Supporting role inheritance system

Chapter 75 Seniors, Please Advise

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"So what if we lose?"

He Taichong frowned, a little disdainful.

"If you lose, Mr. He will treat my father and several uncles as disciples in the future." Chen Yu's mouth twitched.

"presumptuous!"

He Taichong's face darkened, and just when he was angry, Xi Huazi, who was beaten and swollen behind him, couldn't see his head being humiliated, and shouted angrily: "How dare you say such a thing, it's extremely rude, Could it be that Wudang taught all such disciples?"

"Oh, could it be that Mr. He is afraid of losing to the younger generation?" Chen Yu smiled coldly.

He Taichong was not afraid of losing to Chen Yu, but with such a bet, even if he won, it would not do any good to his reputation, so he hesitated at the moment.

"Blue Book!"

But at this time, his father Song Yuanqiao spoke, Song Yuanqiao was still a bit pedantic, thought that there was something wrong with Chen Yu's approach, so he stopped immediately.

Of course, he was more worried that Chen Yu would be hurt by He Taichong. After all, in his opinion, He Taichong's generation of sect masters might have slightly higher skills than him. Chen Yu had only practiced for a few years. With the guidance of his own master, he would not be He Taichong's opponent.

If He Taichong got angry and hurt Chen Yu, that's not what he wanted to see.

"Mr. He forgive me, the dog is young, it is inevitable that there will be collisions, please don't be offended by Mr. He."

He didn't forget to apologize to He Taichong, and he also didn't want him to care about him.

"Hmph, Sect Leader Song has given birth to a good son."

After all, He Taichong didn't break his face, he just sneered coldly, but he obviously didn't let go of the third battle, so he said immediately: "No matter what, it's what it should be compared to the third battle, Does Song Daxia think so?"

Song Yuanqiao was silent for a long while, thinking in his heart, on his Wudang side, the seven of them had exhausted a lot, and there was no chance of winning against He Taichong, if he ended up again, he would inevitably lose this round.

At that time, I'm afraid that what I said too much, I have to do it again.Thinking of this, Song Yuanqiao couldn't help but hesitate.

"Father, let me go."

Chen Yu asked for orders.

It's not because he doesn't like He Taichong, but he also knows that apart from him, only Zhang Sanfeng can win He Taichong's round now, if he doesn't want to lose, he still has to end once.

Hearing this, Song Yuanqiao frowned slightly. He was really not sure about his son's strength.

"Qing Shu, you."

Song Yuanqiao was about to refuse, but in the middle of his words, the leader Zhang Sanfeng spoke: "Yuanqiao, let Qingshu give it a try. Qingshu's current strength will not be too far behind that of Master He."

It was rare for Zhang Sanfeng to make a sound, but it made the surrounding people slightly stunned, they really don't know how strong Chen Yu is now, listening to Zhang Sanfeng's words, it seems that he is no worse than him?
Thinking of it this way, it is inevitable that I will be a little surprised.

"Master." Song Yuanqiao was also taken aback, and immediately looked at his master.

Zhang Sanfeng nodded to him, but didn't speak any more.

Hearing Zhang Sanfeng's support, Chen Yu felt relieved, if Zhang Sanfeng hadn't spoken, even if Chen Yu had the strength to defeat He Taichong, Song Yuanqiao wouldn't let him end.

"Forget it, since the master has said it, go ahead and give it a try. You just need to be careful when fighting with the opponent. Don't be careless. If you lose, you can just admit defeat. Don't care too much about winning or losing."

After all, he cared about his own son. Although Song Yuanqiao agreed to Shen Yu's end, he still couldn't do without instructions.

"Father, I know."

Chen Yu nodded, he was still a little moved by Song Yuanqiao's concern.

"Mr. He, this second round will be taught by the kid and Mr. He will be the master."

Chen Yu was also straightforward, after seeing Song Yuanqiao's consent, he drew his long sword and ended immediately, since He Taichong was going to fight through the third round, naturally he had nothing to say.

He Taichong didn't expect that Wudang would really send a young man to fight against him. He didn't look very good. After all, he was also the head of Kunlun. Although he was not as good as Zhang Sanfeng, he was still more conceited than Song Yuanqiao and other Wudang Seven Heroes. Now that he saw this, where could he go? What a good mood it can be.

Moreover, if he really fights with Chen Yu, no matter the outcome, his face will not look good.

Just saying the words, this third formation had to go down.

At the moment, he had no choice but to put on a dark face and draw his sword to enter the arena.

Everyone on He Taichong's side did not expect that Wudang would actually send Chen Yu to fight. They didn't know what to think for a moment. They were all a little shocked. They only came to their senses when He Taichong was off the field, but they didn't know what to say.

"The dog is naughty, please be merciful to Mr. He."

Although he heard Zhang Sanfeng's approval, Song Yuanqiao was still a little worried, and couldn't help but saluted He Taichong again, hoping that if his son was defeated, He Taichong would be less aggressive.

Hearing this, although He Taichong's face was still dark, but after all, he looked better, and nodded.

Seeing He Taichong leaving, Chen Yu gave a slight salute, pointed his long sword at the ground, and said: "Senior He, please."

He Taichong didn't have a good impression of Chen Yu. After all, Chen Yu's previous words really made him unhappy, so he didn't have a good tone: "Boy, I think you are a junior, so I will give you some pointers today so that you know what is beyond the sky. Let's go first."

Although he was challenged by Chen Yu before, he still didn't care much about Chen Yu's martial arts.

"So, this junior is offended!"

Hearing this, the corners of Chen Yu's mouth twitched, knowing that He Taichong despised him, but he is young, it's not surprising, he didn't care about it, just happened to catch the other party by surprise.

As soon as the words were out of his mouth, his figure already appeared.

With a flash of cold light, Chen Yu was holding the long sword in his hand, and he crossed the open space in an instant. The Nine Suns Divine Art has blessings for all kinds of martial arts. In terms of speed, Chen Yu is still above the Seven Heroes of Wudang at this time.

Although it's just an ordinary straight thrust, it's almost to the extreme, so it shouldn't be underestimated.

He Taichong didn't care at first, when he saw Chen Yu's attack, he felt terrified, his forehead was covered with sweat, but he didn't expect Chen Yu to have such agility at such a young age.

It's just that it's too late to respond at this time. If you don't use your full strength, you may lose in one move, so you don't dare to neglect it at the moment.

With all the strength in his body, he just stared at the cold light, and he didn't care about his senior demeanor, so he made a sudden move, trying to intercept the sinking fish with the stabbing sword.

Although He Taichong is proud, his kung fu is also genuine. After all, he has fought in the rivers and lakes, so his reaction is still very fast.

This sword volley was considered timely, and it still blocked Chen Yu's blatant sword.

Everyone outside the arena saw Shen Yu's figure flickering in the arena, and then only heard a "dang" sound.

When I looked again, I saw Sect Leader He, who was still holding his own as a senior, had been forced to take a few steps back at some point, and the long sword in his hand was still buzzing, which showed the strength of Chen Yu's sword.

He Taichong's face turned red. He really didn't expect Chen Yu's skill to be any worse than the speed he showed. With this strike, he had already suffered a hidden loss.

(End of this chapter)