Wudang has been sweeping the ground for ten years, and my sword has opened the gate of heaven

Chapter 14 Wudang lost?

"Talk about Tao with martial arts!"

Ning Danchen whispered, his eyes were deep, and he said expressionlessly: "It seems that all the Taoist friends from Longhu Mountain have come all the way from thousands of miles, and they want to teach me the true martial arts of Wudang Mountain."

"Not bad!"

Zhang Haoran nodded immediately, and said solemnly: "I would also like Master Ning to complete the task, and let me, a disciple of Longhu Mountain, experience the world-famous true martial arts!"

"Dao Ling, you come out, this time you represent me, Longhu Mountain, to experience the real martial arts demeanor of Wudang Mountain!"

As soon as the voice fell, Zhang Haoran turned to look at the young Taoist beside him, and said in a deep voice.

"Yes, Great Elder!"

Hearing the words, the young Taoist took a few steps forward, bowed slightly to Ning Danchen, saluted, and said: "Junior Zhang Daoling, a true disciple of Longhu Mountain, has met Wudang Daoist Ning!"

"You are Zhang Daoling? At such an age, you have cultivated to the peak of Tongxuan. It is indeed extraordinary!"

Ning Danchen turned his eyes and landed on Zhang Daoling. After a while, he said slowly.

As the head teacher of Wudang, he is a strong man of heaven and man, so he can naturally see Zhang Daoling's martial arts realm.

Among the nearly one hundred true disciples in Wudang Mountain, only the top ten can be compared with Zhang Daoling!

At the same time, the twelve elders of Wudang Mountain and many true disciples all looked solemnly at Zhang Daoling.

"Master Ning has won the prize!"

Zhang Daoling spoke calmly, with a calm expression on his face, even in the face of Wudang's head teacher, Wangyou Tianren, he was neither humble nor overbearing, neither flattered nor humiliated, showing an excellent disposition.

Then, he turned his body slightly, looked at nearly a hundred true disciples of Wudang Mountain, and said in a loud voice: "I have heard that the true martial arts of Wudang Mountain are famous all over the world. Xiaodao is here today to learn it. I also invite fellow practitioners of Wudang Mountain to do their best. Teach me!"

"Of course, this martial arts discussion is only for learning, Xiaodao will pay attention to propriety, and will never attack too hard and accidentally injure fellow comrades."

Zhang Daoling looked indifferent, his voice was clear, but his tone was astonishingly loud!
His implication is that Wudang is so huge, there are nearly a hundred true legends, and no one is its opponent!

As soon as the words fell, Ning Danchen and other Wudang high-level officials all sank and showed anger.

Wudang Mountain, as a Taoist court through the ages, has ever been so underestimated by others?

Not to mention that the person in front of him is only a young man in his early twenties!

And Wudang Mountain's nearly hundred real rumors said that blood was surging, anger was bursting, and the eyes were sharp!
"The Daoists from Longhu Mountain speak loudly. I am a Wudang disciple, and I am not weaker than others, so why should others hold back!"

At this moment, in the area where the true disciple was located, a young man wearing a light blue Taoist robe, with a strong figure and sharp eyes, strode out. He faced Ning Danchen and the others, and said seriously: "Master, everyone! Elder, disciple Chu Feng, please fight today!"

"Okay, ready to fight!"

"Chu Feng, since my comrade from Longhu Mountain wants to learn my true martial arts from Wudang Mountain, don't let him down!"

Ning Danchen pondered for a while, then said solemnly.

"Yes, Headmaster!"

Chu Feng nodded heavily, then took a step, and together with Zhang Daoling stepped into the martial arts arena in front of the Zhenwu Hall.

This martial arts arena is extremely wide, and a huge Yin-Yang Dao diagram is carved in the center, and at this moment, Chu Feng and Zhang Daoling are standing on both sides of the Yin-Yang Dao diagram!
"Senior Brother, Senior Brother Chu Feng ranks fourth among the true disciples. It is said that he has cultivated to the peak of Tongxuan a few years ago. Can he beat that Zhang Daoling?"

On the roof of Yuxu Palace, Zhang Shanfeng asked curiously.

"I can't beat it. That Zhang Daoling has already reached the limit of Tongxuan, and has even started to refine the gods. His current realm is equivalent to a half-step master. What's more, that kid has a good talent, and he should have a lot of cards!"

Li Wuchen replied without thinking.

With his current vision, any grandmaster can see through reality at a glance, let alone a master below!

Although that Dao Ling didn't deliberately show his aura, he still couldn't escape Li Wuchen's fiery eyes! '

As for Chu Feng who played in Wudang Mountain this time, although he was good, he still had a big gap with Zhang Daoling.

Just a moment after Li Wuchen talked with Zhang Shanfeng, the two people in the martial arts arena had already fought.

I saw Chu Feng's zhenqi swelled all over his body, his black hair was dancing, and a pair of fists pulled out an extremely ancient fist frame. On top of his head, his zhenqi evolved into a huge yin and yang grinding disc, crushing towards Zhang Daoling.

Moshiquan, a prefecture-level top-grade boxing technique.

"That's right, Xiaofeng has practiced Moshiquan to a great degree without making a sound!"

The fifth elder's eyes lit up, and he smiled and praised.

This Chu Feng is his closed disciple!
And the other elders of Wudang Mountain also nodded slightly.

On the other side, Zhang Daoling was as immovable as a mountain, with a calm expression on his face. There were golden dragons and tigers entwined on his arms, reflecting each other's brilliance, and finally brushed away through the air, colliding with the Yin-Yang grinding disc!
Dragon and Tiger Poking Fist, an earth-level top-grade boxing technique!

Boom!

A huge roar suddenly sounded, and the majestic true energy surged everywhere.

But at the next moment, Chu Feng spat out a mouthful of blood, and flew out backwards!

"Xiaofeng!"

The Fifth Elder let out a low cry, his expression changed slightly, and he flew out to catch Chu Feng.

"Accepted!"

Zhang Daoling smiled lightly, as if he had done a trivial matter, he continued to look at the Wudang Mountain True Martial Disciple, and said: "Bold Daoist, please continue to teach me, fellow Wudang!"

"Teacher, Lu Yun, a true disciple of Wudang, invites you to fight!"

Just when the atmosphere was slightly depressed, a slender and handsome young Taoist priest walked out from among the true disciples, bowed to Ning Danchen, and said.

"Fight!"

Ning Danchen looked at the young man with a solemn expression, and only said two words.

As for the young man in front of him, he didn't need to say much.

Because the person in front of him is No.1 among the true disciples of Wudang!
"Lu Yun, be careful!"

Great Elder Lin Ruohai couldn't help but warn him.

"Yes, Master!"

Lu Yun bowed solemnly to Lin Ruohai again, and immediately walked into the martial arts arena.

That's right, this Lu Yun is Lin Ruohai's closed disciple.

"Senior Brother Lu Yun has appeared!"

"Senior Brother, Senior Brother Lu Yun is the number one true disciple of our Wudang Mountain. Can he beat Zhang Daoling!"

When Zhang Shanfeng saw Lu Yun appearing on the stage, he was a little excited and asked quickly.

In Wudang Mountain, whether it is Lu Yun or the missing Gu Shaobai, they are all very popular and worshiped by many disciples.

"Can't win!"

Li Wuchen said simply and directly.

In his eyes, although Lu Yun's realm is very close to Zhang Daoling's, it's still not as good!
Moreover, the gap between the two of them is not only in realm, but also in aptitude!
Li Wuchen has already seen that Zhang Daoling has the aptitude of a supreme genius, while Lu Yun is just a genius, at most comparable to him and Li Yuancheng!

The level of aptitude not only determines the realm, but also determines the combat power.

This Lu Yun is more than ten years older than Zhang Daoling, so he can barely catch up in realm, but in terms of combat power, there is a big difference.

Sure enough, the development of the matter was exactly as Li Wuchen said!
In the martial arts arena, even though Lu Yun had tried his best to use the top-notch Zhenwu Seven-cut Sword Technique to the point of mastery, and the sword energy was surging like a tide, he was still no match for Zhang Daoling, and he couldn't even threaten him.

But Zhang Daoling was much calmer, he used a palm technique this time, his palm was like a monument of heaven, majestic and fierce, every blow was powerful and heavy!

After ten moves, Lu Yun couldn't resist, just like Chu Feng, spat out a mouthful of blood, and was shot flying.

Not far away, Lin Ruohai sighed, and immediately came out to catch him.

"Acceptance!"

Zhang Daoling opened his mouth lightly, his breath was not disturbed at all, and he didn't feel tired at all. Then, he once again set his eyes on the true disciple, and said loudly: "Zhang Daoling, Longhushan, please continue to ask Wudang comrades for advice!"

This time, he yelled the words "Longhushan" very loudly, but the voice fell on the ears of everyone in Wudang Mountain, but it was extremely ear-piercing!
"Hehe, Dao Ling, you really have lived up to our Longhushan expectations!"

"It's not in vain that the head teacher gave you the last dragon and tiger golden elixir that I treasured in Longhu Mountain!"

"With your aptitude and potential, you will definitely be promoted to the realm of the supreme heaven and man in the future. At that time, the name of the ancestral family of Taoism in the world will belong to me, Longhushan!"

Zhang Haoran stared at Zhang Daoling, who was alone in the independent arena, the number one in Wudang True Tradition who couldn't lift his head.

"Teacher, Xu Qing invites you to fight!"

"Teacher, Feng Tian invites you to fight!"

"Teacher, Zhou Long invites you to fight!"

As Zhang Daoling's voice of inviting the battle echoed, several young Taoist priests suddenly walked out of the true disciple area at the same time, their faces were sad and indignant, and they whispered.

"You are not his opponents, step back!"

Ning Danchen sighed softly, looked at these disciples, and said slowly.

Then, he turned his eyes to the people in Longhushan, and said in a low voice: "Dear friends of Longhushan, this time, I have lost in Wudang!"

(End of this chapter)