I, the Wudang junior master, only want to cultivate immortality!

Chapter 47 The Grandmaster of Horizontal Training
Whoosh whoosh!
The sounds of breaking through the air were heard one after another, and figures leaped quickly from outside the dense forest and landed on the ground, surrounding Zhang Cuishan, Gu Changfeng and others.

boom! boom! boom!
The auras of eight powerful masters soared into the sky, and their powerful pressure spread in all directions, startling countless birds and beasts.

Zhang Cuishan and Yin Susu's hearts, which had just calmed down, became tense again.

They could clearly feel that the leader had actually reached the late Grandmaster level.

Among the other seven, there are two in the early stage of Grandmaster Realm and five in the middle stage of Grandmaster Realm!

Such a lineup is far stronger than the previous Yue Buqun and He Taichong!
Gu Changfeng was slightly surprised, but his expression did not change much. He looked around and found that the eight people had the same bright reflection on their heads, so he spoke softly.

"Eight Vajra? Are you from Shaolin?"

The eldest of the Eight Vajra touched his smooth forehead and spoke carelessly.

"That's good to know. My Shaolin is a top-notch sect in the Ming Dynasty."

"In front of me, the Eight Vajra, you have no chance of escaping at all."

"Boy, surrender now, and you'll suffer less later!"

Above the treetops in the distance.

Monk Xuan Bei, who was hiding in the dark, was stunned at first, then he reacted and started cursing.

"Damn it! How dare someone impersonate a Shaolin monk? He is really courting death!"

He knew very well that this time Master Miao Di had only sent himself and others, and there were no so-called Eight Vajras in Shaolin. He deliberately kept his head bald, obviously wanting to put the blame on Shaolin.

A young monk nearby touched Xuan Bei's arm and reminded him.

"Brother, they have eight Grandmasters, and you are the only Grandmaster in our team. We can't beat them."

Xuan Bei was suddenly speechless, his face turned blue and red, and finally he slapped the bald head of the man who had just spoken and said angrily, "You are the only one who talks too much!"

The little monk covered his bald head and dared not speak anymore, feeling full of grievance.

"Isn't it agreed that monks don't gossip? I'm just telling the truth!"

In the dense forest below.

Zhang Cuishan took a deep breath, looked at Yin Susu as if he had made some decision, then pulled Zhang Wuji to Gu Changfeng and said.

"Junior brother, the opponent is too strong to be defeated."

"We will try to delay time later. You can break out on your own first. But can you take Wuji with you?"

"Our lives don't matter, but Wuji still has a great life ahead of him."

When it comes to this.

There was a pleading look in Zhang Cuishan and Yin Susu's eyes.

Gu Changfeng was moved when he heard this, thinking how pitiful the loving hearts of parents are.

At such a critical moment, Zhang Cuishan and Yin Susu first considered the safety of their son Zhang Wuji.

He was even willing to sacrifice his own life to buy Zhang Wuji a chance of survival.

Touching Zhang Wuji's head, Gu Changfeng smiled.

"Brother, sister-in-law, don't worry."

"Now that I'm here, I will naturally bring your family of three back to Wudang safely."

"If anyone dares to stop my Wudang disciples from returning home, they must first ask the sword in my hand whether it agrees or not!"

When he said the last sentence, Gu Changfeng turned his head and looked at the Eight Vajra, his tone full of murderous intent.

"You are such a boastful kid, you haven't even grown all your hair yet."

"In that case, I'll send you to hell first!"

The eldest of the Eight Vajra sneered, and his energy suddenly burst out. He stomped the ground with his toes, and the earth exploded and the mud flew out.

The whole person disappeared from the spot in an instant. Bursts of explosions continued to be heard in the air wherever he passed, and he hit Gu Changfeng like a cannonball. The speed was so fast that he was already in front of him in the blink of an eye!
Gu Changfeng also reacted very quickly, the Yimu spiritual energy in his body surged, and he raised his hand to release hundreds of sword beams. Not only that, green light shone around him, forming an oval translucent shield that enveloped him.

Yimu Qinglong Sword and Shield!

Seeing this, the boss showed a look of disdain on his face, and plunged into the dense sword beams without caring about anything.

Ding!Ding!Ding!
Just like the sound of metal colliding, the sword light hit the boss's body and exploded continuously, but apart from cutting his clothes, it could not stop him at all!
Everyone then realized that there was not even a single scratch on his skin beneath his torn clothes, and it even looked light golden in the reflection of the sunlight.

Zhang Cuishan blurted out when he saw this.

"Master of Horizontal Training!"

The so-called horizontal training master is a martial artist at the master level who specializes in horizontal training kung fu.

This type of warrior often tempers their bodies with martial arts such as Iron Sand Palm, Iron Cloth Shirt, and Iron Head Kung Fu.

They often do not use weapons, because their bodies, which have been tempered through thousands of trials and tribulations, can even be comparable to magical weapons!
When in battle, they are like human-shaped ferocious beasts, very powerful. Shaolin Temple is the leader in this field.

To use the words of later generations, the characteristics of this type of warrior are high attack, high physical defense, and low magic resistance.

Gu Changfeng raised his eyebrows slightly, with an eager expression on his face.

"Master of horizontal training? Come to think of it, my horizontal training skills are pretty good too."

He suddenly realized that he might have overlooked something extremely important from the beginning.

That is my own physique, which is probably much stronger than I imagined!
Even Yu Daying's meridians that were badly injured could be healed by Yi Mu's spiritual energy and become stronger.

And Yi Mu spiritual energy is flowing in Gu Changfeng's Dantian meridians at all times. It can be said that his body is constantly being tempered by Yi Mu spiritual energy!
Its effect is definitely far beyond that of martial artists who practice horizontal kung fu such as Iron Shirt.

Now that I have met the master of horizontal training, it is a good opportunity for me to test the strength of my physical body.

At this time, the opponent's light golden palm had arrived in front of him and pressed heavily on the sword and shield.

"Powerful Vajra Palm!"

A dazzling golden light suddenly appeared.

Boer~
The sword and shield shook violently, then turned into specks of green light and dissipated.

Gu Changfeng's expression remained unchanged, the Yi wood spiritual energy in his body flowed through his meridians, making a sound like the rushing of a big river.

His body twisted like a rope, he exerted force from his waist and abdomen, and his right fist was covered with green light, and he swung it out fiercely.

When their fists and palms collided, both of their bodies shook.

boom! boom! boom! boom!
There was a loud noise.

The invisible air wave spread out in all directions from the center of the fight between the two men. Wherever it passed, towering trees that required several people to hug were broken into two, and huge rocks on the ground exploded directly.

Zhang Cuishan, Yin Susu and Zhang Wuji, who were closest to the fight, were blown more than ten feet away by the aftermath of the fight.

Fortunately, the three of them were behind Gu Changfeng, and with the latter's intention, the force became much gentler and did not cause any harm to the three of them.

At the center of the battlefield.

The leader of the Eight Vajra opened his eyes wide with a look of shock.

He never imagined that the thin body of the young man in front of him actually contained such powerful strength that he could compete with him, a late-stage grandmaster-level martial artist who specialized in horizontal training kung fu!
"This is what the Grandmaster of Horizontal Training is all about?"

Gu Changfeng looked relaxed, feeling a little bored. The opponent's palm didn't even make him retreat a step.

He shook his head, and a green light flashed from his fist.

The boss only felt a huge force coming from the palm of his hand again, and the whole person was blown away.

After landing on the ground, he took several steps back before finally stabilizing his body. At this moment, he felt a surge in his body and almost vomited blood. His right hand hidden in his sleeve was trembling slightly.

The other seven of the Eight Vajra were even more stunned. They could not help but rub their eyes in disbelief.

His boss's powerful Vajra Palm has been cultivated to an extremely high level and has reached the late stage of the Grandmaster realm, but he was actually knocked away by a single punch from the kid in front of him?
(End of this chapter)