Murong Fu said with some humor: "That won't work, there is no such thing as a free lunch in the world."
Everyone in the Huashan faction looked disappointed, but Linghu Chong smiled and said, "I don't have to drag around that half-dead body anymore, even if it's just for a moment. Isn't Master Murong going to compete with swords? Please do it."
Murong Fu nodded, "Okay, I won't bully you with my internal strength. We will only compete in swordsmanship without using our internal strength."
As he spoke, Murong Fu opened his hand to grab it, but Mu Wanqing's long sword automatically flew into his hand, and stood with the sword tilted.
When Murong Fu heard the exclamations of the guests, his expression did not change at all, but he felt secretly happy in his heart. This hand was always so effective at sucking things out of the air.
If one day I can learn some "sword-controlling skills", the feeling will probably be even better.
"Master Murong, please!"
Murong Fu knew the power of Dugu's Nine Swords and did not dare to underestimate the enemy. He immediately stabbed Linghu Chong in the throat with his sword.
This sword seems ordinary, but in fact it contains many changes waiting for the opponent. Generally, swordsman masters can only dodge or block with their swords. No matter what choice they make, they will face Murong Fu's continuous offensive.
Unexpectedly, Linghu Chong did not dodge or block, but instead stabbed Murong Fu in the throat with his sword, killing both of them.
Murong Fu was shocked, what does this mean? But my life is much more precious than yours, so he immediately returned his sword to defend.
Linghu Chong then changed his actual move into a feint and stabbed Murong Fu on the right shoulder. Murong Fu sideways dodged and at the same time slashed at the back of Linghu Chong's neck.
Linghu Chong did not dodge, but stabbed Murong Fu in the lower abdomen with his sword, which seemed to be a killing move.
Is he really so cruel? Murong Fu was secretly shocked.
Just like this, Murong Fu moved around, defending and attacking Linghu Chong at the same time. Linghu Chong used all offensive moves, but both of them were using their swords very well.
In the blink of an eye, dozens of moves had been made, and the swords never touched each other. The attacks and defenses were all extremely subtle and mysterious sword techniques. The onlookers were dizzy and applauded secretly.
Murong Fu finally understood that Linghu Chong seemed to "die together" with him, but in fact the position of his sword was so strange and wonderful that if he really "die together" with him, he would be the one who was injured first or was seriously injured.
Murong Fu wanted to use Linghu Chong to hone his swordsmanship, and Linghu Chong was also honing his Dugu Nine Swords, and his swordsmanship became more and more skillful.
On the contrary, Murong Fu had gradually fallen behind, and all the disciples of the Huashan Sect looked happy.
However, Murong Fu was not in a hurry. He observed carefully and found that Linghu Chong seemed to know the direction of his sword every time. After thinking for a while, he suddenly understood.
Murong Fu had never learned the Dugu Nine Swords, but he knew the core principle of the general formula of the Dugu Nine Swords, "predicting the enemy's opportunity".
It is to predict the enemy's next move based on the signs of muscle movements in certain parts of the human body, thereby determining the enemy's next move.
For example, when a person lifts a leg, the shoulder will naturally move first. Just by looking at the enemy's shoulder, you can determine which leg he is moving and the extent of the movement.
With the idea of "predicting the enemy's opportunity", most of the moves in the world are simplified and simplified, and the methods of breaking the moves are summed up to form the eight breaking moves in the Dugu Nine Swords.
After understanding this, Murong Fu changed his style and tried to avoid showing signs when drawing the sword, or simply violated the laws of body muscle movement. Fortunately, he had practiced the Marrow Cleansing Sutra since he was a child, and he could control the muscles of the whole body very delicately.
Although the moves he used were very weird, Linghu Chong couldn't figure out how to use Murong Fu's sword moves, and he was a little confused for a while.
After fighting for a while, Murong Fu had the upper hand. Linghu Chong suddenly thrust out a sword at an angle. It looked completely powerless. The tip of the sword was crooked, as if he didn't even know where to point it.
Murong Fu was stunned, and subconsciously raised the tip of his sword to protect his upper body. Unexpectedly, Linghu Chong's sword tip trembled and stabbed towards his lower body.
"Is this... there is a way to win without a move?" Murong Fu was shocked. He didn't expect that Linghu Chong could understand it to this extent. He immediately followed Linghu Chong's example and no longer cared about the moves.
The moves of the two people suddenly became chaotic, or they could not be considered moves at all. To others, it looked like two people who did not understand martial arts were hacking and stabbing randomly, but the two of them were able to dismantle each other's random moves.
After dozens more moves passed, Murong Fu became more and more skillful. His moves were concise and casual, and those that could be stabbed with one sword would never go around in circles.
But Linghu Chong was gradually losing his strength, and he admired Murong Fu in his heart. He first discovered the secret of his Dugu Nine Swords, and then realized that "there is a move to win without any move".
It seems to be better than my own. This qualification is many times higher than my own.
Little did he know that Murong Fu already had a theory, but he just lacked the opportunity.
Linghu Chong couldn't help but remember a question he once asked Uncle Feng Taishi, "If both of them have no moves, who will win?"
I remember that Uncle Taishi shook his head and said: "I don't know, there are only five people in the world who can achieve this state." Unexpectedly, he met Murong Fu not long after he came down the mountain.
There was a "clang", but it was Murong Fu who took advantage of Linghu Chong to fly away from the gods and knocked his sword away with his sword. Murong Fu put away his sword and stood up, "Master Linghu, you lose!"
All the disciples in Huashan looked disappointed. Linghu Chong was also stunned, and then he cupped his fists and saluted, "Young Master Murong's swordsmanship is so powerful that I admire you."
Linghu Chong's admiration was sincere. He knew that even if he hadn't been distracted just now, he would still be able to withstand at least ten moves from Murong Fu.
Because Murong Fu had already vaguely integrated the moves he had learned into one, eliminating complexity and simplifying, his swordsmanship had improved to a higher level, and his understanding of "no move can win with one move" was much better than his own.
Murong Fu's eyes flashed with pride, and his heart moved, "I can heal your injuries, but I have a condition. From now on, you must obey the orders of my Murong family, how about that?"
Linghu Chong shook his head and said, "Thank you very much, Mr. Murong, for your kindness. I have been nurtured and taught by my master and my wife since I was a child. I must never abandon my master and join someone else's sect."
"In this case, I won't do anything to force it." Although he had known that this would be the result, Murong Fu couldn't help but feel a little disappointed.
Glancing at Yue Buqun and seeing the anger and jealousy in his eyes, Murong Fu was moved in his heart and said: "I would also like to ask Mr. Linghu to greet senior Feng Qingyang for me, and I will visit Huashan another day."
Linghu Chong was startled, "How did you know... I'm sorry, I don't know Senior Feng."
Murong Fu smiled slightly and said, "Who else in this world besides Feng Qingyang can master the Nine Swords of Dugu? If you can obtain his true inheritance, your future is limitless, and the Huashan Sect will be prosperous just around the corner."
Linghu Chong remained silent, wondering how Master Murong could recognize his own swordsmanship and know that Uncle Feng Taishi was in Huashan.
Everyone looked surprised, "What! Senior Sword God Feng Qingyang is still alive!"