"What!" Grace Shen couldn't believe her ears. "Senior, you are kidding, right? My husband is not a Wudang disciple, and he doesn't know martial arts. How can he be the head of your sect?"
"Madam Shen, you are joking. How can a person who can instruct the master to swing the sword that can split the mountain and divert the flow not know martial arts? Even if he really doesn't know it, when he arrives at Wudang, there are more than a dozen sets of mental skills, sword skills and boxing skills for him to choose from. There will always be something suitable for him. In addition, since the establishment of Wudang, we have never stipulated that the leader must be a disciple of our sect to take over." Guo Yingzhi said seriously.
"But Mr. Guo, let me say something. Wudang is one of the two great martial arts schools in the Central Plains. It is a bit ridiculous to let someone who doesn't know any martial arts to be the head of the sect."
Chen Youdao snorted and said unhappily: "We in Wudang have always cultivated freedom, not fame and fortune. Master Shen looks at our Wudang with a worldly perspective, which I cannot accept."
Shen Yu's face darkened, and it was difficult to say anything else.
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