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Chapter 198 The Six Schools Admit Defeat!

Watching the fierce battle of the five people in the arena, the faces of the six sects were all serious. They had already seen that Baishu's strength was far greater than the combination of Huashan and Kunlun.

"Father, why don't these four seniors retreat together in four different directions, so maybe Wei Bi can stop one or two people from drawing their swords, but can't stop all four of them?"

Wudang faction, Song Qingshu, who came out of the shadow of being defeated by Yang Buhui, asked suspiciously.

"If they are like this, they can easily pull out their swords, but in that case, what's the point of this fight?"

Song Yuanqiao shook his head.

"I see."

Song Qingshu nodded suddenly, but he didn't take it seriously in his heart. He only felt that for the sake of the so-called face, it eventually led to failure. Isn't it a big loss of reputation?
At this moment, he only heard Song Yuanqiao continue: "Besides, at the beginning they could retreat if they wanted to, but now...even if they want to stay away from Mr. Wei, it is extremely difficult."

"Why is this?"

Song Qingshu was amazed.

"Because the four of them have all been enveloped by Mr. Wei's Tai Chi palm power!"

Song Yuanqiao's face was full of solemnity: "Although the four seniors may not have noticed it, their actions have all been influenced by Mr. Wei. Once they want to jump out of the circle, they will be affected by this Taijiquan intention and can't help it. back into the circle!"

"what!"

Hearing Song Yuanqiao's words, Song Qingshu's face showed an expression as if he was listening to a fairy tale: "This...how is this possible?!"

"Yeah, how is this possible."

Song Yuanqiao also sighed slightly.

"If it's true what my father said,"

Song Qingshu argued excitedly: "Then Wei Bi's understanding of Taijiquan meaning...hasn't he already reached the level of a grand master? This is absolutely possible!"

Song Yuanqiao sighed: "As a father, I don't want to believe it, but the battle in front of me has shown that Mr. Wei's strength has indeed reached the level of your grand master... This Mr. Wei is really a genius."

"This……"

Hearing Song Yuanqiao's exclamation, Song Qingshu turned his eyes to Bai Shu, who was still swaying freely in front of the four martial arts masters, with deep jealousy flashing in his eyes.

He has been regarded as the proud son of heaven by everyone since he was a child. His father is the head teacher of the Wudang School, and his grand master is Zhang Sanfeng, the Big Dipper of today's Wulin Taishan Mountain. It can be said that he was born with a golden spoon in his mouth.

Moreover, he himself did not disappoint this opportunity. Since he was a child, he has shown a talent for martial arts that is superior to ordinary people.

But looking at Bai Shu in front of him, Song Qingshu felt that his No.1 title was simply ironic.

Naturally, Bai Shu didn't know that he was deeply jealous of Song Qingshu. Of course, even if he knew, he wouldn't care at all.

As he directed Ban Shuxian's punch towards the short old man again, the short old man suddenly stood with his hands tied and sighed: "That's all, we Huashan lost this round!"

As soon as he said this, He Taichong and his wife immediately stopped attacking—in fact, they had long realized that they and others would undoubtedly lose, but the four of them were besieging Baishu, and if they conceded in public, they would really feel embarrassed.

At this time, seeing the little old man surrender, they borrowed the slope to get off the donkey and stopped attacking.

"Master Wei's miraculous skills are incomparable to the world, and our husband and wife are not as skilled as others."

He Taichong and his wife cupped their fists together and said something, without waiting for Baishu to reply, they lowered their heads and turned back to the formation.

There was no sign of frustration on the tall old man's face, as he followed the short old man to the Huashan faction, he said: "Brother, winning or losing is a common matter in military affairs, I don't care anyway, so don't take it too seriously ..."

"To shut up!"

"I can shut up, but you have to promise me not to care..."

"You shut up first!"

Listening to the conversation between the tall and short old men, everyone couldn't help but smile.

The tall old man seemed a little heartless, but what he said was not unreasonable.

Victory or defeat is a common matter in military strategists, too much emphasis on success or failure has lost the meaning of martial arts.

When the four of them left the field, everyone turned their attention to the only remaining Wudang faction of the six sects.

But with Bai Shu's miraculous performance just now, everyone no longer looked at the Wudang faction with any expectation, but more with sympathy.

After all, no matter who the Wudang faction sends up, they will always lose.

This feeling of having to win even though you know you are going to lose is probably not a good feeling.

"Hero Song?"

Seeing Song Yuanqiao walk out of the Wudang formation, Bai Shu cupped his fists: "But you are here to teach the younger generation?"

"Master Wei, don't try to hurt Song,"

Song Yuanqiao smiled wryly and said: "Before coming to Guangmingding, Master had ordered me to ask Mr. Wei about Taiji swordsmanship. At that time, I thought Master was just doing it out of courtesy. Now it seems that Mr. Wei's comprehension of Taiji is obviously long gone." I don’t know how much more than that... How dare I give advice to Mr. Wei?"

Hearing Song Yuanqiao's words, everyone except the Wudang faction was secretly surprised. They only knew that Baishu was powerful, but they didn't expect that Zhang Sanfeng would know his name, and even let the well-known martial artist Song Yuanqiao ask Baishu for advice on swordsmanship.

"Song Daxia praised it absurdly. Master Zhang thinks highly of it. He didn't hesitate to teach me the profound meaning of Tai Chi. The juniors will always remember it in their hearts."

Song Yuanqiao was very friendly, and Bai Shu naturally treated each other with courtesy.

"Ah, it turns out that the kung fu of the leader of the Demon Cult was also taught by Zhang Sanfeng."

Hearing what Bai Shu said, everyone couldn't help being curious about the origin of Bai Shu, and how Bai Shu got in touch with Zhang Sanfeng.

Especially the Miejue Shitai of Emei, after hearing the words, he confirmed the guess that Baishu was the descendant of Guo Polu. After all, Zhang Sanfeng was a person a hundred years ago, and had a relationship with the ancestor Guo Xiang, so for the Baishu of Guo Polu's descendant It is perfectly reasonable to treat them differently.

Just when everyone thought that Song Yuanqiao would directly admit defeat, they heard Song Yuanqiao say: "However, since the six sects have set a rule to ask for advice from the leader of the guards in turn, Song can only show shame in front of Fang's family with a cheeky face, please ask the leader of Wei to give some advice gone."

"Hero Song is polite, let's discuss with each other."

Bai Shu asked for a precious sword from a disciple behind him, flicked the sword lightly with his fingers, and said, "Since the farewell to Wudang Mountain, the younger generation has also gained some new insights into the profound meaning of Tai Chi, and I invite Song Daxia to appreciate it. "

Hearing Bai Shu's words, Song Yuanqiao's eyes lit up, and he said, "Master Wei, please!"

He knew that with Bai Shu's strength, he might not take the initiative to attack him. Immediately, the long sword flashed, and with an arc of antelope's horns, he stabbed obliquely at Bai Shu.

"Good come!"

Seeing this, Bai Shu nodded slightly, secretly thinking that Song Yuanqiao was worthy of being accepted as a great disciple by Zhang Sanfeng. Judging from the Tai Chi sword intent contained in this sword, even if he had been enlightened by himself, he had been taught by him for two months. No regrets, fighting Song Yuanqiao also lost more than won.

Seeing Song Yuanqiao stabbing with his long sword, Bai Shu also thrust out with a slanted sword.

when!
As the two swords collided, Song Yuanqiao felt an extremely gentle rounding motion from Baishu's sword body, and the sword in his hand was faintly out of his control, almost flying away from his hand.

Song Yuanqiao was secretly taken aback, and hastily clenched the long sword in his hand.

But he already knew that he was not Bai Shu's opponent, so he didn't feel depressed, he changed his sword move, and used the second sword again.

But Bai Shu was still the same as the first time, the long sword in his hand stabbed out at will.

when!
As the two swords collided again, Song Yuanqiao felt the roundness of the sword in his hand again.

But compared to the first time, he could still clearly feel the meaning of the circle this time, but the force from the blade was much lighter.

"Ok?"

Song Yuanqiao couldn't help being taken aback, it's impossible for Baishu to run out of internal energy, how could this strength be weakened?
But before he could figure it out, the two swords collided again.

when!
This time, Song Yuanqiao only felt that the roundness from the sword was still the same as before, but the strength was even lighter.

when!
With the sound of two swords clashing for the fourth time, and noticing that Bai Shu used the same sword technique to confront him four times in a row, Song Yuanqiao finally realized——

It's not that the strength of Baishu's sword has weakened, but that he has intentionally weakened his strength, so that he can more purely perceive the round and smooth sword intent contained in his style of swordsmanship!

In other words, Bai Shu is not competing with him at all, but is teaching himself his understanding of Tai Chi Sword Intent in the most direct and quickest way!

Thinking of this, Song Yuanqiao couldn't help feeling both ashamed and admired.

Their six sects besieged Guangmingding, but Bai Shu repaid his hatred with virtue and taught himself a more advanced Tai Chi swordsmanship...

Uneasy with his conscience, he threw the sword on the ground, cupped his fists and sighed: "Young Master Wei, the Wudang faction has surrendered."

As soon as Song Yuanqiao said this, the audience of the six sects fell silent.

(End of this chapter)