In the next five days, Yang Chao began to challenge the three generations of disciples of Quanzhen Sect one by one.

Yang Zhichao was originally a martial arts fanatic in the setting, so although others were a little surprised by his sudden behavior, they were not too surprised.

However, the result of the challenge was a surprise to everyone.

None of the three generations of disciples of the Quanzhen Sect is an opponent of Yang Chao.

Of course, there is a prerequisite for Yang Chao to launch a challenge. Before the challenge, he admitted that he was young and emphasized that his internal strength was not as good as others. This time, the challenge was only compared to swordsmanship and not to compete with internal strength.

Among the three generations of disciples, Yang Chao was originally the youngest, and some of the four generations of disciples were about the same age as him, so no one objected to Yang Chao's request.

However, they did not expect the final result to be like this.

"Just taking the swordsmanship alone, Zhichao is no longer inferior to us now."

This is what Qiu Chuji, the highest martial arts master of Chongyang Palace, said in a rather emotional tone when he saw Yang Chao defeating all three generations of disciples with a wooden sword in his hand.

"It seems that Zhichao finally realized it?"

"Yes, Zhichao is only twenty years old this year, but I think he seems to be focusing on swordsmanship and wasting his internal skills. Zhichao listens to you most often, and you should remind him more if you have time."

On that day, Ma Yu was talking about Yang Chao in the room and hearing a disciple report that Yang Chao was coming to find Ma Yu.

"Haha, I'm really saying that Cao Cao will arrive, Senior Brother, I'll see you."

"Junior Brother Qiu, you are so old, why are you still like this... Forget it, let Zhichao come in."

Ma Yu was also quite helpless. Quanzhen Qizi was like brothers and sisters. He naturally knew about Qiu Chuji's personality, so he could only shake his head helplessly.

"The disciple has met the master and uncle Qiu."

"Zhichao, what's the matter with me?"

Ma Yu said to Yang Chao with a kind look.

Yang Chao was brought up the mountain by him since childhood. If Qiu Chuji regards Yang Kang as his son, then Yang Chao can be said to be Ma Yu's son.

In his opinion, Yang Chao came to him at this time, most of the time he had to ask himself if he had any questions in martial arts, or for Yang Guo's sake.

But what surprised him was that Yang Chao gave an answer that he never expected:

"Master, I want to go down the mountain."

"What?!"

When he heard Yang Chao's words, let alone Ma Yu, even Qiu Chuji was shocked:

"Zhichao, what did you say?"

Yang Chao had guessed their performance a long time ago, so he repeated it in a steady tone: "Master, Uncle Qiu, I want to go down the mountain."

"Why?"

After all, he was the head of a major sect like Quanzhen Sect. Ma Yu quickly came back to his senses from his initial surprise. He wanted to know what exactly made his disciple, who had never left Zhongnan Mountain for twenty years, think about suddenly going down the mountain.

What Yang Chao said about going down the mountain would not be just walking around the foot of the mountain before coming back. Ma Yu and Qiu Chuji both knew what Yang Chao meant. He was going to travel far!

Here comes!

Yang Chao knew that his next words were related to whether he could leave Zhongnan Mountain in the best condition, so he took a deep breath and used the words he had prepared long ago.

"Master, my disciple has been practicing martial arts in Zhongnan Mountain for more than 20 years, but his progress is limited. A few days ago, Senior Brother Guo took his brother up the mountain. I had a lot of insights with him. He told me that when he was a martial arts master, he was most afraid of working behind closed doors. He left the desert alone at the age of sixteen and went to the Central Plains. In just two years, he went from an ordinary strong man to a first-class master in the world."

Speaking of this, Yang Chao paused and gave Ma Yu and Qiu Chuji some time to digest it. Then he continued: "Just after fighting with the successor of the ancient tomb sect the day before yesterday, although his disciple was injured, he had a deeper understanding of Quanzhen Sword Technique. This time he was able to surpass all the senior brothers in swordsmanship. This is why he was able to surpass all the senior brothers in swordsmanship."

Hearing Yang Chao say this, Ma Yu and Qiu Chuji looked at each other, and there was a clear look in their eyes.

They had also felt that Yang Chao's sword skills had improved so quickly, but they subconsciously regarded it as a hard practice and finally got enlightened. They didn't think much about it. But now after Yang Chao said this, they all felt that this was a reasonable explanation.

Because Yang Chao has suffered various behaviors recently, not only changes in martial arts, but also changes in his personality. Now, after Yang Chao's explanation, Ma Yu can accept it.

I didn't expect that Jing'er and the descendants of the ancient tomb sect actually became an opportunity to help Zhichao transform. Perhaps this was also destined by Zhichao. After hearing Yang Chao's words, Ma Yu couldn't help but think in his heart.

"Is this why you want to leave?" Qiu Chuji asked.

Yang Chao nodded and said, "Yes, master, uncle Qiu, the disciple feels that his martial arts skills have reached a bottleneck now. The cultivation of internal strength can be accumulated slowly by time, but the improvement of moves requires an opportunity. The disciple feels that he cannot stay in Zhongnan Mountain and practice hard, and he should also wander around at the right time."

When Ma Yu heard this, he turned to Qiu Chuji, "Junior brother, what do you think?"

Qiu Chuji thought for a moment and smiled, "It's good if the senior brother of the sect decides."

Ma Yu glared at Qiu Chuji and turned his gaze back to Yang Chao:

"Zhichao, you have been staying in Zhongnan Mountain for the past twenty years. Now you suddenly want to leave, and you are a little worried."

After hearing Ma Yu's words, Yang Chao smiled, "Master, I heard that many four generations of disciples have been sent down the mountain to do business at the age of sixteen or seventeen. Are the disciples not even as good as them? Only when the eagle leaves the eagle's wings, can they spread their wings and soar alone. If the disciple doesn't even have this confidence, then it's better not to practice this martial arts."

"Who told you these words?"

Ma Yu looked at Yang Chao in surprise, as if he had known him the first genius.

Yang Chao bowed to him, "It's all the disciples who have realized it themselves."

When he saw Ma Yu's expression, he suddenly smiled:

"Master, you won't have always regarded your disciple as a martial arts fanatic who only knows how to practice martial arts over the years, right?"

Ma Yu was stunned when he heard this, with a embarrassed look on his face, thinking to himself that you are just a martial arts crazier? I was also worried that you would become Uncle Zhou, but in order to maintain the master's majesty, he naturally would not say that.

"Since that's the case, my teacher will allow you to go down the mountain," Ma Yu coughed and said solemnly, "After you go down the mountain, don't force everything. If you encounter danger, you must remember safety first and never show off..."

"If you meet someone you can't afford to offend, just write it down and wait until I go down the mountain to clean up. If you can't even clean up me, we will ask Uncle Zhou to stand out for you!"

"Yes, master, uncle, and disciple know."
Chapter completed!