Fortunate Young Gentleman

Tang Ning was very confident in Lao Zheng's strength. Although the old beggar often eliminated and pushed against him, he never denied his strength.

According to Tang Ning's understanding, he has already stood at the pinnacle of martial arts in this world. If he takes one step further, he will reach the level of transcendence and sainthood.

The level of the old beggar cannot be achieved by one's own efforts at all. It is God's favoritism, and only one monster will appear among hundreds of millions.

Apart from the old beggar, Tang Ning had never seen anyone who could survive three moves under Old Zheng. Wan Yanyan's master, that middle-aged woman, could trade blows with Old Zheng for a quarter of an hour.

Based on this alone, Tangning no longer had any doubts about her former title as the No. 1 Warrior of the Prairies.

Clang!

After countless collisions between the scimitar and the butcher's knife, Old Zheng took two steps back. The middle-aged woman also took two steps back, but her figure did not stand as firm as Old Zheng. After shaking, she stepped back again. He took half a step to steady himself, and an abnormal blush appeared on his face.

Lao Zheng put the butcher's knife behind his waist, cupped his hands and said, "I accept."

The middle-aged woman put away her scimitar, raised her hand, and said, "Your sword skills are unrivaled in the world."

Lao Zheng smiled and said: "There is no such thing as invincibility. The world is huge, and I am just a frog at the bottom of a well..."

The two started fighting as soon as they met. Tang Ning thought she could dig up Lao Zheng's past, but she didn't expect that it was just the mutual attraction between masters.

These masters who have reached the pinnacle of martial arts will naturally generate a kind of momentum in their bodies. This kind of momentum cannot be felt by ordinary people, but in the eyes of masters of the same level, they are undoubtedly the morning stars in the dark night sky, and they can be defeated by one glance. Find it in the sea.

From the previous competition, it was obvious that Old Zheng was still better, but her skills were limited. This woman was the most powerful expert that Tang Ning had ever seen, besides Old Beggar and Old Zheng.

Judging from the fact that she could fight against Lao Zheng for so long, Bai Jin and Gongsun Ying combined were not enough for her to make a few cuts.

The middle-aged woman withdrew her eyes from Lao Zheng, looked at Wan Yanyan, and asked, "What do you want from me this time?"

Wanyan Yan said sheepishly: "Yan'er has something to ask Master for help."

The middle-aged woman took out a piece of cloth from her arms, wiped the scimitar carefully, and said, "What's the matter? Tell me."

Wan Yanyan pointed at Tang Ning and said, "I want Master to accept him as his disciple."

The middle-aged woman didn't even raise her head and said, "After you, I won't accept any disciples, let alone men."

Aina stepped forward and advised: "Master must help the princess this time, otherwise the eldest prince and the third prince will force her to marry."

The middle-aged woman said expressionlessly: "It's time for men to get married, and it's time for women to get married. At her age, it's time to get married."

Aina thought for a while and said: "But if she marries someone, the Wuyan tribe will fall into the hands of the eldest prince and the third prince. By then, everyone will not have a good life..."

Ayina seemed to have touched the middle-aged woman's heart. He frowned, then glanced at Tangning and said, "Even if he can participate in the competition, he is no match for Butai."

Tang Ning held up her hands and said, "Senior, you can rest assured. If I have the confidence to participate in the competition, I will naturally have the confidence to win."

"That's your business." The middle-aged woman glanced at him, turned around and walked into the tent.

Wanyanyan and Ayina looked at each other and quickly followed in.

This middle-aged woman is obviously a very principled person, and when her martial arts reaches their level, she is very stubborn and it is difficult for ordinary people to change their minds.

If Tang Ning couldn't win Wan Yan Yan through a competition, the price Chen Guo would have to pay to solve the grassland's troubles would be hundreds and thousands of times higher.

Lao Zheng looked at the butcher knife in his hand, shook his head and said, "What a pity."

Tangning saw that the blade of the knife was already full of gaps and said, "Go back and give you a new one."

Lao Zheng shook his head and said: "No, it can still be used if you grind it."

Tangning glanced inside the tent, looked at him, and asked, "How does that woman compare to you?"

"It's only half a pound." Old Zheng squatted on the ground, took out the whetstone, dipped some water in it and began to sharpen the knife. He said with some amazement: "I didn't expect to meet such a master in a place like this. What the old beggar said is true. , There are people outside the world, and there is a sky outside the sky. I used to sit in a well and look at the sky..."

Thinking of what the old beggar said, Tangning asked curiously, "The old beggar also said that it would take you another hundred years of practice to catch up with him. Is that true?"

Old Zheng asked: "What else did the old beggar say?"

Tangning thought for a while and said, "He said that you have already mastered the art of swordsmanship, and when you have mastered it to the point where no sword is better than having a sword, everything can be a sword, and you are the sword yourself, he will no longer be your opponent. "

"It is better to have no sword than to have a sword. Everything can be a sword, and you are the sword... What is the explanation?"

Hearing the voice coming from behind, Tang Ning turned around and looked at the middle-aged woman who was deep in thought. After being stunned for a moment, she continued: "When you practice the art of swordsmanship to a high level, you will no longer be stagnant in things. Plants, trees, bamboos and stones can be used as objects." Sword, as for the fact that no sword is better than having a sword, it is the highest state of sword art..."

The middle-aged woman looked at him and asked, "Do you know how to use knives?"

"I don't understand. This is what a senior said." Tang Ning shook her head and said, "Before this senior was weak, he used a sharp and powerful green steel sword to defeat all the heroes in the world, and then used a With a hundred-jin heavy sword, he has no rival in the world. At the age of forty, he no longer clings to objects, and can use plants, trees, bamboos, and stones as swords. From then on, he refined himself and reached the point where no sword is better than a sword. "

He looked at the middle-aged woman and said: "This senior is a swordsman, but I think that swords are all weapons, and there are similarities in their approach. If I am wrong, senior, please bear with me."

When the middle-aged woman was lost in thought, Tang Ning continued: "This senior practiced swordsmanship. He first pursued various technical sword moves, and then used a sharp edgeless heavy sword to defeat all kinds of magic with one force. After mastering the art of swordsmanship, he became one with the sword. , There is no sword in the hand, but there is a sword in the heart... He said that only by putting down the sword in the hand can one pick up the sword in the heart..."

The middle-aged woman pondered for a long time, her eyes becoming more confused, but a trace of excitement appeared on her face, as if she had some realization.

Even Lao Zheng had a thoughtful expression on his face.

After a while, the middle-aged woman came back to her senses, looked at Tangning again, and said, "I agree to your matter."

"That's great!" Wan Yanyan said happily: "Thank you, Master!"

Tangning cupped her hands and said, "Thank you, senior."

He didn't expect that the matter would be solved so easily. He had just had a casual chat with Old Zheng, and happened to remember a few words the old beggar said at that time.

As for the following ones, they are all just fooling around. Who has watched Jin Yong’s martial arts since childhood? Who can’t say a few words about this?

If he had known that she would have agreed after just a few words of deception, he could have memorized a few more sections of the Nine Yin Manual and the Palm of Sadness and Ecstasy...

"Only when you put down the sword in your hand can you pick up the sword in your heart. This senior's realm will be difficult for me to reach in my lifetime..." The middle-aged woman murmured, looked at him, and asked, "Dare you ask this senior swordsman? Name taboo?”

Tangning looked at her and said seriously, "His name is Dugu Qiubai. Of course, you can also call him Sword Demon."