The heavens start from Quanzhen swordsmanship

Chapter 42
Xu Zhiqing and Zhen Zhibing walked to the middle of the training ground together.

After a certain distance was drawn between the two, they stood facing each other.

The two of them hadn't made a move yet, and the eyes of the surrounding disciples were full of anticipation.

The competition between disciples of the Qing generation, with shallow fists and feet, may turn into a scuffle and a competition of strength.

The Zhizi generation is different, winning more with skills.

Compared with advanced kung fu.

"Junior Brother Xu, I remember this is your first time participating in the competition?"

Zhen Zhibing didn't make a move, but asked a question.

"Ok!"

Xu Zhiqing nodded slightly, and said softly: "Actually, I'm not interested in Xiaobi and the like, otherwise, I wouldn't have stopped participating in the past few years!"

"However, Senior Brother Zhao is persecuting me too much, I have to tell him so that he won't bother me!"

When Zhen Zhibing heard the words of the senior brother in front of him, he thought of the soulless appearance of senior brother Zhao.

He was slightly awed in his heart: "Brother Xu, it's just that your lesson is too much, right? Brother Zhao looks like that..."

"What's wrong with that?"

Xu Zhiqing glanced at Zhen Zhibing: "Don't forget, I have warned him several times, and he has never been able to advance or retreat, so I have no choice!"

He couldn't stop talking.

"And you, Senior Brother Zhen, have already taken the precepts and left home, so don't have any thoughts that you shouldn't have in your heart!"

Zhen Zhibing was told by Xu Zhiqing, a trace of panic flashed in his eyes.

"Where do I have it?"

"Don't you dare to admit it, Senior Brother Zhen, you have disappointed me so much!"

"Brother Xu, don't talk nonsense!"

Zhen Zhibing pulled out the iron sword in his hand and pointed it at Xu Zhiqing.

"Senior brother Zhen, your mind is in a mess, can you still fight?"

Xu Zhiqing looked at Zhen Zhibing's appearance,

He pulled out the iron sword in his hand with a groan,
Then push forward,

The iron sword in his hand stabbed at Zhen Zhibing.

He kept talking.

"I didn't even say what precepts you broke, and you became angry!"

"Brother, this is not good!"

Xu Zhiqing said that he stabbed repeatedly in his hand, and his sword technique changed, and with one stab, Zhen Zhibing's robe was cut.

He looked at Zhen Zhibing's torn robe, pulled a sword flower and said calmly: "Senior Brother Zhen, do you still remember the rules and regulations of our sect?"

Just as Xu Zhiqing said, Zhen Zhibing's heart was already in a mess under Xu Zhiqing's words.

But he still held on to a trace of clarity: "Of course I remember!"

"You remember, you still dare to think about Xiao Longnu?"

Xu Zhiqing had no expression on his face, and the words in his mouth were cold.

"Xiao Longnu and I have already been approved by the master, how can there be a woman in the world who misses the younger brother?"

"Do you know what etiquette and shame are?"

He said, annoyed.

This old pervert, who dares to miss Xiaolongnv, should be beaten!
Xu Zhiqing bullied him again, and the long sword in his hand was like a flower, which made it difficult for Zhen Zhibing to parry.

Ma Yu and others in the stands saw that Zhen Zhibing had no chance to parry from the beginning.

They frowned in unison.

Besides Zhao Zhijing, Zhen Zhibing is also one of their most valued disciples.

Why did you behave so badly today?

They saw that Xu Zhiqing's Quanzhen swordsmanship was very subtle, but it wouldn't make it difficult for Zhen Zhibing to parry, right?
Ma Yu glanced at Qiu Chuji, hehe said: "This is why you let Xu Xiaozi seize the opportunity, and don't give the other party a chance?"

Qiu Chuji's heart was slightly stalked, but his mouth was harder than a sword.

"Even though Zhi Bing who was beaten was my disciple, I still think Xu Xiaozi did the right thing!"

"Just as long as you think it's right!"

Ma Yu smiled and did not argue with Qiu Chuji.

Seeing Qiu Chuji being crushed and beaten by Xu Zhiqing, the clothes on his body were all torn, and many places were even injured.

He was heartbroken.

However, he was also surprised that Xu Zhiqing's swordsmanship was very refined, and he looked like a great master.

If you talk about the sword lightly, you will almost catch up with him.

It's just that Qinggong is a little weak.

Qiu Chuji evaluated this in his heart.

Stab it!

Xu Zhiqing's long sword swept across, across Zhen Zhibing's chest, and almost cut through Zhen Zhibing's chest.

Zhen Zhibing was a little out of breath at this moment,
There were bloodstains on his shoulders, arms, and waist.

He looked at Xu Zhiqing who was swiping, and then struck back with his backhand, gritted his teeth, and raised his sword to block!
"Can you stop you!"

Xu Zhiqing's profound kung fu was running, and with the help of strength, the long sword changed from slashing to slapping, and the speed suddenly accelerated.

Clang!
Zhen Zhibing felt his arm go numb, and he couldn't hold the iron sword for sure!
Xu Zhiqing seized the opportunity, turned the iron sword and picked it up, and easily took the long sword from Zhen Zhibing's hand.

brush!
The long sword passed through, and the cold iron sword touched Zhen Zhibing's throat.

What was colder than the sword was Xu Zhiqing's words: "Senior brother Zhen, I hope you will be sincere in the Tao, and don't commit the crime of lust again!"

These words hit Zhen Zhibing's chest like a heavy hammer.

In an instant, he was extremely flustered, and he spit out blood with a puff.

Zhen Zhibing felt his head sink, his eyes darken, and he fell backwards.

"I go!"

Xu Zhiqing was a little stunned, but also very responsive.

He stretched out his hand and grabbed the fallen Zhen Zhibing.

Ma Yu and the others were also a little stunned, and Qiu Chuji jumped over.

He came to Zhen Zhibing, snorted with his hand, and then grabbed Zhen Zhibing's arm to make a diagnosis.

After a while, he put down Zhen Zhibing's arm and looked at Xu Zhiqing.

"He's fine, it's just that he was in a hurry and lost his energy!"

Xu Zhiqing was slightly embarrassed by Master Qiu's sizing up, "Master Qiu, I didn't expect it to be like this!"

Qiu Chuji thought about what he said to Xu Zhiqing not long ago, he wanted to laugh that it was okay, but he couldn't.

He could only sigh in his heart, and said softly: "It's not your fault, you did the right thing, that's how the competition is!"

"It's you, Senior Brother Zhen, who is not up to the mark in martial arts and psychology!"

After Qiu Chuji finished speaking, what else did he want to say when he saw Xu Zhiqing, he waved his hand.

"You continue to the next competition!"

After speaking, he grabbed Zhen Zhibing and left.

Seeing this, Xu Zhiqing had no choice but to swallow what he wanted to say.

During the competition, he had already kept his hand, and he just taught Zhen Zhibing a simple lesson.

Unexpectedly, this guy couldn't even bear his words.

Xu Zhiqing thought that Senior Brother Zhen was actually a good person.

No one is a saint, he silently thought, and neither was he.

When people are faced with temptation, especially the side that is extremely longing for, I am afraid that few people can bear it.

The so-called, one thought of heaven and one thought of hell, is that the case?
"Boy Xu, what are you thinking about after you win?"

Hao Datong came, and he called Xu Zhiqing.

Afterwards, he looked at the rest of the Zhizi generation disciples.

"Next..."

Before he finished speaking, he saw the rest of the disciples backing away slightly in fright, they didn't want to be like Senior Brother Zhao and Senior Brother Zhen.

Seeing this, Hao Datong had no choice but to give up the roll call and let someone compete with Xu Zhiqing.

"Which one of you wants to compete with your Junior Brother Xu?"

When he looked around, he saw disciples of Zhizi generation looking at me and you, some looking up at the sky, and some looking at the earth.

They just didn't look at Hao Datong.

Obviously neither.

(End of this chapter)