Wuxia: Wudang Mountain, Sword Emperor of Xie Clan
10 Zhuo Yihang and Priest Zi Yang

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Another two days passed.

On this day, Xie Junlin was speechless when he saw the old man and the young man outside the door.

"Martial Uncle Zi Yang, it's fine if Junior Brother Zhuo Yihang is insensible, but are you going to play along with him?”

"Little Xie, how can a challenge from the same sect be considered nonsense?”

"Besides, with me here, are you afraid of hurting my disciple?”

Outside the door, the thin Taoist Master Zi Yang stroked his beard gently as if he was watching a good show.

He had been traveling outside a few days ago and had just returned to Wudang.

Ever since he returned, he heard that Xie Junlin had started practicing martial arts.

Priest Zi Yang, Priest Mu, and Priest Chong Xu were the three great grandmasters of Wudang Sect.

Song Yuanqiao naturally didn't dare to lie to him with the lie of cultivating for a month.

Therefore, Priest Zi Yang found out that Xie Junlin had only practiced martial arts for a week.

Correspondingly, Priest Zi Yang's future disciple, Zhuo Yi Hang, also knew about it.

His Dao heart was unstable, alright?

It was a completely different concept to practice martial arts for a month or a week to reach such a realm.

Xie Junlin had left a deep impression on Zhuo Yihang that day, and it had gradually become his inner demon.

Therefore, in order to get rid of his inner demons, Zhuo Yihang officially became Daoist Priest Zi Yang's disciple.

He also made a request to Daoist Priest Zi Yang.

That was the battle with Xie Junlin.

Regardless of whether he won or lost, he would devote himself to cultivating with Daoist Priest Zi Yang.

As for why he didn't wait until the selection of Shaolin Temple candidates to fight?

It was really urgent to alleviate the inner demons.

"Alright, I hope Junior Brother Zhuo can give me some pointers.”

As a grandmaster, Daoist Priest Zi Yang still had to give him some face.

Seeing that he couldn't refuse, Xie Junlin agreed.

On the other hand, Daoist Priest Zi Yang had a strange expression on his face because he had 'accidentally' probed Xie Junlin's body.

"Didn't Song Yuanqiao say that he had only opened forty acupoints?”

"It's only been a little over a week. How did it double?”

For some reason, Daoist Priest Zi Yang felt that his new disciple might be in trouble today.

Xie Junlin and Zhuo Yihang stood outside the room.

Daoist Priest Zi Yang stood at the side as the referee and also to prevent the two from getting injured.

Zhuo Yi Hang held the True Martial Sword in his hand. His eyes were sharp, and his expression was serious.

As for Xie Junlin, he only stood with his back straight and looked a little relaxed.

"Junior Brother Zhuo, I haven't gone to collect the True Martial Sword.”

"Today, I will use this branch as a sword to compete with you.”

Xie Junlin lowered his head and picked up a tree branch. He held it with one hand and faced Zhuo Yihang.

"Are you looking down on me?"

"I'm the number one inner disciple after all.”

Zhuo Yihang didn't sense the aura on Xie Junlin's body that was much stronger than a week ago.

He was shocked by Xie Junlin's talent and had lost his judgment of Xie Junlin to a certain extent.

Zhuo Yi Hang's internal force was pulsing, and the True Martial Sword in his hand immediately emitted a cold light.

Several sword lights headed straight for Xie Junlin.

"Another Soft Sword? You guys are really biased towards this sword technique.”

"It's a pity that your soft sword technique isn't as ingenious as Song Qingshu's.”

Xie Junlin shook his head gently and shook the branch in his hand.

The broken leaves fell down, and with their internal strength, they were like blades that collided with the whistling sword light.

Bang!

The sword qi leaf and the white sword light cut each other in an instant.

The leaf turned into powder, and the white sword light disappeared.

"How is that possible?"

Zhuo Yi Hang couldn't believe it.

His sword qi was actually inferior to the few leaves that Xie Junlin casually threw out.

This was far greater than he had thought.

"Junior Brother Zhuo, don't walk into a dead end.”

"You wanted to defeat me, so you used the strongest internal strength to strengthen the sword qi and shoot out sword light.”

"But you forgot. The Twisting Finger Technique did not emphasize toughness, but flexibility.”

"Using a flexible sword technique with fierce internal strength is a big flaw in itself. How can it block my sword qi leaf?”

A smile appeared on Perfected Zi Yang's face.

He had frowned when Zhuo Yi Hang made his move.

Obviously, he had also discovered the problem with Zhuo Yi Hang's attack.

He had wanted to remind Zhuo Yihang after the incident, but he hadn't expected Xie Junlin to make things clear to Zhuo Yihang.

"This Xie brat is such a good person. It's no wonder that he didn't know any martial arts at all back then. The second-generation elders of Wudang Sect have always treated him like a treasure.”

After listening to Xie Junlin's words, Zhuo Yihang finally realized what a basic mistake he had made.

Xie Junlin had used a tree branch to fight him. It turned out that he was not looking down on him at all. It was because he could really use a tree branch to emit such a sharp sword qi.

When the gap was too big, one would often lose the determination to catch up.

For a moment, Zhuo Yi Hang felt that his obsession had lessened.

If he knew what Zhuo Yihang was thinking, Xie Junlin would not know whether to laugh or cry.

He had been busy cultivating these few days and really did not have time to pick up the sword.

Moreover, Xie Junlin was good at and liked to release sword qi with his fingers. Unless it was a divine weapon, he was not interested in ordinary long swords.

"Do you still want to continue?"

"Actually, I can see that your Soft Sword is only at the initial stage. I don't think you relied on it to obtain first place among the inner disciples.”

Hearing Xie Junlin's words, Zhuo Yihang's eyes gradually cleared up.

After fighting with Xie Junlin, he truly felt Xie Junlin's strength.

Putting everything else aside, the internal energy that Xie Junlin used just now was just right.

If Xie Junlin had used a little more strength, the leaf might have pierced through his sword light.

And Xie Junlin was right. He was best at a second-rate sword technique called the Dual Polarity Sword Technique, which had already reached the realm of true intent.

However, after he became an inner disciple, his Greed first-class sword technique became more powerful.

That was why he chose the Soft Sword.

The Dual Polarity Sword Technique was firm and fierce, while the Soft Sword Technique was flexible.

It seemed that he had gone astray from the beginning.

"Senior Brother, please teach me the last sword move.”

Zhuo Yihang still wanted to work harder, so he cupped his fists at Xie Junlin.

"Alright," said Xie Junlin with a smile.

"But this time, I'm going to draw my sword.”

Even if it was to teach him, being beaten up passively was never Xie Junlin's choice.

On the other side, Zhuo Yi Hang took a deep breath and straightened his sword.

The two fingers on his left hand turned into sword fingers and gently touched the True Martial Sword.

Instantly, an unusually fierce and sharp aura flowed out.

Then, endless white sword Qi revolved around Zhuo Yi Hang's body.

In an instant, a pillar of air suddenly appeared around Zhuo Yi Hang's body.

It was actually formed by sword qi.

However, the Qi pillar split into two halves from the tip of Zhuo Yi Hang's sword.

Half was clear, half was turbid, half was white, and half was black.

"This is…the True Meaning level Dual Polarity Sword Art.”

Xie Junlin was finally interested.

Even though Xie Junlin did not cultivate the many sword techniques of Wudang, he had a rough understanding of them.

What Zhuo Yi Hang used was the most top-notch Dual Polarity Sword Technique among the second-rate sword techniques of Wudang Sect.

The Qi Pillar was the most powerful move of the Dual Polarity Sword Technique.

The world is divided into two parts.

When this move was executed, its power would definitely not be inferior to an ordinary first-class martial art.

"However…"

"It's still not enough."

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