Gao Wu: My martial arts training relies solely on hard work

Chapter 238 Are You Sober?

"What did you say?"

Zhang Cuifeng was stunned at the door, with a look of disbelief on his face, feeling that he had heard wrongly.

Song Yuanqiao stood not far behind Zhang Cuifeng, a look of astonishment flashed across his gloating face.

He didn't expect that Zhao Xuan would be so bold as to tell Zhang Cuifeng to get lost.

Zhao Xuan patted Xie Lingyu's catkin, gave her a reassuring look, stood up and said, "Don't you want to learn from each other? Please come."

Zhang Cuifeng's face was filled with frost at this moment: "I ask you, what were you talking about just now?"

Seeing that Zhao Xuan seemed to be showing signs of surrender, he intensified his criticism and asked, "Zhao Xuan is so brave. He is so disrespectful to his teacher. Does he want to deceive his teacher and destroy his ancestors?"

Zhao Xuan moved his eyes to the main hall, where Zhang Taifeng rested.

Seeing that the main hall door was closed tightly, with no sign of opening, I suddenly knew what was going on.

Zhang Cuifeng noticed Zhao Xuan's gaze and said with a mocking look on his face: "You are acting arrogantly and rudely. Do you still want Master to intercede on your behalf?"

"You will fight on behalf of the Dao Alliance, and you will only be allowed to win, not lose."

"If you win, this leader will reduce your punishment as appropriate. If you dare to lose, you will be punished severely."

Zhang Cuifeng held his breath in his heart.

If he hadn't still expected Zhao Xuan to give him a face, he would have been tempted to teach Zhao Xuan a lesson.

Zhao Xuan smiled brightly: "Please give me some advice from the head master."

"What did you say?"

In Zhang Cuifeng's confused eyes, his huge fist suddenly enlarged in his pupils.

"Boom" sound.

Zhao Xuan moved forward with his long fist, causing the air to ripple and be expelled by him like huge waves on the sea.

The true energy in the body surged, and the breath instantly climbed to the peak, and then it burst into flames.

As his long arms swung, he blasted out a torrent of powerful and domineering punch power, striking Zhang Cuifeng at the door.

He said silently: "Shaqi, I have tolerated you for a long time."

"I'm willing to be a dog, don't pick on me."

Zhang Cuifeng roared: "Bold..."

The terrifying aura that hit him not only blocked his words, but also turned all his anger into shock and fear.

Facing Zhao Xuan's ordinary blow that spared no effort, he instinctively swung his arms and met it with both fists.

"Bang" with a muffled sound.

Zhang Cuifeng shot into the sky like a cannonball and was punched into the sky by Zhao Xuan.

Zhao Xuan raised a series of afterimages and followed closely. When he passed by Song Yuanqiao who was watching a theater, he did not forget to slap him.

"Next time, sir, come and join in the fun."

Song Yuanqiao flew out, hit the wall and rolled down again.

He covered his face, feeling aggrieved.

Do you want to be beaten even if you watch the excitement?
In the sky.

Zhang Cuifeng finally realized something was wrong and asked sharply: "When did you become a Grand Master?"

Zhao Xuan punched him away.

"Dao Sansheng compensated the junior with [-] soul-gathering pills. Didn't the head master see it with his own eyes?"

"Uncle, the head master, was working for the Dao Alliance. How many pills did you get? Are there as many as the juniors?"

"Why do you think you can pass the test and be promoted to Grand Master? My nephew's talents and resources are better than yours, so why can't you do it?"

Zhang Cuifeng's face was as dark as the bottom of a pot.

After a few punches, he found that Zhao Xuan's cultivation level was still higher than his.

This also proves that Zhao Xuan was promoted earlier than him.

The first thing he thought was not that he had made a mistake, but that Zhao Xuan deliberately hid it from him and did not treat him as an elder at all.

The anger in my heart grew stronger.

The Zhenwu sword was unsheathed boldly.

"Om" sound.

The sound of swords roaring like tigers and dragons roared loudly.

A three-foot long sword that was completely blue and covered with mysterious divine patterns was held by Zhang Cuifeng and raised to the sky with all his strength.

The sword energy roared wildly, rolling and wreaking havoc.

When the sword came out, the tumbling air was cut open.

A wisp of Heaven-cutting Sword Intent pulled out a sword mark hundreds of feet long in the sky, which lingered for a long time, as if it would last forever.

This sword seemed to cut the heaven and earth apart and intercept a ray of life.

He wanted Zhao Xuan to know that cultivation level did not mean everything.

Martial arts, character, and fighting experience are also the keys to life and death.

A sneer appeared at the corner of Zhao Xuan's mouth.Want to use superior martial arts and magical weapons to overwhelm him?
It seemed that the head master knew very little about him and did not even know that he had learned Tai Chi Fortune Boxing from Zhang Taifeng.

He immediately opened his posture and embraced Yin and Yang.

A huge whirlpool emerged in his arms.

The vitality between heaven and earth, like all rivers returning to the sea, poured into his arms crazily.

Then it burst out.

"Yin Yang Great Mixed Cave·Attack."

A vacuum channel instantly formed between Zhao Xuan and Zhang Cuifeng.

"Boom" sound.

The energy that shot through the air hit Zhenwu Sword, making a thunderous explosion.

At that moment, Zhenwu Sword bent deeply.

Immediately, Zhang Cuifeng flew out upside down.

Zhao Xuan walked forward in the air, came to Zhang Cuifeng in an instant, and punched Zhang Cuifeng.

"you dare!"

Zhang Cuifeng roared.

In Zhang Cuifeng's eyes filled with shock and anger, Zhao Xuan punched him in the face.

"Bang bang bang bang!"

Then, the muffled sound of hitting sandbags continued to sound.

The sound of the two people's confrontation immediately attracted other people from the Dao Alliance to watch.

Even the two people who came to visit from Taiyi Clan followed.

Zhang Cuifeng held his head to resist Zhao Xuan's deliberately controlled fist, and yelled: "Zhao Xuan, don't let your family's scandal go public, stop it immediately."

"Let's talk about the matter between you and me later."

He wanted to find a step to get off, but he ignored Zhao Xuan and didn't think about it.

"Isn't it a competition? What's so shameful about it?"

Many scenes from the past emerged in Zhao Xuan's mind.

For example, it was agreed that he would be allowed to find a way to absorb the Three Lights Divine Water within an hour. However, as soon as he absorbed a little bit, he was immediately stopped and even given a scolding.

He was forced to give up his position as Taoist son by pretending to be a public servant.

Find the opportunity for Song Yuanqiao to enter Taixuan Cave...

The pictures kept flashing by, and Zhao Xuan felt more and more comfortable pumping his fist.

He doesn't hold grudges, he just has a better memory.

Zhang Cuifeng received several blows, and the pain was unbearable, and he cried out: "Zhao Xuan, you deceived the master and destroyed the ancestor, which is treason."

"Your uncle is watching from below, he won't let you go."

Zhao Xuan sneered: "Uncle Master, didn't you see this junior asking for help from my uncle?"

Do you think I'm asking for help for myself?
No, I'm begging for mercy on your behalf.

Zhang Taifeng didn't respond, which meant that he didn't want to care.

He was probably disappointed with the disciple whose elbows were turned outward, so he allowed Zhao Xuan to teach him a lesson.

Zhang Cuifeng was not hopelessly stupid. He quickly reacted and asked in disbelief: "You mean Master..."

Zhao Xuan didn't reply to him.

He planned to teach Zhang Cuifeng an unforgettable lesson so that he would not make excessive demands based on his status as the leader next time.

Zhang Cuifeng was ashamed and furious, drowning his reason like a tide.

He had been holding his head as a punching bag, with a flash of scarlet in his eyes.

The dark aura overflowed from the depths of his soul and continued to pour into his body.

His aura was getting higher and higher.

This is a sign of obsession.

As the saying goes, "Blackening is twice as strong, whitewashing is three times weaker."

After a few breaths, Zhang Cuifeng's aura was already close to Zhao Xuan.

This is the moment.

Zhao Xuan stretched out his hand, spread his fingers, and shook it suddenly.

Five-color air currents spurted out and turned into huge palms, tightly confining Zhang Cuifeng.

Zhao Xuan formed a seal with his hands, and a large amount of merit turned into a golden air flow and poured into Zhang Cuifeng's body.

The black aura pouring out from the depths of Zhang Cuifeng's soul was like snow exposed to the scorching sun, melting at a speed visible to the naked eye and evaporating into the air.

Zhao Xuan looked at Zhang Cuifeng, whose eyes were clear again, and smiled calmly: "Uncle Master, are you awake?"

(End of this chapter)