In fact, Mu Qingxiao's strength might even be much higher than Zhang Wuji's. After all, the latter did not even move his hand, which meant everything.
How could one describe Zhang Wuji as a genius? How could one describe Mu Qingxiao? To possess such terrifying strength at such a young age, he could only be described as a monster!
Suddenly, everyone looked at Song Yuanqiao strangely. Who was the master and who was the disciple?
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At that moment, looking at Mu Qingxiao's calm expression, Zhang Wuji was extremely shocked. He kept mobilizing his inner force and condensed it on his iron fist, wanting to break through his defense with brute force.
His thoughts were plentiful, but reality was cruel.
No matter how strong Zhang Wuji was, he was only a top expert. Even if he cultivated the Nine Yang Scripture and the Heaven and Earth Great Shift, so what?
Their strength was not in the same dimension. To Mu Qingxiao, this kind of strength was no different from an ant. He could stomp them to death with a casual step, so there was no need for him to be serious.
As time passed, Zhang Wuji became more and more shocked. He could not help but blurt out, "I didn't expect you to hide so deeply!"
Hearing that, Mu Qingxiao's lips curled into a devilish smile. He smiled and said, "The one who hid the most deeply is not me, but you, Ceng Aniu. No, you're now the young hero Zhang Wuji.
"You dare to challenge me with your strength? You really don't take me seriously. It's good to have courage, but it's not good to be brainless. The gap between us can't be closed. You'll never be able to catch up to me."
As soon as he finished speaking, Mu Qingxiao raised his dashing eyebrows.
This was because he noticed that there were a few people watching the show on the towering stone wall on the right. Just as in the plot, Zhao Min brought the Yuan Dynasty prince and the Xuanming Elders here.
Zhao Min's plan was flawless. In the end, she even captured the experts from various sects alive. However, Mu Qingxiao was the biggest flaw in her plan.
Since Zhao Min and the others had arrived, it meant that there were countless Yuan Dynasty soldiers lying in ambush in the Line Canyon under the Brightness Peak. Mu Qingxiao did not intend to continue the stalemate.
Looking at Zhang Wuji's gloomy face, Mu Qingxiao frowned. To be honest, he really hated this kind of expression that was obviously filled with killing intent. With a cold snort, an irresistible force surged out.
"Boom!"
With a muffled sound, Zhang Wuji's body flew backward like a cannonball. He spat out a mouthful of blood in the air and then fell heavily to the ground.
In the blink of an eye, gravel and dust flew everywhere. Feeling the intense pain all over his body, Zhang Wuji coughed up a few more mouthfuls of blood.
He could feel that his internal organs had been displaced, and he would not be able to fully recover without a few months of recuperation. Zhang Wuji glanced at Mu Qingxiao in the center of the battlefield, and his vision became increasingly blurry.
Looking at this man who had brought him great humiliation both physically and mentally, he fainted under the influence of his pride.
"Wuji, Wuji's grandson!"
The White-browed Eagle King, Yin Tianzheng, was the first to rush over. He hurriedly held Zhang Wuji in his arms and checked his injuries with a panicked expression. He was only relieved when he found that there was no danger to his life.
At this moment, on the towering cliff, Zhao Min, who was disguised as a man, looked at the fainted Zhang Wuji. A trace of recollection flashed in her eyes. She chuckled and said, "So, he is Zhang Wuji."
"Lu Zhangke, He Biweng, what do you think of the Wudang disciple who knocked Zhang Wuji out?"
They looked at each other and answered, "Princess, not to mention a Wudang disciple, even if Wudang's Zhang Sanfeng came here, as long as the two of us joined hands, we still have a chance of winning."
Zhao Min looked straight ahead at the fainted Zhang Wuji below, and a trace of worry flashed in her eyes. "Find a chance to cripple his martial arts, do you hear me?"
The Yuan Dynasty Prince, who was standing to the side, glanced at Zhang Wuji and could not help but ask, "Min Min, don't tell me you like this Zhang Wuji?"
Hearing this, Zhao Min came back to her senses, and a trace of panic flashed in her beautiful eyes. She glared fiercely at the Yuan Dynasty Prince and fiercely retorted, "How could I like Zhang Wuji? You are really thinking too much."
"Then why did you ask Lu Zhangke and He Biweng to kill the Wudang disciple who knocked Zhang Wuji out?"
"Oh, you are really thinking too much. I just thought that this Wudang disciple might hinder my plan. Hmm? Look, the one in the hands of the Shaolin Sect disciple seems to be Master Cheng. "
Lu Zhangke looked over and replied, "Princess, it is indeed Cheng Kun, but he seems to be badly injured, and there are iron chains tied to his body. There are two bloody holes on his shoulder blades, and I think they have been penetrated."
Hearing Lu Zhangke's answer, Zhao Min looked a little confused. "Last night, Yuchi Feng went to follow Cheng Kun and has not returned yet, but Cheng Kun is in such a miserable state. Could it be …"
Zhao Min immediately had a guess in her heart. She said to the Yuan Dynasty Prince, "Listen, I am afraid there will be a change in the plan. Call all the remaining forces here. Now that the six great sects are at the end of their rope, it will be the best time for us to make a move."
Hearing this, the Yuan Dynasty Prince naturally obeyed, but he still asked, "Min Min, I will call the troops, but what about you? This is the Ming Dynasty's territory, and there are six great sects here. I am worried about you."
"Oh, you are so annoying. With Lu Zhangke and He Biweng here, what can happen? I am just staying here to continue watching the show."
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At the same time, Mu Qingxiao had returned to the Wudang team under everyone's complicated gazes.
The Emei female disciple next to him looked infatuated, while Abbess Miejue looked surprised and appreciative. Song Qingshu snorted coldly and did not give him a good look.
Yin Liting and Yu LianZhou praised, "The pupil has surpassed the master." Then, they ran toward Zhang Wuji.
However, Mu Qingxiao could feel that the two of them were very dissatisfied with him for hiding his martial arts and attacking Zhang Wuji so heavily.
Song YuanQiao glanced at Mu Qingxiao with a complicated expression. He nodded and said, "No wonder your realm was so fast back then. However, everyone has their own secrets. To be honest, your martial prowess makes me feel inferior. I really don't have the confidence and qualifications to be your master."
After that, he followed Yin Liting's footsteps and walked toward the Ming Dynasty. Song Qingshu felt proud and followed closely behind.
Originally, he was very nervous because Mu Qingxiao's talent and strength were too outstanding. He was afraid that the latter would compete with him for the position of the Wudang Sect Leader.
But now, looking at the faces of his father and Martial Uncle, there was no such possibility, which made him feel relieved.
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