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

"This...what the hell is going on here?"

The more she thought about it, the more doubts grew in Huang Rong's heart, and she couldn't help but look towards Zhang Cuishan.

"Ok?"

Suddenly being stared at by Huang Rong like this, Zhang Cuishan squinted slightly, and said suspiciously: "Miss Rong'er, you...why are you looking at me like this?"

Huang Rong froze for a moment, her lips parted slightly, as if she wanted to ask something.

But in the end, for some reason, her mouth froze again.

Seeing Huang Rong's expression, Zhang Cuishan frowned even tighter. Just when he was about to ask something more, Zhang Sanfeng suddenly looked sideways at him.

"Cuishan, how much do you think you have now that I can win Wuhua?"

Looking at it, Zhang Sanfeng suddenly asked this question.

Hearing this, Zhang Cuishan collected his mind, and responded neither humble nor overbearing: "Eight points."

"what?"

"Eight points?"

As soon as Zhang Cuishan said this, Song Yuanqiao couldn't help but startled: "Why...why is it still going up?"

Earlier, Zhang Sanfeng had asked the same question.

Zhang Cuishan replied with seven points or so.

But now when Zhang Sanfeng asked again, Zhang Cuishan actually said that he was [-]% sure, how could this not shock people?

After hearing the words, the people around were all shocked.

"Boy, you are really crazy!"

Hong Qigong looked at Zhang Cuishan and said something meaningful.

Fan Qinghui squinted his eyes, his face was pensive, and he murmured to himself: "Is this Cuishan really sure to win Wuhua? If not, he shouldn't have spoken such big words in front of so many martial artists!"

"Eight points?"

Concubine Shixuan was secretly startled, she couldn't figure it out, Zhang Cuishan just watched the battle between Wuhua and Xuan Yi, why did he become more confident in himself?

Huang Rong frowned, feeling very strange in her heart, she couldn't see through Zhang Cuishan even more.

After everyone in Shaolin heard the words, they were all very angry.

It was Zhang Cuishan's "eight points" just now, which was too arrogant, as if he didn't take Shaolin seriously at all.

If it wasn't for Zhang Sanfeng's presence, some people would have turned their backs on the spot.

Just when everyone was astonished, Xuan Yi attacked and killed Wu Hua on the ring.

"boom!"

When the person moves, the huge Vulcan phantom behind him moves with it!

Immediately afterwards, a Vulcan phantom directly pressed down on Wuhuadangkong.

Seeing this, Wuhua's face remained unchanged, and with a light wave of her hand, the long knife at her waist was unsheathed!

When the sword was drawn, the light of the sword burst out tens of meters from the left and right sides of his body, and it slashed straight towards the Vulcan phantom on that side.

"boom!"

All I could hear was an earth-shattering bang.

Then it was seen that the Vulcan phantom was shattered under Wuhua's knife!

"Boom!"

At the same time, a sword glow went straight towards Xuan Yi.

This sudden scene really made Xuan Yi unexpected.

How could he ever think that the Vulcan's Fury he had cast was so easily broken by Wu Hua?

Before Xuan Yi could react, the saber glow had already hit him.

"Pfft!"

Xuan Yi was caught off guard, spat out a mouthful of blood, and the person flew upside down towards the ring like a kite with a broken string.

Xuan Yi, defeat!

Chapter 68 Wudang Zhang Cuishan, here to ask for advice!

Seeing Xuan Yi's defeat, all the people present were shocked and stunned.

Before this, Xuan Yi and Wu Hua fought back and forth in the ring.

How come Wu Hua slashed him to the ring after performing his ultimate move?

"That knife just now, could it be Wuhua's slash against the wind?"

"should be."

"If not, it is impossible for Xuan Yi to lose just like that!"

"It's really outrageously strong. It's just that simple and one strike, and Xuan Yi was defeated."

"..."

Many people from all walks of life discussed and lamented Xuan Yi's defeat, and praised Wu Hua's strength.

Seeing Xuan Yi's defeat, the heads of Shaolin's leaders suddenly turned ugly.

Among them, Chan Master Qu E was the most prosperous, his face was gloomy like water.

They have great expectations for Xuan Yi, hoping that he can defeat Wu Hua in front of the world.

But the result was disappointing.

At this time, Wuhua was the only one standing on the four-sided ring.

He held the long knife horizontally in one hand, and held Ami in the other hand on his chest.

That demeanor, calm and composed.

After a long silence, Abbot Xuanci stood up from the stands.

"Everyone, the competition of Shaolin disciples has ended, and the leader is Wu Hua, a disciple of Bodhidharma Academy."

When he said this, Xuanci's eyes swept over the group of upright disciples, and then said:

"Next, if there are disciples from that faction who want to challenge Wuhua on stage, they can attack by themselves."

"Since Shaolin has spoken, it will not break its promise."

"Whoever can win against Wuhua, the Shaolin Cangjing Pavilion will be open to him for an hour."

After hearing what Xuan Ci said, the decent disciples immediately became agitated.

"There are many top martial arts in the Sutra Pavilion."

"If you can enter the Sutra Pavilion, let alone an hour, even a cup of tea can benefit you for a lifetime!"

……

What makes people feel strange is that although this decent disciple keeps talking about it, it has been a long time since anyone dared to go to the ring.

At this time, Zhang Sanfeng stroked his white beard, and praised: "This son's swordsmanship is profound, and he can enter the top ten in the world. If his cultivation level is one step closer, his future is limitless."

As soon as Zhang Sanfeng said these words, everyone present was shocked.

Even Zhang Sanfeng commented on Wuhua in this way, and their disciples were even more afraid to challenge Wuhua.

"I didn't expect Wuhua to be so strong, and even Master praised him so much!"

Song Yuanqiao was startled secretly, originally he was thinking of attacking.

But after hearing Zhang Sanfeng's evaluation of Wuhua, he gave up this idea again.

After all, it would be a bit embarrassing if he got into the ring but lost.

On the other side, Fan Qinghui looked at Shi Feixuan.

After concentrating on it, I saw that Concubine Shixuan was eager to try.

"You are not his opponent, so don't challenge on stage."

Suddenly, Fan Qinghui said something like this.

"what?"

Concubine Shi Xuan was surprised, with a look of astonishment on her face.

Although he was full of unwillingness, he finally nodded and gave up the idea of ​​challenging Wuhua.

Huang Rong was shocked, because Wuhua's strength was too strong.

"Zhang Shaoxia, you..."

Shocked, Huang Rong quickly turned around and looked at Zhang Cuishan.

However, after looking at it, Zhang Cuishan who was standing beside her had disappeared.

At the same time, a figure fluttered down on the ring.

Who else is it not Zhang Cuishan?

"Wudang Zhang Cuishan, here to ask for advice!"

Zhang Cuishan fell down, holding his sword and cupping his fists, and said in a voice like a bell.

Seeing this, Huang Rong's heart skipped a beat. Did he really go up to challenge Wu Hua?

"Someone is attacking!"

"It's Wudang Zhang Cuishan!"

"This Cuishan really likes to show off, but I don't know how embarrassing he will be when he loses?"

"Wuhua is so powerful, Zhang Cuishan still dares to take the stage, isn't that just asking for humiliation?"

"..."

But at this time, seeing Zhang Cuishan flying down the ring, all the people in the world were shocked.