Wanjie Athletics, I choose Zhang Sanfeng to start

Applying force from a distance, pushing the blue light sword nailed to the air wall, piercing forward continuously.

The blue light sword was blessed by waves of force from across the air, shaking crazily, bursting out with dazzling blue light, and immediately turned, drilling into the air wall like an electric drill.

Zhen Zhibing retracted the sword, palmed it to the top door, then turned his palm down and struck towards the blue light sword.

Just about to push the air wall, the Qingguang sword was sent flying, and hit He Zudao.

His hand is Quanzhen's unique technique of three-flower gathering palm, which is the most internal force-intensive palm technique in Quanzhen sect.

Those with strong internal strength can show the wonderful meaning of three flowers gathering on the top when they use this palm.

In the specifications drawn by Cao Zhe, this kind of martial arts is collectively referred to as "external scenery unique learning".

Of course, the unique knowledge of location is already in the inner sect of Wudang School, and this kind of thing is basically popularized, so there is no need to go out and tell others!

so as not to be seen as showing off.

In the blink of an eye, the two exchanged hands again.

It seems that He Zudao has not yet shown a tendency to win.

Could it be that Cao Zhe guessed wrong again?

Not so much!

Of course not, because Zhen Zhibing was completely brought into the rhythm of He Zudao, and Zhen Zhibing himself was in the middle of the game, so he thought it was the clarion call to counterattack.

Even without the changes brought about by Cao Zhe, He Zudao's own aptitude alone is enough to become a master-level character. How could he really appear so reckless in battle with his inborn exquisite heart?

Since the invitation to fight, He Zudao has deliberately created an 'illusion' for Zhen Zhibing, who is not familiar with him.

Including the impatient invitation to fight, including the "arrogant" giving up the three moves first, these are all part of He Zudao's creation of a temporary "personal design".

Step by step, Zhen Zhibing, the Quanzhen Sword Immortal, was brought into the psychological trap he had set up.

Fighting in martial arts is not just a simple punching each other, and then non-stop Euler, Euler, Euler!

The wisdom of fighting is also very important.

When He Zudao showed that he really wanted to complete his work in one battle, he kept pushing the cloud pushing hand to push the blue light sword, stabbing at Zhen Zhibing stubbornly.

And Zhen Zhibing was really fooled, and used all his strength to fight against the Qingguang Sword's invasion, and wanted to launch a counterattack.

At this time, it also means that Zhen Zhibing has completely fallen into the trap.

He started to ignore more important things.

Wudang School is not only about swordsmanship!

He Zudao pinched the seal with one hand, and the dark clouds that had been entrenched in the sky for a long time finally revealed a ferocious corner at this time.

Boom!

The thunder light fell, and the snow-white thunder fell on Zhen Zhibing's body. The true qi that protected his body had already been released, and he hadn't recovered much internal energy for the time being.

When the thunder light fell, except for the numbness and severe pain spreading all over his body, his mind was blank.

"What...?" Zhen Zhibing didn't have time to think, and raised his sword to fight.

However, it was smashed to the ground fiercely by the violent thunder that fell continuously.

This is Wudang Mountain. The vitality of the world in Wudang Mountain is far thicker than that of the outside world.

Even with such insignificant skill, he can perform the Thunder Jue in the Four Phases Jue of Heaven's Will with ease in this Wudang Mountain... although it still needs a relatively long time to charge forward.

However, because He Zudao's performance in the early stage was too fancy, he used a flying sword like a sword fairy to attract all the attention, so that let alone Zhen Zhibing who was in the game, it was those who were fighting on the sidelines. Most of them didn't notice the strangeness in the sky above their heads.

It wasn't until this thunderbolt came that everyone suddenly realized.

Zhen Zhibing fell heavily to the ground, and with him fell to the ground, there were also shattered self-esteem and pride.

Losing to Zhang Sanfeng, he was annoyed, resentful, and unwilling at first, but as his reputation grew, it turned into a complex emotion mixed with honor, joy, and even yearning, as if aftertaste.

But He Zudao, the disciple who lost to Zhang Sanfeng, I'm afraid it will be really difficult for him to pass this test.

Originally thought, will win harsh ridicule.

But I only heard Cao Zhe say: "Hurry up and send Headmaster Zhen to the medicine hall to heal his wounds, and offer you three Body Tempering Pills."

"Headmaster Zhen! This little apprentice's skills are superficial, and he has no sense of proportion. I still hope to forgive my sins. The Body Tempering Pill can effectively dissolve the remaining thunder energy in the body, and it also has magical effects on relaxing the tendons and activating collaterals, as well as strengthening the roots and bones. Don't refuse! "

Zhen Zhibing's tongue was numb, and he wanted to say something, but he couldn't utter a word.

Soon he was carried away by the Wudang disciples flying past.

Cao Zhe turned his head and said, "Then continue to work!"

"Comrades, let's continue."

"What a shame! Since you like to show off so much, it's up to you to announce the rules of the next game."

After finishing speaking, Cao Zhe smiled slightly, turned around and flew into Zixiao Palace, passed directly over the heads of the crowd, and sat on the main seat.

The heads of all martial arts factions retreated into the hall one after another.

Then he said all kinds of nasty polite words to Cao Zhe.

Just short of engraving the word 'Tiangou' on his face.

Cao Zhe also dealt with it casually, not taking the flattery of these people to heart.

In the world, don't believe some people praise it, don't listen to some people scold it, and only by upholding your heart can you think freely and get from beginning to end.

Now these people are very flattering on the surface, who knows how they scold them in private?

After all, Cao Zhe's transmission of martial arts to the world is a great virtue to the people of the world, but it lacks great virtue to the heads of these major sects and those who have vested interests.

If you can't beat Wudang, you will classify Wudang as an evil heretic, and then attack them together, and everyone will stand shoulder to shoulder. Don't talk about the rules of the world, I'm afraid they will all get up early.

And Zhen Zhibing's 'easily' defeat to He Zudao was like a wake-up call for these leaders.

Wudang is without 'Zhang Sanfeng', it is also the number one in Wulin, and it is also a holy place in the world.

Who knows, how many disciples like this are there in Wudang Mountain?

On the square, He Zudao, who had just defeated Zhen Zhibing, raised his voice with the power of a great victory: "Wudang Immortal Gate, today is the martial arts conference. Let me show my style, set up my benchmark, and respect the teachings of my teacher Zhang Zhenren. Today, I will take Ten people are getting started, and I hope that all of you fellow martial artists will work hard, do your best, and don't delay your bright future..."

Sitting in Zixiao Palace, Cao Zhe immediately picked his toes in embarrassment when he heard He Zudao's words.

"What is he talking about!"

"He said that, how can I explain it clearly?"

"It's just you and him, will you send me to heaven sooner or later?"

"He Zudao, this kid, I'm afraid he needs to be educated!"

Cao Zhe gestured to the surroundings with an awkward yet polite smile.

Facing Cao Zhe's smile, the young nuns of the Hengshan Sect blushed slightly.

"Really Zhang smiled at me...!"

"Ah...! Bodhisattva! I was wrong, I want to worship the Taoist priest!" The little nuns held their hearts together, lowered their heads and smiled brilliantly.

Huang Xiang looked at those little nuns who thought of the world, and snorted dissatisfiedly, then turned his head and smiled sweetly at Cao Zhe.

This girl actually had two faces.

As for Xiao Longnv, she was eating watermelon, her eyes were shining, she kept wandering around Huang Xiang, Cao Zhe and the little nuns, and occasionally she would look at Huang Rong who was calm and silent, she seemed to have her own. hapiness.

The Hengshan Sect established the martial arts forest at the beginning, and most of the sects were poor homeless women who were taken in by Mrs. Xiaofeng. Wudang wanted to support them, so he specially invited the Hengshan Sect to join the Zixiao Palace. same row.

As for Mrs. Xiaofeng, she can barely be regarded as Cao Zhe's registered disciple.

That is another story that happened in the years when Cao Zhe traveled the rivers and lakes.

On the square, as He Zudao's words fell to the ground, more intense cheers sounded.

Serious people go up to the mountain to participate in the Martial Arts Conference, who came here for what unique knowledge and foundation building pill?

Isn't it all for joining the Wudang faction?

Entering Wudang...how can there be less unique skills?

This account is very good!

In this crowd, the Daoist Baishang who was in his prime, the Confucian sword Bai Yusheng who walked the rivers and lakes with a book and a sword in his arms, Tang Chuan from the Thunderbolt Gate... and so on. The official start of the contest.

"I will set up an unmanned sword array, a total of 49, each sword array is composed of [-] [-] magic swords, burn a stick of incense, and inside a stick of incense, those who enter the array without falling down, can pass through Audition, enter the second round of competition." He Zudao said.

Sword array screening is inevitable.

Otherwise, there will be too many participants, and even if it is a group competition, it will take at least ten days, and the timeline will be stretched too long.

Just when He Zudao was about to announce the start of the game, ripples visible to the naked eye suddenly appeared in the closed mountain gate formation.

The turbulent cloud and mist spread to the halfway up the mountain, and it even manifested the appearance of a giant sword.

"Someone is breaking into the mountain?"

"who is it?"

"So bold?" The heads of the various factions in Zixiao Palace became a little secretly excited.

On Wudang Mountain, most of the Taoists not only did not panic, but showed a serious look.

He Zudao raised his breath even more, and said loudly: "Who broke into the mountain gate?"

A sharp, awkward voice came from down the mountain.

"Yuan Bupo from Kunlun, he is here to pay homage to his master today! I hope Master will be kind enough to see me and accept my worship."

Cao Zhe sat in Zixiao Palace and waved his sleeves.

Most of the clouds and mists on the mountain have dispersed, and the guests descending from the foot of the mountain gradually reveal their figures.

He was wearing a black suit that was not close to the body, with a bamboo hat covering his face, an ordinary iron sword on his shoulder, and a wooden sword that looked like a child's play was hung on his waist. Small in shape, like a child.

Cao Zhe looked at the person who came, and asked through voice transmission: "Who is the person who came?"

The short figure must have bowed to the ground and kowtowed heavily: "Kunlun Yuan Bupo!"

Cao Zhe asked again, "Who is here?"

The short figure lay on the ground, seemingly hesitating, and the bamboo hat on his head trembled slightly.

Then, he unbuttoned his cloak, revealing a silver-white ape head.

Whether it is the people in the martial arts on the top of the mountain or halfway up the mountain, there is an uproar.

"The ape has spoken!"

"This is... a monster! A monster!"

"What's wrong with this world? There really are demons?" The noisy voices boiled up.

And in Zixiao Palace, all the heads looked at Cao Zhe with surprise and strange eyes.

They heard clearly the conversation between Cao Zhe and the ape demon just now.

This ape demon is also Cao Zhe's disciple?

Cao Zhe smiled slightly, and didn't care about questioning, doubting or even questioning eyes.

Standing up, he said to the white ape who kowtowed: "Okay! Now that you have come here, then you should use your own ability to stand up step by step. If you win the first place, I will formally accept you as an entry. "

As soon as this remark came out, the crowd was even more in an uproar.

Daoist Zhang... actually wants to accept a monster monkey as his disciple?

Not to mention how impactful this is.

This matter itself is unbearable, let alone those people in the martial arts who planned to win the first place and learn from Zhang Sanfeng.

Even the Taoists in Wudang Mountain, few of them gave Yuan Bupo a good look.

Chapter 114 Innate Sword Seed

"Brother, what should we do?"

"Shall we start the formation and let the monkey come up?" A Wudang disciple asked He Zudao in a low voice.

He Zudao frowned and thought carefully, and then said: "There is no need to treat it specially. Since this monkey has not caught up with the time to enter the mountain gate, if he wants to come up again, he will have to go through a large formation, break into the forest, and enter the formation set up along the road."

"Master didn't let him start the battle directly, let him in, that is to let him break through by himself."