Daming: I'm Invincible if I'm Not Careful

　　When a few people learned about Zhang Wuji's situation, they were all heartbroken, and they wished to smash Hebiweng's body into ten thousand pieces to relieve the hatred in their hearts!

　　Zhu Houzhao looked at the dejected appearance of the Wudang faction, shook his head slightly, and said lightly: "I have a method here, maybe I can give it a try."

　　Hearing Zhu Houzhao's words, Zhang Cuishan hurriedly knelt down towards Zhu Houzhao and said to Zhu Houzhao: "I beg Zhu Gongzi to save the dog, Zhang Cuishan is willing to be a cow and a horse to repay Zhu Gongzi's kindness!".

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　　Yin Susu next to Zhang Cuishan also hurriedly knelt down to Zhu Houzhao and pleaded for mercy.

　　Song Yuanqiao and Yu Lianzhou also pleaded with Zhu Houzhao and asked Zhu Houzhao to rescue Zhang Wuji.

　　Zhu Houzhao waved his hand and said lightly: "You don't have to do this, since I said it, I naturally intend to shoot, but this method may not be able to do all the work. In addition, after the treatment, Zhang Wuji's martial arts will be useless, and he needs him. Retrain."

　　Zhang Sanfeng said: "Martial arts are only secondary, Wuji is still young now, and he will practice it again in the future. He also asks Young Master Zhu to help him. Wudang must remember the kindness of Young Master Zhu."

　　Zhu Houzhao nodded slightly and said: "Zhang Zhenzhen is polite, then I will try it."

　　"Young Master Zhu, please!"

　　While Zhang Sanfeng was speaking, he handed Zhang Wuji towards Zhu Houzhao.

　　Zhu Houzhao took Zhang Wuji, put his hand on Zhang Wuji's back, and immediately started the Beiming Swallowing Heaven Technique, and began to absorb the cold poison of Xuanming's palm in Zhang Wuji's body.

　　Zhu Houzhao's Beiming Swallowing Heaven Technique can devour and refine all kinds of energies, and the cold poison of Xuanming Divine Palm is no less than 800.

　　Zhu Houzhao said that the way to cure Zhang Wuji is to absorb all the cold poison in Zhang Wuji's body into his own body for refining and absorption.

　　It can not only solve the pain of Zhang Wuji's cold poison entering the body, but also make Zhu Houzhao's own strength a little stronger.

　　Of course, the main thing is to treat Zhang Wuji. After all, Hebiweng's strength is a lot worse than that of Zhu Houzhao. This bit of cold poison energy has no effect on Zhu Houzhao at all.

　　At this moment, the heroes in Zhenwu Square also seemed to have forgotten about the fight. They all focused their attention on the position of Zhu Houzhao and the others, and looked curiously at Zhu Houzhao's treatment of Zhang Wuji.

　　Zhu Houzhao ignored the people around him, but carefully controlled the operation of Beiming Swallowing Heaven.

　　The Beiming Swallowing Heaven Art was developed from the fusion of the Beiming Magical Art and the Absorbing Gong Dafa. The domineering characteristics of the two kinds of magic are all possessed.

　　However, the operation of the exercises can be selectively swallowed and absorbed according to Zhu Houzhao's will.

　　Zhu Houzhao was carefully running the exercises at this moment, just to avoid sucking Zhang Wuji's energy, he simply absorbed the cold poison from Zhang Wuji's body, and sucked the true qi from Zhang Wuji's body along the way.

　　As time passed, the blue and purple color on Zhang Wuji's face gradually faded, and the green five-finger palm print on his back also began to fade a lot.

　　On the other hand, Zhu Houzhao's hands continued to appear blue and purple, and then disappeared.

　　The four daughters of Huang Rong, seeing the changes in Zhu Houzhao's hands, couldn't help showing worry in their eyes.

　　Zhang Sanfeng and others from the Wudang faction looked at Zhu Houzhao with gratitude.

　　After a quarter of an hour, the blue and purple color on Zhang Wuji's face had faded, but his face still looked a little pale.

　　Seeing this, Zhang Cuishan and Yin Susu immediately showed joy in their eyes, but they were worried that it would affect Zhu Houzhao's treatment, so they didn't say anything.

　　Zhang Sanfeng and the rest of the Wudang faction also had a burst of joy on their faces.

　　The people of the other sects who were watching were somewhat unclear, but their eyes were constantly flickering while watching this scene.

　　After half an hour, the green five-fingered palm print on Zhang Wuji's back also disappeared, returning to his normal skin color.

　　Zhu Houzhao slowly dissolved the last tinge of blue and purple on his hands, and then he stopped exercising.

　　Zhang Sanfeng saw that Zhu Houzhao accepted the merit, and quickly reached out to take Zhang Wuji, and carefully checked for Zhang Wuji.

　　After a long while, Zhang Sanfeng withdrew his hand.

　　Seeing this, Yin Susu hurriedly asked, "Master, how is Wuji?"

　　Zhang Cuishan and the warriors of Wudang also looked at Zhang Sanfeng with concern.

　　Zhang Sanfeng said, "Most of Wuji's cold poison has been absorbed and dissolved by Young Master Zhu, and it's fine for the time being."

　　Hearing Zhang Sanfeng's words, Zhang Cuishan and his wife and Wudang warriors were instantly overjoyed.

　　Zhang Cuishan said gratefully to Zhu Houzhao, "Thank you, Young Master Zhu, for your kindness to the dog!"

　　Zhu Houzhao said lightly: "Don't be too happy, I have absorbed and dissolved most of the cold poison in his body, but because his cold poison has already invaded his heart, I was worried about hurting his heart, so I didn't have all of it. Absorb and clear it. In two or three years, there will be no problem. After three years, if it has not been completely resolved, his cold poison may increase and spread again."

　　Hearing Zhu Houzhao's words, Zhang Cuishan and his wife's expressions suddenly changed, and after a pause, Yin Susu said, "At that time, can we trouble Young Master Zhu again?"

　　Zhu Houzhao nodded and said, "For me, it's just a little effort, so naturally there's no problem. However, if Ling Lang's heart has been eroded by the cold poison for three years, then even if the cold poison in other parts of the body has been absorbed and dissolved, There are still dangers to life.”

　　"So, the most effective way is to find someone who cultivates the true qi of extreme yang within three years, and completely resolve the cold poison for him, or let him practice the martial arts of extreme yang himself."

　　Hearing this, Zhang Cuishan said quickly, "No matter what, I would like to thank Young Master Zhu. If it wasn't for Young Master Zhu, the dog wouldn't know how many days it would last."

　　Zhu Houzhao nodded slightly and said, "In the next three years, you can look for people who practice the Supreme Yang Gongfa and the Supreme Yang martial arts at the same time. I will also help you pay attention to it through the imperial court."

　　"Thank you for your kindness, Young Master Zhu!"

　　Zhang Cuishan and Yin Susu heard the words and thanked Zhu Houzhao again.

　　Zhu Houzhao waved his hand and said lightly: "It's okay, this little thing is nothing, you should deal with the trouble in front of you first."

　　Hearing Zhu Houzhao's words, everyone in Wudang, because of the joy of Zhang Wuji being rescued by Zhu Houzhao, immediately changed to worry about the next situation.

　　The masters of the Wudang faction have not yet played, only Yu Lianzhou and Daoist Chongxu are left, and their situation is still very tense.

　　As for Zhang Sanfeng, Song Yuanqiao and others automatically ignored it, because they didn't want Zhang Sanfeng to take action in person on the day of his [-]th birthday.

　　On the other side, Master Fang Zheng and the others knew about Zhang Wuji. After a while, they decided who would appear next.

　　Four wins in seven games, the previous four games, and the current situation, their side does not have an overwhelming advantage.

　　Therefore, after some deliberation, the heroes finally decided that this battle will be fought directly by Master Fang Zheng of Shaolin Temple!

　　"Amitabha, in the fifth round, a poor monk came to ask the Wudang sect for advice. I wonder which one of the Wudang sect is willing to come forward to teach me?"

　　Master Fang Zheng walked to the middle of Zhenwu Square, clasped his hands together, and said faintly. .

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　　Seeing the appearance of Master Fang Zheng, Song Yuanqiao and the others all looked solemn.

　　Master Fang Zheng can become the abbot of Shaolin Temple, not only because of the profound Buddhist teachings, but also because of the strength of his cultivation!

　　Among the four great monks, only the deceased Master Kongjian can stand shoulder to shoulder with Master Fang Zheng.

　　On the Wudang faction side, apart from Zhang Sanfeng, no one can say that they can hold a better hand than Master Fang Zheng.

　　Zhang Songxi suggested: "Now our Wudang faction has two wins and one draw, and only Second Senior Brother and Chongxu Shishu have not made a move. Although Chongxu Shishu's strength is stronger than Second Senior Brother, but the face Master Zheng also has no certainty of victory.”

　　Daoist Chongxu shook his head slightly and said, "It's more than that there is no certainty of victory. If I play against Master Fang Zheng, I'm afraid it will be a situation of losing more and winning less."

　　Zhang Songxi said: "That's why I suggest that we give up this round, and the second brother and the uncle Chongxu will each win another round, and we will win in Wudang! Even if we can only win one more round, we are still standing in the invincible position!"

　　Song Yuanqiao nodded when he heard the words: "Fourth brother is right, then who do we send to fight in this game?"

　　Zhang Songxi smiled slyly and said: "It's better to let Qing Shu play, and ask Master Fang Zheng to teach him martial arts."

　　Song Yuanqiao and the others looked at each other, and immediately said, "Just do it!"

　　After the discussion was settled, Song Qingshu was called immediately, and he gave a face.

　　Song Qingshu naturally had no objection to this. He walked to the middle of Zhenwu Square, clasped his fists towards Master Fang Zheng, and said respectfully: "Junior Wudang Song Qingshu, please advise Master Fang Zheng!"

　　"Wow!"

　　Seeing that the Wudang faction actually sent Song Qingshu to play, there was an uproar on Zhenwu Square.

　　"Well, the Wudang faction actually sent Song Qingshu, doesn't that mean giving up?"

　　"Is the Wudang faction planning to admit defeat?"

　　"I understand, the Wudang faction is Tian Ji's strategy for horse racing, fighting the weak against the strong, leaving the two masters to face the next two rounds!"

　　"In this way, even if the Wudang faction lost this match, wouldn't they win in the end? Didn't we come for nothing?"

　　"..."

　　Zhu Houzhao raised his brows slightly when he saw this scene. He didn't expect that Song Yuanqiao and the others would let Song Qingshu face Fang Zheng.

　　However, even so, it may not be easy for the Wudang faction to win this battle.

　　Thinking in his heart, Zhu Houzhao glanced at the corner of Zhenwu Square with a deep meaning.

　　In the face of everyone's discussion, the Wudang faction ignored it. Anyway, there was no rule at the beginning. The Wudang faction must send someone to play, right?

　　Master Fang Zheng frowned tightly, then slowly released it, put his hands together, looked at Song Qingshu and said, "In that case, Song Shaoxia, please make a move."

　　Song Qingshu was not polite when he heard the words, and immediately said: "Master Fang Zheng, be careful!"

　　At the same time as the voice fell, Song Qingshu held a long sword and used Wudang swordsmanship to attack Master Fang Zheng.

　　This battle is naturally no suspense, but in a moment, Song Qingshu was defeated by Master Fang Zheng.

　　So far, there have been five innings of the seven games, but the Wudang faction and the major sects have formed a draw.

　　The next two rounds became even more critical!

　　After Song Qingshu withdrew, Master Fang Zheng put his hands together and said to Song Yuanqiao: "Song Daxia, I don't know who the Wudang faction will send next."

　　There are only two rounds left now, and Master Fang Zheng is not worried. The Wudang faction continues to send three generations of disciples to go through the motions. If that is the case, they will be even happier.

　　Therefore, Master Fang Zheng has no temporary supplementary restrictions.

　　Hearing Master Fang Zheng's words, Song Yuanqiao and Zhang Songxi gathered again to discuss for a while.

　　Immediately, Song Yuanqiao clasped his fist towards Master Fang Zheng and said, "My second brother Yu Lianzhou will play in this game."

　　Song Yuanqiao and several people observed the field, and roughly judged that the remaining masters from the major sects should be Master Fang Sheng of Shaolin Temple and He Taichong and his wife of Kunlun School.

　　When Yu Lianzhou came on the field, if the opponent was Master Fang Sheng, he might still have a chance to win; if it was He Taichong and his wife, he would probably lose another game.

　　And Daoist Chongxu is better than Fang Sheng. Even if he faces He Taichong and his wife, he may not lose.

　　Leaving the Daoist Chongxu as the finale, it is to make their Wudang faction invincible!

　　When Master Fang Zheng heard the words, he did not hesitate, and said directly: "It is convenient for Kunlun to send Mr. and Mrs. Tieqin to fight."

　　Song Yuanqiao and others are studying the masters of the various schools, and Master Fang Zheng is naturally also a master of the Wudang school.