Mu Qingsong's question was too straightforward. It was so straightforward that it made Xiao Zheng a little embarrassed.
'You're nervous?'
'If you're nervous, you're admitting defeat.' 'I'm not nervous, but the way Xiao Zheng was acting right now, he wasn't relaxed at all.
This was his respect for the strong. This was his subconscious reaction after years of killing. He didn't even need to think, his body would react.
"Why should I be nervous?" Xiao Zheng's eyes narrowed as he asked back. "Because you're Mu Qingsong? The creator of the Eight Ultimates? "
"Creator?" Mu Qingsong ignored Xiao Zheng's counterattack and narrowed his eyes slightly. "So I have such a nickname in Hua Xia?"
It was hard to tell whether his face was satisfied or disdainful. However, his gloomy face still maintained an indifferent expression.
"Why did you lure me here?" Xiao Zheng asked straightforwardly.
Talk to people, talk to ghosts. This was the logic that Xiao Zheng figured out in the recent two years of business war. To talk to Mu Qingsong, he only needed to be straightforward, no need to dress up.
"Because you're the only one in the younger generation that I'm interested in," Mu Qingsong said without hiding. "Also, I want to go up the mountain."
As expected!
He wanted to go up the mountain!
"What for?" Xiao Zheng's eyes were cold as he asked coldly.
"To visit an old friend," Mu Qingsong said casually.
Xiao Zheng pursed his lips and said, "Which old friend?"
"You already know the answer," Mu Qingsong said indifferently.
Then, he started walking up the mountain.
His pace wasn't fast. But every step was steady and powerful. Even if he was just walking, his entire body emitted a surging aura like the sea.
'Is this the majesty of the creator of the Eight Ultimates?'
'He can intimidate people without saying a word.' 'Directly to the soul?'
Xiao Zheng exhaled a mouthful of turbid air. He was neither fast nor slow, but he also followed behind them in an extremely steady manner.
'You already know the answer?'
Xiao Zheng didn't know. There were three people living on the mountain. Putting aside Li Jing, who was the most unlikely candidate. Mu Qingsong's old friend could only be between Bai Wuxia and Ye Yuhua. Xiao Zheng remembered that Shang Yao once said that Bai Wuxia lost to him by one move. In other words, the old friend that Mu Qingsong mentioned was most likely Bai Wuxia.
With that in mind, Xiao Zheng had no time to think further. He quickened his pace and followed closely behind.
In terms of leg strength, Xiao Zheng, who had the Refraction skill, was definitely top-notch. However, Mu Qingsong, who was walking in front of them, also possessed heaven-defying leg strength. No matter how hard Xiao Zheng tried, he was still half a beat behind him. It was difficult to catch up.
From this point alone, Xiao Zheng could deduce that. In terms of explosive power and speed, the other party was not inferior to him in the slightest. In fact, he was even stronger!
Among the Eight Ultimates that Xiao Zheng had seen, the only one who could do this was probably Bai Wuxia, who was on the mountain.
No wonder Bai Wuxia lost to him in the battle that year.
This martial arts fanatic, Mu Qingsong, was indeed extraordinary!
To achieve something in one thing, even to the point of creating a miracle. One must have great passion and perseverance. Xiao Zheng yearned for the pinnacle of martial arts and never slacked off. As for Mu Qingsong, he spent his entire life on the path of martial arts. Decades were like a day.
How could his achievements be ordinary?
"Not bad."
On the mountainside, Mu Qingsong suddenly stopped. He turned around and glanced at Xiao Zheng with a gloomy look. "No wonder even Soros' Hand of God couldn't do anything to you."
Xiao Zheng's expression did not change. He stood in front of Mu Qingsong and said coldly, "Until now, no one can do anything to me."
"A confident powerhouse." Mu Qingsong gave a fair evaluation.
After saying that, he slowly turned around and walked toward the Hidden Dragon Pavilion.
The old monk, Bai Wuxia, was already standing in front of the wooden hut.
He wore a green robe and looked kind. He felt refreshed. His robe swayed gently in the breeze. He was like an enlightened monk, exuding an extraordinary temperament.
Mu Qingsong, however, came in front of the old monk without any hindrance. His face was gloomy.
"You've been on the mountain for twenty-two years." Mu Qingsong looked at Bai Wuxia expressionlessly. He did not seem to have any worldly aura.
One was a monk who had severed all ties with the mortal world. There was only love in his heart.
The other had devoted his entire life to martial arts. There was no room for anything else in his eyes.
These two people were worlds apart, but they were so similar.
One had a kind face, and the other had a gloomy face. The confrontation between the two was extremely interesting. There were sparks everywhere.
However, Xiao Zheng's mood was not relaxed. Not only was he not relaxed, but he was also slightly worried.
The old monk was, after all, an old monk. Even if he had severed his love. But he still worshiped the Bodhisattva and did not kill. On the other hand, Mu Qingsong sacrificed killing to martial arts. If the two of them really fought, the old monk would definitely be at a disadvantage.
Moreover, back then, the old monk had already lost. Now that his identity and state of mind had changed, what would happen?
Xiao Zheng quickly walked forward and quietly stood beside the old monk.
In the face of Xiao Zheng's good intentions, the old monk only smiled and did not interfere. Then, he calmly looked at Mu Qingsong and put his palms together, "I haven't seen you for twenty-two years. Almsgiver, your murderous aura is gone. But you have an extra will. "
"What will?" Mu Qingsong asked calmly.
"The will to win," the old monk said slowly.
"Then what do you think I have been doing for the past twenty-two years? Growing flowers and vegetables? "Mu Qingsong snorted. His aura surged.
The old monk smiled and didn't say anything else.
"Let's do it," Mu Qingsong pursed his lips. "Let me witness your world-famous Dragon Hand again."
"You will only stop if you win?" The old monk said slowly.
"What do you think?" Mu Qingsong's gaze was cold.
"I lost," the old monk shook his head. "You won."
"Are you insulting me?" Mu Qingsong's murderous aura rose. His eyes shot out a cold glow.
"Uncle Bai just doesn't want to fight with you," Xiao Zheng stood out. His attitude was firm. "He is a monk, why do you have to force him? If you really want to fight, I can accompany you. "
"You don't want to fight?" Mu Qingsong's gaze was cold as he said coldly. "You don't want to fight, or are you afraid of losing?"
At this moment, Xiao Zheng realized that the information he got from Shang Yao was not accurate.
That was right.
The two peerless powerhouses did have a hard fight in the past. However, the result was that Bai Wuxia won. Mu Qingsong lost.
If not, Mu Qingsong would not have brooded over it for more than twenty years. Now that Hua Xia had reappeared, he wanted to go up the mountain and fight with Bai Wuxia again?
A martial arts fanatic was not only obsessed with martial arts, but he also could not lose.
If he lost, his thoughts would not be clear.
If he lost, his Taoist heart would be disturbed.
That was why he came.
He would get up from where he fell.
He could only stand at the peak after defeating Bai Wuxia. Only then could he fight for the world's number one!
"Xiao Zheng. Get out of the way, "the old monk sighed and said gently. "Since he wants to fight, I will accompany him. A monk should accept all rivers into the sea. With Buddha in your heart, you will be happy wherever you go. Why do you have to stick to dogma? "
If he fought, he would not fight.
If he did not fight, he would fight.
If he did not fight, he would not be able to transcend.
Bai Wuxia had transcended. He did not fight not because he thought he should not fight. He did not want to fight. Since the other party did not want to give up. Why should he be so stubborn?
Bai Wuxia and Ye Yuhua had been meditating and discussing scriptures for more than twenty years. How could Xiao Zheng see through their realms?
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