Yue Buqun: I'm already cultivating immortality, why do I still want to be the leader?

Chapter 337

Huashan and Wudang.

Both now and in the future, they are full of talents.

But the gap in strength between the two factions.

It started to widen from Feng Qingyang's generation.

The peak came with Yue Buqun's generation, and the gap between the third generation will probably be exaggerated.

Not to mention A Fei and Linghu Chong.

Yu Cha, who is relatively old, may not be able to beat Weng Shaocong, the guardian of Huashan.

And Mu Daotong, who is relatively young but has the best talent in Wudang, may not be better than Gui Hai Yidao.

It is said that there are also little-known peerless geniuses hidden in Huashan.

This makes the two even more incomparable.

No wonder Hu Bugui is worried that the arrival of Wu Tianjiao will break his heart.

"Don't worry."

"A Fei is too proud to bully his peers."

Feng Buping comforted: "As for my eldest disciple, he likes to drink. You can just go and drink with him, no need to fight."

Speechless.

Hu Bugui didn't know what language to use to respond.

"Do you want to continue?"

Feng Buping invited: "I just had a little inspiration."

"Goodbye."

"Go find Li Xunhuan to sharpen the sword. My tiger's mouth is still numb."

Hu Bugui shook his head immediately.

Feng Buping didn't force it, and began to exchange gains and losses in swordsmanship.

For example, the divine sword slash.

Another example is the heartless slash.

At this time.

Qu Feiyan pulled the corner of Lin Pingzhi's clothes.

"What's wrong?"

Lin Pingzhi, who had just watched in fascination, was very puzzled.

"Nothing."

"Master uncle is so powerful."

Qu Feiyan said: "Uncle Hu has lost his temper."

"Hmph."

"Then let's have a fight."

Hu Hongxue snorted in dissatisfaction.

"Don't hum."

"Brother Hu, your father's swordsmanship is very powerful, but it is indeed a little worse than our master uncle."

Qu Feiyan replied shamelessly: "Our master uncle can escape unscathed from the hands of the grandmaster."

Hu Hongxue was speechless.

He didn't know how much water was hidden in these words.

But I heard from Hu Bugui that Huashan and Feng Buping had indeed encountered the targeting of the grandmaster several times.

Feng Buping is still so fierce.

Perhaps what Qu Feiyan said was true.

Thinking like this.

My father didn't complain about losing.

"Great."

Lin Pingzhi once again saw the sharp tongue of this junior sister.

He couldn't help but give a thumbs up.

"But I still want to compete with you."

Hu Hongxue was stubborn.

Although he accepted the explanation, he just wanted to compete with Lin Pingzhi.

Linghu Chong was too old.

I would definitely not be able to beat him.

But Lin Pingzhi was different.

TheyThe strength of the two men is almost the same.

"No."

Lin Pingzhi shook his head.

"Are you scared?"

Hu Hongxue's eyes were full of provocation.

"No."

"I am three years older than you. It is not glorious to win. Even if it is a draw, I will lose."

Lin Pingzhi was trained well in Huashan. His martial arts and emotional intelligence are not low.

At least he is not as naive as in the initial period of the original book.

Hu Hongxue continued to provoke: "Then if it is a draw, I will lose. Is this okay?"

There are two Hongxue in this world.

Maybe he is not the miserable guy in the original book.

But no matter what, he is the son of Hu Bugui.

The pride hidden in his heart turned into a strong desire to win or lose.

"Forget it, then come on."

"Otherwise, people will think I'm afraid of you."

Lin Pingzhi was straightforward.

He chose the heaviest wooden sword directly.

"Please teach me."

Hu Hongxue was not polite.

He used an iron sword.

An unopened black iron sword without a sharp edge.

"Then you should be careful."

"If you can hold the pillar for thirty breaths, I will lose."

Lin Pingzhi left this arrogant sentence.

There was no room for Hu Hongxue to refuse.

He rushed over directly.

Hunyuan Gong.

Hunyuan Sword Technique.

Not as exquisite as Ah Fei.

Not as spiritual as Linghu Chong.

Not as steady as Liang Fa.

His martial arts have only one characteristic:

Familiar!

Proficient through thousands of trials and tribulations!

Abandoning any cumbersomeness and fancy, he crushed the enemy in a methodical manner.

Hu Hongxue's martial arts not only inherited Hu Bugui's swordsmanship, but also his mother Zi Yue's Rakshasa magic.

It has both the straightforwardness and sharpness of the bamboo sword and the agility and cleverness of Zi Yue. (To read the exciting novels, go to Flylu Novel Network!)

For a while.

It was hard to tell who was better.

"Why are they fighting?"

Linghu Chong saw the rookies pecking at each other and couldn't help but come over.

Qu Feiyan briefly explained what happened just now.

Then he added:

"Brother Lin can't give in any more."

"If he gives in any more, it will not only be his own loss of face, but also that of the master uncle."

Qu Feiyan's words touched Linghu Chong's heart.

It had to be said.

Linghu Chong began to take this boring brother seriously again.

Perhaps it was the age difference.

Or perhaps it was because of his origin and family background.

His relationship with Lu Dayou and Liang Fa was much better than that with Lin Pingzhi.

But now he looked at Lin Pingzhi with a little more appreciation and recognition. []

"Win."

After a few moves.

Linghu Chong turned his head.

Without waiting for Qu Feiyan to ask further questions.

Lin Pingzhi suddenly increased his strength.=|

The difference in physical strength and power made Lin Pingzhi shake Hu Hongxue away.

The edgeless black iron sword in his hand fell directly to the ground.

"Nineteen breaths."

"You are amazing..."

Lin Pingzhi praised: "It has been more than five years since I entered the mountain gate, and I have only practiced this set of swordsmanship from beginning to end."

Hu Hongxue was silent.

He was in a bad mood.

He knew that he could not beat Ah Fei, Linghu Chong and others.

But he felt that he had good talent and it was not a problem to deal with Lin Pingzhi, Qu Feiyan and others.

He didn't take Yi Lin, Tao Jun, Ying Bailuo, Shu Qi and others seriously.

I didn't expect it.

Today, I lost so thoroughly.

On the other side.

Feng Buping asked: "Aren't you going to comfort him?"

"Consoling what?"

Hu Bugui asked back: "Has Hongxue lost less times these days?"

Feng Buping was speechless.

Ever since Hu Hongxue followed Li Manqing up the mountain to exchange ideas.

Hu Hongxue, who had never lost a game, would set a new record of defeats almost every one or two days.

Cheng Buyou interrupted and asked: "Aren't you afraid that he will give up martial arts and pursue literature from now on?"

"If he can't even withstand this little setback."

"Then pursue literature."

Hu Bugui replied shamelessly: "At most... I will go back and work harder, and give birth to a few more..."

Feng Buping gave a thumbs up.

"So you are also a fellow traveler."

Cheng Buyou was overjoyed.

Immediately called Cong Buqi and began to exchange experiences in this area in depth.

It's basically just bragging about how awesome they are.

After all, every man doesn't want to lose momentum in this regard.

So.

They laughed ambiguously from time to time.

Ding Baiyun, Ziyue, Yuhu and other women were so stimulated that they pretended not to know them.

They took the children and quickly distanced themselves from them.

"You won't participate?"

Seeing this, Bai Feifei secretly tapped Yue Buqun's waist and asked, "You are 4.5 in this regard, which is absolutely a well-deserved authority. You are more than qualified to be their master."

Lin Shiyin beside him rolled her eyes.

But at the same time, she was powerless to deny it.

"Come in?"

"No, no, no..."

Yue Buqun shook his head decisively: "I like to do it directly, I don't want to waste time."

"How about..."

"Shall we practice now?"

Yue Buqun made a direct invitation.

Lin Shiyin turned around and left.

Bai Feifei also wanted to run away.

But Yue Buqun grabbed her hand with a skilled grasp.

"Ah..."