The people from Zanghai looked at Long Wu opposite him, and saw that although this man's beard and hair were all white, his attitude was calm and his energy was restrained, which showed that his martial arts had reached an extremely high level.
This is a good opponent!
The Zanghai people praised in their hearts, but also put aside their contempt and bowed solemnly to Long Wu. For a moment, he had the demeanor of a great master.
Most of the heroes in the Chang'an Wulin rarely saw Long Wu take action, and King Fu was also full of curiosity about this top master in the Chang'an Wulin. Although heroes are old, there are always some legends in the world that make people fascinated.
Long Wu also returned the favor to the Zanghai people. After the previous few competitions, he did not dare to look down upon him at all. Although the people in Zanghai looked arrogant, Kunlun martial arts did have its subtleties. Thousands of years of inheritance and tempering could not be underestimated.
The two of them each held a sword and looked at each other for a long time. Considering their status, neither of them was willing to make the first move.
"bring it on!"
Finally, Long Wu shouted loudly, danced his sword light, and threw himself at the Zanghai people.
At the same time, the Zanghai people also moved.
Ding ding ding…
There was a crisp sound, and the two of them had faced off with a dozen swords in an instant.
They each stepped back and stared at each other.
After a while, the sword light started again. The movement skills of the two are extremely fast, and their swords are also extremely fast.
King Fu didn't know much about martial arts, but he just thought the fight was very beautiful, and he couldn't help but cheer.
Only Su Hejing was uneasy and didn't pay attention to the sword fight on the field. Instead, he kept observing Fu Canglang.
The name is the same and the face is the same. If it wasn't General Fu back then, who could it be? !
However, Fu Canglang didn't notice him and kept his eyes motionless on the field.
Long Wu has rarely used force in recent years. This was the first time he encountered such a strong opponent. He was full of fighting spirit, and his sword energy was flowing everywhere. The people from Zanghai also have extraordinary swordsmanship and have almost reached the state of perfection.
"Haha, so happy!"
Amidst the laughter, the tip of Long Wu's sword trembled slightly, meeting the Zang Hairen's sword.
Another sound of gold and iron striking each other sounded.
Hey!
Finally, the two of them stood still.
Long Wu's white beard fell from his chest, and he put away his sword and cupped his fists.
"Master, Long Wu lost!"
Unexpectedly, the people from Zanghai rolled their eyes.
"No matter what you lose, I have not defeated you. This battle is a draw!"
As he spoke, he raised the sleeves of his robe, and when everyone saw it, it turned out that a hole had been pierced in it.
Everyone immediately thought that although this person was arrogant, he was not without merit.
"Your Majesty, if Kunlun disciples are not good in their studies, they will no longer show off their ugliness. Farewell!"
At this time, the people from Zanghai bowed to King Fu again and strode away without waiting for King Fu to say anything.
Everyone was astonished and agreed that this Tibetan seaman came and went in a hurry. He was really a weirdo.
But as soon as Zanghairen left the house, he told Yuan Shaozong and his two brothers that he wanted to go back to Kunlun first and would not go to the appointment with Prince Ping's Mansion. He asked them to go and assist Prince Ping.
It turned out that the people from Zanghai came down the mountain this time at the invitation of King Ping to plan a big event together. However, he was arrogant and angry at not being able to win the battle with Long Wu, so he didn't bother to go to Prince Ping's Mansion. When he left Prince Fu's Mansion, he had secretly vowed to return to Kunlun to train for a few more years, and he would definitely regain his face next time.
The people in Linghai knew their senior brother's temperament and had always followed his orders. Naturally, they didn't say a word and followed him back to Kunlun obediently. The Yuan Shaozong brothers could not disobey their master's orders, so they had no choice but to go south again, to Xiangyang, where they changed their names to Wuming and Wuqing, and from then on they became King Ping's personal bodyguards.
