Whoosh, whoosh —
On the mountainside, strong winds blew, fluttering Bai Wuxia's loose green robe.
Mu Qingsong was like a giant pine tree, standing straight in front of Bai Wuxia.
He stood with his hands behind his back, staring at Bai Wuxia calmly. His lips curled into a faint smile. "You've lost."
Bai Wuxia still had a kind expression on her face, but deep within her eyes, there was a strange look that appeared involuntarily.
'Lost?'
In terms of moves, he had indeed lost by half a move. Compared to the time when Mu Qingsong lost to him by half a move. Today's half a move was not too embarrassing.
The old monk had cultivated himself for more than twenty years, but he had never been forced by emotions. Now, he had another willpower.
He had lost to Mu Qingsong by half a move!
Xiao Zheng looked at the two people on the field, his mind was filled with thoughts.
The two moves just now seemed simple, but in fact, it contained thousands of changes. Especially Mu Qingsong's palm. It had the power of raging waves. Even Bai Wuxia's profound Dragon Claw could not resist his magical palm.
How powerful was Mu Qingsong?
He was indeed the creator of the Eight Ultimate Techniques!
No wonder Shang Jingtian did not even dare to fight, and acted like a coward. This person's strength was terrifying!
Xiao Zheng was silent for a while, he wanted to step forward and say something. However, before he could speak, Bai Wuxia, who was standing calmly at the side, suddenly spoke. His face was shining brightly. He said in a tone that Xiao Zheng had never seen before, "Why don't you take another move from me?"
Xiao Zheng was shocked!
A monk should be merciful, how could he take the initiative to attack?
Even if he was forced to spar, he should stop.
However, at this moment, Bai Wuxia took the initiative to spar with Mu Qingsong for the second time. Moreover, Xiao Zheng clearly felt a majestic aura from Bai Wuxia!
Compared to the first time, it was even more terrifying!
Obviously, the victory twenty years ago made Bai Wuxia look down on Mu Qingsong. He thought that even if he used eighty percent of his strength, he would at least be undefeatable.
At this moment, Bai Wuxia still maintained the demeanor of a monk. He had never thought of using his full strength.
But right now, his gaze, his expression, and even his aura all revealed his unparalleled desire to fight!
This was the true fighting spirit of a famous expert!
That's right, Mu Qingsong had successfully triggered his endless fighting spirit. Mu Qingsong's shocking palm also made Bai Wuxia's dragon hand restless. They were going to fight again!
Mu Qingsong smiled.
Boundless savagery!
Another move?
Twenty years ago, he had said the same thing to Bai Wuxia. But did the other party agree?
A loss is a loss!
Even if it was just one move, the whole game would still be lost!
Mu Qingsong stood with his hands behind his back and looked at Bai Wuxia with disdain. "I can wait for you for twenty years. But before that, I won't fight again. "
Even though he had been meditating for more than twenty years, Bai Wuxia's heart that was like stagnant water was still beating violently.
Twenty years?
Twenty years ago, they were all young people in the prime of their lives. Twenty years later, they were already middle-aged and old. Wait for another twenty years?
Bai Wuxia's gentle body suddenly exploded with anger that could not be extinguished!
Yes!
He was angry.
He could not control his anger!
How could he wait for another twenty years?
He could not wait!
However, how could he let Mu Qingsong fight again?
He had no choice.
Today, the old monk encountered the second unsolvable inner demon in his life.
"Amitabha …"
Bai Wuxia put his palms together. After the fleeting anger, he gradually calmed down.
He was not really calm.
But he could not change the outcome. He was a monk. He must remember his identity. At least, before he renounced asceticism, his thoughts should be in line with his identity.
His dharma name was not transcendence. He did not transcend the people of the world, he only transcended himself.
Therefore, he still had the cultivation base.
"Almsgiver, if that's the case, please go down the mountain," Bai Wuxia said slowly. His expression was calm. He seemed to have broken away from the anger just now.
"Go down the mountain?" Mu Qingsong said with a calm look. "I haven't gone up the mountain yet. How can I go down the mountain?"
"You want to go up the mountain?"
Finally. Xiao Zheng stood up.
When Mu Qingsong rejected Bai Wuxia, he wanted to say something, but he did not know how to stand up. What identity should he stand up with?
What right did he have to help Bai Wuxia?
Did Bai Wuxia need his help?
But now, he must stand up.
Because — Mu Qingsong wanted to go up the mountain!
"Yes. I want to go up the mountain, "Mu Qingsong said with a gloomy face.
It was as if the flame in his chest had only been ignited at this moment.
"Why do you want to go up the mountain?" Xiao Zheng pursed his lips and asked expressionlessly.
"To see an old friend," Mu Qingsong said calmly.
"The old friend is in front of you. You've already seen her," Xiao Zheng said word by word.
"There's one more," Mu Qingsong said meaningfully. "She's on the mountain."
Xiao Zheng's eyes flashed and he strode forward. "She doesn't want to see guests."
"I'm not a guest," Mu Qingsong said calmly. "Yes, she's an enemy. An enemy from twenty years ago. "
When Xiao Zheng heard that, the Qi in his body exploded!
The powerhouse in front of him was the most powerful person he had ever seen in his life!
He could not tolerate any negligence on his part. At the same time, he could not avoid him and not see him.
Therefore, he had to do this.
He had to give 100% of his energy!
"She's your enemy. She's my family. "Xiao Zheng's eyes were filled with anger. "If you want to see her, you'll have to go through me first."
"Even Bai Wuxia can't stop me. Can you? "Mu Qingsong said with disdain.
Bai Wuxia couldn't stop him?
What did that mean?
Could it be that Bai Wuxia had been meditating for more than twenty years just to stop Mu Qingsong who could go up the mountain to take revenge at any time?
Yes!
In this world, except for Bai Wuxia who had defeated Mu Qingsong. How many people could stop this legendary powerhouse, the creator of the Eight Ultimates?
No wonder, no wonder Bai Wuxia refused to go down the mountain for twenty years.
What he wanted to do was to protect the phoenix at the top of the mountain. Entrenched on the mountainside!
This kind of persistence was rare in this world!
Unconsciously, Xiao Zheng's respect for Bai Wuxia increased a little. He lived up to his reputation as the Love Monk.
Facing the invasion of Mu Qingsong's powerful aura, Xiao Zheng still did not move. A sarcastic smile appeared on his face. "I've met countless powerhouses in my life and many of them have said the same words as you. But in the end, they were either dead or courting death. Senior, which type do you think you are? "
It was not that Xiao Zheng was arrogant. He wanted to provoke Mu Qingsong!
In martial arts, seniority was too important.
Many of the older powerhouses did not even bother to fight with the younger generation. If they won, it would be useless. If they lost, it would be shameful. Xiao Zheng had to stop him, but he had no choice but to fight!
Therefore, he had to provoke Mu Qingsong. Let him fight him head-on!
This was perfectly justifiable!
This was the root of Xiao Zheng's arrogance!
He had to fight today no matter what!
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