Fox Demon: Starts with Lu Zu template

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The morning light begins to appear on the top of Wudang Mountain.

Wang Quan Baiye holds the Wang Quan Sword in his hand, and his sword moves are sometimes as fierce as a tiger and sometimes as soft as flowing water.

As the sword passed by, a Tai Chi pattern appeared faintly, causing the surrounding clouds and mist to slowly rotate.

"Good!" Zhang Sanfeng had been standing aside at some point, clapping his hands and laughing.

"You've mastered the art of combining strength and softness. Truly a natural swordsman, you've integrated the essence of Tai Chi into the Royal Sword Technique in just one month."

Wang Quan Baiye put away his sword and stood there, beads of sweat oozing from his forehead.

He bowed respectfully: "Master."

"Your progress is faster than I thought." Zhang Sanfeng stroked his beard with satisfaction.

"But practice alone isn't enough; it needs to be proven in combat! Follow me."

With doubts, Wang Quan Baiye followed Zhang Sanfeng to the cliff behind the mountain.

Zhang Fuyao had been waiting here for a long time. Seeing them arrive, he smiled slightly and said, "Here they are."

Wang Quan Baiye immediately bowed and said, "Master!"

In fact, normally speaking, Wang Quan Baiye’s seniority is even many generations higher than Zhang Fuyao, but Zhang Fuyao is the current head of Wudang.

But the identity of the Wudang leader is quite special. No matter what the king's identity is, the identity of the leader is the greatest!

So he had to bow when he saw Zhang Fuyao.

At this time, following the direction of Zhang Fuyao's finger, Wang Quan Baiye saw a figure wearing a straw raincoat and a bamboo hat sitting by the river at the foot of the mountain.

The man was motionless, as if blending in with the surrounding rocks and vegetation. If you didn't look closely, you would hardly notice his presence.

Suddenly, the man moved.

He did not draw his sword, but just swung it casually, and the long sword with its scabbard beside him suddenly slashed towards the river.

"boom!"

With a loud bang, the calm river surface was instantly split open into a gully over two hundred feet long, and the river water separated into two sides.

One sword split the river over two hundred feet!

The power of this sword is so terrifying!

Wang Quan Baiye's pupils suddenly shrank, and the hand holding Wang Quan's sword tightened unconsciously.

He could feel that the sword intent contained in that sword was extremely pure, without any frills, just the purest "momentum".

As if sensing the gaze from the mountain, the man in the bamboo hat looked up.

His gaze first lingered on Zhang Sanfeng and Zhang Fuyao, and finally settled on Wang Quan Baiye.

"Is this your new disciple?" The voice was hoarse but powerful, echoing in the valley.

Zhang Sanfeng smiled and said, "Yes, disciple of the old Taoist, kingly power and hegemony."

"Wang Quan?" The man in the bamboo hat was obviously interested. He stood up slowly, and a gleam of light flashed in his eyes under the hat.

"The Sword of Heaven and Earth, Wang Quan Family?"

Before Wang Quanbaiye could react, Zhang Sanfeng suddenly pushed him from behind and said, "Go, let me see your progress."

Wang Quan Baiye only felt a soft force coming, and the whole person fell down the mountain.

He complained in his heart - he had only been in Wudang for a month!

Although he was gifted and had mastered the basics of Tai Chi swordsmanship, he still had to face off against such a master...

Moreover, he vaguely guessed the other party's identity. It was the person that Zhang Fuyao had told him before that Wudang would make an exception to recruit!

In mid-air, Wang Quan Baiye adjusted his body and landed steadily on the river bank.

When I looked up, the man in the bamboo hat was already standing ten feet away, the long sword in his hand still unsheathed, but he gave people an invisible sense of oppression.

"Boy from the Wang Quan family, what is your relationship with Wang Quan Shouzhuo?" The man in the bamboo hat sounded a little puzzled.

Upon hearing this, Wang Quan Baiye clasped his hands and said, "I am Wang Quan Baiye, and Wang Quan Shouzhuo is my father!"

After learning about the relationship between Wang Quan's modesty and his ambition to dominate the world, the man in the bamboo hat suddenly realized.

"No wonder that old fellow accepted you as his apprentice. So you are Wang Quan Shouzhuo's son. Does that mean you are now the eldest son of the Wang Quan family?"

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However, Wang Quan Baiye seemed to be disgusted with the title of "the eldest young master of the Wang Quan family" and did not respond.

The wind from the river suddenly rose, blowing the robes of the two men.

Wang Quan Baiye took a deep breath and slowly drew out the Wang Quan Sword.

The sword's edge shone coldly in the morning light, and the patterns on the sword seemed to come alive, emitting a faint golden light.

He knew it would be a tough battle.

But he also knew that this was a test from his master and also a rare opportunity.

Being able to fight with such a master will be of great benefit to his sword practice.

On a distant cliff, Zhang Sanfeng and Zhang Fuyao stood side by side, quietly watching the competition that was about to begin.

"Fuyao, how many moves do you think he can hold out?" Zhang Sanfeng asked in a low voice.

Zhang Fuyao stroked his beard and smiled: "He will be defeated within ten moves, but how much he can learn depends on his understanding."

By the river, Wang Quanba had already taken his starting stance, with his sword pointed diagonally at the ground, the tip of the sword trembling slightly, ready to strike at any time.

The man in the bamboo hat opposite was still standing there casually, seemingly full of flaws, making it difficult to attack him.

A drop of sweat slid down Wang Quan Baiye's forehead, and fine beads of sweat were already oozing out of the palm of Wang Quan Baiye's hand holding the sword.

He stared intently at the figure wearing a conical hat ten feet away. The other person's casual standing posture seemed to merge with the entire world, giving him an unprecedented sense of oppression.

"Is this... a true strong man?" Wang Quan Baiye was secretly shocked.

The power of the sword that just opened the river was far beyond his imagination.

What’s even more terrifying is that the other party hasn’t even unsheathed his sword yet!

Now he recalled what Yang Jian had said to him during his trip to the South Country. He realized that he was still too weak when facing the truly top-notch powerhouses in this world!

The man in the bamboo hat raised his head slightly, and the corners of his mouth seemed to raise slightly: "Go ahead."

These three simple words pierced Wang Quanbaye's heart like a sharp sword.

He took a deep breath, and the sword of kingship was suddenly unsheathed. The sword edge drew a dazzling golden track in the morning light.

The sword was as powerful as a rainbow, aiming straight at the throat of the man in the bamboo hat.

Wang Quanba had already used 70% of his strength in this sword, and the air made a sharp whistling sound wherever the sword passed.

however--

"Ding!"

With a slight sound, the tip of Wang Quan Baiye's sword stopped abruptly three feet away from the man in the bamboo hat.

An invisible wall of air appeared out of thin air, and no matter how he mobilized his spiritual power, the sword could not advance even a bit.

"This...what is this?!" Wang Quan Baiye's pupils suddenly shrank. He clearly saw that the man in the bamboo hat was surrounded by a layer of almost materialized sword energy. The sword energy was condensed and did not dissipate, like a solid wall of steel.

The man in the bamboo hat didn't move at all, but just shook his head slightly: "That's all?"

Before he finished speaking, the air wall suddenly shook.

Wang Quan Baiye felt a surge of overwhelming force coming towards him, and he flew backwards uncontrollably, somersaulting several times in the air before he managed to steady himself and land on the ground.

"Let me see your Heaven and Earth Sword." The man in the bamboo hat said calmly, "Otherwise you may not even have the chance to use the sword again."

Wang Quan Baiye's chest heaved violently, and the hand holding the sword trembled slightly.

So strong!

The other party was definitely the second strongest swordsman he had ever seen!

The opponent's swordsmanship skills are even better than his father Wang Quan Shouzhuo!

As for why he ranks second, those who understand will understand. After all, next to him is the founder of Wudang and the pioneer of Tai Chi.

And even if you count all the strong people he has seen, the other party can still be ranked in the top five!

Although the opponent was very powerful, the stronger he was, the more intense the fighting spirit in his eyes became.

"Okay!" Wang Quan Baiye responded in a deep voice, holding the sword high above his head with both hands.

In an instant, the color of heaven and earth changed.

The spiritual energy within a radius of a hundred feet gathered madly, forming a golden beam of light that penetrated the sky and the earth on the King's Sword.

This is the most powerful sword move of the Wang Quan family—the sword of heaven and earth!

"cut!"

With a loud shout, a golden beam of light came crashing down, distorting the space wherever it passed.

In this sword strike, Wang Quanbaye had already used all his strength, even incorporating the Tai Chi principles he had learned in Wudang over the past month, making it tough yet gentle.

Faced with this shocking sword, the man in the bamboo hat finally took action.

He slowly raised his right hand, put his index and middle fingers together, and gently tapped the incoming sword light: "Break!"

It's just a simple word, but it seems to contain the supreme law.

It seemed as if his words were fulfilled. The moment his fingertips touched the sword light, the golden beam of light that pierced through the sky and earth shattered into pieces like glass!

"boom--!"

In the violent turbulence of spiritual power, Wang Quan Baiye was blown away again. This time, he retreated more than ten feet before he could barely stand firm.

A trace of blood flowed from the corner of his mouth, and the shock in his eyes was worse than the pain in his body.

"How is it possible..." Wang Quan Baiye muttered to himself, "Just two fingers..."

The man in the bamboo hat retracted his finger, still standing there without moving: "The Wang Quan family's Heaven and Earth Sword is only this powerful in your hands?"

On the cliff, Zhang Sanfeng and Zhang Fuyao took in the entire scene.

"This guy is still so ruthless." Zhang Fu shook his head and smiled bitterly.

Zhang Sanfeng's eyes gleamed. "Without destruction, there is no construction! This child, Baiye, is extremely talented, but he has always lacked true training. This battle today will be more useful to him than three years of hard training."

By the river, Wang Quan Baiye wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, and his eyes were filled with even more fighting spirit.

He suddenly realized that although he was easily defeated, the finger of the man in the bamboo hat that broke his sword move just now seemed to contain some mysterious sword principles.

"Come again!" Wang Quan Baiye suddenly shouted and raised his sword again.

The man in the bamboo hat was slightly stunned, then chuckled: "Interesting."

This time, Wang Quan Baiye did not draw his sword immediately, but closed his eyes and concentrated, recalling the feeling just now.

Gradually, the royal sword in his hand began to tremble slightly, and a faint Tai Chi pattern appeared on the sword.

"Oh?" The man in the bamboo hat showed surprise for the first time. "Learn and apply right away?"

Wang Quanbaiye suddenly opened his eyes and drew his sword.

This sword seems slow, but it is actually as fast as lightning; it seems soft, but it is actually extremely strong.

Wherever the sword passed, there was a faint flow of yin and yang energy.

Seeing this, the man in the bamboo hat used his finger as a sword, and a sword energy slashed out: "Two sleeves of green snakes!"

Wang Quanbaiye's sword, which incorporated the artistic conception of Tai Chi, was broken again, but this time he only retreated five steps.

"Good!" the man in the bamboo hat laughed out loud. "That's more like it!"

Wang Quan Baiye was breathing heavily, but he showed his first genuine smile in this month.

Because he had just slashed out the sword that belonged to the new path!

"Thank you for your guidance, senior." Wang Quan Baiye bowed solemnly.

The man in the bamboo hat sheathed his sword, turned, and looked toward the cliff. "You're a good disciple. In time, perhaps he could give me a real fight."