Comprehensive martial arts: Infinitely simplified, the sword crushes Li Hanyi at the beginning

"Senior Brother Cuishan," Zhang Wuji blurted out.

Zhang Cuishan heard someone calling him senior brother and turned around, only to see Zhang Wuji standing not far away, looking at him with a smile on his face.

"Wuji, it was you who called me just now," Zhang Cuishan asked with some confusion.

"Junior brother Zhang Wuji, greet Senior Brother Cuishan." Zhang Wuji followed the example of others and saluted.

Hearing this, Zhang Cuishan's face turned as black as the bottom of a pot.

He looked at Zhang Wuji with burning eyes and said a few words from between his teeth: "Boy, what did you call me?"

Zhang Wuji's heart suddenly trembled.

But he still had the courage to say: "Today, Uncle Qingxuan has accepted me as his disciple. I will call you senior brother, right?"

At this time, Yin Susu, who had just come out of the house, also heard this sentence and tried not to laugh out loud.

Zhang Cuishan saw the suppressed smile on his wife's face, and suddenly felt that he was completely humiliated. He looked at Zhang Wuji opposite, with a dangerous light flashing in his eyes.

I cursed in my heart: "You are such a rebellious son. You have stiff wings, right? You dare to talk to your father like this. It's time for you to know that father's love is like a mountain."

Zhang Wuji was completely unaware and kept talking non-stop: "Senior Brother Cuishan, from now on we can talk about our own affairs. I will call you senior brother, and you will call me son."

Anger welled up in Zhang Cuishan's heart, and he smiled in anger and said: "Okay, okay, Junior Brother Wuji, let me test your martial arts, Senior Brother."

On the side, Yin Susu finally couldn't hold back and laughed out loud.

Seeing Zhang Cuishan's angry look, Yin Susu advised him: "Brother Shan, don't be angry. Wuji is still young and ignorant...".

Before he finished speaking, Zhang Wuji said: "Sister-in-law, I am not young anymore."

Yin Susu's smile froze on her face.

He said to Zhang Cuishan expressionlessly: "Just don't beat him to death."

A sneer appeared at the corner of Zhang Cuishan's mouth: "It's an order."

Then, he looked at Zhang Wuji and said with a strange tone: "Junior brother, let me see what kind of martial arts you have learned today."

Zhang Cuishan and Zhang Wuji, father and son, stood opposite each other.

Zhang Cuishan was angry and wanted to teach Zhang Wuji a lesson, but he also wanted to teach him martial arts.

Now that I have returned to the Central Plains, there will definitely be no less battles than on the Ice and Fire Island overseas. Zhang Wuji is also very pleased that Zhang Wuji has more ability to protect himself.

Zhang Cuishan stood with his hands behind his back and said calmly: "Let's take action."

Zhang Wuji was not polite, thrust out the wooden sword in his hand, and used the Holy Spirit Sword Technique.

"Sword One"!

The power of the sword is swift, as fast as a meteor, and extremely exquisite.

Zhang Cuishan couldn't help but feel something in his heart.

"What a good boy, you really have two skills."

Zhang Cuishan also put away the contempt in his heart and seriously competed with Zhang Wuji.

As the two of them fought, Zhang Cuishan became more and more frightened.

"What an exquisite swordsmanship", Zhang Cuishan thought in his mind: "This is definitely not Wudang's swordsmanship."

Zhang Cuishan was unaware for a moment and was caught in the middle by Zhang Wuji. The wooden sword in his hand stabbed a hole in Zhang Cuishan's sleeve.

On the side, Yin Susu was surprised.

"Wuji could actually pierce Brother Shan's sleeve."

Zhang Cuishan is in the Xuan realm, while Zhang Wuji is only ten years old and only has an eighth-level cultivation level.

Although Zhang Cuishan was not serious, it was quite amazing that Zhang Wuji could achieve such results.

Zhang Cuishan, whose sleeve was pierced, could no longer bear it. The breath of the Zhixuan realm exploded, instantly shattering the wooden sword in Zhang Wuji's hand.

Then he grabbed Zhang Wuji, and slapped Zhang Wuji's butt with his right hand like raindrops.

"Dad, dad, I was wrong, I was wrong," Zhang Wuji howled.

"I'm not your father", Zhang Cuishan remained unmoved.

When his plea failed, Zhang Wuji turned to Yin Susu: "Mom, mother, save me, dad is going to beat me to death."

Yin Susu raised her eyebrows and said, "Don't call me sister-in-law anymore"?

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In a small town at the foot of Wudang Mountain.

A group of cavalry roared in. There were more than fifty cavalry in total, both men and horses.

The cavalry exuded waves of evil aura, and anyone could tell that this team of cavalry was definitely one of the few elites in the world.

The leader was about 20 years old, dressed in rich clothes, looking decadent and playboy-like, and he was none other than Xu Fengnian, the persimmon from Beizhou. (It’s not a typo. There can’t be too many characters in the original work, so I can only use homophones instead. I hope all readers will forgive me)

An old servant with missing front teeth and shabby clothes rode a lame bad horse and followed Xu Fengnian, carrying a square sword box behind him.

Xu Fengnian raised his eyelids and said: "Wudang, we are finally here. This journey has made me exhausted."

"Old Huang, you said that old guy Xu Xiao, why do you have to let me come? I am staying well in Bei Ming. He wants to curry favor with Wudang, why doesn't he come himself?" Xu Fengnian looked unhappy.

"Persimmon, the prince must have his own considerations about joining Wudang, but don't say that." Lao Huang was shocked.

He thought to himself: "My ancestors, this is Wudang's territory, please be careful what you say."

Xu Fengnian said nonchalantly: "Don't worry, Old Huang, I'm not a fool."

Lao Huang nodded, feeling a little worried in his heart. After all, this man's character was hard to describe.

They came here to celebrate their birthdays, so it was naturally not suitable for the Snow Dragon Riders to go up the mountain.

So he randomly found a place to stay in the small town, and after settling down the Snow Dragon Riders, Lao Huang followed Xu Fengnian up to Wudang Mountain.

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Inside the Zhenwu Hall.

Song Yuanqiao received Lao Huang and Xu Fengnian.

"Two distinguished guests, I hope you will forgive me for not being able to welcome you from afar," Song Yuanqiao said with a smile.

"I've met Master Song." Lao Huang grinned and said a little secretly: "This is my persimmon Xu Fengnian. The prince specially arranged for Persimmon to come to celebrate Master Zhang's birthday."

"I've seen persimmons before," Song Yuanqiao said in greeting.

The moment I saw Xu Fengnian.

Song Yuanqiao couldn't help but feel dazed for a moment.

"Why does this persimmon look so similar to Master Qingxuan?" Song Yuanqiao was surprised.

I couldn't help but look at Xu Fengnian carefully.

"No, the appearance is completely different, but they are similar in spirit," Song Yuanqiao reacted.

"Song Zhenren, Song Zhenren", Lao Huang saw Song Yuanqiao staring at Xu Fengnian blankly. Then he called twice softly.

Song Yuanqiao came to his senses.

He apologized: "I'm sorry, you two, His Highness Persimmon looks a bit similar to one of my elders, so I couldn't help but take a second look."

Although Lao Huang didn't understand, he nodded.

Song Yuanqiao waved his robe and said: "Two distinguished guests have traveled thousands of miles to wish my master a birthday. Wudang is very grateful."

"You two, please come with me, and I will arrange a private room for you two."

Lao Huang grinned and said, "Don't bother, we have booked a room at the foot of the mountain."

"Old Huang, Master Song sincerely invites you, so let's not refuse," Xu Fengnian said with a yawn.

There is no place where Wudang can live comfortably at the foot of the mountain. Xu Fengnian will naturally not let go of his blessings and suffer the consequences.

While the three of them were talking.

Su Qingxuan also came to Zhenwu Hall.

"Hiss", Lao Huang couldn't help but take a breath of cold air, and thought to himself: "Who is this person, and why does he look so similar to Persimmon?"

"I've met Master Qingxuan," Song Yuanqiao said respectfully.

"Uncle Master, these two are distinguished guests from Bei Ming. They are here to wish Master a birthday."

"Persimmon, Senior Huang, this is my uncle, Su Qingxuan."

Su Qingxuan and Xu Fengnian looked at each other for a few times, and a thought came to their minds: "This man looks like me."

But neither side said it.

After some pleasantries, Song Yuanqiao took the two of them to arrange accommodation.

Su Qingxuan went directly to Hong Xixiang with full of doubts.

"Junior brother, your brother-in-law is here."