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Chapter 203: Ning Qingyu vs. Feng Qingyang (Subscribe!)

Songshan.

Zuo Lengchan frowned and asked, "Huashan has recruited a group of Huashan tenant farmers' children?"

Fei Bin nodded and said, "That's right." Seeing that Zuo Lengchan still had doubts, he continued, "According to the news that has been sent back, there is a saying in Huashan that there is no distinction between the classes in education. It seems that they don't care about the ignorance and stupidity of the tenants' children."

Zuo Lengchan chuckled, seeming to be mocking, yet also sympathetic.

When martial arts sects recruit disciples, especially famous and upright sects like this one, they rarely accept children from poor families unless they have excellent physique and extraordinary talent.

Poor in literature but rich in martial arts is a reflection of reality.

Otherwise, if they recruited people without discrimination, even the biggest sects would be bankrupted. Due to the limited productivity, ordinary people were living in poverty. Countless people sold their children, and many even killed their children...

Do we have to recruit all of them?

"The children of tenant farmers? Educate everyone? Isn't it rumored that Huashan is short of funds and Yue Buqun will return to the mountain in half a year? Is there any secret in this?" Zuo Lengchan asked again.

Fei Bin said: "It seems that Yue Buqun went to Liaodi and dug up a lot of ginseng and brought it back. It seems that he also sold some money. In this way, he supported Huashan's expenses and began to recruit disciples again."

Zuo Lengchan pondered for a long time, and felt that something was wrong, but he couldn't think of any other reason, so he said calmly: "Forget it, let them do whatever they want. It will take many years for new disciples to become successful. Moreover, this kind of indiscriminate collection will waste energy and financial resources, but the gains will be very few. How foolish!"

Fei Bin chuckled, "The decline of Huashan is an opportunity for Songshan. It seems that Huashan is no longer a concern. We just need to wait for those old guys to die. Yue Buqun is no match for you, senior brother. Should we set our sights on the other three sects?"

Zuo Lengchan nodded and said, "Don't worry about the group of nuns in Mount Heng, the Northern Mountain. From now on, we will put the situation in Mount Tai first, but we must not let Mount Hua go either."

Fei Bin smiled and said, "Got it!"

Zuo Lengchan waved his hand and said, "You can go out now. Also, call Linghu Chong in."

"Yes!" Fei Bin bowed and went out.

Zuo Lengchan frowned and murmured: "Gentleman Sword? Gentleman Sword! Could he really be a true gentleman? Son of a tenant farmer? Teach everyone without distinction? Haha..." As he spoke, he shook his head in contempt.

A moment later, Linghu Chong walked into the room and bowed, "Linghu Chong greets the Master!"

Zuo Lengchan asked dignifiedly: "Have you practiced martial arts well?"

Linghu Chong had long discovered that Zuo Lengchan was extremely serious. Compared with Yue Buqun, he was a completely different person, even a hundred times stricter than the Yue Buqun in the book.

What kind of personality does Linghu Chong have?

Enjoys the praise, but doesn't want the responsibility.

Likes to stir up trouble, but is impatient with fighting.

The more stringent the demands on him, the more depressed, unhappy and indifferent he feels.

If they are slightly provoked, they will start thinking about committing suicide or seeking death.

Of course, Linghu Chong still has some superficial kung fu skills now, "Disciple is practicing martial arts well!" In his heart, he missed the friendly Mr. Yue who escorted him all the way to Songshan more and more.

Zuo Lengchan stared at Linghu Chong, and he had to admit that Linghu Chong had an extraordinary talent in swordsmanship and could definitely be called a genius!

He was really grateful to Yue Buqun for sending him such a talented and beautiful person.

He is a genius in his own right.

What happens when a genius meets another genius who can inherit his legacy?
Naturally, they whipped him up severely, wishing they could unleash all the potential of this genius.

"Practice martial arts well and don't slack off!" Zuo Lengchan ordered.

Linghu Chong nodded: "Yes."

"Go out!" Zuo Lengchan sighed.

He also discovered that Linghu Chong's character was a big problem. Although he was extremely talented, he was not obsessed with martial arts. He liked to be lazy and bicker with others all day long, and was idle and doing nothing. Although he was young, he often teased disciples such as Shi Dengda and Wan Dengping, making things chaotic.

Zuo Lengchan had to personally urge Linghu Chong to practice martial arts every day.

Linghu Chong left the room, Zuo Lengchan shook his head and continued to focus on perfecting his Songshan swordsmanship.

Huashan, thinking over the cliff.

Whether it was Ning Qingyu, Lu Qingping, Du Buhen, Bai Buyi and others, they were all dumbfounded.

All the exquisite sword moves of the Five Mountains Sword Sect were broken?
"What, what should I do?" Ning Zhongze was a little overwhelmed.

Huang Buzhou's head shook and he shouted loudly, "The ingenious moves that my predecessors and forefathers of the Five Mountains Sword Sect have spent so much effort to condense have been cracked one by one! This is God's will to kill me!" As he spoke, he suffered a trauma, his body shook, and he fainted immediately.

“Senior Brother Huang!” Yue Buqun didn’t expect that his senior brother would be so fragile. He hurried over to transfer his internal energy to him, hoping that he would not be shocked to death.

Du Buhen and Bai Buyi were in similar condition, their bodies shaky.

But if you think about it, it's understandable. Your family spent several generations to make something, but it was criticized for being useless. Not only that, but people pointed out the mistakes one by one and also said what else could be done better.

Isn't this going to make people angry to death?!

Fortunately, Ning Qingyu and Lu Qingping had already studied Dugu Nine Swords and had a deeper understanding of swordsmanship. They also had enough experience. Ning Qingyu laughed loudly: "Using deadly moves against deadly moves, the evil sect thieves naturally cracked the wonderful moves of my Five Mountains Sword Sect, but who in a fight can use every move in a rigid manner?"

Having said that, he turned around and looked at Du Buhen and the others, and continued: "Sword moves are made by people, and people make them active moves. How to break active moves?" Then, he changed the subject: "My Huashan School uses Qi to control the sword. Whether the sword moves are exquisite or not is only secondary. The emphasis is still on practicing Qi. When the internal force is full, a sword with many flaws cannot be resisted by exquisite moves. If you delve too much into sword skills, you will fall into the evil way of the sword sect!"

After these words were spoken, Du Buhen and the others felt relieved.

But then, a voice came from outside the cave.

"I agree with Mr. Ning's first words, but I don't agree with the latter ones!"

Ning Qingyu was stunned for a moment, then his face became serious: "Feng Qingyang's voice?" He ran out immediately.

Lu Qingping, Du Buhen and others also went out.

Yue Buqun glanced at Huang Buzhou who had just woken up and said, "Brother Huang, please rest here. I will go and take a look."

Huang Buzhou nodded with a pale face.

“Oh, what would Feng Qingyang look like if he saw Ning Qingyu fighting him with the Dugu Nine Swords?” Yue Buqun thought and walked outside.

Feng Qingyang stood with a sword in hand.

Ning Qingyu, Lu Qingping and others stood opposite each other.

"The evildoers of the Sword Sect have all left Huashan, Feng Qingyang, why are you still staying in Huashan?" Lu Qingping shouted. Feng Qingyang's face darkened: "Back then, you used despicable means to trick me into going to Jiangnan by claiming that my Yue family was yours, and that's how you took over Huashan. Since you won unfairly, how dare you drive away the people of my Sword Sect?"

Lu Qingping's face turned red, and he didn't know what to say anymore. The way he handled things was indeed not very decent.

Ning Qingyu took a step forward and said in a cold voice: "To control the sword with Qi, or to control the Qi with the sword, this is related to the dispute of my Huashan Daoism! All parties will naturally use various means. The Dugu Nine Swords you learned is not my Huashan swordsmanship, so how can I not get rid of you?"

"In the bloody battle that day, Junior Brother Lu's wife and daughter were all slaughtered by the Sword Sect. How can this fight and this vengeance be considered despicable?"

During the battle that day, both sides were blood-thirsty. What kind of friendship was there between fellow disciples?
Are both sides aiming to kill each other's entire family?
Do you still want to retain the kindness of Duke Xiang of Song and send your entire family to their deaths? !
Feng Qingyang snorted coldly. Although the Qi Sect's method of sending him away was not decent, the cruelty of the fight that day was also a fact. He said coldly: "In this case, Feng must fight today in the battle that he missed that day!"

"Originally, considering that you are all injured and Huashan's prestige has been completely destroyed, for the sake of Huashan, I put aside the past and wanted to live in seclusion here, not caring about worldly affairs, but..."

Feng Qingyang was still talking.

Ning Qingyu's face turned cold: "Why bother to say more!"

But a purple light appeared on Ning Qingyu's face, and with a whoosh, he rushed straight towards Feng Qingyang like a stream of light.

Feng Qingyang was naturally furious: "Another sneak attack, you Qi Sect villain are really insidious!" He immediately raised his sword and stabbed out.

Ning Qingyu dodged and flew to the side. He reached out and grabbed a branch. He turned back and swung it!
The branches looked like iron swords, actually, they were pure iron swords, and they were shining brightly.

Feng Qingyang had already flown in pursuit, and seeing this scene, his scalp felt cold. He did not expect that Ning Qingyu's internal strength was still so abundant that he could even use a branch like an iron sword!

Bang!
Feng Qingyang shook his hand, and the iron sword hit the branch. A purple halo appeared on the branch, just like a real iron sword.

At that moment Feng Qingyang immediately used a move called Phoenix Coming.

Ning Qingyu also used a branch to perform a move called Phoenix Arrives.

You welcome guests with your green pines.

I welcome guests with my green pines.

You are a white rainbow piercing the sun.

I am a white rainbow piercing the sun.

……

In an instant, you and I were coming and going, and the figures kept changing positions.

Everyone was dazzled by what they saw.

The two used the same moves to compete for dozens of rounds.

Ning Qingyu's Zixia magic skill has reached perfection. Not only can he allow Zixia's internal force to act on his body, making him indestructible like a diamond, but even the tree branches can be transmitted by the internal force and cannot be cut by the iron sword.

Both of them are equally proficient in Huashan swordsmanship. Feng Qingyang felt anxious when he saw that he could not pose a threat to Ning Qingyu. Although he had perfected the Hunyuan Qigong, it was not as good as the Zixia Divine Art, which was the first of the Nine Huashan Arts. Ning Qingyu not only had perfected the Hunyuan Qigong, but also had mastered the Zixia Divine Art. In a one-on-one fight with the Huashan swordsmanship, he was no match for Ning Qingyu, and his heart sank immediately.

"Nine Swords of Dugu!" Feng Qingyang shouted loudly.

then.

The sword came out like a dragon, and every move hit the vital points. Compared with the previous sword moves, it was instantly different. It was no longer bound by moves, but used the sword-breaking style as the forerunner and rushed straight out.

But Ning Qingyu also made a move, his sword was as fast as a dragon, every move was aimed at the vital points, and it was also a sword-breaking style.

“If Feng Qingyang didn’t have the Dugu Nine Swords, how could he be a match for Senior Brother Ning!” Lu Qingping sneered, and then looked at Yue Buqun: “It’s all thanks to you!”

Du Buhen and others, as well as Huang Buzhou who came out slowly, were dazzled by what they saw, but their expressions were cold.

Although they killed more people from the Sword Sect, the Qi Sect had fewer people to begin with.

The two sides have long been mortal enemies!
There is no right or wrong at this moment.

After watching for a moment, Du Buhen suddenly said in astonishment, "It seems that the Sect Master is also using the Dugu Nine Swords?"

Without waiting for Lu Qingping to answer, Feng Qingyang himself shouted in shock and surprise: "How come you also know Dugu Nine Swords?"

He drew back his sword and dodged in an instant.

And then suddenly attacked again.

Although Feng Qingyang was surprised, he had been studying Dugu Nine Swords for many years and had already mastered the concepts and moves of Dugu Nine Swords. He was also proud of his genius. Looking at Huashan before the internal strife, his swordsmanship talent was unique. Ning Qingyu was definitely not as good as him in terms of swordsmanship, and his moves became more and more fierce. The sword light flowed like an overwhelming stream of light, which was dazzling.

Ning Qingyu remained calm. Although he was not as good as Feng Qingyang in swordsmanship and Dugu Nine Swords, he was protected by Zixia magic and was not suppressed.

On the contrary, following Feng Qingyang's moves, he gained a deeper understanding of Dugu Nine Swords.

The two of them mobilized their internal energy, causing sand and rocks to fly and figures to tumble.

First he used Huashan swordsmanship against Huashan swordsmanship, and then he used Dugu Nine Swords against Dugu Nine Swords.

Feng Qingyang's internal strength is not as good as Ning Qingyu's. How can he fight after a long time? !

The two had been fighting for some time, and his palms were already hurting. He could hardly hold the iron sword, and he looked exhausted.

"How did you learn Dugu Nine Swords?" Feng Qingyang stepped back and stood still, his body shaking, his face full of disbelief, confusion, and astonishment...

Ning Zhongze and others were naturally very excited to see the show.

Yue Buqun's mouth curled up.

This scene is interesting.

Feng Qingyang, who appears in the book, is already in his sixties or seventies, but is only in his forties now, while Ning Qingyu is now in his sixties or seventies.

In terms of the results of the battle between the Sword Sect and the Qi Sect, Ning Qingyu was the undisputed number one, having killed more than a dozen masters of the Sword Sect alone.

The reason why Ning Qingyu wanted to send Feng Qingyang away was because the Dugu Nine Swords was too buggy. Unless one had overwhelming internal strength, there would be no chance for Feng Qingyang to use the Dugu Nine Swords. Otherwise, there would be no way to defeat him!
At that time, the Sword Sect had countless experts, while the Qi Sect had few people to begin with, and all of them were besieged. If Ning Qingyu was entangled by Feng Qingyang and one or two experts at random, just like Ren Woxing, Linghu Chong and others besieged Dongfang Bubai, the result for the Qi Sect, which already had few people, that day might have been the complete destruction of the Qi Sect!

For this reason, Ning Qingyu had no choice but to resort to this last resort.

Ning Qingyu glanced at Feng Qingyang and smiled faintly: "You had an adventure, and my disciple is not bad either. He also obtained the Dugu Nine Swords. However, unlike you, he did not treasure it. He showed it to me as soon as he got it."

Feng Qingyang was stunned for a moment, looking at Yue Buqun in surprise and disbelief.

Everyone else's eyes also turned to Yue Buqun.

(End of this chapter)