Fox Demon: Starts with Lu Zu template

This punch may seem plain and simple, but it contains the ultimate truth of heaven and earth.

Wherever the fist passed, the space shattered into pieces, making a teeth-grinding "crackling" sound.

The moment the fist and sword collided, a dazzling white light burst out and everyone had to close their eyes.

"boom--"

After a deafening roar, everyone opened their eyes and saw Wang Quan Baiye flying backwards and falling heavily on the city wall dozens of feet away.

The sword of kingship in his hand had fallen out of his hand and was stuck in the ground not far away, buzzing.

Wang Xianzhi was still standing there, but the sleeve of his right hand had been completely torn, revealing his muscular arm.

"Puff!" Wang Quan Baiye spat out a mouthful of blood, but his eyes were shining with excitement.

He stood up with difficulty and looked at Wang Xianzhi with eyes full of admiration: "You are worthy of being... the second best in the world..."

Wang Xianzhi nodded slightly: "You are already proud enough to force me to use such a boxing technique."

Being able to hurt Wang Xianzhi at this age, Wang Quanbaiye’s natural strength is visible to the naked eye.

However, talent also determines the opponent's upper limit. If nothing unexpected happens in the future, Wang Quan's hegemony will probably stop here in this life!

Not far away, Gu Yi, standing in the shadow of the city wall, took it all in.

A complicated expression appeared on his pale face.

When he first met Wang Quan Baiye in Wuzhong, he saw that this young man had amazing potential and knew that he would be able to challenge Wang Xianzhi one day.

But he never expected that the king's hegemony would grow to such an extent in just a few years, forcing the so-called invincible Wang Xianzhi to take it seriously.

"It's really... surprising..." Gu Yi whispered to himself, with a hint of relief and loneliness in his voice.

If I were in my prime, I wonder if I could take this sword?

He didn't know the answer, but if possible, he would definitely fight against the royal power.

When a swordsman meets another swordsman, he will naturally ask about the sword!

The result of this battle is already obvious. Even if Wang Quan Baiye is the strongest in the Wang Quan family in 500 years, he cannot defeat Wang Xianzhi!

Chapter 221 Four and a half plus half for you!

Wang Quan Baiye stumbled towards Wang Quan Jian, leaving a bloody footprint on the ground with every step.

He struggled to support his body and walked step by step towards the sword of kingship stuck in the ground.

With every step he took, he felt a tearing pain in his chest and blood kept flowing out from the corners of his mouth.

He stretched out his hand tremblingly and grasped the sword that symbolized the supremacy of the royal family.

"Still... I lost..." Wang Quan Baiye muttered to himself with a wry smile.

The outcome of this battle is already clear. Not only can the Wangquan Sword not be retrieved, but even the Qingming Sword borrowed from the master will probably have to remain in this Wudi City.

Just as he was about to admit defeat, a tall figure walked up to him.

Wang Quan Baiye looked up and saw Wang Xianzhi holding the Qingming Sword, looking at him with deep eyes.

"Take it." Wang Xianzhi suddenly handed over the Qingming Sword. This unexpected move made Wang Quan Baiye stunned for a moment.

"Emperor Wu...Emperor Wu, what does this mean?" Wang Quan Baiye looked at the second best man in the world in front of him in disbelief.

Wang Xianzhi thrust the Qingming Sword into Wang Quanbaiye's hand, then turned and gazed into the distance: "Ever since I took command of Wudi City, heroes across the land have been terrified by my name!"

His voice was deep and powerful, echoing over Wudi City.

"But in the world of swordsmanship, the number of people I can respect is only four and a half!"

Wang Quan Baiye held his breath, he knew that what he was going to hear next was Wang Xianzhi's evaluation of the contemporary sword masters, which was the recognition that countless swordsmen dreamed of.

"There's no need to say much about Lu Zu five hundred years ago," Wang Xianzhi's eyes flashed with a hint of fighting spirit.

"Existence represents the pinnacle of the sword path. With single-handed strength, one can defeat the world. One man and one sword is the best in the world, so he counts as one!"

"There is also the founder of the Wudang lineage, Master Sanfeng." Wang Xianzhi continued.

"He pioneered the path of Tai Chi, and his strength is also another leader in swordsmanship after Lu Zu, so he can be considered one!"

When Wang Quan Baiye heard his master being evaluated in this way, he couldn't help but feel proud.

"Li Chungang, the Sword God from half a century ago," Wang Xianzhi's voice suddenly became extremely deep.

"His talent in swordsmanship rivals even that of Lu Zu back in the day! He was already the best in the world at a young age, and the sword techniques he created throughout his life would remain unrivaled for the next five hundred years!"

At this point, Wang Xianzhi paused and said, "There's still one and a half left. The other half is your Wang Quan family's ancestor, Wang Quan Wumu. It's rumored that he was the first person to comprehend Wang Quan's sword intent!

His Heaven and Earth Sword also showed its own style. Although I haven't fought him, in my eyes, he is still half as good as me.

Wang Quanbaiye was shocked. He didn't expect that his ancestor had such a status in Wang Xianzhi's heart.

"As for the last one, there are actually two people." Wang Xianzhi turned his gaze to Wang Quan Baiye.

"One is your father, Wang Quan Shouzhuo. I think you've met the other one before. I think you're also familiar with Gu Yi from ten years ago!"

Gu Yi!

The image of the short-lived swordsman from that year immediately emerged in Wang Quan Baiye’s mind.

Although it was only a flash in the pan, it was no less stunning than anyone else!

The scene of the battle with Gu Yi and Wang Xianzhi back then still lingers in Wang Quanbaiye's mind.

It was precisely because of that battle that it left a great impact on the king's hegemony.

In his eyes, a swordsman should be like Gu Yi, who must move forward courageously no matter how big the obstacles are ahead!

"But now I have to add half of you." Wang Xianzhi suddenly changed the subject and stared at Wang Quanbaiye with burning eyes.

"I didn't fight your father much, and I only heard of your Wang Quan family ancestor in name only.

But today I saw your sword, and the sword you struck just now gave me the feeling that it was the most powerful sword of the Wang Quan family!

These words exploded like a thunder in Wang Quanbaiye's heart.

To receive such an evaluation from Wang Xianzhi is an honor that many swordsmen could never achieve in their entire lives!

Wang Xianzhi’s evaluation is indeed true.

The sword that Wang Quan Baiye just used combined the Yin-Yang principles of the Tai Chi lineage, the Nirvana sword intent taught by Lu Zu, and the essence of the Heaven and Earth Sword inherited by the Wang Quan family.

The power of this sword is indeed the strongest sword in the history of the Wang Quan family!

Not far away, Gu Yi, standing in the shadow of the city wall, took it all in.

The corners of his mouth rose slightly, revealing a complicated smile.

Not long ago, the young man who still needed my guidance has now grown to this point.

"It's really... exciting..." Gu Yi whispered to himself.

He did not step forward to recognize Wang Quanbaiye, but turned around and left quietly.

He hasn't recovered his full strength yet, so it's not the time to meet.

He will be in his best condition and challenge the strongest person in the Wang Quan family who is recognized by Wang Xianzhi!

Wang Quan Baiye seemed to sense something and turned to look towards the city wall, but saw only emptiness.

He withdrew his gaze and bowed solemnly to Wang Xianzhi: "Thank you, Emperor Wu, for your guidance."

Wang Xianzhi waved his hand and said, "No need to be so polite! Your talent in swordsmanship far surpasses your father's. In time, the Wang Quan family will surely reach new heights under your leadership."

He paused, "Take the Qingming Sword back with you. If you leave it with me, I'm afraid that Sect Leader Zhang will come to Wudi City in person to retrieve it in a couple of days!"

As for the Sword of Kingship...you should take it back as well. Now you are qualified to wield the kingship!"

Wang Quanbaiye’s heart tightened.

"Thank you, Emperor Wu!"

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Wu-Tang.

At this time, Yang Jian and Zhang Sanfeng were playing chess in a pavilion, while Zhang Fuyao was fishing by the river.

The scene of the three people suddenly produced a strange harmonious beauty.

At this time, Zhang Sanfeng looked towards the direction of Wudi City and said slowly: "It seems that the battle is over!"

"I wonder if Baiye can return the sword on time!"

Yang Jian, who was standing by, raised his lips slightly when he heard this: "It was you who wanted to lend the sword to him, and now you are the one who is worried. If you had known this would happen, why did you do that in the first place..."

But Zhang Sanfeng didn't wait for Yang Jian to finish his words.

"I lent him my sword because he is my disciple. I am worried because he is Wang Xianzhi!"

"Just because I've borrowed your sword, can I stop worrying? Who in this world dares to claim to be able to defeat Wang Xianzhi?"

Yang Jian said with a strange expression: "Yes, and that person is as far away as the horizon and as close as right before our eyes!"

Zhang Sanfeng turned a deaf ear to Yang Jian's words and pretended not to hear them.

And at this moment, after he made a move, he heard Zhang Fuyao, who was not far away, suddenly shout.

"Oh no!"

This sound really scared Zhang Sanfeng!

"Fuyao, why are you yelling?"

Zhang Fuyao didn't look back, but was busy pulling up his fishing hook.

"Master, we caught a big fish!"

Seeing this, Zhang Sanfeng ignored it and continued playing chess.

But the next second.

"Ah, not good!"

Following Zhang Fuyao, Yang Jian also suddenly shouted.

"What are you doing again?"

"Hey, I won!"

As the words fell, when Yang Jian made his last move, Zhang Sanfeng's eyes swept across the chessboard.

His face was visibly gloomy!

"You two TaMaDeWangBaDan!"

Chapter 222 The secret method of the Eastern Spirit Clan!

Zhang Sanfeng was so angry that his beard stood up, and the chess piece in his hand was crushed to pieces with a "snap".

Upon seeing this, Yang Jian quickly stood up and took three steps back, fearing that the old Taoist would suddenly attack and hurt someone.

"No, playing chess requires a calm mind..." Yang Jian said, trying hard to suppress his smile.

"Bullshit!" Zhang Sanfeng cursed.

"You also know how to stay calm, so what did you two mean just now!"

Zhang Fuyao had already put away his fishing rod and approached with an innocent look on his face: "Master, you are wronged. I really did catch a big fish!"

As he spoke, he held up a lively golden carp.

Zhang Sanfeng stared at the fish, then looked at the deadlock on the chessboard. Suddenly, he looked up to the sky and sighed: "Forget it, forget it. Today, I have fallen into the hands of you two."

Just when the situation was tense, a burst of hurried footsteps suddenly came from the distance.

The three of them were simultaneously drawn to the dazzling sword light in the sky. Like a meteor, the sword light streaked across the sky, descending directly to the peak of Wudang Mountain with a fierce sword intent.

"This is..." Zhang Fuyao narrowed his eyes and unconsciously tightened the fishing rod in his hand.

The sword light dissipated, and a tall figure walked out.

There were two long swords hanging on the other party's waist, which was Wang Quanbaye who returned from Wudi City.