Comprehensive martial arts: Infinitely simplified, the sword crushes Li Hanyi at the beginning

"insufficient???"

As soon as Su Qingxuan finished speaking.

Song Yuanqiao and the five others were a little confused.

Song Yuanqiao refers to the cultivation of the Xuan realm. After decades of polishing, his martial arts has long been perfect.

In the world of martial arts, he is enough to be called a martial arts master.

In the eyes of the Wudang Seven Heroes, Su Qingxuan was only at the ninth level.

Although they would not be disrespectful to Su Qingxuan, the master uncle, in the slightest.

But when Su Qingxuan said that his swordsmanship was deficient, they naturally found it difficult to believe it.

For a moment, the five people didn't know how to answer.

"Could it be that my junior uncle's martial arts cultivation has been unable to improve for a long time?"

"That's why you lost your mind."

Song Yuanqiao and others looked at each other, and this thought flashed through their minds.

After a long silence, the youngest Mo Shenggu, the seventh, spoke first.

"Uncle Qingxuan, you don't know something. Some time ago, Master personally tested the swordsmanship of Senior Brother..."

The implication behind Mo Shenggu's words was very obvious.

Even Zhang Sanfeng, the land god, never said there was anything wrong with Song Yuanqiao's swordsmanship.

Uncle Master, you better not worry about it.

However, Mo Shenggu did not say it directly, but chose this euphemistic method to take care of Su Qingxuan's face.

Hearing this, Su Qingxuan understood clearly.

It is understandable that Song Yuanqiao and others were skeptical about his statement.

After all, in the eyes of outsiders, he, Su Qingxuan, was only a ninth-grade cultivator.

Therefore, Su Qingxuan was not angry.

Instead, he smiled and said to Song Yuanqiao: "Well, why don't we spar with each other, so that we can see the shortcomings in your swordsmanship."

After hearing this, Song Yuanqiao thought to himself.

"Uncle Master's cultivation level is too low and his sword has no eyes. If I accidentally hurt Uncle Master for a moment, Master will never let me go."

So Song Yuanqiao shook his head and refused: "How dare Yuanqiao do something to his uncle?"

When Mo Shenggu saw this, he said, "Uncle, why don't you let me compete with you on your behalf?"

Mo Shenggu's proposal was unanimously approved by the Seven Heroes of Wudang.

"That's fine." Su Qingxuan nodded and said, "Shenggu, please come here."

Mo Shenggu moved closer to Su Qingxuan.

Su Qingxuan whispered a few words in his ear and told Mo Shenggu all the flaws in Taiyi Xuanmen sword moves.

Mo Shenggu nodded, appearing calm on the surface, but still doubtful in his heart.

On the side, Song Yuanqiao couldn't help but sigh in his heart when he saw Su Qingxuan's serious words.

"Uncle Qingxuan is also sincere, and we cannot live up to his enthusiasm no matter what."

"Why don't I deliberately lose to my junior brother later? This way, I can avoid dampening Junior Uncle Qingxuan's enthusiasm."

Song Yuanqiao had some concerns in his mind and quietly blinked at Mo Shenggu.

The senior brothers had been getting along for a long time, and Mo Shenggu immediately understood Song Yuanqiao's thoughts, so he nodded gently in response.

..........

Song Yuanqiao and Mo Shenggu faced each other with swords, while Su Qingxuan and Yu Lianzhou stood aside.

"Senior brother, be careful," Mo Shenggu said loudly.

The long sword in his hand shook and he attacked Song Yuanqiao.

"Well done," Song Yuanqiao laughed.

The long sword in his hand also greeted him.

The two swords clashed, making sounds of gold and iron.

During the fight, Song Yuanqiao deliberately suppressed his own cultivation.

He was referring to the Xuan realm, while Mo Shenggu was only the Vajra realm.

If his cultivation level was fully activated, Mo Shenggu would not be able to withstand a few moves in his hands.

However, although he deliberately suppressed his cultivation, the sword moves in Song Yuanqiao's hands showed no sign of weakness.

The two of them fought extremely fast.

Thirty moves, regardless of top or bottom.

Fifty moves, regardless of top or bottom.

After one hundred moves, Mo Shenggu's sword moves showed a trace of lag.

After 150 moves, Mo Shenggu showed signs of defeat.

Seeing this situation, Yu Lianzhou and others thought to themselves.

"Junior brother is going to lose."

Several people looked at Su Qingxuan and found that the expression on his face was as usual, and he didn't seem to be satisfied at all.

Two hundred moves later, it seemed that Mo Shenggu's defeat was a foregone conclusion.

"It's now," Su Qingxuan thought to himself.

Now is the time when the flaws in Taiyi Xuanmen Sword's sword moves are most obvious.

The next second, Mo Shenggu's long sword thrust out, and the tip of the sword touched Song Yuanqiao's sword grid.

The long sword in Song Yuanqiao's hand was thrown away.

"Elder brother, I accept the concession," Mo Shenggu put away his sword and said.

In my mind, I was thinking: "Eldest Brother's acting skills are really good. This defeat is just like the real thing."

"As expected of a senior brother, I still have a lot to learn."

As everyone knows, Song Yuanqiao was already filled with horror at this time.

He did deliberately let loose and pretended to be defeated.

But he originally planned to pretend that he had caught the flaw when the fight reached three hundred moves.

But now they had only fought two hundred moves, and he was actually defeated.

"Is what Uncle Qingxuan said true? There are really loopholes in my sword moves."

Song Yuanqiao felt mixed emotions in his heart and was stunned for a moment.

Yu Lianzhou and others who were watching the battle looked in disbelief.

"How is it possible? Senior Brother, he really lost," Yu Lianzhou murmured.

"It was clear that my junior brother's defeat was already determined just now, so why did the result change in the blink of an eye?" Zhang Songxi was also stunned.

"Is it possible that Senior Brother deliberately let things go?" Yin Liting's mind was quick and he immediately thought of this possibility.

At this moment, Mo Shenggu looked over.

He winked at a few people.

"Sure enough," several people suddenly understood.

"It seems that Senior Brother has really let off steam."

Mo Shenggu picked up Song Yuanqiao's sword and handed it to him.

At the same time, he leaned into Song Yuanqiao's ear and whispered: "Elder brother, your acting skills are so good, there are no flaws in your performance."

"Even his expression after defeat looks real. I can definitely deceive my junior uncle."

These words sounded extremely awkward to Song Yuanqiao's ears.

"Junior brother, I really didn't give in. You really won this competition," Song Yuanqiao said sincerely.

"Hey, I understand, senior brother, I understand everything." Mo Shenggu looked like he had seen through everything.

Then, without giving Song Yuanqiao a chance to explain, he came to Su Qingxuan.

"Uncle, your vision is indeed unique. There are real flaws in my swordsmanship."

Hearing this, Yu Lianzhou and others also reacted.

He came close to Su Qingxuan and started to say: "Uncle Master, it's because we were shallow just now, or you are so discerning."

"Uncle, you can't favor one over the other. I gave you guidance today, senior brother, but you also have to give guidance to me."

Su Qingxuan looked at the reactions of several apprentice nephews and couldn't help laughing.

From before the fight between Song Yuanqiao and Mo Shenggu, he could clearly see the small movements of several people.

Naturally, he could guess the thoughts in several people's minds at this time.

"These nephews are also wonderful people," Su Qingxuan thought in his heart.

He understood that Yu Lianzhou and others were just trying to protect the face of his uncle, so they got together and planned to fool him.

Seeing several junior brothers playing tricks in front of Su Qingxuan, Song Yuanqiao couldn't help but blush, knowing that he could no longer let these people perform.

So he said: "Uncle, the far bridge is wrong."