Laughing and proud rise again

Zhang Yu was relieved when he found out that Linghu Chong's injury was not serious, and handed Linghu Chong to Lu Dayou and said, "Fifth Senior Brother, take Senior Senior Brother aside to rest."

Then he said to Yue Buqun: "Master, senior brother has no major problem. It's just a loss of strength."

"It's fine, I'll leave it to you." Yue Buqun said.

"Master, just leave it to me."

Zhang Yu turned around and walked to the center of the field, saying, "Uncle Cheng, today you also saw the ability of my Huashan Qizong. Do you have anything else to say?"

"Unexpectedly, Yue Buqun's own martial arts is not good, but the ability to teach his disciples is good. But even if I lose today, I still have to compete. Nephew let me see what other tricks the Qizong has. .”

At this time, Cheng Buyou also understood that Jian Zong was destined to lose, Jian Zong did not lose to the top masters, on the contrary, Jian Zong lost to his disciples.

Jianzong has no successors, but looking at Qizong, although Yue Buqun didn't teach many good disciples, Yue Buqun did have a few disciples anyway.

The three of them, Bu Xiangcheng and Buyou, have not taken any disciples during the 15 years they lived in seclusion.

The most important thing for a sect is the growth of the younger generation's disciples, but they don't even have a single disciple.

So Jianzong lost when Gao Genming played.

"Since the uncle insists on the competition, please forgive the disciple for being rude."

Zhang Yu stood unevenly on his feet, pinched a sword formula with his right hand, and pointed at Cheng Buyou from a distance.

"Be careful, uncle." Zhang Yu released the sword art with his right hand.

With a "chi", an invisible energy shot towards Cheng Buyou.

Cheng Buyou watched Zhang Yu pinch a sword formula with his right hand, and then pointed at himself casually.

Although he didn't know what Zhang Yu's move was, he still put the long sword on his chest vigilantly.

Sure enough, Cheng Buyou felt a sudden chill in his heart.

With a "chuckle", he saw the long sword in his hand split into two.Suddenly, a burst of cold sweat broke out on Cheng Buyou's forehead.

"Is this invisible sword energy?" Cheng Buyou asked doubtfully.

"That's right, this is the invisible sword energy. Uncle Master, can you be sure to take over my invisible sword energy?" Zhang Yu said.

After Cheng Buyou confirmed that what Zhang Yu used was invisible sword energy, his face suddenly turned pale, and he said bitterly: "Nephew, you have won."

Cheng Buyou conceded defeat at this time, but the many heroes on the sidelines did not laugh at him.

Anyone who faces the invisible sword energy will probably admit defeat as if Cheng Buyou.

Not to mention that in the Ming Dynasty, where martial arts are weak today, it is going up for hundreds of years.This invisible sword energy is a unique skill in the world.

"Unexpectedly, the Huashan School still has disciples who have cultivated the invisible sword energy. Senior brother is in danger."

Tang Ying'e couldn't help being a little worried about Zuo Lengchan after seeing Zhang Yu's invisible sword energy.

Don't talk about Tang Ying'e, just say that after Zhang Yu used the invisible sword energy, Taoist Chongxu of Wudang School and Master Fangzheng of Shaolin were very surprised.

"It is said that at Liu Zhengfeng's Golden Basin Washing Ceremony, a disciple of the Huashan School used invisible sword energy. It was originally only a rumor in the world, but I didn't expect it to be true."

At this time, many heroes in the martial arts arena have the same thought in their hearts.

"Cheng Buyou, today you Jianzong competed with Qizong, will you be convinced?" Feng Qingyang asked Cheng Buyou at this time.

"Disciple is convinced." Cheng Buyou and the three said in unison.

"Then Zhang Yu is the new head of the Huashan faction, are you convinced?"

"I am convinced." At this time, the disciples of Huashan Sword Sect Qizong said in unison.

"Zhang Yu."

"The disciple is here"

"From today onwards, you are the new head of the Huashan faction. I hope you can lead Huashan to a higher level." Feng Qingyang said to Zhang Yu with emotion.

Although Zhang Yu was very confident in becoming the head of the Huashan School, he realized that he was really happy at this moment, and his heart was filled with a faint sense of satisfaction.

At this time, he felt that he had merged into this world of Xiaoao.

To live in this world, people must have pursuits and be able to reflect their own value.Only in this way can I not waste my time in this world.

Zhang Yu slowly walked towards the stage of the martial arts arena. "Congratulations, Head Zhang." "Congratulations, Head Zhang..."

Walking to the stage, Zhang Yu turned around and looked down. He looked at the many heroes in the audience and said: "Zhang Yu has met all the seniors. Today, I am valued by the elders of the Master School to become the head of the Huashan School. Seniors, please take care of me."

After a short rest, Zhang Yu said again: "Seniors also know that my Huashan School's Quanzhen Sect, which was passed down from the end of the Northern Song Dynasty, originally did not distinguish between the Sword Sect and the Qi Sect.

It's just that the descendants are unfilial, and they forced themselves to divide our Huashan sect into Qizong and Jianzong.Hence the tragedy that happened more than [-] years ago.

In order not to make me Huashan repeat the same mistakes, today I announced my first order as the head of Huashan: "From now on, there will be no Qizong or Jianzong in Huashan." In the future, there will only be Huashan.If someone violates this order, I will send everyone to punish him in Huashan. "

"Wow..." There was a commotion under the stage, the wind on the stage was clear, square, and rushed, Mr. Mo Da and others were shocked, and Yue Buqun and Cheng Buyou in the audience were even more shocked.

"Uncle Grand Master, do you agree with this disciple's order?" Zhang Yu asked Feng Qingyang.

"Since you are the head, I will naturally obey your orders."

"Master, Madam, do you agree with the disciple's order?"

"I would like to follow the order of the head of the sect," Yue Buqun and the others said in unison.

"How many uncles can agree with the disciple's order?"

Cheng Buyou and the three looked at each other and said in unison: "I will obey the order of the sect master."

"Thanks to the senior brother in charge, he didn't put the focus of this plan on Cheng Buyou and the others. This time, we still follow the plan." Tang Yinge said in his heart.

"The Huashan faction is bound to rise, but what does that have to do with me?" This was the thought of all the scattered people in the audience.

Faced with the merger of the Huashan School's Qi Swords, all the people present at the moment had their own thoughts.

"Everyone, my Huashan Sect has elected a new leader today. Don't leave, everyone, leave after the banquet."

"Fangzheng, don't leave, old Niubi. We haven't seen each other for a long time, let's have a good chat today."

It was another banquet, and it was getting late after the banquet.

All the people from the Jianghu in the Zhengqi Hall also left one after another. Zhang Yu walked back after seeing off the people from the Jianghu.

Dizzy from drinking, for a moment he didn't know where he had gone.

Just when he was puzzled, a sigh suddenly came from his face: "Wandering in the small path, but talking homely, drunk and lonely, sad, and desolate. The chrysanthemum stamens are newly blooming, and it's the Double Ninth Festival. I invite singing and three people to dance to the moon." , who sang along.