"Hahaha…"
Bian Bufu's words, which seemed fierce but were actually weak, made Zhao Changsheng burst out laughing mockingly.
"Uncle-Master Bian, aren't you becoming more and more muddle-headed? We are the Demon Sect! "Deceiving our masters and destroying our ancestors, isn't this our demonic sect's specialty? I'm just passing on and carrying forward the fine traditions of our demonic sect.”
As soon as Zhao Changsheng finished speaking, the surrounding warriors were stunned for a moment before bursting into laughter.
Although the righteous sects always used all kinds of methods to belittle and slander the demonic sects. However, it was undeniable that although the Demon Sect did have bad habits and evil deeds. However, in some aspects, he was not as crazy as the rumors said.
Especially when it came to respecting teachers, the Demon Sect itself also advocated it.
The reason why everyone was laughing was because Bian Buzhou's reputation was too bad. Besides, Zhao Changsheng had no status or reputation in the evil cult.
The martial arts seniors of the Great Sui Dynasty were not stingy with showing a trace of kindness to a powerful and talented rising star, even if the other party came from a demonic sect.
Besides the warriors of the Great Sui, the masters of other countries would not provoke a master with a bright future.
Zhao Changsheng was able to deal with Bian Buduan's tricks with ease. He was able to take Bian Buduan's life in an instant, but he had spared his life time and again.
He could tell that Zhao Changsheng was a young genius who could defeat the old demon.
That's right!
In the hearts of all the warriors present, Zhao Changsheng deserved the title of genius.
Not everyone was qualified to have the strength of a master at the late stage of the Grandmaster Realm before the age of twenty.
Even though Zhao Changsheng had already gone easy on him. But how many experts were there? Those martial arts seniors were confident that their judgment would not be wrong.
"Second brother!" A young girl who looked to be about the same age as Bai Qing 'er and had some baby fat on her pretty face moved closer to the ear of a scholarly man beside her and said,"Is this Zhao Changsheng really from the Demon Sect? It doesn't look like it!"
"Yuzhi, don't have any good thoughts about this guy just because he looks harmless. The Demon Sect had always been good at disguising themselves. Zhao Changsheng was a master in the Upper Grandmaster Realm, but there was no news about him in Jianghu. It was obvious that he was the Yin Weed Sect's trump card. Don't underestimate him!" The scholarly man reminded his sister with a solemn expression.
"Of course I know." "What a pity," Song Yuzhi said regretfully. He was so handsome, but he just had to be from the Demon Sect!!”
Song Shidao's lips twitched. He knew that his sister was still young and was still in her prime.
However, as the second daughter of the Song family in the Great Sui Dynasty, Song Yuzhi was so innocent and naive. It was obviously not right.
"Yuzhi, what do you think of Zhao Changsheng's saber technique?" Song Shidao asked after a moment of silence.”
"Saber techniques?" Song Yuzhi was slightly stunned. After recalling for a moment, her brows were filled with curiosity as she asked,"It seems very powerful. Every slash was accompanied by lightning. It's…it's like…"
"How many variations does his saber technique have?”Song Shidao couldn't be bothered to listen to his sister's comments about her appearance.
The visual effect of the Nine Purple Thunder Strikes was indeed amazing. However, compared to the exaggerated thunder and lightning, Song Shidao, as the son of Song Que, was more concerned about the meaning and mystery of this bladesmanship.
Seeing his sister's confused expression, Song Shidao sighed and said in a serious tone,""Let me tell you, from the beginning to the end, Zhao Changsheng only used one move!!”
"One move?" "Impossible," Song Yuzhi flatly denied."He clearly slashed several times just now.”
"Your brother is right!" A cold voice suddenly interrupted the conversation between the Song siblings.
Looking in the direction of the voice, the speaker was a silver-haired girl wearing a long green dress. She was expressionless and held a longsword that looked like a horsetail whisk in her hand.
The moment he saw the sword, Song Shidao's eyes narrowed. "Are you the sect master of the Daoist Heaven Sect of the Great Qin Dynasty, Master Xiaomeng?”
Grandmaster Xiaomeng's gaze was cold and indifferent, as if it had no human emotions.
Sweeping his gaze over Song Shidao and Song Yuzhi, he shook his head subtly and nodded."That's right!"
"Song Clan's Song Shidao greets Grandmaster Xiaomeng.”Skilled Master Song quickly tidied his appearance and bowed to Grandmaster Xiaomeng gracefully.
Grandmaster Xiaomeng nodded his head and said,"You're Song Que's son, but you don't seem to be cultivating saber techniques?”
Song Shidao's face was filled with embarrassment. "Teacher Dao, your aptitude is dull. He could not inherit his father's saber technique. I'm really ashamed!"
"That's right. Your aptitude is indeed a little dull.”It was as if Grandmaster Dreamlore didn't know what awkwardness was. His words were simple and straightforward, and he did not know what courtesy was.
"Hey!" When Song Yuzhi saw her second brother being belittled like this, she immediately said unhappily,"You don't look too big. Don't always act like an elder.”
"Yuzhi. Shut up!" Song Shidao's heart tightened. He stopped his sister and reminded her,""Hurry up and apologize to Grandmaster Xiaomeng!”
"Why? I…" Song Yuzhi was a spoiled young lady. How could she bear this grievance?
Seeing that Song Yuzhi was about to lose her temper, Song Shidao said unhappily,"This is Great Master Xiaomeng of the Daoist sect of Great Qin. Even our father has to address her as senior when he sees her!!”
Song Yuzhi looked at the expressionless Great Master Xiaomeng in surprise. She bowed to Great Master Xiaomeng and said,"Song Yuzhi is young and ignorant, please forgive me, Grandmaster Xiaomeng!!”
After dealing with the apology, Song Yuzhi lowered her voice and muttered,"What's so great about it? Isn't it just seniority?”
Since he had already forced his sister to apologize once, Song Shidao couldn't force her anymore.
"Please forgive me, Grandmaster. My sister is ignorant!" she said awkwardly to Grandmaster Xiaomeng.”
"No need!" "She's right about the Great Sui Dynasty," said Master Dreamlore indifferently. Although the Daoist Heaven Sect was indeed very senior. However, with so many countries, Great Sui's Dao Sect had long parted ways with Great Qin!”
Master Xiaomeng suddenly changed the topic and said,"It's just a pity. I thought you were the son of Skyblade Song Que, so I could see some of Skyblade's elegance from you. It seems that if I want to see Skyblade, I have to personally go to the Song Clan of Lingnan!”
" Cough cough…" Song Shidao coughed dryly. In the hearts of the Song Clan disciples, Song Que was like a god. Awe-inspiring and inviolable.
However, Grandmaster Xiaomeng had a special status. Even though Song Shidao was Song Que's only son, he didn't dare to refute her words.
Song Shidao could only skip this topic.
"What do you think of Zhao Changsheng's saber technique, Master Xiaomeng?”
"Incredible!”At this moment, a faint trace of emotion finally flashed across Master Xiaomeng's eyes.
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