Martial Arts: I Am Zhang Cuishan, the Sword Opens the Gate of Heaven!

At this time, Wuhua, with a smile on her face, gives people a sense of being out of the world.

Coupled with his white socks and plain clothes, which are spotless, it can't help but give people a feeling of going out of the hustle and bustle.

This Wuhua is the third-ranked existence in the Tianjiao list. He is proficient in all of Shaolin's seventy-two unique skills, and his family's unique skill of facing the wind is one of the top ten sword skills in the Dao of Swords.

Chapter 63 Feixuan, you can communicate with Zhang Wuxia more in the future!

Seeing this, everyone in the field also made discussions.

"Wuhua is really too strong!"

"This hasn't been done yet, how do you know he's strong?"

"Feel it!"

"This Wuhua really deserves to be called a wonderful monk. I am a big man, and I am a little moved by it."

"..."

At the same time, many leaders in the stands are also looking forward to the next competition.

Hong Qigong swept his gaze across the four arenas, and said with a smile: "It seems that this Shaolin disciple competition will inevitably be another battle between dragons and tigers!"

Zhang Sanfeng nodded, and replied: "It is Shaolin after all, and there are many talented disciples under it."

As soon as the voice fell, Fan Qinghui who was beside him suddenly interrupted: "Master Zhang, you are not bad at Wudang."

While speaking, Fan Qinghui took a look at Zhang Cuishan and the others, and said again:

"Since Zhang Zhenren founded the sect, several apprentices have become famous one after another, and now Zhang Wuxia is a rare genius in the world."

After hearing what Fan Qinghui said, Zhang Sanfeng smiled without saying a word.

Song Yuanqiao was a little proud when he heard the words, but he returned to normal after only a moment.

At this time, Zhang Cuishan took over the words: "Sect Master Brahma is absurd, the rumors outside are somewhat exaggerated."

After hearing Zhang Cuishan's modest words, Fan Qinghui couldn't help but nodded, appreciating Zhang Cuishan even more in her heart.

"At such an age and talent, it is really rare to be able to be neither arrogant nor impetuous. Blessed be Wudang!"

While speaking, Fan Qinghui took advantage of the situation and looked at Shi Feixuan beside her.

"Feixuan, when you have free time, you can communicate with Zhang Wuxia about matters of cultivation."

"Yes!"

Concubine Shixuan nodded in response, took a look at Zhang Cuishan, nodded slightly, and then looked away.

At this time, Abbot Xuanci stood up and took a step forward, announcing: "Everyone knows the rules, let's start!"

As soon as Xuan Ci said these words, all the Shaolin disciples on the square ring became vigilant.

The atmosphere suddenly became tense.

Just as the people off the court guessed, the Shaolin disciples in the four squares of the arena targeted the four outstanding disciples one after another from the very beginning.

In terms of fighting alone, they are definitely not the opponents of these four outstanding disciples.

Now, with the competition rules for this melee, they can join hands to deal with the four outstanding disciples.

Only in this way can they have a slight chance of winning.

In an instant, on the four major arenas, four outstanding Shaolin disciples were surrounded by many Shaolin disciples.

The intention of joining forces to target is not concealed at all.

On the leftmost arena, Fazhen was surrounded by more than a dozen Shaolin disciples.

His expression was not very moved, and a golden light appeared faintly on his body surface.

On the second ring, Xuan Yi stood calmly with his usual expression.

That breezy look seemed to ignore the Shaolin disciples surrounding him at all.

In addition, Wu Yuan in the third ring is also the same.

On the last stage, Wu Hua remained motionless, with a smile on her lips.

After a little stagnation, many Shaolin disciples didn't hesitate any more, and started to besiege one after another.

On the second ring, Xuan Yi twitched slightly when he saw many disciples rushing towards him.

Then, behind him suddenly appeared an illusory flame statue.

"boom!"

Afterwards, Xuan Yi threw out a punch, and the flame statue also waved out with the punch!

In an instant, the fire was rippling, full of true energy!

"Boom! Boom boom!"

A series of deafening roars resounded.

When I looked again, all the disciples who came towards Xuan Yi were paralyzed on the ground.

"Vulcan's anger?"

In the stands, Zhang Cuishan couldn't help but lower his brows and eyes after seeing Xuan Yi's exercise, and the look of surprise in his expression flashed away.

At the same time, other people on the field were also amazed.

"This...such a magical skill, I'm afraid I can't resist it!"

Yue Buqun was secretly startled, with an unbelievable expression on his face.

Not far away, Zuo Lengchan, the head of the Songshan School, also made a solemn face, and muttered secretly: "So strong!"

"This...is this the end?"

"Is Xuan Yi too strong? What kind of martial arts did he use just now?"

"If I hadn't seen this with my own eyes, I would have doubted that those disciples were deliberately letting Xuan Yi win!"

"Shaolin disciples, you really deserve your reputation!"

The rest of the people commented in amazement, it was inconceivable that Xuan Yi won so easily.

Just when Xuan Yi won, the first ring and the third ring also moved their hands.

Compared to Xuan Yi's easy victory, Fa Zhen and Wu Yuan seemed a little more difficult.

Facing the siege of many disciples, the two were exhausted.

Fortunately, the last two used their vajra shields and vajra fingers respectively, and only then did they defeat the besieging Shaolin disciples.

In the blink of an eye, there were already three rings in the Quartet Ring to decide the winner.

The result was not what was expected.

At this time, of the four major arenas, only Wuhua, who was on the last arena, hadn't made a move yet.

Surprisingly, among the eight disciples surrounding Wuhua, none of them dared to take the lead.

And Wuhua stood motionless on the same spot, which made the two sides stand still.

Seeing this scene, everyone in the audience was puzzled.

I don't understand, why did those eight disciples dare not do anything to Wu Hua?

Chapter 64 Cuishan, what are your chances of winning against Wuhua?

In the stands, many decent sect leaders saw this, all of them frowning and wondering.

After a moment of silence, Dan Yangzi was the first to speak suspiciously: "Why didn't you make a move? The winners and losers have already been decided in other arenas."

"Could it be... the eight of them are still afraid of Wuhua?"

When Yue Buqun took the words, his brows and eyes were serious.

At this time, the Taoist of Tianmen squinted his eyes slightly, and said:

"Compared with other Shaolin disciples in the ring, these eight people are undoubtedly on a higher level."

"Three congenital late stages, five half-step congenital, if they make a move together, even if it is consumption, they can lose Wuhua, right?"

Hearing what Taoist Tianmen said, many sect leaders nodded one after another, thinking that what Taoist Tianmen said was not unreasonable.

Miejue Shitai and Zuo Lengchan fell into deep thought after hearing the words.

Just when everyone was puzzled, Master Xuannan not far away suddenly raised his head, showing a proud look.

"There are not a few geniuses in Shaolin, but only Wuhua can shock eight geniuses of the same generation with one person's power!"

After a moment of silence, Xuannan said so.

When saying this, Xuan Nan had a complacent expression on his face.

He could see that the reason why those eight people didn't dare to do anything to Wu Hua was because they were all intimidated.

As the head of the Bodhidharma Academy, what he is most proud of is Ai Tu Wu Hua.

At a young age, he is already ranked among the top three in the Tianjiao list.

Hearing what Xuannan said, many decent sect leaders came to their senses, nodded their heads lightly, and didn't interrupt.

At the same time, after hearing the words, the other leaders of Shaolin all turned ugly.

But helplessly, they had no way to refute.

Who made Wuhuaben so powerful?

On the other side, Hong Qigong looked meaningfully at Wu Hua and the others on the ring.

"These eight people are not Wuhua's opponents."

Looking at it, Hong Qigong suddenly said something like this.

Zhang Sanfeng and Fan Qinghui didn't refute what Hong Qigong said, they just smiled meaningfully.

At the same time, on the ring.

Seeing that none of the eight people around her dared to move, Wu Hua slightly raised the corner of her mouth, revealing an intriguing smile.

"Brothers, if you don't do it, Wu Huake will do it first!"

As soon as the words stopped, Wuhua's figure flashed, and the person had disappeared in place.