Wushuang was originally a disciple of the city lord of Wushuang City in Beili.
At only fourteen years old, he has already entered the first-grade Vajra realm, and possesses finger-mysterious swordsmanship comparable to that of the Wu family's sword tomb.
He is the undisputed number one in martial arts among the younger generation in Beili.
The sword box he was carrying was the famous and unparalleled sword box in Beili Jianghu.
It is the most precious treasure of Wushuang City.
Among them, there are thirteen swords in the world, including the Ming Dynasty Zhuque, in the hands of Wu Shu, who has excellent sword control skills.
He is even more comfortable in water, and his fighting power far exceeds that of his peers.
Originally, Wushuang came to Liyang to travel around and hone his swordsmanship before becoming the next Wushuang City Lord.
After all, after becoming a city lord, it is not easy to travel around the world.
When he came to Liyang, the first place he went to was the kingdom of Liyang. He thought that as the center of Liyang, there must be many masters in Tai'an City for him to challenge.
But things went counterproductive.
He didn't expect that Li Yang would judge people by their appearance so much.
Just because he was young, no one wanted to talk to him.
This made him disappointed.
Think of this.
He looked again at the man in black beside him.
"You are obviously very strong, so you can be my opponent."
"Why take me to find someone else."
Wushuang said a little dissatisfied.
In his perception, the man in black in front of him was even stronger than his master.
If he could fight against such a character, he would definitely benefit a lot.
Unfortunately, the other party didn't want to fight with him at all, even though he had provoked him with a sword.
But he was also frightened by the fact that the other party could strike a blow with just a strand of red rope.
It also made him give up his plan to challenge the opponent.
"You are young and promising, and you will definitely achieve great things in the future."
"If I take action and destroy this genius like you, your Wushuang city will not be able to fight with us, Liyang."
"Don't worry, the person I introduce to you will definitely satisfy you."
Han Shengxuan said coldly.
Wushuang snorted coldly when he heard the words and said no more.
Having achieved Vajra at a young age, he has always been arrogant, even though he knew that the man in black was using him to achieve a certain result.
But he doesn't care.
As long as we can find him an opponent of comparable strength, we can have a fight with him.
So what if it is regarded as an introduction fee.
The entire journey was speechless.
Dozens of Wuyangyang's riders rushed towards Wudang Mountain.
…
Zhao Min only ate two rabbit legs and a rabbit head, which cost her a full three hundred taels of silver.
Even though she had always spent money lavishly, after eating, she couldn't help but feel that the money was spent too much.
With a face full of wealth, she was grabbing the money that originally belonged to her.
Zhao Min was furious.
"By the way, I spent three hundred taels of silver. You have to let me, the enemy, know your name."
Zhao Min looked at the young man in front of him with contempt and asked.
"Wu Changqing."
Wu Changqing's answer was concise and to the point.
"Who are you from the Northern Liang Prince's Palace?"
"Why do you still have such great strength in Tingchao Pavilion?"
Zhao Min suddenly became interested and wanted to get to know Wu Changqing better.
Then he leaned towards Wu Changqing and looked curiously at Wu Changqing's handsome face.
"Hiccup, it's time to practice."
Wu Changqing burped, took the silver back to his waist, stood up and headed towards the mountain.
Zhao Min frowned and followed with some displeasure.
Along the way, Zhao Min asked questions one after another without giving up.
Wu Changqing only responded with one sentence.
“Pay money to get answers.”
Zhao Min was angry and helpless, and finally had no choice but to throw his head away and ignore Wu Changqing again.
Wait until the two of them return to the Sutra Pavilion.
Zhao Min felt a little regretful.
Seeing that Wu Changqing was about to enter the forbidden area and start to understand the exercises, she wanted to pay for a few more words with Wu Changqing.
But it was too late, Wu Changqing was like a person who can fall asleep just by touching the pillow.
Sit down and immediately fall into concentration.
The next whole day.
Zhao Min was so bored that he even thought about giving up revenge on Wu Changqing and just taking people out of Wudang Mountain.
But as soon as he saw Wu Changqing's calm face.
She didn't know why but she felt uncomfortable.
Over and over again.
The day passed quickly.
The next day was like usual.
But on this day, Zhao Min once again spent five hundred taels of silver to ask Wu Changqing a few innocuous questions.
Age, status, realm, all strength.
The answer is yes.
Eight years old, a member of the Northern Liang Prince's Palace, with no realm and no idea of strength...
The moon hung on the treetops, and Zhao Min sat boredly outside the Scripture Collection Pavilion, looking up at the bright moon.
He held his cheeks with his hands and made a sound with his eyes dazed.
I don’t know what I’m thinking about.
A raven suddenly chirped in the forest, followed by mountain birds flying in unison, as if they were frightened by something.
Zhao Min cheered up instantly, got up and walked towards the mountain road, wanting to see what was moving in the forest.
But he had only taken two steps.
A flash of cold sword light was placed against her cheek, cutting off a section of hair, and then nailed it straight to the Scripture-Depository Pavilion behind her.
Zhao Min realized it later and his eyes flashed with a sharp look.
He immediately retreated backwards.
That is, he just left the place.
On the top of the mountain, six or seven men in black with high levels of cultivation rushed up from all directions.
The man in black actually had a pair of cold eyes exposed, staring at Zhao Min as if staring at prey.
Zhao Min knew something was wrong.
None of these men in black can be dealt with by her.
In the past, there were two elders, Xuanming and Ming, guarding her.
She has never experienced such a dangerous situation, and now she is surrounded by a man in black with an awe-inspiring name.
She couldn't help but panic.
"Don't hurt her."
One of the men in black said in a deep voice.
The other men in black nodded and rushed directly towards Zhao Min.
The blade in his hand flipped over and hit Zhao Min's neck with the back of the blade.
Zhao Min wanted to dodge, but it was okay if one person attacked her, but a group of people attacked her.
It left her somewhat powerless.
Just when those blades of cold light made her unable to avoid them, they were about to fall on her.
The figures of all the men in black seemed to slow down instantly.
Slow enough that a normal person could avoid the attack by just pacing.
Zhao Min took the opportunity to escape quickly and returned to the Sutra Pavilion to wake up Wu Changqing.
But he didn't wait for her to open the door and leave.
The door to the Sutra Pavilion opened by itself from the inside.
Wu Changqing was dressed in a plain white robe, with his hands behind his back and his eyes calmly walking out of the Sutra Pavilion slowly.
He stood directly in front of Zhao Min.
Zhao Min felt an unprecedented sense of security in her heart at this moment. Without any time to think about it, she hid directly behind Wu Changqing and looked out cautiously.
"You are here to find me."
Looking at the slow-moving men in black, Wu Changqing chuckled.
Hold the palm of your hand behind your back and pinch your fingers to maximize the effect of the tidal array.
The men in black had horrified expressions on their faces. They tried to struggle, but they were unable to escape from the swamp-like state.
