The boxing techniques used by Zhang Yu had no artistic conception. They were just empty airs.

However, after he performed the first move, Dingxian still said with certainty: "This move is the Yangtze River Triple Wave."

Zhang Yu said with admiration: "Yes, it is the Yangtze River Triple Wave. Which sects are using Uncle Master's move?"

"The Yangtze River Triple Wave is widely circulated in the martial arts world, but your master's move is the most authentic southern style of fighting. It is used by only three sects in the martial arts world," Dingxian said.

Zhang Yu asked: "Which three are they?"

Dingxian said: "One is Jiangnan Tianjia, the other is Fujian Iron Fist Sect, and the other one... But it's in Songshan Mountain."

Zhang Yu was surprised: "Songshan Sect?"

Dingxian shook his head and said: "It's not the Songshan Sect, it's a martial arts gym under the name of the Songshan Sect.

After Senior Brother Zuo became the head of the Songshan Sect, he let those disciples with low qualifications but great perseverance open martial arts schools.

To teach martial arts seekers with ordinary qualifications. As a result, the Songshan Sect became more and more prosperous."

When Zhang Yu heard this, he thought to himself: "Zuo Lengchan knows how to run a business. In modern times, he is probably a good businessman."

Dingxian continued: "The Tian family in Jiangnan had a martial arts genius back then, but it was a pity that he was tabooed by his elder brother.

The two brothers turned against each other over the family property, and finally this man defected to the Songshan sect. He is now a teacher at a martial arts school in Songshan."

Dingxian's eloquent talk made Zhang Yu understand that Yue Buqun might have used this trick to tactfully tell Master Dingxian.

Dingxian smiled slightly and said, "What is the second move like?"

Zhang Yu followed Yue Buqun's behavior that day, turning around in a circle and then struck out with a palm.

After five consecutive turns and five palms, the move was withdrawn.

Dingxian smiled and said: "This move must be a 'flying horse and watching flowers'. But if you really use this move like you, it won't be included in the seventy-two stunts of Shaolin."

Zhang Yu was shocked: "Shaolin Temple?"

Dingxian said: "Yes, this move is exactly one of Shaolin's special skills, 'Left and Right Threading Hands'.

However, a big event happened in the martial arts world that year. A Shaolin monk was imprisoned by the Mongolian Yuanting.

Later, other things happened, and finally Shaolin’s unique skills were obtained by people from Mingjiao. This Mingjiao is the predecessor of Sun Moon God Sect.”

Zhang Yudao: "I see...the first two moves were not made by the person who injured my senior brother. That person made such a move..."

Zhang Yu rolled his hands, as if he was swinging two sledgehammers.

He said, "Uncle, my master said this is a technique in the hands of the Demon Sect's Bronze Hammer."

Dingxian said: "Yes, it is the Bronze Hammer Hand. Apart from the 'Hammer Hand' in Wudang Tai Chi, this Bronze Hammer Hand is the most exquisite in the world. This martial art can only be mastered by people from the Beggar Clan and the Demon Cult."

Zhang Yudao: "From the way that man is dressed, he doesn't look like he belongs to the Beggar Clan."

Dingxian said: "The Beggar Clan has always been chivalrous. Although it is declining now, it is impossible to do such a thing even if you think about it. Most of the people who hurt people are other people."

Master Dingxian's martial arts knowledge really shocked Zhang Yu.

Although Yue Buqun practiced three moves, Zhang Yu would not have known the origin of these three moves without Master Dingxian's explanation.

Zhang Yu even thought that there might be martial arts in this world that Master Dingxian didn't know, but she should have seen most of them.

"Nephew Zhang Xian, that's it. You go and rest." Master Dingxian said to Zhang Yu.

"Yes, uncle."

Linghu Chong came back with the disciples of the Hengshan Sect in the evening.

At this time, Zhang Yu was sitting on the bluestone next to the bamboo forest, admiring the sword dance of the disciples of the Hengshan Sect.

The only fly in the ointment was that Junior Sister Yilin went down the mountain with Linghu Chong.

Hengshan's swordsmanship is still very powerful, but Zhang Yu just regarded it as a sword dance with a group of delicate beauties practicing swordsmanship.

Linghu Chong didn't come back until the sun was almost setting.

It was just that Zhang Yu looked at Linghu Chong with his mouth wide open. He saw a nun about twenty years old carrying Junior Sister Yilin on his back.

There was a little nun next to them, carrying two empty bamboo baskets and looking after them.

Behind him was a seventeen or eighteen-year-old nun carrying something weighing about twenty kilograms.

As for our young hero Linghu Chong, he truly displayed the spirit of not being afraid of hardship, as represented by the tall bamboo basket. Linghu Chong carried all the belongings of the other three people on his back.

From a distance, Zhang Yu could feel the apology and emotion of the junior sisters of the Hengshan Sect towards Linghu Chong.

I have to say that Linghu Chong still has his own tricks.

Several people came up the mountain, and Zhang Yu quickly went over to help Linghu Chong unload the things.

I heard several nuns constantly apologizing and thanking Linghu Chong.

Yi Lin, who was lying behind others, kept apologizing. The "incessant entanglement" of several people here quickly attracted the attention of everyone in Hengshan who was practicing swordsmanship.

Dingyi walked over among a group of women with a straight face.

As the three little nuns chattered, it turned out that the matter was quite simple.

The cute and beautiful little junior sister Yilin sprained her ankle while going up the mountain. We could have asked our young hero Linghu to carry her up the mountain.

But there are differences between men and women, and junior sister Yilin is still a nun.

Therefore, the two senior sisters Yilin had to take turns carrying it, and the things the three of them brought up the mountain had to be handed over to Young Master Linghu.

The three little nuns highlighted the fearless spirit of Linghu Shaoxia who was not afraid of the steep road and insisted on carrying it alone.

The eyes of the nuns looking at Linghu Chong suddenly became softer.

Zhang Yu retreated out of boredom, looking at the chattering women and even Master Dingyi's expression softening.
Chapter completed!