The Conceited Young Man

Xu Qingzhi allowed Mo Yunchang's rainbow-like sword to strike down on his head as if he was frozen in place. However, Old Wang, who was happily watching the battle, suddenly narrowed his eyes.

"This kid, is he learning so fast?"

The night before, Xu Qing had asked Wang Jing a question. If he encountered an ability that was not too inferior to his opponent's, but far surpassed his opponent's strength, did he not have any means to retaliate?

People in the martial arts world had been discussing this question for a long time. In other words, they were discussing how to defeat the strong while being weak.

At that time, Wang Jing had told Xu Qingzhi that there were only two ways to defeat a strong opponent if one wanted to be weak. The second was from another point of view, such as speed. By using speed to crush the opponent, the opponent would be too busy trying to parry the attack, and would not be able to use any means to attack the opponent. However, both of these methods were currently impossible to accomplish. Thus, Wang Jing had told him of another method, or rather, an extremely difficult martial arts technique — a method to flatten a thousand pounds.

The so-called "four or four waves a thousand pounds" was nothing more than borrowing strength to fight. However, it was not easy to achieve this, it was just like that day at the Wangpo, when Mo Yunchang anxiously used the tip of her blade to reduce the force by seventy percent from the bald man. It was simply a flash of inspiration, and if Mo Yunchang used that technique, she would not be able to do it. But Xu Qingzhi did not want to do something that could only be triggered by the use of probability. Thus, after he had asked Wang Jing for advice on the theoretical elements of a thousand jin of martial arts techniques, he began to continuously experiment with them. It was also because he was familiar with military tactics and the Mysterious Gate technique that he slowly discovered during his experiments that this method of borrowing strength to fight strength was a combination of yin and yang.

As a result, Xu Qingzhi searched through the books and finally found a record of this technique in a book. The book said that there was a spear technique called Taiji Spear Technique. The record only had one sentence, but Xu Qinghui acutely grasped the two words "Taiji".

Xu Qingzhi was very familiar with the Taiji eight trigrams. He immediately combined it with Wang Jing's guidance to figure out a way to borrow strength to fight back.

"Now is the time!"

As soon as the sword came into contact with her, Xu Qingzhi felt a powerful force transmit through the air, but he did not panic at all. His body strangely leaned back, his right foot did a half-arc around the sword in the same direction as his hand, pulling Mo Yun-chang's strength continuously towards the ground under his feet, drawing four arcs in the air. Only then did Xu Qingzhi stabilize his body, which was already in a horse stance, stop moving his right leg even further, and with the help of Mo Yun-chang's power, he swept towards Mo Yun-chang's unsteady landing.

Ah!

Mo Yunchang did not have enough time to react and subconsciously activated her body protection skill. This was bad luck for Xu Qingzhi. She cried out in pain as Old Wang caught her and sent her flying.

"Hahaha, Xu boy, not bad, not bad."

Old Wang firmly received Xu Qingzhi's blow. It was all thanks to Mo Yunchang's inexperience that she wasn't able to completely activate her inner force. Otherwise, Xu Qingzhi's right leg would have been crippled by now.

"Xu Qinzhi, are you alright?" Right... Sorry, I was so flustered, I forgot... Forget it. "

Seeing Mo Yunchang's waxy appearance, Xu Qinghui no longer cared about his aching leg.

"It's fine, it's fine."

Mo Yunchang naturally did not think that Xu Qingzhi, who was sweating profusely, would be alright. She knew that Xu Qingzhi was only a third-rate martial artist, no matter how profound his techniques and techniques were, his physique was incomparable to a genuine expert. However, she had no choice but to admit that she had indeed lost today.

Even Mo Yunchang did not expect that Xu Qingzhi's understanding of techniques and techniques would be so profound. He was truly a genius in the Martial Dao. If she hadn't been dragged down by her sickly body for so many years, her current achievements probably would have been even greater than her own.

"Alright, the bones aren't broken, so there shouldn't be a problem."

Wang Jing patted Xu Qingzhi and the three of them returned to the guest room. Wang Jing was truly worthy of being called an experienced martial artist.

"Xu Qingzhi, how did you do it? That one move of mine actually allowed you to completely dissolve it."

Seeing that Xu Qing was unharmed, Mo Yunchang could not help but ask.

"Actually, I was the one who took advantage of the loophole. If not for you jumping up high, I think I would not have had the chance to use this opportunity to counterattack."

In truth, Mo Yunchang also understood this point. The reason she had been found out by Xu Qingzhi was because she was pursuing such a gaudy and gaudy stance. If she had been able to instantly strike out with her blade, then that would have been the moment when her blade was drawn.

Wang Jing silently watched from the side. He understood these two children very well. Mo Yunchang had grown up in the path of the sword, and she had grown up in it. She was able to learn all sorts of sword moves very quickly. Xu Qingzhi had a nimble brain. Although his own strength could not compare to Mo YunChang's, he could still close the gap between the various techniques that could be used.

Thus, Mo Yunchang only needed to hone her battle experience. As for Xu Qingzhi, he would need a long period of time to guide her and lay a solid foundation for her cultivation.

Wang Jing had already made up his mind. This one and a half year tour of the martial arts world was necessary for these two youths. Perhaps he could really educate two outstanding martial artists. However, on Chu Huainan's side... In the end, Xu Qiuzhi was still his son. Moreover, he had never heard that he had a second child. Would Chu Yinan be willing to give up the four hundred thousand Steel Cavalry of the Northwest? If he insisted on keeping Xu Qingzhi in charge of such a large family business as the northwest … Forget it. Wang Jingzhi thought that no matter how hard he tried, it would be of no use. In the end, he still had to see what Xu Qingzhi was up to.

Without another word, Wang Jing brought Mo Yunchang out of Xu Qingzhi's room. In the afternoon, Xu Qingzhi would also participate in the debate on political law. He had to give him time to prepare.

After Mo Yunchang left the room, Xu Qingzhi could no longer hold himself back. Gritting his teeth, he pressed them against his own leg. It was so painful, ah.

"..."

Northwest Army Camp, noon.

The Chu Clan's Northwest Armoured Cavalry camp was located at the northwest corner of the Chu Country's Long-right Road. It was close to the Saibei Gobi Wall and close to the Desert North Plains.

The Black Underground Azure Dragon Banner was unyielding under the blazing sun as it waved. The camp's patrolling measures were excellent, even if Lin Chengyan were to return and enter the camp now, he would have to inform Murong Qian Xun about it.

"Advisor, let's talk after we arrive at the tent."

If Xu Qingzhi was here right now, he would definitely be able to discover that the soldier who had passed through the city gate while disguised as Murong Qian Xun was different from Murong Qian Xun himself. This was not only the difference in appearance, but also the presence of a general.