The world begins with refining skills

Chapter 79 Smart Man

"Hahaha, since Young Master Mu is in such a good mood, I will respectfully obey your orders."

Qu Yang was also somewhat interested in Mu Sheng's invitation. To be able to become the elder of the Demon Sect, he must have worked hard to improve his martial arts.

Even though he is now obsessed with music, Qu Yang is still willing to see the unfamiliar and advanced martial arts such as Tingfeng Sword Technique.

"Young Master Mu, be careful."

Having seen the speed of the Tingfeng Sword, Qu Yang was not overconfident. He drew out his dagger and attacked first.

Although his famous martial arts skill is the Black Blood Needle, it doesn't mean he is incapable of using weapons.

After all, in the world of Smiling Proud Wanderer, unless one has extremely high internal strength, using weapons is always better than being bare-handed.

This was the first time that Mu Sheng faced off against such a famous figure in the world of Smiling Proud Wanderer, so he did not dare to hold back and used all his skills.

He drew his sword to block Qu Yang's attack, and felt confident as he felt the force coming from the sword.

The sound of weapons clashing rang out in the forest. Within a few breaths, the two men had already exchanged more than a dozen moves.

"Senior Qu, be careful."

Mu Sheng suddenly gave a reminder and stabbed forward with a sword.

In the fight just now, Qu Yang had already felt another characteristic of Mu Sheng's Tingfeng Sword besides its speed.

It is power!

It is hard to imagine that such a swift and fast sword technique could also be powerful and severe, if he had not been prepared in advance, he would not have underestimated it.

He was likely to stumble after the first contact, and now after hearing Mu Sheng's reminder, he became more careful.

Isn’t great power another characteristic of the Tingfeng Sword?
Qu Yang began to feel doubtful and concentrated on dealing with Mu Sheng's sword.

The moment the two swords collided, Qu Yang realized something was wrong. It was clearly the swords that collided, but his wrist was inexplicably attacked.

The force was not strong, and Qu Yang reacted immediately, but he still revealed an obvious flaw, with the middle door wide open.

However, Mu Sheng did not take the opportunity to attack. He stood there and looked at Qu Yang and smiled.

"Senior Qu, how about my Ruyi Jin?"

"Ruyi Power, what a Ruyi Power! It's just as I wish. Such a magical attack method is really eye-opening."

Qu Yang touched his wrist that was attacked and sighed. Even though he was well prepared, he was still caught off guard and exposed his flaws.

If it were someone else, they would be caught off guard and suffer serious damage from this one move.

"Then continue?"

Mu Sheng swung his sword and continued to challenge Qu Yang. He was not satisfied yet.

"Go on, this is such a magical move, the old man should experience it more."

Qu Yang was not disappointed either, as he was also excited by the unique attacking method of Ruyi Jin.

The ping-pong sound of weapons clashing rang out again. This time, Qu Yang specifically reserved a portion of his internal energy to guard against any sudden attack.

Mu Sheng also slowed down a bit, and after a few hundred moves, seeing that Qu Yang was already showing signs of fatigue, Mu Sheng stopped his moves, retreated, and clasped his fists.

"Senior Qu has such a deep inner strength."

"Young Master Mu is very good at swordsmanship and physical strength. I am ashamed to say that I am not as good as him." Qu Yang said with emotion.

After a fight, he discovered that although Mu Sheng's internal strength had made some progress, it was still at the level of elite disciples in the major sects.

Although he was far inferior to him, he had a strong physique and amazing strength. Coupled with the swiftness of the Tingfeng Sword and the strangeness of the Ruyi Force, even he had to be careful in dealing with them.

Moreover, his strength was long-lasting. Qu Yang originally wanted to rely on his profound internal strength to turn the game around, but he didn't expect that he would be exhausted first.

It is true that the new generation replaces the old generation!
"Senior Qu is too modest. Everyone in the martial arts world knows how powerful the Black Blood Needle is. If Senior Qu had used this needle, Mu Sheng would have lost long ago."

Mu Sheng didn't care about Qu Yang's praise, but complimented him with a smile.

"Young Master Mu, there is no need to comfort the old man. If you lose, you lose. Young Master Mu's Wind-Listening Sword is so fast that the old man's Black Blood Needle is useless."

Qu Yang shook his head and said that the power of his Black Blood Needle lies in the poison on the needle. If it fails to hit the target, no matter how powerful the poison is, it will be useless.

"Senior Qu, you are too kind." "Brother Sheng, Brother Sheng, how come your martial arts are so powerful? Even my grandfather can't beat you."

After seeing the two finished their competition, Qu Feiyan ran over with Xiao Hei on her head, hugged Mu Sheng's arm and asked.

"Of course, because I have a special way of practicing martial arts."

"What special training method do you have? Can you teach me?"

Qu Feiyan's eyes lit up. Is there such a method? No wonder Brother Sheng is so young, but he is more powerful than Grandpa.

If I learn this method, won’t I be able to become a female warrior more powerful than my grandfather?
He immediately shook Mu Sheng's arm and looked at Mu Sheng eagerly, with desire written all over his face.

Qu Yang, who was standing by, also looked over curiously when he heard this. The only way he knew of to quickly improve his skills was the Star Absorbing Technique taught by his former teacher, Ren Woxing.

"You want to learn, but my method can only be learned by smart people. Feifei, are you a smart person?"

"Of course I am smart. If you don't believe me, ask my grandfather."

Qu Feiyan immediately expressed her opinion and said it seriously, fearing that Mu Sheng would not believe it.

"Your grandfather will definitely support you. So, let me test you. If you can answer the questions, I will teach you. How about that?" Mu Sheng said with a smile on his face.

"Okay, but you can't ask me things I don't know, because I definitely won't be able to answer them." Qu Feiyan agreed confidently, and at the same time made excuses for herself.

"Don't worry, these are all very simple questions to think about."

Mu Sheng said with a smile, and took Qu Feiyan back to the campfire, sitting down face to face, and Qu Yang also sat beside them.

"Are you ready? I'm about to start."

"I'm ready, just ask, Brother Sheng." Qu Feiyan took a deep breath and looked serious.

"Okay, Xiao Ming's father has three sons. The eldest son is named Damao, the second son is named Ermao, and what is the third son's name?"

"Sanmao!"

"wrong."

"Ah, what's wrong, eyelashes?"

"Still wrong."

"Ah, the eldest son is Damao, the second son is Ermao, and the third son is Sanmao, right? Brother Sheng, you can't cheat!" Qu Feiyan was a little anxious.

"Haha, Feifei, if you can't answer it, I will announce the answer."

"Wait, I'll think about it again."

After hearing what Mu Sheng said, Qu Feiyan knew that he was not playing tricks, so she glanced at her grandfather Qu Yang.

I noticed that he was also thinking hard and had no idea, so I knew I couldn't count on him.

"Yeah, eyebrows!"

"wrong."

"."

"Ah, I know, it's Xiaomao!"

"No~that's not right~", Mu Sheng said while shaking his head.

"Ah~, this question is too difficult, I don't know the answer, Brother Sheng, please announce the answer."

Qu Feiyan screamed in venting, finally gave up, and her body, which had been standing upright, collapsed.

"The answer is Xiao Ming. I already said he is Xiao Ming's father."