The Smiling, Proud Wanderer, becoming a disciple of Yue Buqun

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Judging from their lineup today, these people from Hengshan and Taishan have sided with Songshan, a discovery that made Abbess Dingyi even more uneasy.

What exactly does Zuo Lengchan want to do?

Even when Yue Buqun heard these words, his expression turned ugly, and Ning Zhongze's temper flared up instantly.

"Since you want a best-of-three series, then let's go!"

Ning Zhongze said coldly.

She couldn't stand it; the other person's words were treating her like an easy target.

Upon hearing that Ning Zhongze had indeed been provoked, Ding Mian, Lu Bai, and the others revealed a hint of a smile in their eyes.

"Ok."

Yue Buqun finally spoke.

What is supposed to come will come.

"Since you want a best-of-three series, my Huashan Sect agrees. But let me make this clear: weapons have no eyes, and life and death are preordained. If you die by the sword of my Huashan Sect, don't blame me for not warning you."

Upon hearing Yue Buqun's agreement, Ding Mian smiled, but he remained silent, as it was not the right time for him to speak.

"it is good!"

Cong Buqi shouted loudly, a smile on his face.

The current Huashan Sect is basically a husband-and-wife operation run by Yue Buqun and Ning Zhongze. In their view, apart from these two, there are basically no outstanding talents. As long as they can defeat Ning Zhongze, their position is basically secure.

"Let's go to the training ground."

Seeing Cong Buqi's smug expression, Yue Buqun sneered and then walked towards the training ground.

The rest of the people in the main hall also went out.

Chapter 111: The First Battle

"Who among you Qi Sect members will fight me?"

Martial arts training ground.

Cong Buqi was the first to represent the Sword Sect in the battle.

"Brother Yue, have you decided on the personnel to go into battle?"

Ding Mian said to Yue Buqun.

Yue Buqun glanced at him indifferently and said, "No need for Brother Ding to worry about it."

After saying that, Yue Buqun looked at Jiang Ning.

At this moment, Linghu Chong also arrived. He was furious when he heard that the Songshan Sect was aggressively pressing towards Mount Hua. So when he saw Yue Buqun seemingly choosing a candidate, he stared at Yue Buqun intently, as if trying to make Yue Buqun understand his intentions.

But Yue Buqun's gaze only swept past him briefly before landing on Jiang Ning.

"Ning'er."

Yue Buqun didn't say much, but Jiang Ning understood what he meant, nodded, and stepped out from the crowd.

Upon seeing Jiang Ning walk into the center of the training ground, Cong Buqi looked him up and down, a hint of surprise in his eyes.

He hadn't paid much attention to Jiang Ning when they were in the main hall, but now, judging from the other's aura and some subtle movements, the other was clearly a top-tier expert.

"To have such martial arts skills at such a young age, Yue Buqun must have put a lot of effort into you."

Cong Buqi looked at Jiang Ning and couldn't help but nod, saying, "He is indeed a good prospect. He has reached this level at such a young age despite going down the evil path of Qi Sect."

"Admit defeat, and I will spare your life. Otherwise, you will die by my sword in vain."

Jiang Ning chuckled: "Life and death are predestined. If I am no match for you and die by your hand, it is because my skills are inferior. If you die by my sword, it is your fate."

"What a loud tone."

With a whoosh, Cong Buqi drew his sword and sneered, "If you can kill me, go ahead and try. My sword has killed countless people, so one more won't make a difference."

Zheng~

Jiang Ning drew his sword, looked at Cong Buqi with a cold smile, and pointed the sword diagonally at the ground.

"My sword is not bad either."

"Senior brother."

Ning Zhongze, with her delicate eyebrows, said to Yue Buqun, "I should have been the one to fight in the first round. Although Ning'er's martial arts skills are not weak, Cong Buqi is older than him after all. Ning'er might not be able to defeat him and might die at his hands."

Ning Zhongze's idea was that since it was a best-of-three series, she and Yue Buqun would fight those two matches. If they both won, the Songshan Sect's conspiracy against the Huashan Sect would be exposed.

"Don't worry."

Yue Buqun comforted his wife in a low voice.

"Although Ning'er is young, his internal strength is already comparable to others. We should both have faith in him."

"The martial world is full of bloodshed and turmoil. It blows us, and sooner or later it will blow back on them. Ning'er is a disciple of Huashan. The future of Huashan Sect will eventually fall on his shoulders. He must stand up."

Flowers must endure wind and rain before they can see a rainbow. Only by making Jiang Ning a great contributor to the sect in a matter of life and death can the other disciples respect him.

Although the Songshan Sect brought these Huashan outcasts to attack them, it also gave Yue Buqun an opportunity to pave the way for Jiangning.

Moreover, Yue Buqun was prepared that if Jiang Ning was truly no match for Cong Buqi, he would do everything in his power to rescue Jiang Ning from Cong Buqi's sword.

Ning Zhongze was unaware of Yue Buqun's thoughts; she was only worried about Jiang Ning.

Upon hearing Yue Buqun's words, Ning Zhongze couldn't help but sigh softly.

A cold glint flashed.

Cong Buqi, wielding a long sword, charged toward Jiangning.

when!

A sharp, metallic clang rang out in the arena, causing even the spectators to feel a discomfort in their ears.

It's hard to imagine just how much force the two people clashing in the arena used.

Cong Buqi stared at Jiang Ning, who was close at hand, with murderous intent in his eyes. He cracked his knuckles, trying to drive Jiang Ning back while simultaneously pursuing and killing him in one fell swoop.

To his surprise, his opponent remained completely still and showed no signs of being at a disadvantage.

Jiang Ning looked at him and suddenly smiled.

Cong Buqi immediately sensed something was wrong. The next second, Jiang Ning withdrew his strength, moved to the side, and at the same time, he flipped his wrist, changing the longsword from a vertical slash to a horizontal cut.

Cong Buqi was caught off guard and instinctively leaned forward.

Jiang Ning turned the hilt of his sword, and the longsword spun in mid-air, aiming directly at Cong Buqi's neck.

Cong Buqi's gaze sharpened, and the next second he forcibly stopped his forward-leaning body, squatted down perfectly, and at the same time raised his sword and slashed horizontally, aiming at Jiang Ning's abdomen.

Upon seeing this, Jiang Ning immediately retreated, putting distance between himself and Cong Buqi.

Cong Buqi exerted force with his feet, and in the next second, he burst out with full speed, catching up with Jiang Ning.

when!when!when!

The sharp, piercing sounds of the slashes were as dense as a torrential downpour. Jiang Ning and Cong Buqi's fight was so fast that it was impossible to see clearly. Their longswords danced so fast that only afterimages could be seen, with sword shadows overlapping one after another.

Cong Buqi, as one of the three remaining masters of the Sword Sect, is very strong among first-class masters. He is no less than the Thirteen Protectors of Songshan. He is also very skilled at adapting to situations. Even though he was caught off guard by Jiang Ning's move of withdrawing his hand earlier, he quickly recovered and fought with Jiang Ning again.

But Cong Buqi was even more surprised at this moment. He was already several decades old, and his current strength was the result of decades of hard work. He thought he could kill his opponent in just a dozen rounds, but so far, not only had he not killed his opponent, but his opponent had not even shown any signs of weakness and was evenly matched with him.

Although Jiang Ning hasn't gained any advantage since the start of the game, he's still in the same boat.

Given the slow and painstaking approach of the Qi Sect, it's remarkable that they could produce such a disciple. Even though he only met Jiang Ning once today, he couldn't help but marvel at Jiang Ning's exceptional talent. If he had followed the path of the Sword Sect, his strength would undoubtedly be even greater than it is now.

"what!"

With a loud shout, Cong Buqi swung his longsword, unleashing a burst of sword energy.

Jiang Ning raised an eyebrow upon seeing this, then stepped aside.

Bang!

The sword energy struck the ground not far away, causing a loud explosion that sent debris flying.

Cong Buqi began to lose his composure and was about to use his sword energy.

Swish!Swish!Swish!

Cong Buqi slashed repeatedly with his longsword, unleashing wave after wave of sword energy that headed straight for Jiang Ning's location.

Upon seeing the dense sword energy approaching, Jiang Ning's figure flickered and disappeared from his original spot, appearing three meters in front of Cong Buqi the next second. This extremely fast speed made Cong Buqi's pupils shrink.

Suddenly appearing in front of Cong Buqi, Jiang Ning slashed with his longsword three times in a row. Cong Buqi raised his sword to block, but the recoil from the longsword made his arm go numb.

Such a waste of internal energy will inevitably cause him to pause. Jiang Ning has no need to clash with him using sword energy; he can end the battle by seizing this opportunity.

"it is good!"

Upon witnessing this unexpected attack, Ning Zhongze couldn't help but cheer and applaud even though the outcome was still uncertain.

Jiang Ning's attack was brilliant.

Yue Buqun couldn't help but nod.

Jiang Ning and Cong Buqi are actually of similar strength. So far, the key to their fight is their ability to seize opportunities. Cong Buqi is becoming increasingly impatient as the fight progresses, while Jiang Ning remains incredibly steady. However, once he seizes an opportunity, he shows no mercy.

This made Yue Buqun think of his master.

In the sword qi competition back then, his master used stillness to control movement and clumsiness to overcome skill, defeating more than ten masters from the Sword Sect in succession and turning the tide.

Cong Buqi retreated repeatedly, staggering, and his long sword became difficult to hold. Jiang Ning's attacks were like a storm, giving him no chance to catch his breath.

Cong Buqi roared and used all his strength to repel Jiang Ning's attack, finally catching his breath. But instead of resting, he glared fiercely at Jiang Ning, advancing instead of retreating, and slashed straight down at Jiang Ning's head.

Jiang Ning immediately understood the other party's thoughts upon seeing his action.

This move is the Deadly Three Immortal Swords, one of the Sword Sect's ultimate techniques. The sword move has three forms. The first move is a straight slash like Cong Buqi's. If the opponent dodges to the side, the sword is spun around and slashed horizontally at the waist. If the opponent can still dodge, the sword is leaped up and thrusts back to stab the opponent in the back. Back then, the Sword Sect killed many Qi Sect masters with this move.

Seeing his opponent use this Sword Sect technique again, Jiang Ning did not retreat but advanced, his speed increasing rapidly as the two quickly closed in on each other.

Cong Buqi did not expect that Jiang Ning would not only not dodge this move, but instead lean forward. Even as his opponent, he had to admit that the young man opposite him was very brave, but he did not stop at all.

At this point, it's either him or the other side who dies.

Cong Buqi maintained his strength, even increasing it, and was about to strike Jiang Ning in the next second.

But to his shock, the other side accelerated slightly just as it was about to get close to him, heading straight for his arms.

Bang!

Jiang Ning and Cong Buqi collided head-on. The force of their collision caused Cong Buqi a sharp pain in his chest. His hand was still suspended in mid-air. The two were too close, and his sword could not reach Jiang Ning.

Jiang Ning looked at him with the same cold expression, a slight smile on his lips. The next second, Jiang Ning bent his knee, placed his left hand on Cong Buqi's shoulder, and thrust his knee hard. Cong Buqi felt a sharp pain in his abdomen and couldn't help but bend over, his eyes wide open.

But Jiang Ning didn't stop; he delivered another knee strike while simultaneously releasing his grip.

After being struck twice in succession by the knee, Cong Buqi couldn't help but spit out a mouthful of blood and fall backward.

In that instant, Jiang Ning twisted his wrist and swung his hand horizontally.

A string of blood droplets flew out.

Cong Buqi fell to the ground, his eyes wide open in anger, staring at the sky, his gaze gradually becoming unfocused, his body convulsing.

Blood flowed freely from his neck, staining the ground where he lay red.

Jiang Ning looked at his convulsing body and raised her eyes slightly.

Cong Buqi.

dead!

Chapter 112: The Second Battle

"it is good!"

A loud shout sounded.

Lin Pingzhi stood in the crowd, his face flushed with excitement as he watched the result unfold.