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It doesn't take all his strength to defeat the moonbreaker who is also a first-class player in the rivers and lakes.

Such a person cannot be unknown.

What's more, this person directly shouted for Wudang.

Seeing that this person openly wanted to compete with Wudang, everyone's eyes looked at Ouyang Zi on the stage.

Ouyang Zi was not surprised, picked up the tea on the table and took a sip gently.

"Uncle Shi, let me know his profound swordsmanship!" one of the Wudang phalanxes stood up and asked Ouyang Zi for instructions.

"The sword moves and the wind changes with the color, and the moment of death is a little red. He is a sword to seal his throat, Zhang Zhengyu and Zhang Shaoxia. Someone in the crowd recognized the Wudang disciple who came forward.

"Zhang Zhengyu's swordsmanship is ruthless, and he is quite famous among the younger generation in the rivers and lakes. It seems that this boy who doesn't know the height of the sky is going to be unlucky!"

"Just suppress and suppress this kid's arrogance. ”

There was a lot of discussion in the crowd, and many people pinned their hopes on Zhang Zhengyu.

"You can try, but don't force it. Ouyang Ziyu said.

"Disciple obeys!" Zhang Zhengyu saw Ouyang Zi's palmist agree, turned over and jumped, his body drew a beautiful arc in the air, and finally fell lightly into the martial arts arena.

"Look at Wudang's Tiyun Zong!"

"Zhang Shaoxia's skills have improved again in the past few years!"

The crowd applauded, and there were many words of admiration.

Yu Fu saw it in his eyes, and he had a plan in his heart. Since you want to take the position of hegemon, you must pay attention to possible opponents.

If this person is really good at martial arts, he deliberately reins in here and pretends to be stupid. Then with Zhang Zhengyu's skills, he should be able to force fifty percent of his strength. Take this opportunity to take a look at this person's martial arts cultivation.

"It's a good ladder, but it's a bit naïve to rely on this to win. ”

The man in green clothes said with a smile.

"If you are enough, you will know after the test, strength is not said by mouth!" Zhang Zhengyu raised his eyebrows.

"It's not a small tone! Let me know your Wudang swordsmanship. After the swordsman in Tsing Yi finished speaking, he pulled out his long sword, pointed to the bottom of the sword, pointed to the sky with his left hand, and opened the posture with a move of "Cangsong Welcome".

Zhang Zhengyu snorted coldly in his heart and slowly drew his sword.

The moment the blade was unsheathed, Zhang Zhengyu's figure flashed away. Wudang Tiyun stepped out, kicked the ground with both feet, and shot out with his body, and the long sword in his hand led to the word "stab". It turned out to be a quick move.

Yu Fukan's brows furrowed slightly. Wudang swordsmanship, has always paid attention to overcoming rigidity with softness, the enemy does not move, I do not move, although this Zhang Zhengyu swordsmanship is good, but the heart is still a little worse.

More disappointed than Yu Fu was Ouyang Zi. Ouyang Zi also saw that the swordsman in Tsing Yi was extraordinary, and he naturally had some ability to openly provoke Wudang. Although Wudang didn't care about the battle for the position of overlord, he couldn't lose too badly.

Before Zhang Zhengyu asked for the battle, Ouyang Zi weighed it again and again in his heart, and did not expect Zhang Zhengyu to win, but only wanted Zhang Zhengyu to force out the true strength of the swordsman in Tsing Yi. What Ouyang Zi never expected was that this Zhang Zhengyu was arrogant, and he was stimulated by a swordsman in Tsing Yi of a similar age, and he had lost his mind.

The master has made a move, the heart is the most important, seeing that Zhang Zhengyu underestimated the enemy, Ouyang Zi scolded Zhang Zhengyu in his heart. However, as the head of Wudang, he can't give words at this moment, and the anger that hates iron but not steel lingers in his heart.

"What's wrong with Ouyang Zhangjiao?" asked Su Qingbai without losing any time.

"Haha, Zhang Zhengyu doesn't know what to do, it can be regarded as beneficial and harmless for him to suffer!" In front of Su Qingbai's ridicule, Ouyang Zi became frank instead.

"Wudang is Wudang Zhangjiao, but your Wudang is lost to a little-known junior, what does the world think?

This sentence is in the heart of Ouyang Zi, Ouyang Zi has practiced for many years, and he is jealous of the world's fame and fortune, but when it comes to Wudang's reputation, Ouyang Zi always can't let go, and can't look at it calmly.

"Amitabha! Lord Su Shi is really a quick talker. However, Wudang has always acted above board, and even if he is defeated, he will not pretend to be a ghost. This is enough to be a model for the world!" "Seeing that Ouyang Zi's heart was secretly born, Zen Master Wujing persuaded him.

"The abbot taught me a great lesson! Don't force anything in the world, I am defeated when I am defeated, and victory is victory. Walk right, sit up straight, and be fair in your heart. Everyone in the world can see it!" Ouyang Zi Zhengse said.

originally wanted to fight the arrogance of Ouyang Zi, the head of Wudang, but when he saw that he was about to succeed, he was led to the right path by the abbot of Shaolin. Su Qingbai hated it so much that the roots of his teeth itched!

"Hahaha! I'm still looking forward to Wudang Peerless!" said Su Qingbai's gaze to the field. However, in Su Qingbai's heart, he secretly scolded countless bald donkeys......

Zhang Zhengyu in the field played quickly and did not put any pressure on the Tsing Yi swordsman. On the contrary, this Tsing Yi swordsman has a bit of a Wudang flavor, the enemy is strong and I am strong, and the weak is weak. The body style is not inferior to Zhang Zhengyu's Tiyun Zong, and even above Zhang Zhengyu.

The few people who saw the clues couldn't help but look at the swordsman in Tsing Yi differently.

"It seems that Zhang Zhengyu is not his opponent, and it is difficult for him to show real kung fu. Yu Fu said secretly in his heart, "It seems that only the monks of Shaolin Temple can force out this person's old bottom." ”

Looking at the Shaolin abbot, Zen Master Wujing also frowned, obviously he didn't expect this change.

The sword aura in the martial arts arena is like a rainbow, so it is not lively, and the heroes and heroes who watch it are full of blood. Most people are still looking forward to Zhang Zhengyu's victory, and many people sigh that the cultivation of the swordsman in Tsing Yi is not bad, even if he loses now, it is enough to shock the martial arts.

Suddenly, the swordsman in Tsing Yi made a false move and floated back.

Seeing that the opponent suddenly stopped, Zhang Zhengyu also stopped the offensive.

"Wudang swordsmanship is really exquisite, and I admire it. However, Zhang Shaoxia is not skilled enough. ”

"Hmph! There is a kind of re-fighting. Zhang Zhengyu was unconvinced, especially angered by his contemptuous tone.

At this time, Zhang Zhengyu had lost a little bit of his mind. If it had been normal times, he would have suspected that the enemy had deliberately shown weakness before, and now he was deliberately provoking himself. But today is extraordinary, in front of the heroes of the world, Zhang Tianyu is unwilling to admit that he is weak. You can't afford to lose this battle!

"Actually, it only takes three moves to defeat you and me!" The Tsing Yi swordsman waved the long sword in his hand and said lightly!

"Bastard!" Zhang Zhengyu's remaining sanity completely disappeared.

This battle is on behalf of Wudang, Zhang Zhengyu has the determination to win, but he has no heart to win!

For the sake of Wudang's face, Zhang Zhengyu yelled, "Maniac, eat me with a sword." ”

Zhang Zhengyu's sword had already been swung out, and a few beautiful sword flowers were pulled out in the air, stabbing at the place where the Tsing Yi swordsman stood like a strong wind sweeping away the fallen leaves.

And the corner of the swordsman in Tsing Yi showed a faint smile on his mouth. Seeing that the success angered Zhang Zhengyu, he fell into his arms. My heart was cold: "It seems that I still overestimated you, and it will take less than three moves to defeat you!"