I asked you to play a dungeon, why don't you just raise the BOSS here?

Chapter 132 Nine Suns and Wedding Clothes, today there will be a big shift in the world, and all the masters will be enlightened in a while

"This... Yang Zuoshi? Eagle King?"

Zhuang Zheng was startled and looked at the two of them: "Does it count if this person comes on stage?"

"It's okay, Commander Zhuang, please take a rest for a while."

Yin Tianzheng glanced at Zhuang Zheng and said calmly.

Yang Xiao nodded silently, indicating not to worry.

Pure Yang Wuji Kung Fu is the top martial art of contemporary Taoist sects. In terms of pure power, it ranks first among the six martial arts sects today.

Even with Yang Xiao's cultivation level, it would be extremely uncomfortable to finish this battle with Yu Lianzhou.

"OK then……"

Zhuang Zheng used his inner strength and said: "Our Mingjiao people have already entered the field, who will fight among the remaining three sects?"

Only by establishing an image of a gentleman who repays evil with kindness can he be easily recognized by all forces.

"Don't be impatient for revenge, wait slowly, and don't let anyone go."

He Taichong was suspicious: "Do you know me?"

"excuse me."

He Taichong was overjoyed and walked into the arena in a flash.

Yin Susu's words were in my mind as if they were yesterday.

Now that he has perfected his martial arts skills, he has the strength to take revenge.

It seems to be an understatement and casual, but every move and every style is followed by seven or eight extremely sharp moves.

Even Zhang Sanfeng would probably not agree.

Seeing that the Mingjiao could not find any experts and sent a young man to fight, He Taichong was overjoyed.

"You asked for it."

"Wuji, please promise mom a word."

Zhang Wuji looked at He Taichong's figure, his voice was slightly hoarse.

Zhang Wuji gently closed his eyes, and when he opened them again, the slight anger in his eyes had turned into a gentle smile: "Master, please."

The dream in my heart gradually changed from revenge to becoming the supreme king of martial arts and unifying the world.

Well, if I deal with this person, I can justifiably take a rest.

"..."

But ambitions began to expand involuntarily.

If you meet Yin Tianzheng, you will definitely kneel down.

It still looks ugly.

"I don't know how to use weapons."

In this situation, as the leader of Kunlun, if I lose...

"I didn't expect that the Ming Cult also hid a young master. I, Kunlun He Tai, wanted to learn from him."

It’s done today!

The remaining tough nut for Yin Tianzheng can be left to Master Kong Zhi or the big brother of the Emei Sect.

"Mr. Tieqin, why is Taichong?"

"Boy, I always use a sword against my enemies. If you feel it's unfair, go find a weapon and fight again."

With He Taichong's current level of cultivation, he could injure seven or eight vital points on the enemy's body with just a flick of his wrist and a single sword strike.

Zhang Wuji made a fist with his right hand, hesitated for a moment, then withdrew 30% of his strength, and punched the sword in He Taichong's hand.

I rarely think about what happened back then.

Zhang Wuji shook his head: "He doesn't need to care, Master He, just take action."

Although his martial arts skills are good, he can only compete with Zhuang Zheng.

He Taichong drew his sword out of its scabbard, pointed the sword's tip towards the sky, and said proudly.

"It's me."

He Taichong was angry and stabbed out with his long sword.

The extremely hot true energy continuously gushes out, dispersing into the void, turning the air within a square inch into a sea of ​​magma and fire.

The sword light surged and the sword energy swirled around Zhang Wuji.

Originally, he thought about revenge all the time.

The Kunlun School's "Liangyi Sword Technique" is famous throughout the world and is regarded as the best sword technique in the world.

If we go on a killing spree, we will offend too many people.

After all, at that time, all the decent masters came to Wudang Mountain.

The next moment, the surrounding temperature rose rapidly, and the air seemed to be boiled, with distortions visible to the naked eye.

This is a difference in air temperature, which causes serious unevenness in air density, resulting in refraction.

The long sword exploded and turned into countless broken iron pieces, scattering in all directions.

The majestic Nine Yang Qi swept forward like a hot tornado.

With a soft "bang" sound, He Taichong's clothes, eyebrows, beard and even hair burned together, turning him into a huge torch.

He Taichong screamed strangely, threw himself on the ground, and rolled seven or eight times in a row before the fire hit his face.

"..."

The whole place was silent!

No matter the members of the Ming Cult or the disciples of the six sects, they all lowered their heads and looked at the embarrassed He Taichong, unable to say a word.

Although there are martial arts in the martial arts such as Ice Palm and Fire Palm.

I heard that the flaming knife, the secret skill of the Zhen sect of the Nyingma sect, can also chop out billowing flames and kill people like chopping vegetables.

But this magical skill is too far away from ordinary people in the world.

I saw someone beating the head of Kunlun into a torch in front of everyone...

Still extremely shocking!

Thinking about the significance of this battle again, the faces of the masters from the six sects, Mr. Su, became ugly.

"Master He, are you still fighting?"

Zhang Wuji stood with his hands behind his hands. When he saw He Taichong standing up, he smiled and asked.

"...I, I lost."

He Taichong took a deep breath, feeling like needles pricking his chest, and he was feeling congested.

Although He Taichong had some factors of underestimating the enemy.

But he felt that if he didn't underestimate the enemy, he wouldn't be able to take three moves.

The difference in strength has reached this point, how can you give me a slap in the face?

No, if the beating continues, you might really get burned until your butt is exposed!

In He Taichong's heart, there was nothing but regret.

You Mingjiao has such a master, please tell me earlier!

We won’t come!

"Is this young man so fierce?"

Huang Rong asked Lin Xuan in a low voice: "How does this person compare to Lin Lingsu?"

"Lin Lingsu must be much stronger than him. Why can you ask such a question..."

Lin Xuan sent a message: "Don't worry, it's still within expectations at the moment."

Although Zhang Wuji in the original work is not as good as Lao Zhang, and it is difficult to compare with the girl in yellow shirt, he is definitely out of date for others.

It is estimated that like Dongfang Invincible in the previous world, it will be transformed into a movie version of the character and the BOSS will be strengthened.

However, if it’s just the movie version…

It seems that the problem is not too big.

It’s not the god-demon version of the Nine Yang Divine Art in the old Dragon Tiger Gate that can destroy the entire universe and restart it...

Well, if that thing is introduced, the entire world view will have to be rewritten, and it will definitely not be like this.

"I dare to ask the masters of Shaolin and Emei sects for advice."

Seeing He Taichong leaving the scene in embarrassment, Zhang Wuji smiled slightly and said calmly.

He only used one punch to hit He Taichong, which was not wasted at all.

"Amitabha! This mysterious young man's martial arts skills are unfathomable. Is Master Lin confident?"

Kong Zhi was silent for a moment, sighed, and looked at Lin Xuan.

He has been famous in the world for decades, and his martial arts skills are naturally not weak.

However, Kong Zhi estimated that he was just in the same league as Yin Tianzheng and Yang Xiao.

Seeing Zhang Wuji's overbearing and outrageous internal strength cultivation, I also thought of the Shaolin internal strength that I had worked hard to practice for fifty or sixty years...

Kong Zhi couldn't help but feel a sense of powerlessness.

Although I didn't see Zhang Sanfeng being so powerless, he was still quite powerless.

"This young master is about the same age as me, and we both have Buddhist magical powers. We should learn from each other." Lin Xuan nodded, stood up with a smile.

"Master Zhang?"

Kong Zhi was startled and looked at Zhang Wuji.

"..."

Zhang Wuji was obviously stunned for a moment, and he quickly hugged Lin Xuan with a pleading look in his eyes.

Yin Tianzheng raised his eyebrows and hesitated to speak, seeming a little embarrassed.

"I see……"

Lin Xuan observed the words and expressions, and thought slightly: "I just thought of an old friend, so I blurted it out, master, don't be surprised."

It seems that this Zhang Wuji wants to make progress...

He also secretly approached Yin Tianzheng beforehand, planning to make a great contribution and become the leader of the Ming Cult.

Judging from Yang Xiao's performance just now, he must be an insider.

However, it seems that this Wuji has no murderous intentions.

It is estimated that even if this guy wins in the end, he will still be released, it is just a huge favor on the surface.

It is indeed like the acting style of the movie version. He is a bit sinister and quite ambitious, but his behavior is also quite immature.

Speaking of which, it was not easy for Zhang Wuji.

Even if his martial arts skills are the best in the world, there is still Zhang Sanfeng weighing him down.

It doesn't matter if you are a decent person, but if you really want to be a big devil...

It's also quite difficult.

"...Then please be more careful, Master Lin."

Kong Zhi didn't know what to say, so he had to use a panacea sentence.

"Thank you, Master."

Lin Xuan flicked his sleeves and said, "If I'm defeated, the master will take action."

Shaolin in this plane seems to have a good relationship with Emei.

We are all comrades now, there is no need to go out of our way to slap others in the face.

It's not a bad idea to keep Kong Zhi, because if he and Zhang Wuji both lose, he can still fight Yin Tianzheng.

"Master Lin, you're welcome."

Kong Zhi felt that it was a great honor and was very moved in his heart. He nodded repeatedly.

"Master Lin, please."

Seeing that Lin Xuan did not reveal his identity, Zhang Wuji was also very grateful and showed a humble smile.

"Master, please."

Lin Xuan swung his palms diagonally upwards, closed them upwards and attacked downwards, turning his palms into the meaning of "may jump into the abyss".

Jumping in the sky, the good wind helps; sinking in the abyss, it is my heart!

Since Zhang Wuji didn't want to reveal his identity, there was no need to reveal it.

Let's just fight based on our abilities.

"Good palm skills!"

Zhang Wuji's eyes showed surprise, and he activated the Nine Yang Divine Art with all his strength and punched out.

The tidal force of the fist roared in, and the surrounding air became hot and boiling.

"The newly revised version of the Nine Yang Divine Art is a method that harmonizes yin and yang, and combines hardness and softness. It seems that this is still the setting of the old version from hardness to yang."

"In this case, high-end special effects such as dense purple gas will probably be gone."

"The attack power has been greatly enhanced, but the defense power has been weakened. It is probably similar to the Yanyang Dafa..."

"Oh, the movie version seems to have to retain the boy's body, so the price/performance ratio is a bit low..."

When Lin Xuan was locked by Zhang Wuji's fist, he felt as if he was trapped in a dry desert.

As Zhang Wuji's punches continued to advance, the heat continued to rise, as if it had turned into a huge furnace.

As Lin Xuan breathed and breathed, the true energy of the wedding dress circulated on its own, turning into a body-protecting energy that covered the body, blocking out the volcano-like burning energy.

Amidst the roar of anger, the two punched and palmed each other and collided in the air.

"Seven Injury Fist?"

Lin Xuan felt that Zhang Wuji's punch contained seven extremely domineering powers, like a rolling river, rushing towards him, and he knew it in his heart.

The Seven Injury Fist can be regarded as the watershed between the strong and the weak.

This boxing technique itself is quite powerful, and Xie Xun attaches great importance to it.

However, if a person whose internal strength has not yet reached the state of perfection uses this boxing technique, it will cause great harm to himself, others, and himself.

Parallel imports like Kongtong Wulao are such typical examples.

Only after one has reached a very advanced level of cultivation can one exert the true power of this boxing technique and prolong one's life.

"It's a pity that if it has too much strength, it will disperse easily."

Lin Xuan's palm movements were slightly reduced, reversing the two qi of yin and yang, pulling and moving.

"This……"

Seven completely different punches gathered together and formed an unmatched force that bounced from Lin Xuan's palm.

The Jiuyang Qi that Zhang Wuji had gathered was dispersed like a fly.

Zhang Wuji was shocked and doubtful, and hurriedly threw away his strength and flew back, a look of horror flashed across his face.

"Huh? This guy doesn't know how to change the world?"

"Oh, Parchment Roll and Xiao Zhao are both here with me, so it's okay."

Lin Xuan had a thought in his mind and pushed out with another palm.

Lao Jin once said that the method of moving the universe and exerting force is the gathering of the essence of all kinds of martial arts and the culmination of all martial arts.

Even if you add a patch, you won't be able to achieve too high-end martial arts...

But the Seven Injury Fist is probably not even as good as the Xuanming Divine Palm, and it is obviously not that high-end...

Lin Xuan felt that Zhang Wuji at this time would not be capable of such high-end martial arts.

It would be about the same if it were Zhang Sanfeng.

As the dragon roared, Zhang Wuji's face suddenly changed as he felt the force of the roaring palm, turned his fist into a palm, and suddenly faced it.

The palms of the two people collided continuously, violent air currents surged, and the rocks and sand on the foot of the mountain continued to explode.

The raging flames turned into countless fire rains and fell all around, burning up.

The onlookers were so frightened that they retreated.

A confrontation at this level is already comparable to a fairy tale for ordinary warriors.

Ten palms later, Zhang Wuji grunted and took three more steps back. His face suddenly turned pale, and he used his internal strength to force it down again.

In an instant, Zhang Wuji discovered the problem and combined the scattered punches of the Seven Injury Fist into one.

But although the Nine-Yang Divine Art is powerful, after all, it does not have the special effect of the Wedding Clothes Magic Art being completely consistent and not losing its power at all.

Lin Xuan still rebounded with 30% of his strength.

The two people's skills and cultivation are roughly between the same.

But taking into account this plus and one minus, Zhang Wuji suffered a slight setback with each strike, and after ten moves he suffered some minor internal injuries.

"Accepted."

Sensing that the strength of the opponent's fist had dissipated, Lin Xuan flashed and appeared in front of Zhang Wuji.

The palm roared and hit Zhang Wuji hard on the chest.

The wind of the palm reaches the body, making a sound like beating the Yellow River drum.

Obviously, the strength of the opponent's muscles and bones has been trained to an astonishing level.

In the next moment, a vast internal energy was spontaneously activated from Zhang Wuji's Tanzhong point, protecting the body and injuring the enemy.

Lin Xuan, who had been prepared for a long time, used his palm power again, drawing it back and forth.

Therefore, Zhang Wuji had to face the double attack of his Nine Yang Internal Energy and Lin Xuan's Wedding Clothes Magical Skill...

With a muffled groan, Zhang Wuji spurted blood from his mouth, his body was lifted up by the wind of his palm, flew more than ten meters away, and hit the ground heavily.

"In the next round, I wonder which master from Mingjiao will give me some advice?"

Lin Xuan was very satisfied, retracted his palm and smiled.

Not bad, after this round, I have a new understanding of the great shift of the universe.

It is indeed rewarding to compete with masters more often.

When I fought against Cheng Kun and Wei Yixiao before...

They were killed before the subtle mysteries of the Great Shift of the Universe could be stimulated.

(End of this chapter)