People in Zongwu: Starting with the Yin Gui Sect

Character: Xu Zhu.

Identity: A disciple of the Xu generation of the Shaolin Temple in the Song Dynasty.

Realm: Innate martial arts.

Kung Fu: Yi Jin Jing (Heavenly Grade Top), Xi Sui Jing (Heavenly Grade Middle), Long Yin Tie Bu Shan (Heavenly Grade Lower), Hu Xiao Jin Zhong Zhan (Heavenly Grade Lower), Tietou Kung Fu (Earthly Grade Top), Tie Bi Kung Fu (Earthly Grade Top), Tie Sao Broom Kung Fu (Earthly Grade Upper).

"Good Xu Zhu!"

Wu Yu didn't expect that even without the Zhenlong chess game, Xu Zhu still got a huge opportunity. He even got Xi Sui Jing, which had been lost in Shaolin Temple for nearly a hundred years. The key is that he can continue to be his Shaolin disciple, instead of being driven out of Shaolin Temple like in the original book.

For some reason, looking at Xu Zhu in front of him, Wu Yu thought of You Tanzhi before. After the opportunities were taken away by him, the heaven gave them a greater opportunity.

It's as if the heaven of this world is unwilling to let these people with great luck become mediocre.

Thinking of this, Wu Yu carefully raised his head and looked at the sky, wondering if there was really a pair of eyes there silently watching every move of this world.

Thinking of this, he shuddered. Of course, he might have thought too much. After all, this is not a fantasy world, where does the heavenly way come from?

But he soon realized that this is a fantasy world, otherwise how could there be such things as the four auspicious beasts and the heaven-repairing divine stone?

"This fucking world!"

He cursed in his heart and forced himself to divert his attention. Wu Yu then continued to look at the arena.

But you don't know until you see it. When you see it, you will be shocked. Jiumozhi actually fell behind in the battle with Xuzhu.

You must know that Xuzhu here does not have the skills passed down by the three elders of Xiaoyao. Even if his skills are powerful, it is impossible to catch up with Jiumozhi in such a short time.

Facts proved that Wu Yu's idea was correct. Jiumozhi was an old-fashioned innate strongman after all. His strength and experience were not comparable to Xuzhu, a rookie.

Except that he was caught off guard at the beginning, he quickly turned the situation around after thoroughly understanding the opponent's martial arts routine and began to suppress Xuzhu.

"That's right!"

Thinking of Jiumozhi who had just fallen into a disadvantage, Wu Yu was really worried about him. Fortunately, his worry was unnecessary.

It seemed to verify Wu Yu's conjecture. Jiumozhi, who regained the upper hand, became more and more courageous. After more than ten moves, a flame knife energy that was more terrifying than ever before directly cut a big hole in Xuzhu's chest, completely making him lose his fighting power.

After defeating Xu Zhu again, Jiumozhi did not continue to challenge him this time, but put his hands together and chanted a Buddhist name, "Amitabha, it's getting late today, let's continue tomorrow."

After all, Jiumozhi is not made of iron. He defeated several masters of the Xuan generation of Shaolin Temple in one day, and finally fought with a little monk who came out of nowhere for hundreds of rounds. Even a body of iron could not withstand such a fight.

As for the so-called late sky, it was just an excuse for him to take a rest. Didn't he see that the sun was at noon?

But no one dared to question the presence of so many people. After all, Jiumozhi's strength really shocked them. Whether it was the previous monks of the Xuan generation or the later Xu Zhu, they were not comparable to them. Jiumozhi not only won, but also fought in a round-robin battle.

"Master, we meet again!"

Seeing Jiumozhi coming out, Wu Yu hurriedly greeted him.

Hearing someone calling him, Jiumozhi looked up and saw that it was Wu Yu, his eyes lit up immediately.

"Amitabha, what a coincidence, Donor Wu!"

"I haven't congratulated the master on his triumphant return yet. I believe that after today, the master's name will surely resound throughout the martial arts world."

"No, no, Donor Wu, you are joking. I have to thank Donor Wu for teaching me the skills. If it weren't for your Nine Yang Magic Skill, I would never be able to reach this level.

I believe Donor Wu has also entered the Xiantian realm now. Being able to enter this realm at the age of less than 20, I am afraid that Donor Wu's future achievements will be limitless."

After feeling that Wu Yu was in the Xiantian realm like himself, Jiumozhi said that it would be a lie to say that he was not envious. You know, even he entered this realm when he was in his thirties.

Thinking of this, Jiumozhi felt a little regretful, regretting why he didn't meet Donor Wu earlier.

After a business exchange, the relationship between the two heated up again, and Wu Yu also said the purpose of suddenly calling each other this time.

"Master, you arrived earlier than me, so you must know a lot about the Heroes Conference. Please tell me about the Shaolin Temple and the power in this conference.Who did the gang invite? "

Seeing Wu Yu asking this, Jiumozhi became excited and told everything he knew.

First of all, in addition to some sects in the current Song Dynasty, even martial arts masters from other countries were invited, including their Tantric sect's supreme grandmaster Bashiba.

"Bashiba? "

Hearing this name, Wu Yu was immediately shocked.

Bashiba, the fifth-generation leader of the Sakya sect of Tibetan Buddhism, the founder of the Sakya regime in Tibet, the first Sakya Dharma King, is known as the Buddha of the Western Heaven who is above the emperor.

In addition to this, he has another identity, that is, the national teacher of the current Mongolian Yuan Empire, and together with Meng Chixing and Si Hanfei, he is known as the three great masters of the grassland.

It is said that this great master of Tantric Buddhism once went to the Ming Dynasty alone and discussed Taoism with Zhang Sanfeng, who was known as the number one in the world, for three days and three nights without a clear winner. It was also that discussion that made Bashiba's name completely resounding in all countries.

However, before Wu Yu was shocked, he heard Jiumozhi continue: "Not only that, another great master Meng Chixing has also arrived."

"Fuck! "

Meng Chixing is also one of the three great masters of the Yuan Dynasty and the master of Pangban, the best young master of the grassland.

"Good fellow, even this one is here. Could it be that the Yuan Dynasty intends to use this martial arts conference as an excuse to completely eliminate the martial artists in the Song Dynasty and then invade the Song Dynasty and destroy it in one fell swoop!"

I don't know if I don't think about it, and I was shocked when I thought about it. Maybe the other party really has this idea.

In order to confirm his guess, Wu Yu continued to inquire, "Master, you are not going to tell me that in addition to these two, the last one has also arrived!"

"Hey, Master Wu, how do you know? Yes, in addition to these two, the last emperor Si Hanfei has also come, and in addition to these three great masters, there are also several innate masters accompanying them, saying that they came for exchange. "