The white-robed elder's eyes were very bright, as vast as the ocean and as deep as the stars. Anyone who laid eyes on him would be drawn in at first glance and find it difficult to look away.
Song Qingshu's heart skipped a beat. He could already feel a mental invasion and instantly understood that this person was one of the Four Remonstrants that Zhao Min had mentioned, as well as one of the Four Great Households – Elder Wu Sun.
Last night, Zhao Min had warned him that Elder Wu Sun had the ability to communicate with the gods in his dreams. At the same time, he could also silently kill Temujin's enemies in their dreams. At that time, he had snorted disdainfully, but after seeing it today, he immediately understood that Elder Wu Sun's mental strength was extremely terrifying. He must have specialized in mental attacks. With his ability, it was not difficult for him to leave a mental suggestion and wipe out an opponent's consciousness in their dreams. Coupled with the fact that most people were superstitious and ignorant, it had been passed down by word of mouth, resulting in the mysterious image of Elder Wu Sun.
Feeling the mental invasion, Song Qingshu thought that Elder Wu Sun was careless and did not know his true identity, nor did he know that Song Qingshu was also an expert in this area. If he suddenly attacked now, he would most likely be able to wipe out Elder Wu Sun's soul.
It had to be known that with the mental strength displayed by Elder Wu Sun, Song QingShu was not completely confident that he could defeat him in a fair fight. If he did not attack this time, he might not have such a good opportunity in the future.
However, looking at the Mongolian experts in the hall, Song Qingshu finally dispelled this tempting thought and replied, "Fu Cailin's swordsmanship has already reached the level of godhood. When I faced him, I had the upper hand just a moment ago. I felt that both my blade and my aura were at their peak and that I would be able to cut him in half in the next moment. But at that moment, the tip of his sword suddenly appeared in front of my throat … no, it should be said that it was more like I took the initiative to collide with the tip of his sword."
Song Qingshu had originally wanted to mislead Temujin with some nonsense, but with so many top experts present, they were very clear about the level of the Shuiyue Sect's martial arts. If it was not for the fact that he had lost reasonably, they would definitely suspect him. Moreover, Xu Liewu had witnessed it from the side. After hesitating for a moment, Song Qingshu decided to repeat what happened that night.
"Take the initiative to collide with the tip of the sword?" Temujin seemed to be deep in thought, his expression somewhat doubtful.
Old Man Wu Sun was a little surprised that the other party had recovered from his mental influence so easily. However, on second thought, the Water Moon Sect was one of the few experts under the Great Khan's command. Moreover, the samurai in Dongying often meditated, so it was normal for their mental strength to be higher than ordinary people.
"What do you think?" Temujin looked at the people around him.
Song Qingshu had already noticed these people when he first came in. Aside from Temujin, these people were the most skilled in martial arts. One of them had delicate features and did not look like a middle-aged man. With a crew cut and a monk's robe, it was obvious that he was from the Tantric Sect. The only person from the Mongolian Tantric Sect who could stand next to Temujin was Emperor's Preceptor Ba Siba.
Although they had not officially fought, Song Qingshu could already roughly estimate that Ba Siba Siba's martial arts were superior to Jinlun Fawang's by quite a bit. In terms of internal energy, perhaps the two were not that far apart. However, Ba Siba's mental strength was almost at its peak, which was far superior to Jinlun Fawang's. Jinlun Fawang's mental strength was extremely poor, so if they were to really fight, the difference between the two would be more obvious than imagined.
The other person was dressed in yellow. His face was very long, and his skin was whiter than that of a girl's. It was as smooth as jade and as transparent as snow. There was not the slightest trace of a beard at the corner of his mouth. In particular, his pair of phoenix eyes were long and bright, giving off a sense of beauty and evil.
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He opened his mouth and spoke in a soft and pleasant voice, "Although I know that I am slightly better than the Water Moon Sect, if we were to really fight, I would need to rely on my agility to seize the initiative."
On the side, Ba Siba also nodded and said, "That's right. That Fu Cailin actually made the Water Moon Sect use his sabre skills to the extreme before attacking. In the end, he was easily defeated. I really can't understand it."
At this time, another foreign monk stood up and shouted, "I don't believe that there is anyone in the world who can defeat the Water Moon Sect in one move. Could it be that in order to lessen the charge of running away, you purposely exaggerated and described the enemy as more powerful than he actually is?"
The other person stared straight at Song Qingshu. Song Qingshu also looked at him. He saw that his body was imposing and his eyebrows were all white. Information about him immediately appeared in his mind – Red Sun Fawang, along with Li Chi Mei and Nian Liandan, were known as the Three Great Grandmasters of the Outer Regions.
Red Sun Fawang and the Water Moon Sect had once fought for a short period of time. They both admired each other's martial arts and felt that their cultivation levels were about the same. If the Water Moon Sect was defeated by Fu Cailin in one move despite having the initiative, didn't that mean that he was also not Fu Cailin's opponent in one move?
For someone as proud and arrogant as him, this was completely unacceptable. At the same time, from the bottom of his heart, he did not believe that there was really such a high level of martial arts in the world.
The Red Sun Dharma King's words attracted the attention of the people around him. Some looked at the Shuiyue Grandmaster with schadenfreude, while others looked at them with disdain. Because what he said was reasonable, many people believed that the Shuiyue Grandmaster said it to lighten the punishment.
Song Qingshu said in a low voice, "The Sixth Marquis was also there at that time, and he also saw the opponent's attack. Whether I am lying or not, you can ask him and you will know."
Seeing that everyone was looking at him, Xu Liewu could only answer, "That indeed does not seem like a martial art of the human world. I was watching from the side, but I could not tell how he did it."
The atmosphere in the room suddenly became heavy. It was not that there were no martial artists present who were better than Xu Liewu, but they also knew that Xu Liewu was also a top expert. For him and the Water Moon Sect to be unable to see through Fu Cailin's martial arts, one could imagine how powerful this Fu Cailin was.
At this time, Temujin spoke, "Kuo Kuo, what do you think?"
At this time, everyone's eyes fell on a person sitting on a seat next to the throne. That person wore a hat full of bright feathers, and his robe had many colorful strips of cloth hanging down, mixed with many jewels and bone chains. His entire person gave off a very strange feeling. A golden mask covered his entire face, adding to his mysteriousness.
Hearing this, Song Qingshu's heart skipped a beat. This person's characteristics were so obvious that there was no need to recognize him to know that he was the Shaman Sect Leader – Tongtian Shaman!
Hearing Temujin's words, Tongtian Shaman replied in a low, muffled voice, "If we want to determine Fu Cailin's martial arts, it is easy. We can just directly test the Water Moon Sect."
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