Zongwu: I am playing badly in Huashan Inn

Even Lady Cheng could only leave a shallow scratch on the Sword Sharpening Monument.

The enthusiasm of the people present to give it a try was instantly extinguished.

At the same time, they once again looked at Lin Fei with new eyes.

The owner of the Yunlai Inn always has amazing moves and amazing things.

Such a Sword Sharpening Monument, no matter which sect or family it is placed in, is no different from a treasure handed down from generation to generation, right?

How many heroes and sword masters can this attract to come and test their swords?

"In that case, I will show my ugliness and give it a try."

Zhang Sanfeng stepped forward, his eyes sparkling, his energy spreading wildly, his cheeks flushed, as if he was about to burst.

Seeing this scene, Lin Fei inexplicably thought of the dialogue between Zhang Sanfeng and Zhang Wuji in a movie.

"Disciple, you must keep your virginity. It's very powerful to practice martial arts. Don't look at the master who is over a hundred years old. He wakes up every morning with a pillar of support."

"What do you mean by a pillar of support?"

"..."

"Why haven't I tried it?"

"Are you weak?"

Seeing Lin Fei couldn't help laughing, Zhang Sanfeng asked, "Why is Mr. Lin laughing? Do you want to see me make fun of you?"

Lin Fei's face immediately returned to a serious expression.

"Master Zhang, I have undergone strict training. No matter how funny it is, I will not laugh unless I can't help it."

"Puff..."

Zhang Sanfeng: ...

He no longer paid attention to Lin Fei. With a flip of his palm, the Zhenwu Sword appeared in his hand.

The three-foot sword was at his side, and Zhang Sanfeng stood with the sword.

Suddenly, his eyes suddenly changed, and the energy in his body seemed to gather on the Zhenwu Sword.

Behind him, a shadow of the Zhenwu Emperor seemed to emerge.

The Gangqi took shape, and the Dharma appeared in the world!

Is this the sign of crossing the Grandmaster realm and reaching the realm of unity between man and nature?

Just when everyone was deeply impressed by Zhang Sanfeng's strength, Zhang Sanfeng's sword moved.

Unlike the middle-aged swordsman and Cheng Yaojia just now, Zhang Sanfeng's sword was extremely slow.

The Zhenwu Sword left several afterimages in the air.

From the time of exerting force to the sword touching the stone tablet, it seemed as if several centuries had passed.

Tai Chi Sword!

The surrounding air and space seemed to stop, and everything solidified.

Just when the sword was about to touch the stone tablet, everyone was surprised to find that the Zhenwu Sword was taken back by Zhang Sanfeng again.

Then another sword was slashed out.

This went back and forth for ten times!

Finally, ten sword lights flowed into the sea, and the sea accepted hundreds of rivers, converging into a sword light!

At this time, the solidified space and air suddenly shattered, and time returned to normal speed, making everything that happened just now flash before everyone's eyes like a slow-motion replay.

Boom!

Just by listening to the sound, you can tell that Zhang Sanfeng's sword is completely different from the previous two swords.

The sword light and the colorful light on the stone tablet gradually dissipated, and everyone could see the situation clearly.

I saw a fresh sword mark of one inch left on the white jade-like sharpening sword tablet, which was shocking!

"Oh oh oh! Is this the strength of Master Zhang?!"

"Sure enough, Master Zhang is different when he makes a move."

"Compared with the other sword marks on this sharpening sword tablet, Master Zhang is almost catching up with those senior masters."

"This sword tablet doesn't look like something from the Kyushu world. Maybe the sword marks on it were left by an immortal."

"The immortal tablet... Could it be that Shopkeeper Lin is related to the immortal?"

"Shopkeeper Lin is really getting more and more mysterious..."

Shi Feixuan, who was standing by, was also shocked.

Although she was confident that if she made a move, she would not leave only a scratch like Cheng Yaojia.

But it was impossible to leave a sword mark as deep as an inch like Zhang Sanfeng.

She had a vague expectation that if Lin Fei took action, he would leave something on this sword-sharpening monument.

Then, several swordsmen came forward to challenge.

Among them were well-known knights in the martial arts world like Cheng Yaojia.

But most of them were like the middle-aged swordsman, leaving nothing behind.

Those who were slightly more powerful only left a faint scratch like Cheng Yaojia.

Seeing that no one came forward to challenge, Lin Fei said loudly: "I declare that the winner of this challenge is-Zhang Zhenren of Wudang!"

Then, Qu Feiyan handed a silver note of one thousand and two taels of silver to Zhang Sanfeng.

Zhang Sanfeng looked at the silver note in his hand with mixed feelings.

His Wudang Sect was not like Shaolin Temple.

Shaolin Temple could receive incense money from devout believers every day, and it was actually very rich.

He had no worries about food and clothing. Although he ate only vegetarian dishes, he could make them look fancy.

Not to mention the monk's robes, which were inlaid with gold threads to show respect for the Buddha.

Without incense money, he did not allow his disciples to go out to perform rituals, fortune-telling, or feng shui. As a result, the Wudang Sect becameVery tight.

This one thousand two silver can be said to be a timely help.

Just as he looked at Lin Fei gratefully, everyone at the scene couldn't hold back.

"Wait... it's not over yet?"

"Yes, Manager Lin hasn't made a move yet, how come it's over?"

"Although I am very happy to see Master Zhang's move, I have to say that I came to Yunlai Inn to see Manager Lin."

Even Zhang Sanfeng was a little embarrassed.

He handed the banknote back to Qu Feiyan and said, "Manager Lin hasn't made a move yet, so my first place doesn't count."

Lin Fei smiled and said, "Since everyone is so interested, I will show my ugliness.

But this is my Yunlai Inn, and this sharpening sword monument is also mine. It's a bit too much for me to participate in the competition and be the referee myself.

So, I will participate in the form of friendly participation, and the results will not be counted in this sword test conference!"

After speaking, Lin Fei signaled Qu Feiyan to return the banknote to Zhang Sanfeng.

This small move attracted the attention of everyone and Zhang Sanfeng, who secretly praised Lin Fei for being a good person.

Then, everyone stepped back and made a large space for Lin Fei.

Lin Fei drew out the Flying Star Sword.

In an instant, the world seemed to darken.

Thunder could be seen flickering and jumping faintly on the Flying Star Sword!

Heavenly Thunder Sword Intent!

At the same time, everyone also felt a chill from the bottom of their hearts.

It brought back the most horrifying memories in their hearts.

Asura Sword Intent!

The two sword intentions intertwined, and Lin Fei burst out with a monstrous momentum!

Under this terrifying sword intention, Zhang Sanfeng's momentum just now seemed a little insufficient.

Zhang Sanfeng, and even everyone, couldn't help but change their faces at this moment.

Lin Fei moved.

He jumped in the air, and did not cut down with a sword, but swung the long sword and danced.

All around, the air seemed to be stagnant, only purple thunders fell from time to time, hitting the bluestone floor, splashing sparks!

Above the sky, it seemed that even the wind and clouds were moving.

Everyone, including the girls in Baicao Garden, was stunned!

Especially Zhang Sanfeng, his eyes widened, watching Lin Fei dancing with a sword in the air in disbelief.

"Is this... sword intent? Or two!"

"Mr. Lin's sword skills have reached such a high level! I really feel inferior."

As the last purple thunder flashed by, Lin Fei stopped and slowly fell to the ground and stood still.

The clouds cleared and the sun rose, and the whole world seemed to be bright again.

Two big characters appeared on the sword sharpening monument.

"Huashan"!