Zongwu: The Rise of the Little People

Several sword lights stabbed at him, but the young man remained calm.

The two maids beside him waited until the sword light came closer, then stretched out their hands to guide and push it away.

The long swords in the hands of several Emei disciples actually stabbed at each other and tangled together.

This sudden situation made several disciples stand there in a daze, terrified.

All the martial artists present were horrified, apparently recognizing the martial arts used by the two women.

Shangguan Haitang, who was standing next to Zhao Xu, couldn't help but change his expression slightly at this moment.

"'Yihua Jieyu', are you three from Yihua Palace?"

Seeing that everyone present recognized this martial art, the round-faced girl among the two women sneered and said, "You are quite knowledgeable. Since you know that we are from Yihua Palace, why don't you open the coffin quickly?"

Although everyone present had heard of the tyranny of Yihua Palace, they did not believe it at all. It was only after seeing it today that they realized the rumors were true.

Such an impolite request made Taoist Shenxi furious. He clenched his sword with both hands and was ready to start fighting.

Zhao Xu, who was standing by, saw this and stood up.

"What you two are asking for from Yihua Palace is really unreasonable. The coffins here contain all the former leaders of the Emei Sect. I don't think Nun Miejue and Abbot Dugu will agree with your approach."

When Nun Miejue and Dugu Yihe were mentioned, everyone present broke out in cold sweats.

Only then did everyone realize that the real masters of the Emei Sect had not yet appeared!

When the two women heard Zhao Xu mention Nun Miejue and Dugu Yihe in a threatening tone, they couldn't help but feel a little angry.

"Boy, who are you?"

When the round-faced maid asked his name, Zhao Xu answered calmly, "I'm Zhao Xu, a newcomer in the martial arts world. Nice to meet you two."

"Zhao Xu? I haven't heard of him. Since you want to stand out, then..."

At this point, the round-faced maid paused, turned her head to another maid, and continued: "Sister Helu, let us see the quality of this newcomer."

As soon as the words fell, two women appeared and attacked Zhao Xu.

"Be careful"

"Do not"

The sudden attack of the two girls made Shangguan Haitang and Zhang Jing, who had been paying attention to Zhao Xu, exclaim in surprise.

Zhao Xu had already observed when the two women started fighting just now.

The two men's martial arts skills are pretty good, and they are already considered first-rate in the martial arts world. However, compared to Zhao Xu, who is a first-rate martial artist who has broken through the limits, they are far behind.

The two women's figures flashed, like two white silk threads, and suddenly appeared in front of Zhao Xu. They each raised a palm and slapped Zhao Xu directly.

In addition to the sect's unique Mingyu Divine Art, Yihua Palace has always been famous for its palm techniques, so the palms of the two women seemed light but were actually heavy, containing amazing power.

Although the palm power of the two was amazing, Zhao Xu did not take it seriously.

"Bang, bang!"

The two women were very confident in their palm skills and did not think that Zhao Xu could take it, but soon their faces changed.

Accompanied by the roar of dragons and tigers, a golden bell emerged from Zhao Xu's body.

The two women only felt their palms hitting the iron plate, and then a powerful force rebounded back.

"Ah, ah!"

In an instant, the two were blown away by the recoil force.

At this moment, the young man in white who had been silent behind him moved.

I saw a white shadow floating out, and then put his hands on the backs of the two women to dissipate the recoil force for them.

Despite the help of the young man in white, the two men were still vomiting blood and their faces were pale.

Seeing this, he took out another pill from his arms and used his internal energy to help the two women digest the medicine and heal their wounds.

Compared to the young man in white, who was quietly healing his wounds, Zhao Xu's side was much more lively.

Zhang Jing had already run towards Zhao Xu when the two men from Yihua Palace attacked, and was now looking him up and down to see if he was injured.

"Dragon Roar Iron Cloth Shirt, Tiger Roar Golden Bell Cover, Brother Zhao is so determined that he has cultivated these two external skills to perfection."

Zhao Xu was not surprised that Shangguan Haitang could see that he had mastered these two external skills.

Only by perfecting the two horizontal external skills he has displayed can he have the body shape he has now, looking thin when dressed and muscular when undressed.

"Master Shangguan, you are too kind. I only have some talent in these external skills."

Shangguan Haitang did not feel that Zhao Xu's humility was false. Instead, she developed some good feelings towards him.

"Neither arrogant nor impatient, that's good."

Taoist priest Shen Xi also came to Zhao Xu to express his gratitude.

"Young Master Zhao stood up for Emei today, and we will definitely have a good relationship in the future."

Taoist Shenxi thanked Zhao Xu, and Zhao Xu naturally waved his hand to indicate that it was not necessary.

After some polite exchanges, Zhao Xu turned his gaze to Zhang Jing. No, to be more precise, he turned his gaze to the young man with a scar on his face who had just run over with Zhang Jing.

"He should be Xiao Yu'er." Looking at this smart and naughty boy, Zhao Xu secretly said in his heart

"Jing'er, who is this?"

Seeing Zhao Xu asking questions, Zhang Jing ended the inspection.

"Brother Xu, this is a friend I met some time ago, Xiao Yu'er."

"Hello, Brother Xu."

Xiao Yuer is very outgoing wherever he goes. He just saw Zhao Xu showing off his prowess and was obviously a big shot. Now that he has been introduced by the little fairy, he naturally has to say hello quickly.

Zhao Xu only paid some attention to Xiao Yuer and didn't pay much attention to him. After Xiao Yuer greeted him, Zhao Xu nodded at him.

At this time, the two people from Yihua Palace had finished recovering from their injuries. After hearing the three words "Xiao Yuer", the young man in white couldn't help but change his expression.

He faced the crowd, exhaled lightly, clasped his fists and said, "I am Hua Wuque, a disciple of Yihua Palace. Nice to meet you all. People from the palace haven't been out in the martial arts world for many years. I was rude just now, and I hope you will forgive me."

After that, he said to Zhao Xu, "Thank you, sir, for showing mercy just now."

Seeing that Hua Wuque was a sensible man, Zhao Xu nodded.

Hua Wuque is handsome and has an aristocratic temperament. Even ordinary white linen clothes make him look noble.

His every move is graceful, natural, gentle and elegant, truly a noble gentleman as beautiful as jade.

The Yihua Palace was powerful, and now that its disciples had apologized and were very polite, even Taoist Master Shenxi, who had Emei as his backer, did not want to create any more trouble at this point, and all of them clasped their fists in return.

After Hua Wuque calmed down the anger of the crowd, he turned his head to Xiao Yuer and his expression became solemn.

"Is your name Jiang Xiaoyu?"

Xiao Yuer felt very surprised when Hua Wuque suddenly asked his name.

"My name is Jiang Xiaoyu, what's wrong?"

When Hua Wuque saw Xiaoyuer admit it, he said apologetically, "I'm sorry, your name is Jiang Xiaoyu, so I want to kill you."

When Hua Wuque said this, everyone present was speechless. They all wondered if they had recognized the wrong person when they saw Hua Wuque just now.

Xiao Yuer was so angry that he jumped up.

"Are you mentally ill? Just because my name is Jiang Xiaoyu, you want to kill me. Why?"

Hua Wuque had no answer to Xiaoyuer's question.

The little fairy Zhang Jing, who was standing by, became a little anxious when she saw Hua Wuque was about to kill Xiao Yuer.

"Brother Xu, what should we do? Please help Xiao Yu'er."

Xiao Yuer, who was standing by, heard the little fairy asking Zhao Xu for help on her behalf, and looked over pitifully.

Zhao Xu found this somewhat amusing, but allowing the tragedy of brothers killing each other to happen in front of him was obviously against his bottom line as a human being.

What's more, their father, "Yulang" Jiang Feng, and Yan Nantian are sworn brothers, and the relationship between Yan Nantian and the little fairy Zhang Jing, and between himself and Zhang Jing...

Well, after going around in circles like this, I might have a very close relationship with the two of them in the future.