Chapter 327 I want to call you the strongest!
At 1:00 pm, the area surrounding the Yaowang Temple was shrouded in silence, with only the cries of crows occasionally breaking the gloomy atmosphere.

Dongfang Bubai sat on the window frame leisurely, with a faint smile on his face, and said softly: "Your vision doesn't seem to be very good."

Hearing this, Yue Lingshan lowered her eyes, hiding an indescribable bitterness and loss, with mixed feelings in her heart.
At this moment, a figure slowly walked into this quiet scene, like a breeze blowing on the face, bringing a hint of unusual breath.

“It’s Brother Ou!”

Yue Lingshan's heart trembled, and her eyes were fixed on the gradually clear figure. Even though the distance was still far and the face was blurry, her heart was extremely firm - that was the Senior Brother Ou she had been thinking about.

When the man came closer, Dongfang Bubai squinted his eyes and looked at him. He saw that his figure was as straight as a pine tree, his eyebrows were sharp and his eyes were bright, his face was as handsome as jade, his lips were as red as vermilion, and he looked so heroic that he seemed like an immortal who had walked out of a painting.

In the martial arts world, her outstanding appearance is rare.

Dongfang Bubai secretly admired in his heart, no wonder Yue Lingshan had a special liking for him, it was really pleasing to see such a beautiful face every day.

Ou Zanghua walked to the front of the Medicine King Temple and glanced at Yue Lingshan. Seeing that she was safe and sound, his tense heartstrings relaxed a little, and his tone was filled with some concern: "Junior Sister Yue, I am relieved to see that you are safe and sound."

After saying this, a warm smile appeared on his face. That smile was like the warm sunshine in spring, instantly dispelling the chill of late autumn.

Yue Lingshan's eyes were slightly red, tears flashing in them, and she felt warm in her heart. The corners of her mouth unconsciously lifted slightly, outlining a gentle and somewhat shy smile: "I'm sorry to have worried Brother Ou, I'm fine"

As she said this, she glanced at Dongfang Bubai, wondering whether she should tell Senior Brother Ou that the other party was a sissy.

Ou Zanghua nodded slightly, then looked at Dongfang Bubai beside him and said calmly: "Master Dongfang, the person you are looking for is me. Now that I am here, why not let Junior Sister Yue leave first!"

Dongfang Bubai turned his head slightly, looked at Yue Lingshan with a gentle gaze, and motioned her to leave first.

Yue Lingshan walked out of the Medicine King Temple and looked at Ou Zanghua worriedly.

"Go straight along this path for about three miles, and you will find a carriage waiting there." Ou Zanghua looked at Yue Lingshan and said gently.

“Brother Ou, be careful.” Yue Lingshan nodded, looked back at Dongfang Bubai, and then left quickly.

After the girl walked away, Ou Zanghua looked at Dongfang Bubai and said indifferently, "The leader of the Dongfang sect has come all the way to find me. There must be a reason, right?"

"Of course!"

Dongfang Bubai nodded and said, "In this martial arts world, the older generation of Fang Zheng, Chongxu, Ren Woxing, and Zuo Lengchan have all been defeated by me. Among the new generation of people, only you and Linghu Chong are worthy of my attention. Linghu Chong has been defeated, so you are the only one left."

"For the title of being invincible?"

"Life is nothing but fame and fortune." Dongfang Bubai raised one hand and used the Dragon Capturing Skill to grab the Zhenwu sword on the ground.

At this moment, six figures emerged like ghosts and attacked Dongfang Bubai from six directions at the same time.

Dongfang Bubai looked calm. He did not rush to counterattack. Instead, he moved around and dodged in the Medicine King Temple in an almost artistic way. Every move he made was just right to avoid the enemy's attack.

The first black shadow held a long sword, and the sword light cut through the air and went straight for Dongfang Bubai's throat.

Dongfang Bubai moved to the side and casually pinched the tip of the sword with two fingers. The sword was then like being bound by an invisible chain, unable to move forward any further.

At the same time, he raised his left foot a little, and with a barely perceptible movement, he cleverly tripped the second black shadow attacking from the side.

Immediately afterwards, the third and fourth black shadows launched attacks from above and below respectively, with fists and palm shadows interweaving into a dense net that was impossible to avoid.

Unexpectedly, Dongfang Bubai suddenly jumped up, like a dragon soaring into the sky, and rolled in the air. Not only did he avoid all attacks, he also used the momentum to kick the fifth black shadow in the chest, kicking it several feet away.

The sixth black shadow was the most cunning. He took advantage of the fact that Dongfang Bubai's attention was drawn to the other five people and quietly went behind him, attempting to launch a fatal attack.

However, Dongfang Bubai seemed to have eyes on his back. He turned around suddenly and slapped out with his palm. The palm wind was so fierce and whistling that the black shadow vomited blood and flew backwards.

The six masters were defeated by Dongfang Bubai in less than a cup of tea. Ou Zanghua was very surprised, it didn't look like they were injured!

"Now it's your turn."

Dongfang Bubai looked at Ou Zanghua, only to see him lightly tapping the ground with his toes, as if he had reached a subtle resonance with the earth. He leaped into the air from the Medicine King Temple with a graceful figure, like a meteor in the sky, cutting through the sky and heading straight for Ou Zanghua.

The long sword in Dongfang Bubai's hand was as fast as lightning, and it slashed down suddenly with a sound of breaking wind. Wherever the sword light passed, the air seemed to be split in two.

Upon seeing this, Ou Zanghua's body shook, and his lightness skill was activated instantly. He flew to the left like a swallow, while at the same time he was thinking of a way to go around behind, intending to find Dongfang Bubai's weakness.

However, Dongfang Bubai turned his sword and slashed it diagonally, with the tip of the sword pointing to the exact trajectory where Ou Zanghua was dodging.

Ou Zanghua's heart trembled, but his steps were not slow. He tapped the ground with his toes and used the exquisite footwork in "Lightly Riding the Wind, Flying Horse Stepping on Swallows" to move his body quickly in a very small range, avoiding Dongfang Bubai's fatal blow almost at the last moment.

After avoiding the crisis, Ou Zanghua had a "I want to win" mentality for the first time in the competition, and his fighting spirit became stronger.

He took advantage of the moment when Dongfang Bubai's sword was unstable and quickly counterattacked, raising the long sword in his right hand from bottom to top, with the tip of the sword flashing with cold light, pointing directly at Dongfang Bubai's throat.

But how could Dongfang Bubai fall for it so easily? He slightly turned his body and easily avoided Ou Zanghua's sword. At the same time, he quickly stretched out his left hand and grabbed Ou Zanghua's sword-holding wrist, intending to defeat the enemy first with the grappling technique.

Ou Zanghua reacted extremely quickly, and his sword slashed down in an instant, just brushing past Dongfang Bubai's fingers.

However, Dongfang Bubai made a sudden move and hit him with the Iron Mountain Lean Kick.

At such a close distance, Ou Zanghua had no way to avoid it and was knocked flying.

But the moment he rolled in the air, he quickly adjusted his body shape, the internal force in his body surged and gathered on the tip of the sword. He used himself as a shield and made a back-stabbing move.

"Ding--"

Dongfang Bubai raised his sword and blocked the attack just right.

Under this force, the two figures were pulled several feet apart.

Without waiting for Ou Zanghua to stand still, Dongfang Bubai rushed up again. His swordsmanship was transcendent and had reached perfection. When his sword was unsheathed, he was not bound by any rules or traditions, nor was he obsessed with the victory or defeat of each move or form. His sword was like flowing clouds and water, dancing at will. Sometimes his Quanzhen swordsmanship was simple and majestic, and in the blink of an eye it turned into the light and graceful Huashan swordsmanship. He switched between the two freely and without any stagnation, showing his way of using the sword to the fullest.

If it were Zuo Lengchan, Linghu Chong and others who had studied swordsmanship deeply, they would probably have been shaken and unable to control themselves when faced with such unpredictable sword moves.

But this time he happened to meet Ou Zanghua, who was not familiar with Quanzhen swordsmanship and Huashan swordsmanship, so he just responded to Dongfang Bubai's attacks. For a while, he fought back and forth with Dongfang Bubai, and the two of them fought for more than twenty moves.

With a "bang", the two men faced each other with their palms, and Ou Zanghua was shocked and took several steps back.

Dongfang Bubai stood there, looking at the tall Ou Zanghua with a sharp gaze, and said in surprise: "The swordsmanship you use is derived from Hengshan, but it is more exquisite than Hengshan swordsmanship. You have walked out of your own way. In the entire martial arts world, you should be the person who is most likely to become a master after me."

"No one can compare to the Eastern Patriarch's extraordinary talent,"

Ou Zanghua held the long sword and said seriously: "In terms of swordsmanship, among those who have fought with me, no one is better than you. I, Ou Zanghua, would like to call you the strongest."

A look of surprise flashed across Dongfang Bubai's face. He stared at Ou Zanghua, feeling a little emotional.

This Ou Zanghua is indeed different from those vulgar men who are obsessed with grudges in the martial arts world, who is stronger and who is weaker. He has a unique swordsmanship and a strong character. What is even more rare is his openness and sincerity.

No wonder Yue Lingshan has a special liking for him. This charm that is different from others is truly irresistible.

"Huh, you are honest."

On the hillside not far away, Yu Huatian looked at the battle below with a look of surprise. He had not expected that, besides himself, there was someone else in this world who could practice the "Sunflower Manual" to such a level.

(End of this chapter)