3778: C3778 Compete and Spar

C3778 Compete and Spar

In the original work, In his life, he only sought defeat. In the end, because he could not find an opponent, he hid his name and died of depression!

But in the Pugilistic World, because it was a comprehensive martial arts world.

He naturally did not need to worry about not finding an opponent of the same level.

Putting other things aside, just Zhang Sifeng was enough to make Dugu Qiubai take back his words of being undefeated for the rest of his life!

Ever since a few years ago, Dugu Qiubai had met Zhang Sifeng by chance.

The two of them had formed a deep friendship.

Dugu Qiubai had always admired Zhang Sifeng, a genius in martial arts.

Now that Zhang Sifeng had come, he was naturally overjoyed.

However, when he saw Ye Meng standing beside Zhang Sifeng, his face unconsciously revealed a trace of doubt.

Why did this Daoist Zhang bring a child with him?

Could it be that he wants this child to acknowledge me as his master?

Just as he was feeling surprised, Zhang Sifeng's hearty laughter rang out.

"Come, come, come. Brother Dugu, let me introduce you to a big shot!"

"This is Leader of Ming Sect!"

The moment Leader of Ming Sect's name came out, Dugu Qiubai was immediately shocked.

Although he had been ignoring the affairs of the martial world for many years, it did not mean that he was not well-informed.

He had naturally heard of the legendary Leader of Ming Sect in the martial arts world over the past few months.

In Dugu Qiubai's heart, he always thought that the new Leader of Ming Sect was a senior expert like them!

But after seeing him today, he finally knew that Leader of Ming Sect was actually a child.

However, it was precisely because of this that he was even more surprised in his heart.

A six or seven year old baby could make a huge name for himself in the Pugilistic World.

If he grew up, how formidable would he be?

"I wonder how is Leader of Ming Sect's martial arts?"

Dugu Qiubai glanced at Ye Meng and thought to himself.

He was a sword fanatic and had pursued the Sword Dao for his entire life.

When he met a famous person in the Pugilistic World, the first thing he would consider was a contest!

"I've heard of Sect Master Ye's great name for a long time!"

Dugu Qiubai cupped his fists at Ye Meng while thinking in his heart.

When Ye Meng saw this, he grinded his canine teeth and cupped his hands as well!

After some small talk, Dugu Qiubai impatiently spoke.

"Sect Master Ye, I am obsessed with the way of the sword!"2

"I heard that Sect Master Ye has extraordinary attainments in the way of the sword. How about we spar?"

Ye Meng and Zhang Sifeng both laughed at his words.

As expected of the Sword Demon!

What he was thinking in his heart was always the way of the sword!

Dugu Qiubai didn't care about the laughter of the two. His eyes were filled with anticipation as he looked at Ye Meng.

One should know that the current Ye Meng had a great reputation in the Pugilistic World.

Furthermore, he was rumored to be a divine being.

Therefore, Dugu Qiubai naturally didn't want to miss out on such an opportunity!

"Since that's the case, let's spar for a bit!"

When Ye Meng heard this, he grinded his canine teeth and said in a childish voice.

He originally came to subdue Dugu Qiubai!

For someone like Dugu Qiubai, if he couldn't display his strength, how could he subdue the other party?

Zhang Sifeng by the side had obviously thought of this too!

He smiled and retreated to the side.

He had given Ye Meng and Dugu Qiubai a place to spar!

"Please!"

Dugu Qiubai took a deep breath and said.

"You don't use a sword?"

Ye Meng glanced at him and asked.

Dugu Qiubai heard what Ye Meng said. Shake his head.

"Mountain rocks and plants can all be used as swords!"

Dugu Qiubai's words sounded extremely arrogant!

However, Ye Meng knew that what the other party said was the truth!

The current Dugu Qiubai had already reached the level of a sword without a sword!

Everything in the world could be turned into a peerless sharp sword in his hands!

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