Chapter 6

Mianzhang is the most famous martial arts of Wudang. It overcomes the strong with softness and defeats the strong with the weak. It gives full play to the profound meaning of Wudang.

Of the ten core disciples of Wudang, at least eight or nine have refined this palm technique.

At this time, Zhang Sanfeng personally demonstrated this palm technique against the enemy, and immediately made a group of Wudang disciples feel it like a pilgrimage.

Hoo!

The wind blows!

Zhang Sanfeng's hair was like a crane, his face was like a child, and his palm power was continuous. He made a move towards song Qingshu.

He seems to be weaving a net. He combines the soft palm with the lightness skill of Wudang tiyunzong. He is erratic and hits song Qingshu with genuine Qi.

People with bright eyes can see that the scope of activities of song Qingshu is becoming smaller.

Even if he is also using the ladder cloud to dodge, he is still like a flying insect in a cobweb, bound, and his range of activity is getting smaller and smaller.

"Qingshu is about to lose."

Song Yuanqiao is among the people, and his martial arts cultivation is the highest. He opens his mouth at this time.

"Don't worry, elder brother. Master, he won't hurt Qingshu."

"It's enough pride to compete with master and his old man."

"Yes, not to mention the people of the same generation. I'm afraid even compared with us, the strength of Qingshu is not much worse."

……

Song Qingshu didn't hear the comments of the seven heroes of Wudang.

In fact, he is now in a very special state.

When I listened to the Tao, I naturally understood the mystery of martial arts. It was originally used in the Song Qing book. It felt very astringent.

But at this time, in the competition with Zhang Sanfeng, he obviously felt that those martial arts were mysterious and were being absorbed by himself.

He can feel that he is making progress every minute and every second.

It is not the improvement of skills, but the improvement of combat experience. It is the control of these martial arts. These are also the embodiment of combat effectiveness!

Fighting is the catalyst for strength improvement. This sentence is true.

Zhang Sanfeng's soft palm finally reached its limit. The huge Zhenwu hall was almost completely filled with palm Qi.

There is only a corner left for song Qingshu.

Like a flying insect heavily wrapped in spider silk, it can't escape at this time and can't return to the sky again.

Zhang Sanfeng's palm pushed slowly and horizontally.

This palm seems peaceful and powerless, but with an irresistible trend, it cuts off all retreat.

"The green book is defeated!"

"This is the last move of Mian Zhang. It is said that master created it on the day of Guo Xiang's death."

"Elder martial brother Qingshu is proud to be able to hold on until the grandmaster uses this move."

"Over time, Wudang will be carried forward in the hands of senior brother Qingshu!"

……

Both the seven heroes and the other three generations of disciples were surprised by song Qingshu's talent and combat power.

But they still believe that song Qingshu's defeat is settled.

After all, without 80 years of combat experience, even if we compete in the same realm, we will not lose face.

At this time, song Qingshu's original body shape of retreating again and again stopped.

He suddenly stood still, his eyes opened and closed, and a mighty sword idea of cutting through the sky swept out.

Facing the overwhelming palm, song Qingshu drank softly and pointed to it as a sword.

Break it!

At the same time, the Zhenwu sword hanging on the high beam of Zhenwu hall seemed to awaken.

The sound of the sword changes from light to heavy, gradually like the roar of the dragon and the Phoenix.

The dust on the scabbard was washed away in an instant.

A sword light, like the dawn, reappears in the world!

Qiang!

The sound of the sword seemed to penetrate the world.

The sword light at this moment seems to cover the sun.

When everything is calm, Zhang Sanfeng and song Qingshu stand opposite each other.

A simple and magnificent sword was inserted in the center of the two. The ubiquitous palm had been broken clean.

Instead, a sharp sword idea seems to cut the whole Zhenwu hall open.

"This... This is the sword meaning of the thirteen swords of Shenmen!"

Among the seven swordsmen in Wudang, Yin Litang, the sixth, specializes in swordsmanship and has the highest attainments in swordsmanship.

At this time, he was the first to recognize the doorway of the sword idea, and also recognized the sword technique just performed by song Qingshu.

The sword move is not the thirteen swords of Shenmen, but the sword meaning is like a fake.

"It's actually the meaning of the sword. The green book even understands the meaning of the sword!"

"Qingshu has never been down Wudang Mountain or fought with the strong. He actually understands the meaning of the sword!"

"Since ancient times, all those who understand the meaning of the sword are peerless swordsmen. Wudang sword has been handed down!"

……

The meaning of sword is too ethereal for ordinary people.

Those elite disciples of Wudang don't understand what sword means.

However, the seven swordsmen of Wudang know very well that if the Wulin in the Central Plains turns upside down, they may not find ten swordsmen with sword meaning.

These ten miles must also include Zhang Sanfeng, who is hidden from the world, and Tao, who doesn't know life and death.

The cohesion of sword meaning, even if it is not perfect, is enough to explain the amazing potential of song Qingshu.

In time, it must be a unique sword God!

……

"Zhenwu sword, aren't you willing to be lonely?"

The soft palm was broken, and Zhang Sanfeng didn't do it again. His current state is a little subtle.

Gently stroking Zhenwu sword, Zhang Sanfeng looked far away and seemed to recall something. Song Yuanqiao was silent. As the first disciple, he was the first to follow Zhang Sanfeng and witnessed many things.

Although he did not witness the rise of Zhang Sanfeng, he witnessed Zhang Sanfeng's most invincible years.

That year, song Yuanqiao was still a child under the age of 10.

In that year, Wudang was first established. Zhang Sanfeng was more than 50 years old. The thirteen swords of Shenmen were famous in the Jianghu.

That year, female Xia Guo Xiang of Emei died, and Yitian sword attracted countless forces.

Tangmen, Mingjiao, xuanming palace, thunderbolt hall, foreign Vajra gate

Thirty nine powerful postnatal experts gathered in Emei sect to seize Emei heaven reliant sword and crack the secret of ordering the world.

Zhang Sanfeng went to the Golden Summit of Emei alone and killed 37 top experts with a horizontal sword. Only two of them escaped.

One of the two men was the leader of the Ming religion, Yang Dingtian. Since then, he has fallen into the sword and hurt secretly. He has not recovered for decades.

The other is Taoist Baishi, the master of the second elder xuanming. He died of a sword wound shortly after he left Emei. His unique skill was almost lost.

Since then, no one dares to covet the heaven reliant sword of Emei sect.

Zhang Sanfeng's reputation as the best in the world is also as stable as Mount Tai. No one has shaken him in the past 50 years.

Of course, Zhang Sanfeng was not completely intact in that war.

Facing the siege of the top experts in almost the whole Wulin, he broke out with his secret method and almost exhausted his strength.

Before the war, although he was over half a hundred years old, he was still dressed in green silk and white and looked like a crown of jade. His true martial sword was intended to attack the Xiaohan, and no one in the Jianghu took the edge.

After the war, in front of Guo Xiang's tomb, he was worried about the rain all night. His head was white and haggard. He created his own soft palm like love, and the real martial arts returned to the scabbard, which was bitter and hidden.

After many years, song Yuanqiao grew up.

He gradually realized that the most serious injury to master in that year and that war might not be vitality, but Tao.