The martial arts of the heavens start from Wudang

Noticing Qingxu's gaze, Dai Daojin also looked over.

The eyes of the two people intertwined.

Dai Daojin chuckled, nodded to the other party, and Qingxu also nodded in response.Both of them understood the significance of the next fight.

A Wudang disciple shouted: "The last match, Chongxu vs. Qingxu." After speaking, he got off the ring.

The disciples in the audience became excited one after another. The wonderful duel between the two Wudang disciples with the strongest martial arts made the disciples below look forward to it.

The elders sitting on the chairs on the steps also had expectations in their eyes. Unlike ordinary Wudang disciples, the elders knew the inside story.They knew that the competition between the two people in the arena and in the ring was of great significance to Wudang.

Dai Daojin put away his smile, cupped his hands, and said solemnly: "Junior Brother Qingxu, please."

Qingxu took a deep breath, suppressed his ups and downs, adjusted himself in an instant, and said, "Senior Brother Chongxu, please."

After speaking, both of them stared at each other, waiting for the other to make the first move.

After a long time, Qingxu's state of mind fluctuated again, knowing that he couldn't wait any longer, and if he waited any longer, his state of mind would be completely messed up, so there is no need to compare.

Qingxu's eyes turned cold, and the internal force of the sixth level of pure yang kung fu was running at full speed in the meridians, "Qiang" drew his sword instantly, and rushed towards Dai Daojin like a gust of wind.

Qingxu is fast, and Dai Daojin is even faster.

When Qingxu's shoulders moved slightly, Dai Daojin circulated the sunflower zhenqi and stepped on Wudang Jiugongmen's secret skill Jiugong chain step.Dai Daojin didn't hold back this time, he drew his sword out of its sheath and went up to meet him.

The two fought fast, and their figures intertwined in an instant, and the sound of sword blades clashing, like big beads falling on a jade plate, jingling, filled everyone's ears.A strong wind overflowed the stage, blowing the clothes of the disciples beside the ring.

Everyone exclaimed, but quickly dispersed a little around.

Everyone looked at the ring, but they saw two figures staggered with each other, separated occasionally, but would fight together in an instant.

Because the two people on the stage moved too fast, the disciples below couldn't see the two fighting clearly.

On the stage, Dai Daojin was a little surprised, he really didn't expect that Qingxu's internal force move is so strong, he secretly said: But it's still not good enough.

Dai Daojin's eyes turned cold, and Sunflower's true energy increased by another three points.

Qingxu suddenly felt that the opponent's speed increased again, and instantly broke the balance he just got used to, and it was too late to make a comeback.

The long sword in Dai Daojin's hand slashed across Qingxu's shoulder, and a gust of blood burst out, staining his clothes red.

Dai Daojin waved his sword and looked at the opponent.

Qingxu stood still for a while, and immediately attacked again. Dai Daojin swung his sword, and the two fought together again.

Before the disciples could react, the two on the stage parted again as bleeding spouted from Qingxu's right chest.

The Qingxu on the stage is quite miserable, with blood staining his clothes, panting heavily, but it looks like he has exerted too much internal energy.

Dai Daojin raised his eyebrows and said, "Junior Brother Qingxu, why not..."

Dai Daojin hadn't finished speaking when he saw Qingxu running towards him with red eyes and a long sword in his hand.

Dai Daojin narrowed his eyes slightly, a icy chill flashed across his face, but he didn't intend to hold back his hands. The sunflower zhenqi circulated at a high speed, turned the sword body over, clasped the ring finger, little finger and thumb together, straightened the index finger and middle finger, and gently pinched the hilt of the sword , with the wrist facing up.Draw a circular arc towards yourself, relax your little finger and index finger slightly, and when you return to the original position after drawing a circle, exert force suddenly.

If someone saw this scene and imagined replacing the long sword in Dai Daojin's hand with an embroidery needle, they would probably see a very interesting picture.

On the steps, Xinxuanzi and others stood up suddenly, and Xinxuanzi shouted out of luck: "Chongxu, show mercy."

Everyone in the audience heard the shout of the master, and hurriedly stretched their necks to look up the stage.

The people who hadn't figured out the situation could only see the two standing still with their backs facing each other.

There was silence.

On the steps, Xinxuanzi looked at Qingxu intently and heaved a sigh of relief.

Dai Daojin slowly inserted the long sword back into the scabbard, looked at Xinxuanzi, smiled, and said softly: "The master is worrying too much, but the disciple will not hit his fellow disciples hard."

Qingxu turned around slowly, looked at Dai Daojin with complicated eyes, and said bitterly: "I lost."

The long sword in his hand immediately shattered, and pieces fell on the ring.

As soon as he finished speaking, Qingxu only felt his eyes go dark, and he straightened up and fell down.

Everyone below exclaimed.

……

In a room, a little Taoist boy was cleaning the room, and turned to look at the figure lying on the bed.

Immediately, he turned his head to take another look, finally saw clearly, and said with joy on his face: "Senior brother Qingxu, you are awake, this disciple should go and tell the head."

Qingxu raised his hand, just as he was about to stop him, Xiao Daotong had already disappeared.

Soon, Xinxuanzi opened the door and came in.

Sitting on the side of the bed, Xinxuanzi felt Qingxu's pulse, nodded and said: "It's just that your internal energy is overdrawn and your meridians are injured. You can rest well for two or three months, and you will be fine."

Qingxu struggled to sit up, with a face full of shame, said: "Master, this disciple is incompetent, I have let you down."

Xinxuanzi shook his head and said with a slight smile, "Master has never been disappointed with you."

Qingxu just wanted to open his mouth to say something.

Xinxuanzi waved his hand and said, "Actually, what I want to say as a teacher is that you have always been very satisfied with your martial arts character. This time you lost, it's not that you can't do it, but that you are too strong, brother Chongxu, so You shouldn't blame yourself."

Qingxu showed doubts, even if brother Chongxu's martial arts were better than his own, the master didn't need to say these words, did he comfort me?

Seeing Qingxu's expression, Xinxuanzi said slowly: "Before Emperor Longqing came to Wudang, he was a teacher..." He told Qingxu what Dai Daojin had done.

After Qingxu listened, her mouth opened slightly, a little dumbfounded.

Then he shook his head with a wry smile, secretly thinking that he had already lost.

Qingxu is very smart, after connecting the cause and effect, he understood what was going on in this martial arts competition.

Looking at Xinxuanzi, he felt even more guilt on his face, and said, "Thank you, master, for the opportunity you have won for the disciple. It is the disciple who made the master worry."

Xin Xuanzi shook his head, and said, "Do you hate your Senior Brother Chongxu?"

Qingxu smiled wryly and said: "If it was before, this disciple must have hated him for taking away the position of head teacher, but Master, you have told me everything today, but this disciple can't hate it anymore, maybe the position of head of Wudang, Senior Brother Chongxu It is more suitable than a disciple."

Xinxuanzi laughed and said, "This is a good apprentice of the old Tao."

……

A few days later, Dai Daojin came to Qingxu's small courtyard.

As soon as he entered the yard, he saw Qingxu sitting in the yard resting.

Dai Daojin smiled and said: "Junior Brother Qingxu, you are in good health."

Qingxu couldn't figure out Dai Daojin's intention for coming here, so he said lightly: "I still can't die."

Dai Daojin was not angry when he heard this, he said: "Junior brother is unwell, I have a bottle of elixir here, which is very good for nourishing the meridians." Then he took out a porcelain bottle from his arms and put it on the stone in front of Qingxu. on the table.

Qingxu looked at the eye drops bottle, and said coldly: "No need, if you came here today to see the jokes of junior brother, please go back."

"In the future, you will be the head of Wudang. If you, the head of Wudang, cannot tolerate me, I will just leave."

After hearing this, Dai Daojin walked up to Qingxu, looked him in the eyes, and said sincerely: "What are you talking about, brother, you and I are both Wudang disciples, how could brother want to do this, brother came today, but I want to ask my brother for help."

Qingxu asked suspiciously: "Help, what can I help you with?"

Dai Daojin said sincerely: "Brother, when we first came to Wudang Mountain, we practiced together and were trained together. When we grow up, we may have conflicts for our respective goals, but it can't affect our teachers. Brotherhood, right? We need to create the future of Wudang Clan together, come on, junior brother, come and help senior brother.”

Qingxu didn't hate Chongxu at all, after listening to Dai Daojin's words, he couldn't help but nodded excitedly, thinking of everyone's previous days.

Dai Daojin saw it, and couldn't help but heaved a sigh of relief. The reason for this was also helpless, probably because apart from the older generation, there were only a few Wudang disciples who were top-notch in martial arts, and Qingxu was counted as one. , has no effect at all.

And if Qingxu can be subdued, not only will Wudang have one more capable master in the future, and he will be able to share some pressure on himself.On the other hand, I can also show my broad mind to Wudang disciples, why not do it.

Not a kid anymore, is it.

Of course, there is indeed a relationship between Dai Daojin and Qingxu, but if there is still a little bit, no one will know.

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