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Chapter 101 Convince the Three Musketeers of Feng Buping!

The next day, Feng Buping was awakened by the "whirring" sound outside the door. He found that Cheng Buyou Cong Buqi was still lying on the table and sleeping, but Zhang Yu was not there. He hurriedly woke them up, and the three of them followed the sound in confusion.

As soon as he left the door, he saw Zhang Yu practicing Baguazhang in the open space. He saw the powerful force of the palm. Each palm was extremely powerful, and the sound of "pa" kept coming from the air. The body movement he used was also wonderful and agile. The three of them looked at each other in surprise and thought to each other.

"My junior looks young and I think I can do such a mysterious palm technique. It should not be underestimated."

When Zhang Yu saw the two of them coming, he stopped and nodded at the three of them with a smile.

"Three senior brothers are awake. Are I clamoring for you? Sorry, this has become a habit. The palm technique just now was a family-born Bagua Zhang. The farmer's hand-held style is not enough to put on the table, so he is so ugly."

Feng Buping chuckled and shook his head.

"Junior brother, why bother to belittle yourself? Although the palm technique just now did not use internal strength, the palm power also surprised me. You have such martial arts at this age and are already the best among the younger generation."

"Yes, junior brother. Don't be humble."

Cong Buqi Cheng Buyou, who was beside him, also agreed.

"By the way, we haven't told our senior brothers my name yet. It's a sin. My name is Zhang Yu. The bow is Zhang, the jade pendant."

Zhang Yu suddenly remembered that he had not introduced himself, so he immediately sued him and said his true surname.

"Zhang Yu, junior brother, like Master Li, has the word "jade". He should have the fate of master and apprentice, but junior brother, have you never practiced the internal skills and mental methods?"

As a top-notch master, Feng Buping saw that Zhang Yu had no internal strength on him. He frowned and asked him in confusion.

"I have never practiced any internal skills, because most of the internal skills are mastered in the hands of famous sects. I am also a poor and down-and-out person, and I am older. Naturally, I cannot join other sects. Later, I was lucky enough to get the master's Huashan sword technique, so I practiced it day and night until now."

A bitter smile appeared on Zhang Yu's face, and he complained to Feng Buping and the other two. He told him that he had no choice but to go to the ground, but in fact he was thinking about the depression of finding a job in the past.

"In this case, Hunyuan Gong or Zixia secret book is suitable for you. Alas... Unfortunately, I have only Hunyuan Gong. Zixia secret book is exclusive to the leader of the Qi Sect. Our Sword Sect emphasizes skills but not Qi, so..."

Feng Buping lowered his head and pondered for a while, then sighed helplessly.

"No hurry in advance. The three senior brothers have not left the mountain for a long time. Do you still know the current situation of the Huashan Sect?"

Zhang Yu was not very enthusiastic about Hunyuan Gong, so he interrupted Feng Buping and looked up directly at the three of them solemnly.

"This... we only know that the Huashan Sect is now under the jurisdiction of Yue Buqun and his wife."

The three of them looked at each other, and Cheng Buyou took the lead in speaking.

"Three senior brothers, do you want to avenge the Sword Sect or to strengthen the Huashan Sect?"

Zhang Yu walked slowly over the three of them, then looked at the scenery of the mountains and forests in front of him and said in a deep voice.

"Junior brother, what are you saying?"

Cong Buqi couldn't hold back and asked, looking at Zhang Yu's deep back.

"There are only more than 30 people in the Huashan Sect now. Except for the leader Yue Buqun and his wife Ning Zhong, who are considered masters, the rest are all low-level disciples, and their martial arts are insignificant. If we take people to Huashan to compete for the position of the leader, once the fight starts, no matter how it is lost, the Huashan Sect will be."

"Thinking back then, our Huashan Sect was strong and he was the leader in the Five Mountains Sword Sect. Because of the Qi Sword Contest, the strength of the Master Sect was greatly damaged. Even the position of leader of the Five Mountains Sword Sect was lost to the Songshan Sect."

When Zhang Yu said this, he turned around and looked at the three of them, his eyes full of complicated expressions. He couldn't understand why a major sect would fight for such stupid questions, and fight for life and death.

This kind of problem is almost the same as what you think is that the salty tofu brain is delicious or the sweet tofu brain is delicious. Whether it is internal strength or swordsmanship, these are all martial arts of the Huashan School. I don’t understand why we have to distinguish between the superiority and the inferiority, and we also have to determine life and death.

There were many masters at once, and he could withstand the Sun and Moon Sect with one sect, and to be at the top sect like Shaolin Wudang to a second-rate sect. In Zhang Yu's opinion, the leader of the sect at that time was really... too witty! If he didn't do this, how could he have the chance to take advantage of loopholes?

"Junior brother, I have practiced hard for more than twenty years and created a set of 108 styles of Fierce Wind Swords, and I am proud of myself that I am invincible on Mount Hua. This time, the Mahayana sword technique is approaching Japan and wants to go to Mount Hua to revitalize the reputation of my sword sect. What do you say now? Let me do..."

Feng Buping looked at his right hand with a breathless look, with thick calluses covered with them. However, Zhang Yu was also moved by his heart. The lessons learned more than 20 years ago are still vivid in his mind. From a top sect to this point now.

If you go to Huashan again, you will be angry. The master will not be negligent in the fight, and there will be any losses. It is the Huashan Sect who pays the bill himself, and in the end something really happened that caused Huashan to cut off its inheritance... He is really the eternal sinner of the Huashan Sect.

"Junior brother, what do you think we should do now?"

Cheng Buyou felt extremely depressed when he saw that Feng Buping had lost his fighting spirit. He felt that Zhang Yu was a very deliberate person, so he asked for advice.

"Yes, my junior brother said this. I should also think of our Huashan Sect's future."

Cong Buqi also asked impatiently. Feng Buping also raised his head and looked at Zhang Yu with anticipation, feeling that there should be a turning point if he had him in the Huashan Sword Sect.

"Yes, I'm going to be honest with you, I'm a Taoist priest of Maoshan. I can tell fortunes, so I occasionally calculate my own fate."

Zhang Yu began to walk around again, leaving the three of them with a mysterious back.

"Maoshan Taoist priest?!"

The three of them exclaimed, feeling too unbelievable.

"Yes, my grandfather's generation has been a Taoist priest in Maoshan. Later it was passed down to my generation. In fact, the master's bone burial place was also the fate method I calculated."

Zhang Yu continued to turn his back to them and continued to pretend to be deep and talk serious nonsense.

"I didn't expect that my junior brother would have such a profound and mysterious technique. Then can you calculate what will happen to our Huashan Sect in the future?"

Feng Buping was the first to think of the Huashan Sect, so he couldn't wait to ask. Cheng Buyou Cong Buqi also looked expectant.

"Well, this technique should not be used for a long time. Otherwise, it will lose life."

Zhang Yu turned around and his eyes were filled with helplessness, and he shook his head at Feng Buping and the other two with a wry smile.

"That's it."

The three of them all lowered their heads and sighed slightly, believing in Zhang Yu's words. Because from the mysterious palm technique and the fact that he was really Li Ziyu's apprentice, there was no reason to lie to them.

"But I already know what we're going to do next."

Zhang Yu showed confident smiles at Feng Buping and the other two, and an inexplicable look appeared in his eyes.
Chapter completed!
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