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

I've never heard of Yu the Dwarf being a magnanimous person who could suddenly come to his senses!

But judging from his expression, what he said didn't seem like he was faking it.

How exactly did Yue Buqun manage to do that?

"By letting go of my hatred and avoiding a fight among my fellow martial artists, I naturally won't feel ashamed."

Master Xushan nearly spat out a mouthful of blood, glaring angrily at Yue Zhuoqun: "Very well, very well! I never expected that the Gentleman Sword Yue Buqun would have such skills, even managing to tame Yu Canghai into a loyal dog!"

"Old Taoist Xushan, your words are utterly unreasonable!"

Yu Canghai stood up angrily, his inner strength surging out, even shattering the seat beneath him.

He spoke up for Yue Zhuoqun because his life was in Yue's hands, and he had to make a good impression.

If the Taoist priest of Xushan calls me a loyal dog, then I can't stand it.

hum!

The Heart-Shattering Palm strike roared and slammed heavily into the chest of Taoist Xushan.

"Good timing. I'll deal with you, my loyal dog, first, and then I'll plot against Yue Buqun."

Master Xushan's eyes turned cold. He clasped his hands together in front of his chest, and with a twist and a grind, the yin and yang energy flowed.

Bang!

Their palms collided, unleashing a burst of violent force.

wow~

Deng Deng Deng!

Yu Canghai was forced back three steps by the shock, his face flushed red, and it took him a moment to calm himself down.

Although Master Xushan's body did not move at all, the chair behind him was shattered.

Clearly, this Taoist Xushan is stronger than Yu Canghai.

"What a masterful manipulation of yin and yang."

Yin-Yang Grinding is the signature palm technique of the Kongtong School, where the palm force of both hands is divided into Yin and Yang.

By using both palms in a forward and reverse motion, the yin and yang energies intertwine to form an internal energy millstone, which can not only blunt the opponent's attack but also wear down their power.

Yu Canghai's Heart-Shattering Palm strike is swift and ruthless; once it hits, the internal organs will be shattered.

His internal strength was already inferior to that of Daoist Xushan. The sharpness of his Heart-Shattering Palm strike was instantly worn down, and then the opponent used the Yin-Yang Translocation technique to transfer the remaining force to the chair behind him.

With just one move, the difference in skill between the two was immediately apparent.

Yu Canghai was unwilling to give up, his expression hesitant, wanting to try again.

"Junior Brother Yu, you may step down."

At this moment, Yue Zhuoqun spoke up: "This old Taoist Xushan has come to cause trouble for me, Yue Buqun. His high-level moves should naturally be dealt with by my Huashan Sect."

Yu Canghai performed well, and he didn't want to see the other party continue to embarrass himself.

"Since Senior Brother Yue has spoken, then let's leave it at that." Yu Canghai readily accepted the offer.

"Why use a sledgehammer to crack a nut? Senior brother, your status is esteemed, so I'll handle this one!"

Ning Zhongze stood up and walked to the center of the field, her eyes cold and sharp.

She vividly remembered how, when she first entered the house, Taoist Xushan falsely accused Yue Zhuoqun of seducing Yilin.

As the legal wife, how could she tolerate others talking about her husband like that?

He had already made up his mind to teach this old Taoist priest Xushan a lesson!

Chapter 40 The Peerless Heroine Ning Zhongze

Looking at Ning Zhongze walking onto the stage, Daoist Xushan curled his lip in disdain.

He would take it more seriously if Yue Zhuoqun were to take action personally.

After all, in Yilin's explanation, Yue Zhuoqun had once broken his sword by two inches with a single finger, a move that made him wary.

Ning Zhongze is nothing more than a woman.

With her refined and elegant appearance, yet seemingly delicate and frail, how could she withstand the power of his Yin-Yang palm strike?

However, Ning Zhongze's next move broke his defenses on the spot.

Ning Zhongze stood in the middle of the field, not even taking out his sword or assuming any fighting stance, and said calmly, "Use your Yin-Yang Grinding Mill and attack me with all your might!"

"What did you say?!" Master Xushan was in a daze, thinking he had misheard.

"I said, go all out against me!"

"court death!"

I've seen arrogant people, but I've never seen anyone this arrogant.

Master Xushan was furious and, disregarding whether the other party was a woman or not, swung his palms and leaped towards Ning Zhongze.

Boom!

A fierce wind howled in the hall, blowing everyone's clothes. The power of his palm strike was much stronger than when he dealt with Yu Canghai.

Many people instinctively grabbed the armrests of the chair, worried about Ning Zhongze.

However, Ning Zhongze's expression did not change at all. When Xushan Daoist rushed in front of him, he drew a semicircle in front of his chest with his right hand.

hum!

The icy, bone-chilling internal energy emanated, transforming into a transparent vortex that enveloped Xushan Daoist's hands.

As the Taoist Xushan intuitively saw a flash of light before his eyes, the palm force of the Yin-Yang Grinding Technique could no longer be pushed forward even an inch, as if he were stuck in a quagmire.

Click, click, click!

A sharp pain shot through my arms, which twisted uncontrollably, as if someone were grabbing my wrists and twisting them into a pretzel.

A chill ran through him. He stomped his feet hard on the ground, using the force of the impact to propel himself up with his waist, performing a somersault and spinning several times in the air, finally managing to neutralize the twisting force.

However, before they could regain their footing, a twisting force in the opposite direction once again wrapped around their arms.

He tried to repeat his trick by doing a somersault in the opposite direction, but the momentum of his body hadn't dissipated yet, and he didn't have time to react.

Click!

With a sharp crack, both shoulders dislocated on the spot.

However, he was ruthless. He endured the excruciating pain and launched a series of kicks at the vortex of light, managing to pull his arms away.

"Brother Mu, come quickly and help me!"

They dared not underestimate Ning Zhongze again, nor dared to be arrogant, and called on Mu Gaofeng for help.

"coming!"

Mu Gaofeng let out a low shout and swung his cane, striking Ning Zhongze on the shoulder.

Taking advantage of the situation, Taoist Xushan retreated, then bent over, placed his palms on the ground, and suddenly shifted his body to exert force.

Click!

He managed to reset his dislocated arm in this way, and then charged forward again to fight Ning Zhongze alongside Mu Gaofeng.

Both of them were genuinely top-tier fighters, yet their combined attack only caused Ning Zhongze to panic for a moment before she quickly regained her composure.

Mingyu Gong was activated, and icy internal energy roared forth.

With a flick of his sleeves, he used the Mingyu Gong technique to activate the Yihua Jieyu move, transforming his icy internal energy into a spiraling force that neutralized the attacks of the two men one by one.

Her already delicate skin was made even whiter, and her movements were like those of a peerless fairy dancing gracefully. Both her figure and her moves were extremely beautiful.

Everyone in the hall was mesmerized by what they saw.

The older generation was alright; they were too proud to stare at Ning Zhongze's figure, and instead focused more on her martial arts skills.

The younger disciples were less focused; their eyes were fixed on the subject, their faces filled with astonishment and admiration.

Ning Zhongze has cultivated the Mingyu Gong to the seventh level, her appearance has returned to that of a young girl, and her temperament has become even more extraordinary and otherworldly. It would not be an exaggeration to call her a fairy.

These younger disciples were at the prime of their lives, and seeing her like this, it was inevitable that they would develop feelings of admiration.

But when he thought that Ning Zhongze was already Yue Buqun's wife, he felt as if he had been stabbed in the heart, and he was so envious that he wanted to grind his teeth to pieces.

Standing behind Abbess Dingyi, Yilin stared wide-eyed, but quickly turned her head to examine Yue Zhuoqun, and the phrase "divine couple" suddenly came to mind.

She couldn't help but tug at Dingyi's sleeve and whispered, "Master, how old are Uncle Yue and Aunt Ning now?"

"Your Uncle Yue isn't much younger than me, and Aunt Ning is probably eight or nine years younger than me!"

Dingyi's subconscious answer.

But seeing Yilin glancing at Yue Zhuoqun every now and then, he immediately became wary and issued a serious warning:

"Yilin, don't be fooled by their looks."

These two were my contemporaries, and I don't know what kind of Taoist sorcery they used to regain their youth; in reality, they were both little old men and little old women.

Yilin stuck out her tongue, finding her master's words amusing. How could this be associated with an old man or an old woman?