The Young Ranger Jiang Yin

"Dad, look how good Zhiruo is. She won again."

Song Qingshu said to Song Yuanqiao who was standing beside him, he was even happier than if he had won.

Looking at his son who looked worthless, Song Yuanqiao sighed.

How could he not see Song Qingshu's little thoughts, but he could also see that Zhou Zhiruo had no interest in Song Qingshu at all.

Otherwise, he would have come to propose marriage long ago.

"Don't just look at others, look at yourself too. Your next opponent is a master. Are you sure you can win?"

Song Yuanqiao said sternly.

"Dad, I will try my best! I have already practiced the Thirteen Swords of the Divine Gate to the great perfection realm, which gives me a great advantage among my peers. Even if You Tanzhi is a master, I should be able to find an opportunity to fight back. Just watch me."

Song Qingshu was still full of confidence and walked directly onto the stage.

"This silly boy can't even see the gap between him and his opponent. Well, it's not a bad thing to let him fall.

His life was too smooth. If he hadn't encountered some setbacks, he might not have achieved great things in the future." Song Yuanqiao sighed, worrying about his son.

"Song Qingshu, the first disciple of the third generation of Wudang?"

You Tanzhi looked at the person in front of him and spoke slowly.

"Yes, that's right."

"Humph, I heard that Wudang is the top sect in the martial arts world, but I don't think that's true."

"Ok?"

Seeing You Tanzhi being so arrogant, Song Qingshu's face immediately showed anger.

"What do you mean?"

"I believe that Songshan swordsmanship is in no way inferior to Wudang swordsmanship! Songshan palmsmanship is even more superior to Wudang palmsmanship! Today, I will prove this!"

You Tanzhi said this with a solemn vow.

"Well, what a great You Tanzhi! I want to see if you really have such strong abilities!"

Song Qingshu was so angry that he drew his sword and attacked.

And You Tanzhi's words fell into the ears of everyone.

Everyone was amazed at You Tanzhi's arrogance, and their eyes fell on Zuo Lengchan.

Zuo Lengchan's face turned blue and purple, looking quite embarrassed.

He quickly said to Song Yuanqiao, "Master Song, I am a proud and arrogant disciple, so I may not know how to speak properly. Please don't mind."

"Haha, it's okay. It's just a verbal dispute between juniors. Don't take it seriously."

Song Yuanqiao smiled.

As Zhang Sanfeng's first disciple, Song Yuanqiao's tolerance is far beyond the reach of ordinary people.

So he just laughed it off at You Tanzhi's wild words.

"Mr. Song is very tolerant and generous. Zuo admires him."

Seeing this, Zuo Lengchan also breathed a sigh of relief.

Although his goal has always been to surpass Shaolin and Wudang and become the number one sect in the martial arts world, it is not yet time for that, so he naturally cannot be too arrogant.

You Tanzhi's momentary arrogance almost brought him into big trouble.

Jiang Yin looked at You Tanzhi's arrogant attitude and felt like he was seeing a nouveau riche. "It's true that things that are too easy to get can easily make people arrogant. You Tanzhi probably thinks of himself as a genius."

Jiang Yin thought to himself, but his eyes fell on the stage.

Song Qingshu once again used the Thirteen Swords of Divine Gate, and the attack was quite astonishing.

It is indeed rare for Song Qingshu to have such cultivation and attainments in swordsmanship at his age.

Unfortunately, he was destined to meet geniuses and cheaters in his life.

Facing Song Qingshu's attack, You Tanzhi sneered, then gathered cold energy with both palms and directly struck out with the Ice Palm!

Dangdang Dangdang!

The frost-covered palms actually made Song Qingshu's sword clang.

The sword vibrated, and the force backfired.

Song Qingshu only felt his right arm slightly numb, and he almost couldn't hold the sword.

After several rounds of fighting, he looked like he was going to be defeated.

"How can he be so strong? Is this the strength of a Grandmaster? Why is it different from the Grandmasters I usually come into contact with?"

Song Qingshu was shocked. On weekdays, he had sparred with the masters of the sect, and although he lost in the end, he felt that the gap was not that big, as if he could win if he tried harder.

How could he know that those masters did not try their best out of Song Yuanqiao's consideration.

Now that he was faced with a powerful master who was exerting his full strength, Song Qingshu certainly couldn't stop him.

clang!

You Tan used one palm to knock the sword in Song Qingshu's hand away, and then followed up with his left palm, trying to replicate the previous operation and knock him out of the ring.

Seeing this, Song Qingshu quickly struck out with his left palm.

The Iron Palm that shakes the mountain!

Wudang's unique palm technique.

boom!

When the two palms collided, Song Qingshu felt a chill coming from the palms, and at the same time, a strong palm force swept over.

"what!"

Song Qingshu let out a scream and then flew out of the ring.

Seeing this, Song Yuanqiao moved and hugged Song Qingshu. You Tanzhi retracted his left palm, only to feel Song Qingshu's palm force acting on his left palm, which was slightly numb.

As the internal force turned, the numbness disappeared immediately.

"Wudang Palm Technique is nothing more than this."

You Tanzhi spoke wildly again.

"Shut up! Evil disciple! What nonsense are you talking about? If your cultivation is not one level higher than Young Master Song, how could you defeat him?

Now that we have won by chance, we are very lucky. How dare you say such arrogant words? Apologize to Young Master Song immediately!"

Zuo Lengchan shouted loudly, fearing that You Tanzhi would speak without restraint.

"Master, I..."

"Apologize!"

Seeing Zuo Lengchan so angry, You Tanzhi didn't dare to say anything else, and quickly bowed and said, "I'm sorry."

"Haha, it's okay. Sect Leader Zuo is making a big fuss. It's just a competition between juniors. Qingshu, do you understand the gap between you and the genius now?

You must practice hard in the future and never be arrogant."

Song Qingshu's face changed when he heard this. He looked at Zhou Zhiruo, but saw that she was looking at You Tanzhi instead of him, which made him feel even more upset.

"Dad, I understand. But, You Tanzhi! Although I lost to you today, I won't lose to you forever. One year! After one year, I will go to Songshan again to learn from you."

Song Qingshu said in a low voice.

Seeing Song Qingshu's high morale, Song Yuanqiao touched his beard with satisfaction.

My son has finally grown up.

"Ok, I will wait for you!"

You Tanzhi would naturally not be afraid of a defeated general.

The competition has come to an end.

"The third round is also the last one. I think it would be better if we let the three of them fight together. Whoever stands at the end will be the winner. How do you think?"

Tu Jin said softly.

If it was a one-on-one contest, it would inevitably result in one person fighting two games in a row, which would be very unfair.

Although a three-person melee is not entirely fair, it is much better in comparison.

"I agree! Let me see what Hengshan and Emei are capable of! Why should I, You Tanzhi, be afraid?"

You Tanzhi spoke again.

Zuo Lengchan now really wanted to slap him and make him listen to what he was saying.