The strongest master in history

Zhang Wuji said: "Wei Bat King, please."

Wei Yi said with a smile: "If I deal with you, a junior, and I attack first, won't it make the heroes of the world laugh at me? How about this, I will give you ten moves first!"

Zhang Wuji said in astonishment, "Give me ten tricks? Are you sure, King Wei Bat?"

Wei Yixiao patted his chest vigorously, and laughed loudly: "I, Wei Yixiao, keep my promises, just do what you want."

Zhang Wuji said: "Since this is the case, then the junior will not be polite."

After saying that, Zhang Wuji moved, approached Wei Yixiao quickly, and slapped out a palm containing fierce and hot Jiuyang Zhenqi.

Wei Yixiao's complexion changed slightly, and he quickly backed away with super lightness kung fu, Zhang Wuji's palm fell in the air.

But at this moment, Wei Yixiao didn't dare to underestimate Zhang Wuji. Although Zhang Wuji just slapped casually just now, the strength in it was so heavy, looking at the whole Jianghu, not many people could reach this level.

"Wei Bat King is indeed unparalleled in lightness kung fu." Zhang Wuji praised, and then leaned forward to get close to Wei Yixiao, and the fierce palm technique struck again.

Wei Yixiao said beforehand that Zhang Wuji must make ten moves, so now he can only passively defend or dodge.

However, Zhang Wuji's continuous offensives were like the surging water of a great river, which made him unable to breathe.

Although his lightness kung fu is exquisite and infinitely varied, Zhang Wuji's speed is not slow, and he can always catch up with him effortlessly. No matter which direction he goes, Zhang Wuji is always like a maggot attached to the bone.

"Wuji's martial arts are so powerful!" Yin Tianzheng was so shocked that his jaw almost dropped.

Yin Yewang was amazed: "Wei Bat King is able to cope with such a difficult situation, Wuji's martial arts is probably superior to ours."

Li Tianyuan was also shocked: "Young people are awesome, young people are awesome!"

The three of them cast their eyes on Lin Yuanjian at the same time. To be able to teach such an outstanding apprentice, this master...they couldn't even imagine how strong he was.

Although he had seen Lin Yuanjian defeat King Yin Ye with one move, the strength revealed was just the tip of the iceberg.

Only now, after seeing Zhang Wuji's terrifying suppression against Wei Yixiao, did they realize that Lin Yuanjian's true strength had completely exceeded their imagination, and he was not at the same level as them.

The same idea was born in the minds of the three of them at the same time. If a peerless powerhouse like Lin Yuanjian is willing to help with all his strength, it will be a breeze for Mingjiao to resist the invasion of the six major factions this time.

Turning his attention back to the field, he saw that the two had fought seven moves, and Zhang Wuji forced Wei Yixiao into a corner.

Wei Yixiao wanted to change the passive situation several times by relying on his excellent lightness kung fu, but Zhang Wuji saw through his intention one after another and blocked him in advance, causing the battle circle between the two to shrink even smaller.

Wei Yixiao is now a mute who eats coptis, and cannot tell what he is suffering.

He really wanted to slap himself ten times, pretending to be coercive, insisting on letting others do ten tricks, but now he's done, digging a hole and jumping in by himself.

Wei Yixiao suspected that it might not be time for him to make a move.

However, Zhang Wuji is still very face-saving, and the next few moves are obviously suspected of letting go.

Wei Yixiao seized an opportunity, twisted like a ghost in an instant, and floated onto the beam of the main hall.

Zhang Wuji raised his head and said with a smile: "Ten moves have passed, King Wei Bat please make a move."

"Mr. Wuji's martial arts is really powerful. I, Wei Yixiao, are short-sighted and underestimate people." Wei Yixiao's expression was extremely serious. Even though he had a chance to make a move now, he didn't have much confidence in his heart.

Self-defeation without a fight is not in line with the Blue Wing Bat King's creed. No matter how good the chance of winning is, he will go all out in the future and will never hold back.

Zhang Wuji tapped the ground with his toes and bounced up, and he also jumped onto the beam.

"Master Wuji, be careful." Wei Yixiao snorted softly, bursts of cold breath emerged from his palm, and then he jumped towards Zhang Wuji like a bat with wings spread, under the biting cold, even the air seemed to condense. ice.

After noticing the terrible cold air, King Yinye's face changed greatly: "Wei Yixiao, is this crazy? He even used the ice cotton palm!"

"Wei Bat King, be merciful!" Yin Tianzheng was horrified, this icy palm is the most yin and cold palm technique, the blood of the person who is hit will instantly turn into ice, and it will meet with the Xuanming god palm of the second elder Xuanming than no less.

Li Tianyuan laughed, "Don't be impatient, Master, your grandson hasn't done his best yet." The so-called care is chaos, Yin Tianzheng and his son, as Zhang Wuji's relatives, see it as thoroughly as Li Tianyuan, an outsider.

Sure enough, facing Wei Yixiao's chilling palm, Zhang Wuji not only had no intention of avoiding it, but actually raised his palm to greet him.

It was also the first time Wei Yixiao saw someone who dared to touch his icy palm head-on, and he was extremely excited in his heart, he didn't intend to stop at all, instead he urged the yin and cold internal force in his body even harder!
boom!The right palms of the two collided, and two diametrically opposite true qis, one hot and one cold, swayed around.

King Yin Ye was amazed and said: "Father, have you noticed? Wuji's internal energy is as hot as fire!"

Yin Tianzheng breathed a sigh of relief, and said: "I see, no wonder he is not afraid of Wei Bat King's icy palm at all, his internal force is the nemesis of all yin martial arts." He subconsciously glanced at Lin Yuanjian, and after discovering The person's cloud was calm, as if he had expected the ending long ago, and he couldn't help feeling a little more respectful in his heart.

Wei Yixiao only felt that his right palm was pressing on a hot and red stove, and countless yin and cold forces melted like winter snow meeting spring sun.

He knew very well that he had already lost this battle.

Zhang Wuji said: "Wei Bat King, I don't think we need to fight anymore."

"I lost." Wei Yixiao was honest and upright, a loss is a loss, he never made excuses, and admitted it generously.

The two of them withdrew their hands at the same time with a tacit understanding and fell to the ground.

"Hahaha, King Wei Bat, am I right?" King Yinye laughed triumphantly.

Wei Yixiao said angrily: "Well, you Yin Yewang, you actually made me look bad on purpose."

"However, I am really convinced that I lost. I, Wei Yixiao, always thought that my kung fu was not bad. I never imagined that there is a sky beyond the sky. Today, I finally saw what it means to be a real master. I can't even pass the test of my apprentice, and I want to challenge myself. As a master, Mr. Lin, feel ashamed, ashamed."

Lin Yuanjian said with a smile: "Wei Bat King's lightness kung fu made Lin's eyes wide open. No wonder people in the world say that the blue-winged bat king Wei Yixiao's lightness kung fu is the best in the world."

Hearing these words, Wei Yixiao also felt extremely comfortable, and he was in a good mood: "In front of Mr. Lin, how dare I, Wei Yixiao, be called number one in the world."

Everyone laughed when they heard the words, and the atmosphere was pleasant.

Compared with Song Yuanqiao and others from the Wudang School, Lin Yuanjian felt that it seemed easier to get along with these so-called "members of the Demon Cult".