"When...you took action?" Master Jue looked at Meng Xiuyuan with disbelief in her eyes.
She was clearly staring at Meng Xiuyuan the whole time, never relaxing for a moment. No matter how high Meng Xiuyuan's skill was or how fast he was, there would still be no trace of his attack.
Master Miejie considers herself to be a top-notch master in the world. She does not believe that there is anyone who is so much better than her.
Meng Xiuyuan seemed to have expected Master Miejie's reaction, and said with an indifferent smile:
"Master, didn't you see clearly? Then I'll demonstrate it to you again."
As he spoke, he nonchalantly threw the Yitian Sword back to Master Miejie with a very relaxed expression. It seemed as if it was not the magical weapon that all martial arts people in the world had long dreamed of, but just an insignificant piece of scrap metal.
Miejie subconsciously looked at Yitian Sword, her expression a little confused. After a moment, she raised her head and looked at Meng Xiuyuan, her eyes focused:
"Meng Shaoxia is indeed not an ordinary person. I admire him very much."
Meng Xiuyuan waved his hand and said calmly:
"Master is too praised. Be careful, I want to borrow this Yitian Sword for a look."
The next moment, the exterminated master's child's hole suddenly shrank.
After being prepared in advance, this time, she finally saw Meng Xiuyuan's movements clearly.
It turned out that Meng Xiuyuan's left hand, which was close to the sword at his waist, gently patted the scabbard of his Zhenwu sword, causing it to tremble slightly.
Immediately, a secret and rapid energy shot out from the hilt of Zhenwu Sword towards Master Miejie.
This energy was invisible and colorless, and Master Miejie couldn't see it. He had to rely on the subtle sound of breaking through the air in his ears and the position of the hilt of the Zhenwu sword to judge its trajectory and block it with his horizontal sword.
After all, Master Miejie is also a top-notch master in the world. He has studied martial arts for decades, and his basic skills are still very solid. Therefore, this sword was actually very accurate, and he accurately shattered Meng Xiuyuan's hidden energy in the air.
But what she didn't expect was that after this energy, there was actually a palm force coming right after her. When she was unprepared, it hit her chest with a "bang".
The power of this palm was extremely clever. Although it was not very powerful, it still caused her breath to stagnate, her whole body to lose strength, and the Heavenly Sword came out of her hand.
The next moment, Master Miejie calmed down and looked up again. Meng Xiuyuan was still standing opposite her as before, holding the Yitian Sword, smiling and saying nothing.
"you!……"
Master Miejie's blood surged. For a moment, he felt that Meng Xiuyuan had used a conspiracy and hid a palm force behind the sword energy, which made him plot against him. He was very angry in his heart.
You must know that when her senior brother Gu Hongzi faced Yang Xiao, it was because he fell into the opponent's trick and was hit with a palm in the chest. He was defeated without even pulling out the Yitian Sword. The Yitian Sword was taken away, and he finally became depressed. And finally.
At this moment, just like that moment, in Master Miejie's mind, Meng Xiuyuan's image couldn't help but overlap with that of the cunning, cunning, despicable and shameless Yang Xiao.
But soon, looking at Meng Xiuyuan's face that looked very much like the ancestor's, Master Miejie finally came to his senses.
After all, the decent young hero in front of me is different from the devil from the Demon Cult.
At least Meng Xiuyuan has always behaved openly and aboveboard. He has neither misled anyone with words nor given warnings before taking action.
On the contrary, he didn't notice the opponent's hidden palm power. After all, his skills were inferior to others, so there was no reason to blame his opponent.
Thinking of this, Master Miejie nodded secretly and looked at the young man in front of him.
Meng Xiuyuan saw her silently and explained:
"Master Tai, do you know the purpose of the two moves I just used?"
"I don't know." Master Jiejie said.
"Then Master, please listen carefully." Meng Xiuyuan looked at the other party with a blank expression and said:
"My sword and palm are the least powerful moves among the sword techniques and palm techniques I have learned.
When my master Zhang Zhenren taught me martial arts, he told me that if one day I meet someone who does not want to be hostile but has no choice but to fight, I can use these two moves.
Therefore, the fundamental purpose of these two moves is to control others without hurting them, and to give the other party a chance to repent.
I don’t think we have any grudge against you, Master Tai, so we used these two tactics.
I believe, Master, there must be a reason why you said you want to test my martial arts.
However, there are only three things that can happen. I only know these two tricks.
If you, Master, try to take action again, then no matter how much I want to hold back, I can't."
Meng Xiuyuan originally thought that Master Miejie would understand what he said and would not embarrass him again.
But I didn't expect that extinction is indeed extinction. He only lives in his own world and doesn't care about his good intentions at all:
"Young Master Meng, there is no need to say more. If you give me another slap, everything will be clear."
After saying that, Master Miejie mobilized all her inner strength and used the move "Buddha's Light to Shine" to shoot Meng Xiuyuan.
This whole set of "Buddha's Light Illuminating" palm techniques only has one move, which is based on the profound "Emei Nine Yang Technique". The palm power covers the entire body of the enemy, making the opponent unstoppable and must be met head-on. It is considered the highest among the Emei palm techniques.
Killing move.
Meng Xiu saw that the old nun was so stubborn and stubborn, so he couldn't bear it any longer. He used his backhand to hit the old nun with five powerful powers and slapped her away.
There was a muffled "bang", and the ending was no surprise. Master Miejie was instantly knocked backwards by the huge force of Meng Xiuyuan's palm, breaking two or three wooden tables and chairs behind her before falling to the ground with a mouthful of blood.
Spit it out.
But what really surprised Meng Xiuyuan was Master Miejie's reaction.
"Good! Good palm skills! Good skills!"
Master Miejie got up from the ground in embarrassment, her face was pale, her teeth were covered with blood when she opened her mouth, and she looked like a ghost. But looking at her expression, she looked particularly happy, and she said three "Okay" in a row.
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Seeing her like this, Meng Xiuyuan could not help but curse: Even after ten years of cultivation in Wudang Mountain, his quality was much better than in his previous life:
"Is there something wrong with this old nun's brain?"
Faced with such a master of extermination, Meng Xiuyuan couldn't fight or not, and was left in a daze.
Fortunately, at this time, the disciples of the Emei Sect outside the door heard the sound of tables and chairs being smashed and rushed in hurriedly.
"Master! What's wrong with you, Master?"
The Emei disciples hurriedly helped Master Miejie up and kept asking questions while glaring angrily in the direction of Meng Xiuyuan.
"It doesn't matter, I'm fine. I'm just competing with Meng Shaoxia in martial arts. It's inevitable that I'll get some damage if I use my hands. Don't be rude to Meng Shaoxia!"
On the other hand, Master Miejie still looked cheerful. She stretched out her hand to stop the disciples around her, stood up, patted the dust on her body, straightened her appearance slightly, and smiled at Meng Xiuyuan:
"Sure enough, the rumors in the world are true. Meng Shaoxia has such a level of cultivation at such a young age. It is simply unbelievable.
In this way, the suspicion in my mind has been verified, and I will tell you directly, Mr. Meng, about some things."
Meng Xiuyuan vaguely guessed what Master Miejie meant and interrupted:
"Master Tai, I may indeed look similar to the founder of your sect, but I have been an orphan since I was a child, and I cannot remember what my parents look like, so it is difficult to tell my origins.
No matter you ask me or make random guesses, you will not get the exact result.
And although my martial arts is good, it's just my natural talent, and it doesn't necessarily mean that I inherited someone's bloodline.
After all, it is related to the reputation of the founder of your sect, and I hope Master will think clearly about what he wants to say before speaking."
When Master Miejie heard this, he was not angry because of Meng Xiuyuan's attitude. Instead, he smiled and shook his head and said:
"Meng Shaoxia has misunderstood. I have no intention of inquiring and guessing about your life experience, and I will not arbitrarily arrange the story of Patriarch Guo Xiang.
I just want to say that you and I, Emei, are destined.
I wonder if you, Mr. Meng Shaoxia, are interested in joining our Emei Sect?"