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Chapter 185
"girl?"

Seeing that it turned out to be a young girl, Song Qingshu couldn't help being taken aback.

Not only him, but the six sects all asked who the girl was.

Soon, a well-informed person told everyone that this girl was the daughter of Yang Xiao, the left envoy of Guangming.

"Yang Xiao's daughter?"

"Could it be that Mingjiao can't even send a man out?"

"What's wrong with the woman, since she dared to come out, she obviously has something to rely on, and she can't be taken lightly."

"Wait, Yang Xiao's daughter? Isn't that the daughter born to him and that female disciple of the Emei Sect?"

"Ah, yes, I remembered it too, it is said that back then..."

"Shh, be careful not to be overheard by Miejue Shitai!"

That being said, but the people here are full of gossip, and Miejue Shitai is very powerful, so why can't he hear it?
Hearing the old things that she had always regarded as a shame brought up again, Master Miejue's face turned ashen.

But most of the people who spoke were low-level disciples of the six sects, so she couldn't speak even if she wanted to reprimand them.

Apart from the silent Emei Sect, the Wudang Sect also had complicated expressions.

When Ji Xiaofu and Yin Liting were engaged, but in the middle of the engagement, Yang Xiao broke out to win the love, this matter has always been hated by Yin Liting.

Song Yuanqiao looked at Yin Liting, and sure enough, he saw Yin Liting was looking at Yang Buhui with suspenseful eyes, and muttered to himself: "Sister Xiaofu..."

Seeing Yin Liting's appearance, Song Yuanqiao sighed lightly, and said, "Sixth brother, look away."

"Eldest brother, how do you tell me to look away!"

Yin Liting stared at Yang Xiao who was in the Mingjiao formation with red eyes, and roared in a low voice: "If it wasn't for that traitor Yang Xiao... I would have been with sister Xiaofu long ago!"

Song Yuanqiao was silent.

This time, all the others who came to Guangmingding were chosen by him, but Yin Liting insisted on following them in order to find an opportunity to kill Yang Xiao for revenge.

……

While the six sects were discussing, the Mingjiao side was not very calm.

"Oh, Yang Zuoshi, why didn't you catch the Bugui baby?"

Zhou Dian shouted: "This young man from the Wudang Sect is not easy to deal with. Why is she on the stage?"

Yang Xiao's eyes were also full of anxiety, but Yang Buhui had already appeared on the stage, and it was too late for him to say anything, he could only keep an eye on the battlefield, thinking that if something was wrong, he would save his daughter first before saying anything. .

Seeing that Yang Xiao was so nervous, Yin Tianzheng comforted him: "Yang Zuoshi doesn't have to worry too much. With the temperament of the leader, since he said to Bugui that she should be the No. 1 of the younger generation, it obviously shows that he has no regrets Still very satisfied."

"Of course I know this, but..."

Yang Xiao shook his head and said nothing.

In the matter with Ji Xiaofu back then, it can be said that he had formed an irreconcilable relationship with the Wudang and Emei factions. Once the two of them fight and fight for real, he may not be able to rescue them in time.

……

Song Qingshu naturally heard everyone's talk about Yang Buhui.

Knowing that the pretty girl in front of him turned out to be the daughter of Yang Xiao who has a deep hatred with our faction, Song Qingshu's expression also became serious, and said: "Miss Yang, wait a while, swords are ruthless, you have to think clearly!"

"Thank you, Young Master Song, for your concern, but..."

Yang Buhui sneered slightly: "You'd better practice your Taiji swordsmanship before we talk about it!"

"what!"

Hearing Yang Buhui's words, Song Qingshu was surprised and suspicious, "How do you know the Tai Chi sword technique I sent?"

Since Zhang Sanfeng created this Tai Chi sword technique, it has never been shown in the Jianghu. How did Yang Buhui know the name of Tai Chi sword technique?

"Without further ado!"

Yang Buhui drew out his long sword and said, "Mingjiao Yang Buhui, please teach Song Shaoxia!"

Suppressing the doubts in his heart, Song Qingshu cupped his fists and said, "Please!"

Before he finished speaking, Yang Buhui let out a clear whistle, and stabbed out with his sword.

The speed of this sword was extremely fast. Song Qingshu felt a cold light flash before his eyes, and the tip of the sword was already in front of him.

"What a fast sword!"

Song Qingshu was shocked, and subconsciously resisted with the sword.

However, he had just raised his sword halfway when he saw Yang Buhui's sword technique turning midway, and the tip of the sword pointed diagonally towards his Jianjing point.

"what!"

Seeing this change of moves, Song Qingshu was slightly startled, feeling that this move was very familiar.

But he didn't have time to think about it, he dodged to the right, dodging Yang Buhui's attack.

However, the next moment, he saw that Yang Buhui's sword move changed without any hindrance, from stabbing to slashing, attacking his ribs.

Song Qingshu had no choice but to wave his sword again to resist.

For a moment, Yang Buhui attacked, Song Qingshu hid, and the scene became oppressive.

……

"Hey, this..."

Seeing that Yang Buhui was pressing Song Qingshu to attack, Zhou Dian's eyes widened: "Buhui doll is so good at it?"

"It's not about not having regrets,"

Yin Tianzheng saw some clues: "It happened that Song Qingshu's swordsmanship was suppressed by Bugui!"

"That's right,"

Yang Xiao gradually felt relieved at this time, and said: "Brother Yin is right, the sword technique that I do not regret now is of the same origin as the sword technique that Song Qingshu used just now, but it is more brilliant."

"According to what you said, wouldn't it be the same as a master beating an apprentice if Buguiwawa hits this Wudang boy?"

Zhou Dian said in a strange tone.

"Although it's a bit biased to say so,"

Yang Xiao smiled slightly: "But that's what happened."

……

Not only the heroes of the Ming Cult saw that Yang Buhui's swordsmanship had suppressed Song Qingshu, but all the six sects also saw it.

"It's not surprising that Yang Buhui can beat Song Qingshu against me. After all, if a woman dares to play, she must have something to rely on, but..."

"But why is her swordsmanship so similar to Song Shaoxia's?"

"It's not just the resemblance, why do I feel... Yang Buhui's swordsmanship seems to be even more advanced?"

"This is strange. Could it be that this way of swordsmanship is not the unique skill of the Wudang sect?"

"I also thought it was a unique technique created by Master Zhang of the Wudang school just now!"

Others were surprised, but the heroes of the Wudang faction all looked stunned.

"Eldest brother, this girl's swordsmanship is so similar to the Tai Chi swordsmanship that Master taught us, maybe it is inherited from Master Self-Defense?"

Zhang Songxi asked Song Yuanqiao.

"It shouldn't be wrong, otherwise, where would there be a second Taiji swordsmanship in the world?"

Song Yuanqiao nodded.

"Speaking of which, the talent of Mr. Wei is really shocking,"

Yu Lianzhou sighed: "I remember Master once said that for the understanding of Taiji swordsmanship, he has seven points, and Mr. Wei has three points. But I didn't expect that in less than two years, Mr. Wei would rely on these three points He has also created a Taiji swordsmanship that is not weaker than our own."

"Yes."

Thinking of Bai Shu's achievements at such a young age, Song Yuanqiao subconsciously looked at his son in the field, and found that his sword skills had been somewhat deformed under Yang Buhui's serial attacks, and he also let out a long sigh.

Compared with others of the same age, Song Qingshu is undoubtedly outstanding, but if compared with Baishu, it is like the gap between fireflies and Haoyue.

Song Qingshu naturally didn't know what his father was thinking, but he heard the comments of the people on the sidelines.

"No, I can't be on the defensive all the time, otherwise I will be ridiculed by the world."

Thinking of this, he let out a clear whistle, and the sword technique in his palm suddenly became sharper, trying to take back the initiative from Yang Buhui.

Seeing the sudden change in Song Qingshu's sword technique, a sneer appeared on the corner of Yang Buhui's mouth.

After undergoing Baishu's [Enlightenment], Yang Buhui not only increased his understanding of martial arts, but also became more accurate in his judgment of combat situations.

Especially with Bai Shu, a master of martial arts, who usually feeds her. Her experience in fighting the enemy is much higher than that of ordinary people.

Seeing the sudden change in Song Qingshu's swordplay style at this moment, he immediately guessed that his mind was disturbed.

At the moment, she was calm, her sword light was flying, and she temporarily switched from offense to defense, avoiding Song Qingshu's spirit.

After several attacks, Song Qingshu found that he still had no choice but to take Yang Buhui. Song Qingshu couldn't help feeling a little disappointed, and the offensive was also slowed down.

"good chance!"

Yang Buhui immediately sensed Song Qingshu's change, and pulled out a sword flower with the long sword in his hand. The original defensive move instantly changed to offensive, stabbing at Song Qingshu's face like an antelope's horns.

"not good!"

Song Qingshu didn't expect Yang Buhui to change his moves so quickly, he didn't have time to resist, and subconsciously dodged backwards.

Seeing Song Qingshu dodging backwards, Yang Buhui's eyes flashed brightly.

Her move was actually a feint, seeing that Song Qingshu's moves were old, the long sword in Yang Buhui's hand slipped suddenly, and the point of the sword hit Song Qingshu's back.

Ding!
With the crisp sound of gold and iron clashing, the long sword in Song Qingshu's hand was already knocked down by Yang Buhui.

"Acceptance!"

Yang Buhui didn't take advantage of the victory to pursue the attack, and stood with his sword and fists folded.

At this time, fifty strokes had just passed since she and Song Qingshu fought.

Thinking that he was defeated by Yang Buhui so easily, Song Qingshu felt ashamed and ashamed, his face turned red and then pale, and he even forgot to reply.

Song Yuanqiao knew that his son had always been arrogant and arrogant, and was afraid that he would do something radical, so he immediately walked out of the formation and said to Yang Buhui: "Miss Yang is very skilled in swordsmanship, we Wudang lost this battle."

Among Wudang's younger generation, Song Qingshu was the strongest, and he lost, so Song Yuanqiao didn't let anyone else play.

After saying that, he shouted to Song Qingshu: "Don't go down yet!"

Only then did Song Qingshu come back to his senses, he glanced at Yang Buhui unwillingly, raised his sword and lowered his head.

When Song Qingshu left the scene, Song Yuanqiao asked Yang Buhui: "May I ask Miss Yang, did you learn your swordsmanship from Master Wei Bihui?"

"That's right, it was taught to me by the leader."

Yang Buhui nodded.

"Sure enough."

Song Yuanqiao nodded slightly when he heard the words, confirming his and others' guesses.

When Song Yuanqiao left, Yang Buhui asked the six sects: "Is there any friend who wants to teach?"

The question seemed to be addressed to the six sects, but Yang Buhui's gaze was always on the side of the Emei sect, or more precisely, on Miejue Shitai.

(End of this chapter)