Zhutian: My skills are not serious

Chapter 652: Chu Pingsheng, the Amazing Martial Arts Celebrity
"Brother Chu, who are you talking to?"

Seeing him eating the fish happily, Chu Chu was a little surprised that he said this out of the blue. She looked at the river ahead. The night was dim, the moonlight was as silver, and there was nothing there. She looked behind her and finally found a figure appearing behind the sycamore tree not far away.

"Is he the one you are waiting for?"

As the footsteps got closer, Chu Chu saw the face of the person coming clearly. He was a skinny old man with unkempt eyebrows and beard, his face was pale and he was in a bad mood.

Chu Pingsheng answered her question with practical actions and handed over another bamboo stick: "Do you want to eat it? It's very fresh."

"I have no appetite."

"After holding back for more than 20 years, a fight ended up being a complete loss. It does make you lose your appetite."

"Do you know the result of the fight between this old man and Wuming?"

Thinking about what happened in Zhonghua Pavilion just now, the Sword Saint felt so angry that his teeth were itching. When fighting with Jian Chen, he did use Sword Twenty-Two, but he did not use his full strength. He just showed the exquisiteness of the sword moves. Facing Wuming, he used all his strength, but still could not break the opponent's supreme swordsmanship of controlling the sword with his mind.

After more than 20 years of seclusion and hard practice, it was all a joke in the end.

"Twenty years later, the Heavenly Sword still retains its elegance, but my...broken sword has become a cicada of autumn."

The Sword Master took the bamboo skewer but did not eat it. He just stared at the grilled fish on the skewer for a few seconds, reached into his arms, took out a sword manual and threw it over.

"This is……"

"The Holy Spirit Sword Technique you wanted."

He picked it up, flipped through it, and casually threw it to Chuchu to keep. This made the girl look embarrassed, and she always felt that he should say "thank you".

"You know, this is not what I want."

There are a total of twenty-two moves in the Holy Spirit Sword Technique, from Sword One to Sword Twenty-Two, but he only wants one move, Sword Twenty-Three.

The Sword Master left the Zhonghua Pavilion and was on his way to the appointment. Only then did he break through the barrier of Wuming's attack, which was controlled by his mind, and touch the threshold of Sword Twenty-Three.

"Sword Twenty-Three..."

"Yes."

The Sword Saint lowered his head and thought. He didn't know why this kid had revealed that there was another move above Sword Twenty-Two when he hadn't yet comprehended the secret of Sword Twenty-Three, but...

"After I finish the decisive battle with Xiongba, if I can come back alive, I will teach you the secret of Sword Twenty-Three." The Sword Master said after taking a bite of the grilled fish that was no longer greasy.

This was actually a polite refusal that was not a polite refusal, because the result of forcibly deducing Sword Twenty-Three would be severe mental exhaustion, and he was already near death, close to the end of his life. If he continued to control the sword with his mind and perform Sword Twenty-Three, it would be obvious what the result would be.

According to Wuming, Sword Twenty-Two cannot kill Xiongba. To win this battle, he has to comprehend and use Sword Twenty-Three.

If he doesn't use Sword Twenty-Three, it will be difficult to win this battle. If he uses Sword Twenty-Three, Xiongba will die, and he will die too.

The final result: both sides lose.

Since the person is dead, why talk about teaching Sword Twenty-Three?
However, it is worth it to exchange my already ending life for Xiongba's life!

Chu Pingsheng certainly knew what the Sword Saint was thinking. He hesitated for a moment and said, "It's a deal."

Chu Chu felt that the Sword Saint's words seemed insincere, and Brother Chu's words were equally strange.

What was going on between the big and the small? Were they playing dumb? She didn't understand.

Is this interesting? Is this interesting!

The Sword Master quickly finished eating the grilled fish, threw the bamboo skewers to the ground, stood up and walked towards the vast night. It looked like he was walking normally, but his speed was extremely fast, and each step was half a meter.

"There is another question. Should I consider it after you come back alive?"

Hearing the words coming from behind, the Sword Saint staggered and slowed down. If Chu Pingsheng had not given him a feeling of being unpredictable, and he was in a disheartened and dying state, how could he have given the sword manual of the Holy Spirit Sword Technique to this kid?
Who would have known that, even though he had a pretty little girl by his side, he was still thinking about his beautiful niece Dugu Meng.

Not a son of man.

Not a son of man!

The Sword Master glared at him fiercely, then quickly stretched his body and disappeared into the dark horizon.

"Brother Chu, what happened to this old senior? Why did he change his kind appearance just now?"

"Oh, nothing. I fell in love with his niece."

"!!!!!!"

Chuchu was dumbfounded, how could this be so blunt...

"Prince Lanling, keep an eye on her."

Chu Pingsheng gave an order to the white ape hiding in the mill, then stood up and walked towards Muming Town in the north.

"Where are you going?"

She quickly suppressed the messy thoughts in her mind and asked in a tender voice.

"Wait a minute. I'm going to the Zhonghua Pavilion and will be back soon."

After saying this, he jumped up and turned into a black shadow and flew northward.

……

After a moment, in the backyard of Zhonghua Pavilion.

Jian Chen blocked Chu Pingsheng who was trying to climb over the wall.

"Why are you here?"

"I want to see Wuming."

"Master has gone to bed, please go back."

"I do not believe."

Jian Chen saw that he was about to break in, so he drew his sword to stop him: "Chu Pingsheng, Master has already said that he will not accept you as his disciple. Don't you think it's boring to keep pestering me like this?"

In Jian Chen's opinion, the most likely reason why Chu Pingsheng broke into the Zhonghua Pavilion in the middle of the night was that he did not get what he wanted from the Sword Saint, so he came to harass Wuming.

"Who said I was here to become his disciple? I have something to tell him."

"It's the same if you tell me anything."

"Step aside."

"No."

"If you don't get out of the way, believe it or not, I will leak the news that Wuming is living in seclusion in Zhonghua Pavilion tomorrow." "You..."

Just when Jian Chen was gritting his teeth in hatred, a dark shadow appeared on the other side of the window paper, and then Wuming said in a low voice: "Jian Chen, let him in."

"Yes."

Jian Chen sheathed his sword and stepped aside with a slight anger on his face.

Chu Pingsheng pushed the door open and walked in without even looking at him.

In less than half a cup of tea, he slipped out, still not going through the main door, but leaped up and climbed over the wall to get out.

"Jian Chen, come in."

Hearing his master calling him, Jian Chen put away his unhappy look, walked into Wuming's room, and listened to what his master said to him.

"..."

"This... Master, is this okay?" Jian Chen was very embarrassed and unwilling.

"You just do it."

"Ok."

Seeing Wuming's insistence, he, as his apprentice, had no choice but to agree even if he was unhappy.

"Okay, it's getting late, go and have some rest." Wuming waved his hand, motioning him to leave.

Little did he know that Jian Chen would come back and attack again as soon as he walked out of the door.

"Any thing else?"

"Master, do you want to know this kid's background?"

"..."

This aroused Wuming's interest, because Chu Pingsheng knew too much. Not to mention who killed Jieyu, he even knew that the Sword Saint could deduce a stronger Sword Twenty-Three from the Sword Twenty-Two that he had just practiced not long ago.

"Master, I have a way to test his strength."

"any solution?"

Jian Chen walked over, lowered his head slightly, and said something in a low voice.

Wuming looked thoughtful and hesitant.

"Master, he said all of that openly. Is he afraid that others would know?"

"Ok."

Wuming was not a pedantic person. In the end, curiosity overcame his concerns and he nodded in agreement.

Jian Chen showed a look of joy, put the sword in his right hand, and walked outside.

"Master, don't worry. I will tell Lao Yu and the others to do it tomorrow."

Wuming nodded and watched his adopted son and apprentice, whom he thought he had trained well, leave the room.

……

Seven days later.

Tianyin City.

Because the Sword Saint's challenge to Xiong Ba had caused such a sensation that everyone in the martial arts world knew about it, Duan Lang also sent many disciples from Wushuang City to various sects and gangs to deliver letters, attracting a large number of martial arts masters to watch the fight.

The Kuaiyi, Xuantian, Fengyue and other sects all sent envoys to the Tianxiahui, and the best players from the Twelve Gangs of Jiuzhai also gathered at the foot of the mountain, waiting for the Sword Master to climb the mountain.

Not only did the Sword Master represent Wushuang City, but with the deaths of Dugu Yifang and Dugu Ming, Duan Lang, Dugu Yifang's adopted son, became the helmsman of the declining Wushuang City.

Everyone was also looking forward to his arrival, wanting to see what kind of sparks would be created when this former minion of the Tianxiahui collided with Xiongba.

Just as Qin Shuang was worried that Bu Jingyun would overestimate his own abilities and take the opportunity to assassinate Xiong Ba, and was inviting people from various martial arts sects and gangs to sit down and wait, at the foot of the Tianxiahui Mountain, a group of martial artists were surrounding a man in a green robe and pointing and talking.

"He is that Chu Pingsheng. I thought he was some kind of sacred person, but it turns out he is just a young boy."

"Don't underestimate him because he's young. He's quite arrogant."

"The number of people in the martial arts world who dare to speak to the Sword Saint like that can be counted on one hand, right?"

"The problem is that he not only wants to learn swordsmanship, but he is also eyeing the Sword Saint's niece Dugu Meng. He wants to take over Wushuang City as well."

"This kid is so bold, where does he come from? Does anyone know?"

"I just want to know how skilled he is and whether he is worthy of being the eldest lady of Wushuang City."

"Don't worry, you'll know soon."

"..."

Facing the various gazes and discussions of the onlookers, Chu Chu was very panicked. She stood in the crowd and looked at Chu Pingsheng on the steps. In order to relieve her tension, she lifted and tightened the green cloth bag on her shoulders again and again.

"Jian Chen, you were the one who spread the conversation between me and the Sword Saint, right?"

Chu Pingsheng looked at Jian Chen, who was holding the heroic sword, with a dignified and extraordinary appearance, and thought that although Wuming was not pedantic, he would definitely not use indirect means. Only Jian Chen, a natural born demon, looked upright, but would always reveal his evil nature at critical moments.

"Yes, it was my idea."

Since he was blocked by him and was asking the question in front of so many people, Jian Chen naturally couldn't lie with his eyes open, so he agreed straightforwardly.

"Chu Pingsheng, are you afraid that the world will know what you said in front of the Sword Saint?"

"of course not."

Chu Pingsheng smiled kindly: "I just feel sorry for you. You spent so much time and effort, but have you found out my origins?"

This is like rubbing salt into a sore spot.

"..."

Jian Chen was extremely furious when this matter was mentioned. The people in Zhonghua Pavilion used various channels to spread the news. As a result, until today, people in the martial arts world only knew that there was a guy named "Chu Pingsheng" who was arrogant and had a wild temper and dared to touch the Sword Saint's butt. As for his identity and origin, no one knew anything about him.

This guy looks like he crawled out of the soil and jumped out of the mud.

(End of this chapter)