Sincere Heart in Jianghu

"You son of a b * tch, don't think that just because you have some martial arts you can randomly teach others a lesson, even if I am a ghost, I still won't forgive you!"

Yang Ming sneered, he flew out and kicked him in the mouth, only to see him raise his head, spitting out a mouthful of blood.

"Shut up, how much face do you want your family to lose? "Everything was caused by someone like you who did not know the depth of things!"

Luo Bing looked a little dissatisfied. Although she had become a cripple, she still retained her natural wildness.

"Alright, since you said it like that, I, Yang Ming, will remember it. If I have to implicate the two sects, I think my sect will not think that I did anything wrong, everyone should know, I will take my leave!"

Yang Ming waved to the people beside him, and they all gathered over.

Just as he was about to leave, he heard some noises coming from outside.

Several people wearing Daoist robes walked in. When the hollow spirit saw them, it immediately knelt down, "Disciple Wu Dang, Void Spirit, greets Martial Ancestor!"

The few people nodded their heads, "May I know who is Master Yang Yang Ming from Qingcheng?"

Yang Ming glanced at them, walked forward and greeted them, "This one is Qingcheng's Yang Ming, greetings seniors!"

He glanced at Luo Bing, who was lying on the ground. "What's the use of keeping you here, you beast?"

"Senior granduncle, you have to avenge your grandson!"

"Revenge?" You little beast, do you think this world is yours? "Since someone's come to take you in, treat it as if your parents have raised you for nothing!" With that, he smacked Luo Bing on the head, causing her body to slant to the side as an expression of terror appeared on her face.

"Kid, you're afraid of death now, right? I thought you were some kind of hero. You're just someone who relied on your reputation as martial arts to be ignorant and stupid!"

"Take him back to Mount Wudang and throw him in a place with no people. Feed him some food every day!"

From then on, Luo Bing lived alone in the back of the mountain. Her limbs were all broken, and she could only slowly twist her body in exhaustion. The people who used to be with him no longer looked at him.

That kind of loneliness and humiliation made him endure for a few months. Finally, he couldn't bear it any longer and slowly moved himself to the edge of the cliff. This resulted in his miserable life!

Cui Zhu glanced at Yang Ming, "I have long heard of Yang Ming's great name. How about the two of us spar for a few moves in the Martial Competition today? "We did not meet in vain, Young Master Yang!"

Yang Ming laughed, "Senior is an expert, how could I dare be rude to you? Although I have been infamous in the martial arts world for the past few years, compared to the few seniors here, I am ashamed!"

"Young Hero is indeed modest, looking at your current heroic spirit, it is rare, and it has been a long time since I have had a fight with anyone. Seeing such an expert, my heart inevitably feels itchy, Young Hero Yang don't be polite!"

"Alright, Senior Cui Zhu, we will limit it to fifty moves, what do you say?"

Cui Zhu nodded her head, and the two of them walked to the center of the competition. Actually, the jade bamboo was trying to suppress Yang Ming in terms of martial arts, and thwart his might, which could be considered as giving Wu Dang some face. This matter was originally a matter of being a disciple of Wu Dang, it was not appropriate for him to come out and protect, so he could only use this method to restore some of his dignity.

Yang Ming knew what he was thinking, so before he made his move, he already knew that during today's battle, he would be more respectful.

"Young Hero Yang, please make your move!" Cui Zhu cupped his hands and said.

Yang Ming gently raised the sword in his hand. He had a showdown with the martial artists and rarely used any weapons, but today, this person who had the highest seniority in Wu Dang had such a show of respect.

He let out a soft cry and jumped out, stabbing towards the bamboo.

Cui Zhu chuckled, "Come at me!" Her body slightly tilted to the side, dispersing the opponent's attack.

He also took out his sword and with a light tap of his wrist, the sword flower headed towards Yang Ming. Yang Ming could not help but be shocked, this old Daoist was truly an expert, even though his speed was not fast or slow, but the changes in his sword techniques were endless.

To be able to meet such an expert, his heart was filled with desire. To be able to exchange blows with an expert, of course he would be happy. This kind of feeling could only be felt by those top experts.

In the blink of an eye, the two of them had exchanged more than ten blows, yet they were unable to find any flaws in the other party's movements. In their hearts, they were secretly impressed.

"Young Hero Yang is truly worthy of your reputation, there are still over 30 moves left. This old man thinks that it would be difficult to win against you, it seems this competition can end now!" "Being able to fight with Young Hero Yang, this old man is truly fortunate!"

Yang Ming laughed, "Senior's martial arts are indeed powerful, I am not able to take advantage of you at all, I am extremely impressed!"

Cui Zhu laughed at the sky, "In fact, I lost. Young Hero Yang is dozens of years younger than me, but you can fight me to a standstill. In a few years, I will definitely not be Young Hero Yang's match!"

"Senior, thank you for your praise. I am only lucky to be able to tie with you. If we continue fighting, I will inevitably be defeated by you. Senior, please show mercy!"

"Such modesty is something to be liked. Alright, let's end today's matter here!"

With that, Cui Zhu bowed towards Yang Ming, "You and I have matters to attend to, we will meet again in the future!"

Those people slowly dispersed, Yang Ming and the rest also finished packing and headed towards Qingcheng.