Swords emerge from Mount Hua, sweeping across the heavens from the world of Swordsman.

Ding Chunqiu's face darkened, and he coldly retorted, "Boy, do you think you can just spout off about the old immortal's past?"

He admitted that he was just a man abandoned by Li Qiushui, but it was embarrassing for him to have this exposed by others.

He raised his hand and struck Yue Zhuoqun with a palm.

However, Yue Zhuoqun had no interest in fighting him. He said to A Zhu and A Bi, "This Xingxiu Old Monster is quite strong. He is a good opponent for practice. You two can deal with him. Just be careful of his poison skills."

"Okay~"

The two women responded, their eyes shining brightly.

Sonorous!

Abi drew the Heaven-Slaying Sword from its sheath, its blade gleaming with a chilling light, aiming straight for Ding Chunqiu's palm.

Azhu also leaped out, her hands flying, to coordinate with Abi's attack.

The two women were far inferior to Ding Chunqiu in skill, but by using the sharpness and flawless, unpredictable moves of the Heaven-Slaying Sword, they displayed a fighting prowess that drew attention.

The Flawless Sword Technique, just like its name, is perfect and exquisite.

The unpredictable nature of the universe, with its ability to pull and rebound, makes it even more troublesome.

Having roamed the martial world for so many years, Ding Chunqiu was also somewhat troubled by these two unique skills. He couldn't find a way to break them in a short time and could only rely on his rich combat experience to fight the two women.

The three figures intertwined and soon fought their way into the valley.

The martial arts practitioners who had arrived earlier all looked at them.

"That's the Star Constellation Old Monster, a top expert who has been terrorizing the martial world for decades!"

"Strange, who are these two girls? They're so young, yet they can fight Ding Chunqiu to a standstill?"

Most people could recognize Ding Chunqiu's identity, but they didn't know the origins of Azhu and Abi.

However, there were exceptions, as Murong Fu and his four generals, including Deng Baichuan, were also present.

Since his defeat to Kumārajīva, Murong Fu has been deeply affected and remained silent for several months, even missing the Beggars' Sect gathering in Xingzi Forest.

In the past few months, he has been motivated by shame and worked hard to improve. He has been studying the "shifting stars" in the Canhe Manor and has made considerable progress.

Only then did he regain his confidence and return to the game to participate in the Precious Chess Game.

Seeing Azhu and Abi's behavior, I was deeply hurt.

How come his progress in the Star Shift technique is not as fast as A Zhu and A Bi's improvement in strength?

"Young master, look, Yue Zhuoqun has also arrived, and he's brought Miss Wang with him."

"It seems that Azhu and Abi's improved strength is inseparable from Yue Zhuoqun."

The words of Deng Baichuan and the other three dealt Murong Fu another blow.

He tightened his grip on the sword, then finally relaxed and said coldly, "Azhu and Abi are no longer members of the Canhe Manor. No matter how much their strength increases, it has nothing to do with us."

“No, no, even if Azhu and Abi are no longer relevant, there is still Miss Wang. Does the young master intend to abandon Miss Wang as well?” Bao Butong shook his head and said.

In the hearts of the four of them, Wang Yuyan was already considered to be Murong Fu's fiancée.

"In the face of the great cause of restoring the nation, personal feelings and grudges can all be abandoned!" Murong Fu said through gritted teeth.

Yue Zhuoqun is powerful and has a close relationship with the Tibetan national teacher. Making an enemy of him would be harmful in every way.

If one can let go of hatred and repair the relationship, one might even receive help from the other party.

Thinking of this, he put on a smile, walked over to Yue Zhuoqun, and clasped his hands in a salute: "Brother Yue, it's been a long time."

Yue Zhuoqun raised an eyebrow, glanced at him, and said nothing.

"Cousin, you're here too?"

Wang Yuyan, however, was overjoyed and excitedly stepped forward to tug at Murong Fu's sleeve.

Murong Fu turned slightly to avoid her movement: "Cousin, you are not young anymore. You should understand that men and women should not touch each other."

Wang Yuyan's joyful expression froze on her face, her eyes filled with disappointment and grievance, and she stood there helplessly.

Murong Fu, however, remained oblivious to this and continued to smile at Yue Zhuoqun, saying:

"Last time, I acted rashly and offended Brother Yue and National Preceptor Kumozhi. I have felt endless remorse every time I think about it these past few months."

It's rare to see you again today, so I'd like to take this opportunity to apologize to Brother Yue. I hope you won't take it to heart.

Yue Zhuoqun was surprised to hear this, but not entirely unexpected, as this was indeed something Murong Fu was capable of doing.

"I have thoroughly studied the Murong family's unique martial arts techniques. Do you really think you can be completely indifferent to them?"

"Martial arts are created for people to practice. Brother Yue's martial arts are superb. If you learn the Murong family's martial arts, you will certainly not let them be tarnished."

If I can demonstrate even a fraction of this skill in future battles, my Murong family will also be honored.

Murong Fu was angry, but he pretended to be indifferent.

"To have my brother Yue and the Tibetan national teacher share a few martial arts skills with them would be a wonderful story if word got out."

It's a pity the Imperial Advisor isn't here today and can't apologize in person.

Could you please act as a go-between, Brother Yue, and invite the Imperial Advisor to meet with me?

“I know that your courteous treatment of scholars today is to win over me and Kumārajīva, so that you can help yourself complete the great task of restoring the kingdom.”

Unfortunately, I have absolutely no interest in this.

We're not friends, and I wouldn't stoop to being friends with you.

As for Kumārajīva, you can go and befriend him yourself if you wish.

Yue Zhuoqun sneered, grabbed Wang Yuyan and walked forward, ignoring Murong Fu, whose face had darkened again.

Help him restore his kingdom?

Was it the Han people's country that was restored, or the Xianbei people's country?

Instead of wasting all this effort, why not just conquer the world yourself!

The battle in the arena was coming to an end. Although Azhu and Abi had improved their strength rapidly, there was still a huge gap between them and Ding Chunqiu.

After exchanging dozens of blows, Ding Chunqiu had become familiar with the two women's techniques and seized the opportunity to unleash two powerful palm strikes.

The powerful palm strike stirred up a gale, causing Azhu and Abi to stagger, and the palm strike was about to hit their chests.

Chapter 138 Breaking the situation

Azhu and Abi are both charming and pretty, and they attracted most of the attention in the room as soon as they appeared.

Seeing that they were about to be struck by Ding Chunqiu's palm strike, they all became nervous.

Just then, a purple spiral of energy transformed into a tornado, surging out from more than ten meters away and enveloping the two women, pulling them back in an instant.

The one who made the move was naturally Yue Zhuoqun.

Although he was talking to Murong Fu, his attention never left the two women.

Boom!

Ding Chunqiu's palm strike landed on a rock, shattering it into dust that scattered everywhere.

An expert will know if there is one as soon as he takes action.

His movements were graceful and effortless, making quite a splash among the crowd.

"Who is this person? Pulling people from a distance, what a wonderful technique! It's similar to the Dragon-Capturing Hand technique that the former Beggar Clan used to help Qiao Feng."

"Even Murong Fu treated him with respect just now, so he must have a remarkable background. But how come such a person has never been heard of in the martial arts world!"

Ding Chunqiu's pupils contracted sharply, and his expression turned ugly: "Boy, who exactly are you?"

Although his past with Li Qiushui was not a secret, not many people knew about it.

Not only did this young man know about her, but he also had a close relationship with Li Qiushui's granddaughter, which made a strange guess come to mind.

Could this young man be Li Qiushui's new male concubine?

"Would you believe me if I said I was your senior uncle? Do you want to come over and kowtow three times to your senior uncle?"

"you……"

Ding Chunqiu's face darkened, and he was so angry that he couldn't speak.

Martial Uncle? Could it be that I guessed right?

He was somewhat unsure, so he turned to Su Xinghe, who was sitting on the rock and had not spoken a word, and said:

"Senior brother, this kid is so arrogant, claiming to be our martial uncle. Aren't you going to say anything?"

Su Xinghe remained unperturbed, scrutinizing Yue Zhuoqun's appearance. The more he looked, the more satisfied he became, and a smile appeared on his face.

"This young master said he was our martial uncle, but that was just a joke. Besides, he might very well become a close friend of the Free and Unfettered Sect."

This intricate chess game was set up for Wu Yazi. If Yue Zhuoqun can solve it and gain Wu Yazi's approval, then he will become Wu Yazi's junior brother!

"Huh? What do you mean by that?" Ding Chunqiu didn't understand the meaning behind Su Xinghe's words for a moment.

"You've pretended to be deaf and dumb for thirty years, and now you're finally speaking, setting up that old thief's chessboard again. What kind of mystery are you trying to create!"

Su Xinghe's eyes turned cold, and he shouted angrily, "What did you call Master?"