[Comprehensive Martial Arts] Destiny Green Book

Has Song Qingshu drawn his sword yet?

Yes.

He pulled it out.

Because Ximen Chuuxue is Ximen Chuuxue.

He is not Ye Gucheng.

He won't have the slightest scruples just because Song Qingshu is Hua Manlou's friend, and Hua Manlou is Lu Xiaofeng's friend.

In his eyes, a sword is just a sword, and the one who wields the sword is just the one who wields the sword.

He may not have the understanding of Ye Gucheng, and he can't see the shadow of the way of sword cultivation in Song Qingshu.

But he has an excellent sense of his kind as a top swordsman.

From the first time he saw Song Qingshu, he knew that this young man was the same person as himself.

——A person who has the ultimate pursuit of the "sword" and has achieved something.

So, since we have met, why not fight?

Ximen Chuuxue had consciously walked out of the hall.

Song Qingshu had already accepted the challenge, so he followed closely behind.

He was about to step out of the long window when he heard Hua Manlou call out from behind: "Qingshu!"

Looking back, I saw that gentle and pure young man stood up and stood by the round table, facing his face, with a ray of obvious worry.

Song Qingshu's heart warmed.

"Seven children, it's okay."

He said softly.

There seemed to be an inexplicably powerful force in that calm tone, which made Hua Manlou's originally chaotic heart calm down almost instantly, and there was no more confusion.

Hua Manlou then laughed.

"Since that's the case, I will also experience Qingshu's sword skills."

he said.

Song Qingshu nodded with a smile.

Today, he actually laughed more than once.

***

Ximen Chuuxue waited quietly outside the hall.

The stronger the fighting spirit in his eyes, the colder his expression became.

When Song Qingshu stood in front of him with unhurried steps, the extremely contradictory hot and cold seemed to have finally reached a subtle boundary.

Ximen Chuuxue grasped the sword at his waist, and spread it horizontally in front of Song Qingshu's eyes.

He said: "The net weight of this sword is seven catties and three taels, and the sword's edge is three feet and seven inches. It is the sharpest weapon in the world."

It is also his favorite.

Song Qingshu glanced carefully at the long sword in Ximen Chuuxue's hand.

It is exactly as the master said, it is dark and narrow, and the sword light is restrained, it is really a rare magic weapon in the world.

But Song Qingshu's waist is just an ordinary long sword made by the blacksmith shop at the foot of Wudang Mountain, which is uniformly made by three generations of Wudang disciples.

It's not that Zhang Sanfeng and the Seven Heroes of Wudang didn't want to give him a sharper sword.

But as far as Song Qingshu is concerned, if it is not the one in his heart, there is no difference whether it is an ordinary magic weapon or a top-grade magic weapon or Lingbao.

Song Qingshu's talisman Xuanyun Qiqing Sword was almost destroyed in the previous self-explosion.

Although at the moment when Song Qingshu Yuanshen was protected by the life card of his disciples, a little of the true spirit that Xuanyunjian had just conceived was also rescued, but in the end its body was damaged and suffered heavy injuries. Drowsily sleeping in the dantian of Song Qingshu, he can only wait for him to reconstitute the golden elixir, recast the sword body with his own elixir fire, recollect the seven emotions in the world, and integrate them with the remaining true spirit of Xuanyun sword. There is hope for recovery.

The natal magic weapon is closely related to the monk's life and soul, not to mention that Song Qingshu is a sword cultivator, and his natal spiritual sword is like a part of the body. If it is lost, how can it be replaced by other blades?

Therefore, whether it is a magical weapon or an ordinary iron sword, it is no different to Song Qingshu.

He backhanded out the long sword at his waist:

"Although this sword is not a magic weapon in this world, it was given to me by Grand Master Zhang Sanfeng and Zhenren Zhang when I tied my hair. Today I will fight with it. I hope I will not lose the reputation of Grand Master."

Ximen Chuuxue's face changed slightly.

It seems that even though he is a member of the Jin Kingdom's martial arts, he has also heard the name of Yuan Kingdom Wudang Zhang Sanfeng and Master Zhang.

There are rumors in the rivers and lakes that Grand Master is one of the few people who are closest to the great master of martial arts in the world today, and his reputation spreads far and wide in other countries. It is not an exaggeration to think about it.

Song Qingshu thought in his heart, but his movements were not slow at all.

He raised the long sword in his hand and said to Ximen Chuuxue: "Please."

Naturally, Ximen Chuuxue would not be polite to him.

For him, a sword competition is a sword competition, whoever strikes first will strike later, what's the point of giving way and being humble?

So when Song Qingshu said please, he made the move without hesitation.

Ximen Chuuxue's sword was extremely fast.

His sword is a murderous sword.

Once out of the sheath, blood must be seen.

Otherwise, it would not be Ximen Chuuxue's sword.

However, he is fast, but Song Qingshu is faster than him.

The tip of the sword dexterously moved away from his sword body, Qing Shu turned his hand, and stabbed directly at the end of the back acupoint on the palm of Ximen Chuuxue's right hand - exactly where the Shenmen acupoint is located!

Ximen Chuuxue deflected his wrist, and hastily used the hilt of his sword to forcefully resist the point of the attacking sword.

With a crisp "ding", the two swords separated quickly, and Ximen Chuuxue took out a sword, pointing directly at Song Qingshu's throat!

Song Qingshu jumped up, his toes touched the tip of Ximen Chuixue's sword, he took advantage of the momentum and flew up, a sword was pushed in the air, and it stabbed the Shenmen acupoint on Ximen Chuuxue's right hand again!

In the blink of an eye, the two had already exchanged another round of offense and defense.

The members of the Hua family and Lu Xiaofeng who followed out of the hall to watch the two "discuss" were amazed.

Everyone knows that Ximen Chuuxue's swordsmanship is superb, but they never imagined that Song Qingshu, at such a young age, can match Ximen Chuuxue in a sword fight!

"Qitong, you are not an easy kid."

Lu Xiaofeng's complexion turned slightly positive.

He rubbed his chin, seemed a little surprised, and also seemed a little gloating, with a smile on his face and said:

"If he doesn't move his sword, he's done. When he draws his sword, he will stab at the Shenmen acupoint on Ximen's right hand."

If it wasn't for Ximen Chuuxue's great swordsmanship, he used the long sword in his hand to block every time, he might have been stabbed in the acupuncture point by now, his wrist was weak, and he couldn't even hold the sword.

Naturally, Ximen Chuuxue also noticed it.

His eyes became brighter and brighter, and the sword in his hand became faster and faster.

However, Song Qingshu was never disrupted by him from beginning to end.

Ximen Chuixue is fast, and so is he.

Ximen Chuuxue was faster, and he was also faster.

Ximen Chuuxue's long sword attacked, no matter whether he dodged or blocked it, the backhand counterattack must stab the Shenmen acupoint on his right wrist.

However, every time they were only a little bit close, either they were parried or narrowly avoided, so the confrontation between the two was extremely dangerous, often in an instant, the attack and defense were switched immediately, you sing and I appear on the stage, making people The spectators didn't even dare to blink their eyes, for fear of missing even a moment.

But gradually, someone discovered the strangeness in the middle.

"Brother, look, isn't Ximen Chuuxue's appearance a bit strange?"

Although the third brother of the Hua family is not the strongest in martial arts among the seven brothers, he has the best eyesight.

Sensing that there seemed to be a difference between Ximen Chuuxue's actions, he immediately asked the eldest brother of the Hua family beside him.

The eldest brother of the Hua family also vaguely sensed something unusual, heard the words of the third brother Hua, and looked intently at the field again, only to see that Ximen Chuuxue and Song Qingshu were still fighting back and forth, and their speed had not slowed down in the slightest Slow, the subtlety of the moves is not less but half a point.

So, what is wrong?

He frowned.

All of a sudden, there was a whisper in the ear, and the brothers of the Hua family turned their heads to look at Lu Xiaofeng at the same time, and saw that his expression, which was originally a little laughing, had completely changed at some point!

Instead, it was a rare seriousness.

"Simon is about to break through."

he murmured.

"breakthrough?"

"That's right, a breakthrough."

Faced with the doubts of the Hua family brothers, Lu Xiaofeng's tone was almost firm.

He knew Ximen Chuuxue, and he had seen Ximen Chuuxue compare swords with others, or kill people with swords.

The Ximen Chuuxue at that time was different from the Ximen Chuuxue at this moment, both in the look on his face and in the imposing manner of his body.

Ximen Chuuxue was still expressionless.

But Lu Xiaofeng could feel it.

He is laughing.

Moreover, it is "laughing out loud".

Is Lu Xiaofeng's feeling right?

Maybe right.

Because Ximen Chuuxue's sword is faster than a sword.

During the sword confrontation with Song Qingshu, he felt it.

In front of him, there is an invisible wall.

If he can't break through this invisible wall, he won't be able to defeat the person in front of him.

Therefore, Ximen Chuuxue no longer swung his sword just to defeat Song Qingshu.

He is also trying to break through this invisible wall that imprisoned him.

If you succeed, you will go one step further. From now on, you may be able to see more scenery, or you have to endure more loneliness while waiting for the scenery.

Even so, he was unwilling to fail.

Because I failed, I didn't even have the qualifications to endure those loneliness.

Ximen Chuuxue is not afraid of loneliness.

He even enjoyed this kind of loneliness a little bit.

He is probably the kind of person who knows that high places are too cold, but wants to go even higher.

So he wants to break down this wall.

To know whether there is more unbearable loneliness on the other side of the wall.

Ximen Chuuxue's eyes became more focused.

At this moment, Song Qingshu, everything around him, and even...

Without myself.

Yes, it's just a hand that seems to be shining with a little silver light in the endless darkness.

In that hand was a long sword.

That was the only light source in this endless darkness.

Ximen Chuuxue went up against the light.

Nearly.

closer.

perhaps.

Maybe he can break that wall next time!

However, at this moment, a loud noise suddenly came from the front yard.

Hua Ruling was waiting for Housekeeper Lingfu to ask what happened and why it was so noisy, but she didn't want the courtyard door to be kicked open suddenly, and before everyone could react, several nursing courtyards were kicked away from the door Come in!

"not good!"

Lu Xiaofeng caught a glimpse of the direction the guards were flying out of, and his expression changed immediately.

He flew towards the air, but only managed to catch two of them.

The other two were unable to stop them, and they were falling towards...

—— Between Song Qingshu and Ximen Chuuxue!

The author has something to say: Why did Qingshu Juju draw his sword?We will reveal the reason in the next chapter~

And there is another question in this chapter——

You say, Sword God Da Da has made a breakthrough?Still no breakthrough? 【Look at the sky silently

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