Liangchen has been thinking since he heard that the person who went up was Murong Wuji. She was wondering how this Murong Wuji came to such a remote place. Could it be that the appearance of Murong Wuji is also related to Li Xian?
Liangchen immediately said to Tianxiang: "Sister Tianxiang, your Ximen family is as famous as the Murong family. Do you know this Murong Wuji?"
Tianxiang smiled slightly and said: "Although both families are equally famous, we have no friendship with the Murong family. We only heard some news about the Murong family from the world. It is said that Murong Wuji is the leader of the third generation of the Murong family. He often travels in the Central Plains. He is good at martial arts, occasionally does some chivalrous and righteous deeds, and has a good reputation in the world. I know nothing about other things."
Liangchen knew about the same thing as Tianxiang, so he thanked Tianxiang and asked no more questions. She asked Meimei and the others to take a closer look at Murong Wuji's martial arts so that they could learn from each other's strengths. The three of them nodded in agreement and stared closely at Ma Xiang and Murong Wuji on the stage.
Ma Xiang was also surprised by Murong Wuji's behavior, and changed his view of him, saying: "Young Master actually does not need to declare in advance, but Young Master still said it clearly, which shows that Young Master is a magnanimous person, and I admire him very much. Since In this case, please give me a move, Master!"
Ma Xiang immediately pulled out his sword and assumed the posture of "green pine to welcome guests". This is a special sword move of the Huashan sect. First, it shows respect to the opponent, and second, it shows that this is a competition of skills, not a life and death fight.
When Murong Wuji saw it, he naturally understood the meaning of Ma Xiang's sword move, and nodded with a smile. Murong Wuji said: "I have overstepped my bounds, young hero, watch your moves!" After saying that, he jumped up, waved his hand, and quickly stabbed Ma Xiang's throat with the folding fan.
Ma Xiang hurriedly waved his sword to meet him. When Murong Wuji saw Ma Xiang's sword coming, he immediately flipped his wrist and turned the folding fan to Ma Xiang's chest, turning it into an acupuncture pen.
Ma Xiang's heart was shocked. Murong Wuji first used the folding fan to use the sword technique, and then switched to the judge's brush technique of tapping acupuncture points. There was no sense of stagnation between the two different types of martial arts when he used them, as if they were natural. Ma Xiang was filled with admiration. The Murong family was indeed not an empty name. With these two moves alone, he is much better than the people in front of him.
Ma Xiang didn't dare to be careless, so he returned his sword to block it. Murong Wuji then used the folding fan to use the Murong family's sword skills, and his moves were continuous, like flowing clouds and flowing water. In an instant, Ma Xiang's whole body seemed to be covered in a curtain of light, and he had no choice but to use the Huashan Sword Technique with all his strength to protect himself. No matter how fierce and ruthless Murong Wuji's folding fan moves were, he could never get within a foot of Ma Xiang.
Ma Xiang occasionally counterattacked with his left palm, and the surging palm power made Murong Wuji know that he was not as strong as his opponent, so he had to move high and low, dodging here and there. The two people shuttled back and forth in the ring, and in an instant they had exchanged nearly a hundred moves.
Murong Wuji suddenly changed his moves again, using the folding fan as a broadsword and slashed at Ma Xiang. Ma Xiang didn't expect that he would suddenly switch to sword skills. He couldn't change his moves for a while, so he ducked out of the way.
Murong Zai Wuji seized the opportunity and used eight or nine sword techniques. The transitions are seamless. But even though his sword skills were excellent, he could never bully Ma Xiang.
Ma Xiang has practiced various weapons since he was a child. He cannot say that he is proficient in all of the eighteen martial arts, but he can still use them skillfully. Although he was a little surprised at first by Murong Wuji's various weapon moves, he was not afraid at all. Huashan's swordsmanship is both offensive and defensive. Once Ma Xiang exerts his best, it will be difficult for Murong Wuji to break through his sword screen.
The two fought for dozens more moves. Ma Xiang saw that Murong Wuji's movement was a little slow and knew that his internal strength was insufficient, so he immediately prepared to defend and attack. In fact, Murong Wuji estimated that he was not strong enough due to Ma Xiang's attacks, so he wanted to rely on the exquisite expressiveness of his moves to win. If you stay entangled for too long, it will naturally be detrimental to him. After several rounds of strong attacks, Murong Wuji's internal energy was consumed very quickly.
Ma Xiang had always been defensive before. Firstly, he had no understanding of the Murong family's martial arts and did not dare to attack rashly. Secondly, he also wanted to see more of their martial arts. In this way, there is no need to consume too much internal energy.
At this time, Ma Xiang didn't want to fight anymore. He immediately used all his internal strength, pushed aside the folding fan with his long sword, and hit Murong Wuji's chest directly with his left palm. Ma Xiang launched two moves at the same time, hoping to force Murong Wuji to catch him off guard and raise his palms to catch him. This would knock him back and make him stop before he knew it.
Unexpectedly, the long sword was avoided by Murong Wuji, and when his left palm was about to hit the opponent, all the force of the palm hit Murong Wuji's side. Ma Xiang was shocked and turned pale. Without any time to think, he drew out his swords and palms and attacked Murong Wuji.
But whether it was the sword or the left palm, every time it came to Murong Wuji's side, he would easily lead it aside. Ma Xiang was secretly horrified, thinking that this might be the Murong family's special skill, the "magic traction skill."
Ma Xiang guessed correctly, Murong Wuji used the "Drawing Magic Skill". This magical skill was created by the ancestors of the Murong family. It is a brilliant technique that uses force to fight. No matter what kind of moves the opponent uses, they can be redirected.
Although Murong Wuji had been practicing for many years, he was unable to reach the peak due to his age. When he met someone like Ma Xiang whose internal strength was stronger than his own, he knew that he would not be able to injure the opponent with the "magic pulling power" technique. He could only redirect Ma Xiang's attacking palm and long sword. But this is enough to ensure his invincibility.
After Ma Xiang attacked more than ten times in a row, but still found that it was ineffective, he thought that continuing like this was not an option, so he seemed to have to change his approach. Ma Xiang was thinking while attacking, and suddenly he had a flash of inspiration, thinking that if he speeded up the change of moves so that he had no time to react, it might be effective.
So Ma Xiang used his inner strength to the extreme, and he immediately moved his sword like lightning and his palms like meteors. Halfway through each move, he would switch to another move.
Ma Xiang's increased speed made Murong Wuji immediately panic. Ma Xiang's moves were too subtle, each move was only half a move, and the second half of the move changed suddenly. Murong Wuji wanted to distract him, but he couldn't. After a few moves, Ma Xiang struck with his sword, and his sword energy was strong. Murong Wuji moved to divert the sword energy.
Unexpectedly, at the same time, Ma Xiang attacked with his left palm. At this time, Murong Wuji's strength was all on Ma Xiang's sword, and he no longer had the strength to divert Ma Xiang's palm force, so he had to dodge.
The palm that Ma Xiang used to exert his internal strength was extremely fast and hit Murong Wuji's shoulder immediately. Murong Wuji was knocked backwards several feet and fell onto the stage.
Ma Xiang took the risk and unexpectedly succeeded. He quickly took a few steps back and stopped stepping forward. Murong Wuji jumped up, his face was pale, he glanced at Ma Xiang, and said slowly: "Young hero has great martial arts skills, I will admit defeat."
Ma Xiang Feiyun secretly called out "lucky". If the opponent's skill is not as good as his before, it is still unclear who will win. Ma Xiang just relied on his internal strength to take a risk, but he was not sure and was sweating.
Ma Xiang said quickly: "The Murong family is well-deserved, and I admire you very much. The young master still has some clever tricks that I haven't used yet, but I just succeeded by luck. If the young master is interested, we might as well continue."
These words were indeed spoken by Ma Xiang from the bottom of his heart. Murong Wuji never used the mechanism in the folding fan, which shows that he still had reservations. If he activates the mechanism in the folding fan and catches him off guard, even if he can avoid it, he will be in a terrible situation.
Murong Wuji smiled, understanding what Ma Xiang meant. His folding fan not only contains flying needles, but also poisonous gas that can cause coma. It's not like he never thought about it, but he gave it up after thinking about it carefully.
After all, this was not a life and death fight, and Murong Wuji couldn't commit such a crime. What's more, he wouldn't use the hidden weapon in the folding fan until it was a matter of life and death.
Besides, even if they win in this way, it will greatly damage the reputation of the Murong family. What's more, it may not be able to hit it with one hit. Ma Xiang knew that his folding fan was weird, so he naturally took precautions. If you miss, you will lose more than you gain.
In that case, not only would he not be able to win in the ring, but he would also completely offend the person he wanted to make friends with. Murong Wuji's mind was spinning and he finally gave up the idea.
Seeing Ma Xiang's sincere attitude, Murong Wuji said: "Young hero is too modest. If we have a chance in the future, I hope to have the opportunity to have a drink and talk with you. I wonder what Brother Ma thinks?"
Ma Xiang hurriedly said: "Young Master Murong is of such a high status that I, a mountain villager, can't reach you. If the young master is willing to go through all the trouble, I will naturally feel deeply honored."
Murong Wuji smiled and said: "We are all in the world, how can we distinguish between high and low? Brother Ma's words are a bit cliché."
Ma Xiang was stunned for a moment, then said: "Young Master is right, but I'm being hypocritical. I don't know where the Young Master will stay. If I have time here, I'll go and visit him."
Murong Wuji shook his head and said: "I think Ma Shaoxia is slightly older than me. So how can I work for you, Brother Ma? I should go and visit you."
Feiyun said: "That's fine, I'm staying at Yunlai Inn recently. Mr. Murong is free, so please come over and get drunk together." Ma Xiang and Murong Wuji had a fight, and they couldn't help but feel sympathy for each other.
Murong Wuji nodded and said, "Okay, I'll pay you a visit another day. I'll say goodbye today and go down." After saying that, he turned around, jumped off the ring, and quickly disappeared into the crowd.
At this time, the sun was setting. Wen Gui came over and said to Ma Xiang: "Ma Shaoxia, you have been undefeated for one day. According to our rules in the arena, you have to remain undefeated for two days before you can compete with my lady." Please be prepared to come tomorrow." Ma Xiang nodded and did not reply.
Wen Gui then turned around, faced the crowd in the audience, and said loudly: "Today's competition ends here. Ma Shaoxia has been undefeated for one day. If he can persist for two days, then he will have the opportunity to compete with my young lady. If If he can win, the matchmaking in the ring will be a successful conclusion. If he loses, the contest will continue." As soon as he finished speaking, the audience burst into cheers.
After hearing what Wengui said, Ma Xiang immediately flew off the ring and quickly returned to the inn. As soon as the two entered the inn, the innkeeper shouted: "Congratulations, congratulations! Ma Shaoxia, you will soon become Wen Mansion's son-in-law! When you get rich in the future, please take good care of me." Others came over one after another. , the congratulations don’t stop.
Ma Xiang said quickly: "Everyone, this matter is still uncertain. Maybe tomorrow I will meet a master and I will not be my opponent?"
