Yue Buqun knew too many martial arts, including Wudang, Emei, Kunlun, Beggar Clan, and of course Shaolin.
The level of Shaolin palm skills in Yue Buqun's hands is unmatched by Mou Zhen's. Moreover, Yue Buqun also has another characteristic of fighting with his disciples, that is, he never goes to the end.
As long as Yue Buqun takes action, his disciple will be injured. Of course it won't be serious, but he will never end up intact. The same is true for Linghu Chong and the same is true for Xu Tai.
Although Xu Tai has not conducted special training for Shaolin, he has actually cracked Shaolin's unique skills for a long time.
Xu Tai was able to face Mou Zhen with ease, but his "Nine Yin White Bone Claws" grabbed Mou Zhen to the left and right, and the viciousness of his "Heart-Destroying Palm" also made Mou Zhen secretly frightened.
Of course Mou Zhen has faced martial arts from various schools, but the ones Xu Tai used were all unheard of, none of them were unfamiliar, and many of them were surprisingly weird.
Mou Zhen gritted his teeth and persisted, but Master Mou closed his eyes in disappointment. He didn't want to see his son in such a mess.
This son, Master Mou, has put in a lot of effort and has never let him down. Not only is his martial arts outstanding among the younger generation, he is also outstanding in literary talent. He is considered to be "other people's children" wherever he goes.
But today, they didn't win a single game and were completely suppressed.
Master Fang Sheng looked back at Master Mou and saw his dissatisfaction.
But at this time, Master Fang Sheng could no longer care so much. He immediately turned his head and stared at Xu Tai closely.
If Master Mou had not repeatedly assured that Xu Tai would become a disciple of Yue Buqun, and Yue Buqun was watching the battle not far away, he would not have believed that Xu Tai was a disciple of the Huashan Sect. Xu Tai today has no trace of the Huashan sect.
Yue Buqun has lived in seclusion in Huashan for so many years and has never appeared in the world. There is only one young hero, Linghu Chong, fighting in the world to support the Huashan sect. What is he doing?
Xu Tai, who had lost his demonic nature, allowed Mou Zhen to perform three hundred moves under his hands, but Xu Tai grabbed his neck and stopped.
The Xu family left the school grounds happily. Before the ceremony, Yue Buqun once again clasped his fists at Master Mou.
Master Mou forced a smile, but it was uglier than crying.
Xu Tai's outstanding performance shocked not only Shaolin and Master Mou, but also the three sects of Hengshan, Hengshan and Taishan who came to the capital with Yue Buqun. They also had the same doubts as Master Fang Sheng: "Is this Xu Tai really a disciple of Yue Buqun?"
It seems that I have only seen the tip of the iceberg of the Huashan Sect. These are definitely thick legs worth hugging.
Mo Qianjunye looked sideways at him.
He was familiar with many of Xu Tai's martial arts, but he was just surprised by Xu Tai's realm. But he had never seen the Full Moon Scimitar, let alone heard of it.
This nominal master is always so unfathomable.
The banquet in Xu's mansion was even grander than when Yue Buqun was welcomed, and Mr. Xu could no longer close his mouth.
As long as Xu Tai didn't scold the emperor and say some treacherous words on the literary policy paper, the Wu champion would already be in his pocket.
Yue Buqun was also pleased that Xu Tai lived up to his training and won the first prize in one fell swoop.
Soon, the results of literary studies came out. Xu Tai still ranked first. Mou Zhen, who was famous for his literary skills, was also defeated by Xu Tai here.
Xu Tai won a great victory without any defeat.
Mo Qianjun also came to congratulate him in person. Mr. Xu was his old superior, so it was not too much for him to show up at the Xu family.
After congratulating Mr. Xu, Mo Qianjun said to Yue Buqun: "Mr. Yue, great teachers give rise to great disciples, I admire you so much!"
Yue Buqun smiled and said, "It's Tai'er who strives for success. Don't overdo it with Commander Mo."
Mo Qianjun had appeared at Liu Zhengfeng's Golden Basin Washing Ceremony, and everyone in the Five Mountains Sword Sect knew that although no one present today had seen him, they had all heard of him.
Seeing that after he congratulated Mr. Xu, he started to compliment Yue Buqun, and his attitude was still very low. Everyone was muttering in their hearts what kind of magic power Yue Buqun had.
Mr. Mo Da immediately realized that Mo Qianjun must have saved Liu Zhengfeng because of Yue Buqun's face.
When Liu Zhengfeng washed his hands in Jinpen, the Hengshan faction did not help. After that, he never had any further contact with the Hengshan faction.
We have contacted each other, but it is not a breakup, but it still seems like we will never have contact with each other until we die.
Mr. Mo Da became wary of Yue Buqun. Yue Buqun looks elegant and peaceful, but he takes the lead every step of the way. Such a person must not have a simple mind.
Mo Qianjun whispered in Yue Buqun's ear: "Master Mou wants to see you."
Yue Buqun glanced at Mo Qianjun in surprise, and Mo Qianjun nodded.
Yue Buqun also nodded, talked about other things, and continued talking and laughing.
In Mo Qianjun's house, Master Mou looked at Yue Buqun with regret in his eyes.
Lord Mou adjusted his mood and said, "I made a special trip to thank Mr. Yue."
Mo Qianjun was stunned. His son lost the top prize and still thanked him?
Yue Buqun smiled lightly and said, "It seems that Master Mou's old injury has completely healed, which is gratifying."
Master Mou said: "It's all thanks to the magical skills taught by Mr. Yue. Not only do I no longer suffer from pain, but my skills have also improved greatly."
Mo Qianjun suddenly realized that when Yue Buqun stayed in Mou Mansion for more than two months, Lord Mou promoted him.
I was also thinking about what Yue Buqun did in Mou Mansion. It now appears that although Yue Buqun did not accept Master Mou's son as his disciple, he did pass on his magical skills to Master Mou.
Mo Qianjun knew Yue Buqun's generosity best, and the things he took out were not of ordinary quality. Now it seems that Master Mou is very useful.
Mo Qianjun, the dignified commander of the Jinyi Guards, a third-rank official and a close minister of the emperor, was serving tea and water to the two of them.
Yue Buqun said: "As an adult, good health is the most important thing. Without a good body, how can you serve the country? This skill can be useful to you, which is also a blessing for my Ming Dynasty."
In the end, Lord Mou couldn't help but sigh and said, "My son is not lucky enough to be able to become your disciple, which is why I suffered this disastrous defeat."
Yue Buqun smiled and said, "Is second place considered a disastrous defeat?"
Lord Mou was stunned. He had never thought about it this way. In his opinion, his son came here just for the number one scholar. If he was not the number one scholar, wouldn't it be called a "disastrous defeat"?
Master Mou said: "If my son becomes a disciple of Mr. Wang, then wouldn't the number one scholar be my son?"
Yue Buqun said: "Human life is very long, and some ups and downs are normal. Mr. Mou is still young, and everything going smoothly may not be a good thing. I don't know Mr. Mou, I only saw him from a distance on the school field, but I feel that Mr. Mou is very special. Extraordinary. Tai'er's skills are indeed superior to those of the others on the school field, but Mr. Mou is right next to him, but he is not affected at all. In terms of mentality, I'm afraid he is still above Mr. Mou."
Lord Mou recalled that his son was indeed as Yue Buqun said.
But Master Mou was not just upset about the failure, but regretful about the missed opportunity.
