Chapter 190: The Great Comparison in Progress (continued)

His own disciples are not learning the martial arts of their own sect, but other martial arts, if this is left to others, I am afraid that not to mention the name of betraying the master immediately, at least they will be isolated and investigated immediately.

The most taboo thing for a disciple of a sect is to steal the martial arts of other sects, and if this one is not handled well, it will be put on the name of a spy, or, the most intolerable thing for a sect is the martial arts of its own sect. After all, in ancient times, it was not a joke to cherish the broom, even if it was lost, there were many people who did not want it to be passed on. Those lone rangers, those who are loose cultivators are better, if they are those famous factions, it will be terrible. That would never allow the martial arts of his own sect to be passed on.

This is also Song Qingshu's scruples about cultivating Shaolin Mighty Vajra Finger, Mighty Vajra Palm, and the Eighteen Palms of the Beggars.

Zhou Zhiruo, as a disciple of Song Qingshu, the martial arts she displayed were obviously taught by Song Qingshu, but to say that Song Qingshu was a spy of other sects is obviously a big joke in the world. So everyone didn't think about it in another way, but was simply curious, and didn't know where Song Qingshu got these stunts.

Looking at everyone's curious eyes, Song Qingshu knew that now was not the time to sell Guanzi, so he said directly, "The light skill performed by Zhou Zhiruo was the 'Ling Bo Weibu' of the Carefree Sect back then, and the fingering technique performed was the 'Orchid Whisk Acupoint' of the Eastern Evil Yellow Medicine Master of Peach Blossom Island back then. ”

"Peach Blossom Island?"

"The Eastern Evil Yellow Medicine Master?"

"Orchid Whisk?"

Because of the age, and the Carefree faction is not known to everyone, everyone still has no feelings. But Peach Blossom Island. The name of the Eastern Evil Yellow Medicine Master is a great name. That's where it is. His legend still remains on the rivers and lakes. The most famous is the founder of the Emei faction, Guo Xiang Nuxia, who is known as Xiaodong Evil, who is the granddaughter of Huang Yaoshi. So when everyone heard it, Zhou Zhiruo was surprised that it was actually the 'Orchid Whisk Acupoint Hand' of the Eastern Evil Yellow Medicine Master.

Regarding the reaction of Song Yuanqiao and others, Song Qingshu was not surprised, "Yes, it is indeed Huang Yaoshi's 'Orchid Whisk Acupoint Hand', which I got in a deep mountain when I traveled west to Kunlun." I think it was Huang Yaoshi's doing, leaving it to future generations. ”

"That's right, Huang Yaoshi is known as the Eastern Evil, and such a master is different from ordinary people when he thinks about it, and it is also possible to leave a legacy in the barren mountains and mountains. Yu Lianzhou nodded.

"Even so, if Zhiruo, as your disciple, can't fail to learn my Wudang's martial arts, otherwise, in the future, will I say that I am a disciple of Wudang or a descendant of Peach Blossom Island?"

Yu Lianzhou and the others didn't have much to say about this, after all, what Song Yuanqiao said was indeed the problem.

"Yes, disciple knows. Song Qingshu nodded. "I also passed on Zhiruo's martial arts to my Wudang, but most of my Wudang's martial arts are not suitable for women to practice after all. So if Zhiruo is just a habit, it's not that it won't. ”

Song Yuanqiao nodded, he also knew what Song Qingshu said, otherwise in the original book, Zhou Zhiruo would not have been sent to Emei to be sent, except that Wudang Mountain is basically men, and women are a little inconvenient, the most important thing is that Wudang's martial arts are masculine, not suitable for women, and cultivation is half the effort.

"Now that you know, go back, there's a game tomorrow. Song Yuanqiao nodded, and waved his hand to let Song Qingshu step back.

Song Qingshu nodded, saluted everyone, and retreated with Zhou Zhiruo.

There was nothing to say all night, and the next day, the sky was bright, Song Qingshu got up and practiced swordsmanship in the courtyard for a while as usual, but unfortunately he never fell into an epiphany again, but if he had another epiphany, he would be angry and resentful, and others might not encounter an epiphany once in their lives, and he had already had it twice. The courtyard wall has also been repaired, but the new mud on the wall has not dried, but it has been frozen into a wall of ice.

Although the ordinary disciples have been eliminated yesterday, the number of people who came to watch today has not decreased at all, but they are even more excited, after all, yesterday's game is just a knockout match, and everyone has not shown their strength at all, and today's game must be more exciting.

Sixty-five people were eliminated yesterday, and the remaining sixty-six plus seven seeded players made a total of seventy-three people, divided into 36 groups, and one person had a bye.

Today, Yu Lianzhou did not directly announce the name of the opponent according to the list, but used the method of drawing lots, and decided by himself, all by luck. You may meet the kind of player who is on par with you, or even inferior to you, or you may meet seeded players, depending on your luck.

After the lot was completed, some people were happy and some were worried, and those who did not meet the seeded players were naturally relieved, secretly glad that they had a sad face, and they had to admit that they were unlucky, of course, the most eye-catching of them was that Feng Yang among the seeded players met Gu Qing.

"Hehe, Feng Yang actually met Gu Qing now, this is something to see. Zhang Songxi said with a smile.

"Yes, it's just that they are too unlucky, so many people didn't meet, but they met each other. Mo Shenggu laughed gloatingly.

"It's a pity, one of them is destined to miss the top three. Song Qingshu also shook his head and sighed for one of them.

For their exclamation, Yu Lianzhou didn't care at all, and stepped forward, "In the first game, Ma Yue vs. Lu Ping. ”

The two jumped into the ring, hugged their fists and saluted, and showed off their weapons, Ma Yue used a knife, and Lu Ping used a sword.

The two were slightly opposed, and then shot almost at the same time, but when they saw Ma Yue plucking onions on dry land, they immediately fell into the sky and slashed down, the momentum was really wide open, and it seemed that nothing could stand in his way, and everything would be shattered by his own knife.

In the face of Ma Yueli's knife to split Huashan, of course Lu Ping did not dare to fight hard by himself, after all, in addition to the heavy sword, the sword is generally light and agile, and the sword and knife are used to fight hard, and the wise man does not do it.

But seeing Lu Ping's footsteps slipping, he gave way sideways, and then the hand holding the sword shook, and the sword light flashed, stabbing directly at the Shenmen acupoint of Ma Yue's wrist, this is not anything else, it is the 'Thirteen Swords of the Shenmen'.

Ma Yue knew that if he was stabbed, then he would no longer be able to exert any strength in his palm. However, he did not panic, and with one hand, he slashed out a big knife horizontally, only listening to the 'sonor'. There was a bang, and the swords collided, and there was a burst of sparks.

The sword was divided with a touch, and Ma Yue used a force on his legs, rubbed his body again, turned into a cloud of green smoke, and slashed at Lu Ping several times one after another!

The sound of "boom" exploded several times, and then looked at the field, although Lu Ping was split back again and again by Ma Yue, but his footsteps were not chaotic, and the swordsmanship in his hand was also quite orderly, as if a cloud of white clouds shrouded Lu Ping, and Ma Yue's attacks were all useless. (To be continued......)