Chapter 10

He was very jealous of Zhuo Zhuo Yihang's reward in his heart.

That was Great Grandmaster Perfection, a realm that any martial artist longed to pursue.

He had no confidence at all that he could reach the Great Grandmaster realm.

"If I get Zhuo Zhuo Yihang's reward and become a Great Grandmaster, will Junior Sister Zhou Zhiruo choose me?"

This thought was born in Song Song Qingshu's heart.

And it was out of control!

He had already thought about what to do next!

Grandmaster also just said that he would personally teach him and Zhuo Zhuo Yihang next.

Wouldn't there be more opportunities then?

Song Song Qingshu began to perfect his plan in his mind.

……

Mount Mount Wudang, on the other side, Zhuo Zhuo Yihang was stunned when he saw himself on the list.

It wasn't until a sword that was half black and half white appeared in his hand that he came back to his senses and confirmed that he had really made the Heaven's Pride List.

"Zhuo Yihang, you didn't let your Master down!"

Zhuo Zhuo Yihang's master, True Person Ziyang, said excitedly.

"Master, I... this..."

Zhuo Zhuo Yihang was still a bit at a loss for what to do for a moment.

True Person Ziyang said, "This is your reward, it is yours; cultivate well in the future and don't disgrace the reputation of Mount Mount Wudang!"

"Disciple obeys!"

Just then, Song Song Yuanqiao walked over.

"Greetings, Senior Brother Song!"

"Greetings, Senior Uncle Song!"

Song Song Yuanqiao smiled and said, "Junior Brother Ziyang, Nephew Zhuo Yihang, no need for formalities."

"I came here to convey what Grandmaster said."

"Grandmaster said that he will personally teach Zhuo Yihang and Song Qingshu in the future, and specifically instructed me to come and tell you!"

True Person Ziyang was surprised to hear this and asked, "Is what Senior Brother said true?"

Immediately after, he realized he had said the wrong thing and immediately said, "Senior Brother, please forgive me, Junior Brother was just too excited!"

Song Song Yuanqiao waved his hand and said, "Junior Brother Ziyang, no need to be like this; you and I are brothers, no need to be so formal."

"Nephew Zhuo Yihang, remember, go to the True Martial Hall tomorrow to accept your Grandmaster's teachings."

After speaking, Song Song Yuanqiao got up and left.

True Person Ziyang and his disciple Zhuo Zhuo Yihang communicated excitedly.

……

At the same time, on the Huashan Sword Sect side.

Linghu Chong and Lin Lin Pingzhi had already been expelled from the Huashan Sword Sect by Yao Yue Buqun.

The two said goodbye at the mountain gate and separated, then went down the mountain from different directions.

A black shadow saw this, hesitated for a moment, and chased after Lin Lin Pingzhi.

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After the black shadow disappeared, Feng Feng Qingyang appeared in front of the Huashan Sword Sect mountain gate.

At the position where the kingly black shadow disappeared, Feng Feng Qingyang let out a long sigh and shook his head helplessly.

"The dignified Sect Master of the Huashan Sword Sect, a Grandmaster-level expert, actually expelled excellent disciples under his sect for his own selfish interests."

"Now he is even going to use insidious means to snatch the techniques in the hands of his disciples."

"The Huashan Sword Sect is really getting worse and worse."

"This old man is truly heartbroken!"

Feng Feng Qingyang said what was in his heart.

His words were full of disdain for Yao Yue Buqun.

With the Huashan Sword Sect in the hands of such a person, how could it revitalize the glory of the past?

"Forget it, forget it!"

"This old man is no longer a person of the Huashan Sword Sect."

"As long as Chong'er is safe, this old man can be considered to have lived up to the Huashan Sword Sect!"

After speaking, Feng Feng Qingyang chased after Linghu Chong's direction.

He had to ensure that Linghu Chong could leave the Huashan Sword Sect safely.

On the other side, just as Lin Lin Pingzhi walked into the woods halfway up the mountain, a hidden weapon flew toward him.

"Whoosh..."

The hidden weapon came breaking through the wind.

Lin Lin Pingzhi drew the long sword in his hand and blocked the hidden weapon.

"Who?"

"Come out!"

Lin Lin Pingzhi looked around vigilantly.

Immediately after, the man in black, who was Yao Yue Buqun in disguise, walked out holding a long sword.

"Hand over the Bixie Sword Art and the Epiphany Pill, and I can give you a quick death, otherwise I will definitely make you wish you were dead!"

Yao Yue Buqun deliberately lowered his voice.

He didn't want to expose his identity, otherwise his reputation as the Gentleman Sword would be exposed.

When he came, Yao Yue Buqun had already made detailed plans and arrangements.

Do not expose his figure, do not reveal the martial arts of the Huashan Sword Sect.

He was a Grandmaster mid-stage martial artist, and Lin Lin Pingzhi was only Xiantian late-stage; even without using the Huashan Sword Sect's martial arts he was proficient in, Yao Yue Buqun was confident he could kill Lin Lin Pingzhi.

"Who are you?"

Lin Lin Pingzhi put his hand on his sword and asked with a very sharp voice.

"Stop talking nonsense, take this!"

Yao Yue Buqun lost his patience; he didn't have time to talk to Lin Lin Pingzhi and had to finish the battle quickly.

Yao Yue Buqun understood the principle that delay leads to changes.

The long sword slashed fiercely, and a sword qi shot out directly, piercing through leaves one by one.

Lin Lin Pingzhi didn't dare to be careless and used the Bixie Sword Art directly.

The long sword in his hand shook rapidly like a dancing silver snake, blocked the sword qi, and stabbed directly at Yao Yue Buqun.

Seeing this, Yao Yue Buqun was shocked!

He didn't expect the Bixie Sword Art to be so powerful.

It could allow a Xiantian late-stage martial artist to block the full-force strike of a Grandmaster mid-stage martial artist and make a counterattack.

Thinking of this, Yao Yue Buqun's desire to seize the Bixie Sword Art became even stronger.

"With the Bixie Sword Art, I will definitely be able to defeat Zuo Zuo Lengchan!"

Yao Yue Buqun's mind was filled with this thought.

The two soon fought together.

Every move and style was full of danger.

Neither would stop until the other was dead!

Leaves drifted down from the trees, and before they hit the ground, they were shredded by the crisscrossing sword qi.

"Die!"

Yao Yue Buqun saw the opportunity and stabbed Lin Lin Pingzhi in the shoulder with his sword.

Lin Lin Pingzhi also seized the opportunity and slashed over with his sword.

Yao Yue Buqun hurriedly dodged, but the mask on his face was slashed off.