Song Qingshu was overjoyed, and his eyes burned with excitement.
Among the Wudang disciples of this generation, he was already one of the best. Almost no other disciples could compete with him. That kind of sparring was boring and meaningless.
Therefore, after learning that Chen Yang was Fahai, he had always wanted to spar.
It was a spar between experts!
Chen Yang's thoughts were no different from Song Qingshu's.
After successfully breaking through to the middle stage of the Connate realm, he had always been eager to show off his strength.
He wanted to see how strong he was now.
This way, he could also make an evaluation of his future travels in the martial world.
After all, he had not even become a grandmaster yet. There was always someone better. There was still a gap between him and those old monsters in the martial arts world.
The two of them came to an empty space.
Excited, Song Qingshu drew out his three-foot-long blade and said,""Since this is a spar, I hope that little master will not show mercy. Let me see little master's strength.”
"Of course, I also hope that Almsgiver Song will not be modest to me.”
The two of them exchanged pleasantries.
In fact, they were filled with pride.
Song Qingshu was full of confidence, not believing that he would lose at all.
He believed that he had broken through to the Connate Realm a long time ago, and his realm was already solid. Moreover, he had the Wudang Swordsmanship, so he thought that it was only possible that Chen Yang could not withstand his vigorous swordsmanship.
Moreover, he was ranked 90th on the Azure Dragon List, which was ten places away from the top 100!
Although he was only ranked 90th, the top 100 on the Azure Dragon List were all geniuses with extraordinary talent. It was extremely difficult to climb up a rank.
One could imagine the difference of ten rankings.
However, what Song Qingshu did not know was that this was only Chen Yang's ranking after he had enlightened Yun Zhonghe. The people from the Blood Demon Sect were not included.
Of course, Chen Yang didn't tell him the cultivation states of the people from the Blood Demon Sect.
If he told Song Qingshu that he had edified a grandmaster realm blood demon on his way here, he would be able to escape.
If that was the case, Song Qingshu probably wouldn't have the guts to mention this sparring match.
Chen Yang stood upright on the empty ground. He waved his hand and grabbed the nine-ringed monk staff.
The nine golden rings on the nine-ringed monk staff trembled as he placed the staff on the ground, letting out a low, pitying cry that echoed in the temple.
Compared to Song Qingshu's confidence, Chen Yang was more worried about how much of his strength Song Qingshu could withstand.
He didn't want Song Qingshu to die before he had a good fight.
That would be too boring.
After all, this was a spar, and it was on someone else's mountain. He had to be careful. He couldn't use his full strength recklessly for the sake of pleasure.
If he really killed Song Qingshu, Song Yuanqiao and Zhang Sanfeng would definitely not let him off.
"Little Master, be careful!"
Song Qingshu reminded, then pointed his three-foot-long blade at the sky.
"Wudang Swordsmanship!"
Song Qingshu shouted, and the Qi in his body surged. Sword Qi soared into the sky and scattered in all directions.
The dense sword intent caused the surrounding air to freeze slightly, and the atmosphere suddenly became tense.
Song Qingshu's entire body was filled with sword qi, and he was in high spirits.
"Little master, take the next sword qi!”
He suddenly shouted, and all the sword qi in his body gathered on the blade.
The three-foot-long blade suddenly slashed out, and the majestic Sword Qi condensed into a huge sword. It shot out like an arrow and attacked Chen Yang.
Song Qingshu looked at Chen Yang with confidence. He was extremely confident in the power of his Sword Qi.
He could even force back a late-stage Connate expert!
A powerful sword aura assaulted his face, and Chen Yang's feet slowly spread outwards.
He forcefully shattered the sword qi with his body!
Then, Chen Yang looked at the incoming sword energy without changing his expression.
This was the highlight.
Although this sword qi looked quite imposing, its power was not small either.
However, Chen Yang smiled in his heart.
Just this?
"Ha!"
Chen Yang shouted.
The nine-ringed monk staff in his hand suddenly shook, and his entire person soared into the sky!
Seeing this, the corners of Song Qingshu's mouth curled up slightly. You don't dare to take my sword qi head-on?
In reality, this was not the case.
While he was panting, Chen Yang did not dodge. Instead, he raised his nine-ringed staff and faced the sword Qi head-on!
"Boom!"
The sword Qi collided with the nine-ringed monk staff, producing a dull sound.
In just an instant, the sword Qi was shattered by the nine-ringed monk staff!
" What?!"
Song Qingshu was shocked beyond words.
A single collision had dissolved the Sword Qi that he was so proud of?
Song Qingshu found it hard to believe. This little monk and nun was actually so powerful?
This…shouldn't be the strength of the 100th on the Azure Dragon List, right?
The next moment, Chen Yang's voice exploded like thunder.
"Almsgiver Song, it's my turn.”
Chen Yang shouted. He clenched his fists, and his Inner Qi burned fiercely.
"Demon Subduing Divine Fist!"
Chen Yang shouted and threw a punch at Song Qingshu.
It was the fist technique manual he had obtained in the village a few days ago.
Chen Yang's entire body was glowing with golden light, as if he was a demon-subduing arhat.
The pressure emitted from his body instantly shattered all the chaotic sword qi in the arena!
What terrifying power!
Song Qingshu was almost suffocated by the pressure. His eyes widened in shock.
He felt that things were not good.
He subconsciously wanted to dodge, but it was too late.
"Boom!"
One punch!
The sound of the collision was like the explosion of spring thunder!
Song Qingshu was sent flying by the punch!
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