Yue Buqun looked at the eyes of the three from the Sword Sect and knew what they were thinking. He mercilessly extinguished their hopes and reminded them: "Martial Uncle Feng said that if you don't give up on the sword qi, you can't return to Mount Hua.”
The three from Sword Sect were stunned. Cheng Buyou said anxiously,""Nonsense, why would Martial Uncle Feng say that?”
"Senior Brother Cheng, the current Mount Hua can't withstand another battle of sword qi."”
These words made the three of them fall silent. They slowly sat back in their chairs and pondered.
After a long time, Feng Buping raised his head and said firmly,""Since Junior Martial Brother Yue is so magnanimous, you don't have to think that the three of us are vulgar. You are willing to accept us again. The three of us are willing to return to Mount Hua.”
At this moment, Feng Buping had only been practicing martial arts for the past six years. He had not been instigated by the Mount Song Sect and did not have many delusions about the Mount Hua Sect Master. His desire to return to Mount Hua was still strong.
Moreover, the current Huashan Sect was not the Huashan Sect in the original novel. There were only a few cats and dogs. Their strength was extremely weak and people looked down on them. They hated iron for not being able to live up to its expectations. They would naturally covet it and want to replace it.
Feng Buping also wanted to revive the reputation of Mount Hua, but he knew that he could not surpass Yue Buqun. Under such a bad situation, he pulled Mount Hua to grow. In just ten years, he dominated Shaanxi again, allowing Mount Hua to stand tall in the Jianghu. Therefore, he gave up the idea of competing with Yue Buqun.
Most importantly, since Martial Uncle Feng lived on Mount Hua, he had obviously acknowledged Yue Buqun as the Sect Master of Mount Hua. Feng Buping did not think that he could change Martial Uncle Feng's will.
Cheng Buyou didn't think so much and thought that Sword Sect still had a chance. He said anxiously,""Senior Brother…"
Feng Buping stretched out his hand to stop him and said sincerely,""Junior Brother, since Martial Uncle Feng is still on Mount Hua, I will return to serve him. Don't mention the past again. Whether you return or not is up to you.”
Cheng Buyou and Cong Buqi looked at each other. They had grown up with Feng Buping for more than twenty years. They knew that Feng Buping had made up his mind and could not change it. They could only say,"Since Senior Brother has returned to Mount Hua, Junior Brother will definitely follow along and serve Uncle-Master together.”
However, he was still indignant that Feng Buping did not accept the position of sect leader.
Yue Buqun was overjoyed. As long as the three people could return to Mount Hua, things would be easy. Slowly planning, they could always make the three people work for Mount Hua.
" That's good," Feng Buping said happily." Martial Uncle Feng will definitely be happier if we return to the mountain together."”
"Little Light, go and tell your master's wife to pack up. We're going back to Mount Hua."”A slender youth behind him responded and turned to leave.
Yue Buqun quickly said," Senior Brother Feng, there's no hurry. It's already late and it's not safe to travel at night. Why don't we leave tomorrow morning? Besides, Junior Brother came to Senior Brother Feng's house and went back hungry. This is not how Senior Brother Feng treats his guests."”
Feng Buping slapped his head and laughed."Shidi is right. We'll leave tomorrow. Quick, go kill a chicken or a duck and fish a few more fish.”
The atmosphere in the main hall became relaxed. The disciples also relaxed their vigilance and went to prepare with a smile.
Feng Buping asked Yue Buqun to sit down again, and asked about the situation of Huashan in detail. He heard that Huashan now had sufficient money, and all the factions in Shaanxi were obedient.
He also heard Yue Buqun say that in the near future, the martial world would rise again, and the Sun Moon Sect would make a comeback. The three from Sword Sect could not help but feel their hearts tighten. They were worried for the future of the Huashan Sect!
Yue Buqun explained in detail, and described the martial arts characteristics of each of the two sects in detail. When the three people heard Ren Woxing's Star Sucking Grand Magic, they were also shocked. There was actually such a demonic skill in the world. Once they encountered it, they had to be extremely careful.
Feng Buping said excitedly," I haven't seen you in six years. You are known for your Virtuous Smile. I didn't expect you to be so skilled. Now that you have time, why don't we spar?"”
Cheng Cong and Yue Buqun heard that Yue Buqun had fought many battles in the martial arts world. His martial arts skills should be higher than theirs, but they didn't know if it was higher than Senior Brother Feng. Seeing that the two wanted to spar, they naturally agreed. They ordered their disciples to take their swords and went out to the sunning field together.
Yue Buqun looked at the three of them from their expressions and auras. Feng Buping should have entered the first-class realm for several years, and his martial arts should not be weak. Cheng Buyou had just entered the first-class realm and had not yet stabilized. He was about the same as Xiao Fan's junior brother. Cong Buqi was at the peak of the second-class realm, not far from the first-class realm. He wanted to suppress his aura, so he happily went.
Feng Buping and Yue Buqun stood in the middle of the grain-sunning field with swords in their hands. The villagers had already finished their work and returned to the village. Seeing the two of them fighting, they surrounded them to watch the show.
The young men were even more excited. It was rare to see Uncle Feng fight. They wondered who this young man was to actually be able to fight Uncle Feng.
Cong Buqi and Situ Jiannan from Huashan Sect's Jianghu News Department, who were brought by Yue Buqun, followed behind. They asked Situ Jiannan,""Brat, do you think Senior Brother Feng or Senior Brother Yue's martial arts are better?”
When Situ Jiannan heard that Feng Buping and the other two wanted to fight for the position of Huashan Sect Master, although he had already spoken openly, he still didn't like the three of them. He said lightly,"Although the sect leader is young, he is talented and is one of the few masters in the Jianghu. He is not inferior to the sect leader of Shaolin and Wudang.”
In other words, how could Feng Buping, a nameless person, compare to the sect leader?
Cong Buqi glared at him and said," Xiao Dao brat, that's not necessarily true. Senior Brother Feng's martial arts were already higher than Senior Brother Yue's when he left Huashan Sect six years ago. He must be higher than him now."”Situ Jiannan shook his head confidently and smiled. He didn't answer and just looked at the two people in the arena.
Yue Buqun and Feng both displayed the Green Pine Greeting Sword Style. Yue Buqun knew that Feng Buping had not acknowledged his position as the sect leader yet. He was confident in his age and would not attack first. The Noble Sword in his hand shook and an ancient wood was used. The tip of the sword moved unsteadily, covering the seven major acupoints on Feng Buping's chest.
Feng Buping's Phoenix Comes, surrounded Yue Buqun's sword aura. Sword light shot out, and in the blink of an eye, it sliced towards Yue Buqun's wrist. The speed of the sword aura fully displayed the charm of the Sword Sect.
Yue Buqun's wrist turned lightly, and he pushed aside the sword. Shua shua, he stabbed out four times, but it was an iron needle sword style move.
Feng Buping saw that Yue Buqun's sword momentum was sharp and not inferior to his own. It was rare to meet an opponent. With a low shout, the sword momentum changed, and the Huashan Sword Sect used all kinds of sword techniques. The sword light was crisscrossed and abnormally sharp. In an instant, it surrounded Yue Buqun and attacked him hundreds of times.
Yue Buqun's feet were steady. His left hand was hanging down lightly, and the Noble Sword in his right hand had turned into hundreds of sharp swords. He only used the Huashan Sword Style and the Iron Needle Sword Style to defend the five feet in front of him. The sound of clanging rang continuously as he took hundreds of swords from Feng Buping in one breath.
The surrounding people had never seen such a sword technique before. Under their excitement, they shouted loudly. Such a sword technique was like the legendary sword immortal.
The farmers in the mountains had little knowledge and could only imagine the pinnacle of swordsmanship. It was like this in the arena, with sword light rolling and jumping up and down.
Situ Jiannan and the other two didn't want Feng Buping to have such a high level of martial arts. Their expressions slowly became serious. Of course, it was impossible for the sect leader to lose. Didn't they see that the sect leader was only using basic sword techniques?
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