Chapter 229 - 229 Shaolin and Wudang
229 Shaolin and Wudang
“Sister Cai Lian, how’s the name of the heartless sword? Isn’t it very powerful?” Lia asked arrogantly.
“Your strength is not bad, but this title is lacking. People rarely called themselves heartless.” Cai Lian said, shaking her head.
Lia quickly asked why she could not be called ruthless.
Cai Lian explained the reason.
The culture of the Central Plains was extensive and profound, so it was normal for Lia to be unclear about some things. However, since the name of the heartless sword had already been announced, it could not be changed.
Otherwise, wouldn’t he be slapping her own face?
“It’s over. If I knew this would happen, I would have called it the sentimental sword!” Lia’s little face was bitter as she felt her naming sense was too embarrassing.
She should have discussed this with her Master. He Chuan reads books every day, so he must be cultured.
…
The match continued!
Wudang Clan’s Nangong Chaoliang versus Northern Spear King Sikong Changfeng!
It was another battle that was the focus of attention!
“It’s a good spear. You’re very strong!” Nangong Chaoliang praised him. It was rare for a young man like him to have such a good spear. As the representative of the Wudang Clan, he had to guide the younger generation! Only then could it show the foundation of a large sect!
“Many thanks for the senior’s praise!” Sikong Changfeng cupped his hands and said,
“But it’s a pity.” Nangong Chaoliang let out a soft sigh. He only needed to turn his hand slightly, and Sikong Changfeng, along with his spear, would be spun.
This move was already at the peak of a half-step saint cultivator!
Sikong Changfeng was incomparably shocked. He had practiced his spear arts every day in the Valley of medicine and had managed to master each of the eight spear arts, from the first to eighth and the other way around.
Sikong Changfeng’s power had significantly increased, but a single move from his opponent still suppressed him.
No!
Sikong Changfeng gritted his teeth and suddenly let go of his spear. He stepped on the spear’s shaft with one foot and jumped up, punching at Nangong Chaoliang with his fist.
“Return!” Nangong Chaoliang stretched out his hand and waved his fist, sending Sikong Changfeng flying back.
Sikong Changfeng was punched in the middle. He wiped the sweat from his forehead and panted heavily.
“As a gunman, don’t give up your gun easily unless you can get it back.” Nangong Chaoliang’s heavy fist struck out once again, hitting the long spear away. Sikong Changfeng tapped his feet and flew up, instantly catching the long spear. He then landed on the ground and slightly bent over to look at Sikong Changfeng.
“Nangong Chaoliang’s Taichi Palm has improved quite a bit.” Zhang Junbao, the leader of the Wudang Sect, praised with a smile.
Nangong Chaoliang looked at Zhang Junbao, the leader of the Wudang Clan, and said respectfully, “Master, you’re too kind. If it were you, I’m afraid my Taichi Palm would be broken with a single finger.”
“That’s too exaggerated. However, I still need to work hard!” Zhang Junbao shook his head.
The Master and disciple echoed each other’s words, and they wanted everyone to see the style of the Wudang Clan!
Nangong Chaoliang turned around and looked at Sikong Changfeng with a stern expression.
“Junior, you have one more chance. Hold your spear well this time.”
Sikong Changfeng didn’t reply. His right hand clenched his long spear, and his eyes were cold.
“He’s like a hungry wolf.” Zhang Junbao took a sip of fragrant tea.
“Rise!”
Nangong Chaoliang took two steps forward with all his strength. The muscles on his body instantly expanded, and true energy surrounded him.
It was flowing with a faint golden light.
This was the Wudang Clan’s Vajra barrier.
It was second only to the Buddhist sect’s indestructible diamond divine power, a protective barrier.
Only the sharpest spear could break the Vajra barrier!
“Take my spear!” Sikong Changfeng roared and jumped out with his spear.
“What a fast speed!” Someone in the hall exclaimed.
In the beginning, they all thought this was just a ronin who had not seen the world. But the first shot was already shocking enough, and this shot could be called amazing!
Even Nangong Chaoliang did not dare to catch it with his bare hands. The golden light on his body became even more intense!
Sikong Changfeng appeared in front of Nangong Chaoliang at lightning speed and quickly thrust his spear forward.
A “clang” sound was heard!
It was as if he had really stabbed into metal.
But other than the clanging sound!
In addition, there was a subtle sound!
Zhang Junbao, the leader of the Wudang Clan, had a smile of admiration on his face.
Nangong Chaoliang furrowed his brows.
Even Sikong Changfeng didn’t hear any weak sound.
Because it was too soft, it was like the sound of an eggshell being gently knocked.
It was just a crack after the collision.
However, what Sikong Changfeng broke was the Vajra barrier.
In the blink of an eye.
Sikong Changfeng’s entire body was sent flying once again. Nangong Chaoliang raised his hand and waved his palm, throwing the Silver Moon spear out. The spear stabbed into the marble of the arena!
Sikong Changfeng had used up all his energy. He closed his eyes helplessly and waited to land heavily on the ground and embarrass himself.
Nangong Chaoliang came to the other party’s side and reached out to support him!
“Junior is sincerely convinced!” Sikong Changfeng cupped his fists!
In this battle, the Wudang Clan won the battle and the people!
…
It might have been a coincidence, but after the Wudang Sect, it was the Shaolin Temple’s turn.
Kong Ming of the Shaolin Temple versus Liu Yiyi, the heroine of the pugilistic world!
“If Master is willing to admit defeat, then it won’t hurt our relationship!” Liu Yiyi said.
“Female benefactor, you have such a big tone!” Kong Ming jumped up and struck down with his eyebrow-raising staff!
The aura was so shocking that the calm air around them started to fluctuate.
Liu Yiyi instantly pulled out her three-foot-long Qingfeng Sword. With a flash of sword light, she had already met the long staff!
“Female benefactor is indeed good at martial arts, but you need to speak with enough respect.” Kong Ming’s tone was slightly surprised.
“You’re about the same age as me, so don’t use the tone of an elder to talk to a junior!” Liu Yiyi was obviously very angry. She turned around, and her sword intent went straight for Kong Ming.
Kong Ming held the stick in his right hand and raised his left hand slightly. He suddenly swung it at the front row.
It was the Shaolin Temple’s ultimate technique, the Buddha’s Palm!
He forcefully dispelled the sword intent.
“This works too?”
Liu Yiyi was shocked. She didn’t expect that the young-looking little monk would be so powerful!
Kongming held a long stick in front of him, holding a Buddhist ritual in his left hand, and his monk robe fluttered without wind.
“This is the absolute difference between their cultivation levels. There’s no other way.” He Chuan shook his head and said softly.
Although Liu Yiyi had been a half-step saint cultivator before, she was only a mid-stage half-step saint cultivator. She was still a step away from the peak. The little monk of the Shaolin Temple, Kongming, was young, but he was already half a step away from the pinnacle of the saint cultivator realm!
“If the female benefactor is willing to admit defeat, then the competition is over!” Kong Ming sent the message back to Liu Yiyi.
“Little Master, You must be joking!” Liu Yiyi pulled out seven sword flowers and prepared to use her trump card, the West Chu Sword Song.
It was just that she rarely used it. Her West Chu Sword Song would only be useful at important times.
This time, it would not work so well.
Suddenly, the bright space rod was swung.
Liu Yiyi, who was 30 feet away, was far enough from the eyebrow-raising staff!
However, she felt that her back had been hit hard, and fell to the ground. She wanted to get up again but felt she was suppressed by a powerful force, and he couldn’t move no matter what.
“I’ve already said there’s an absolute difference between our cultivation levels. There’s no other way.” Kong Ming said nonchalantly, as if Liu Yiyi, who was lying on the ground, had nothing to do with him.
“Detestable!” Liu Yiyi pushed her sword against the ground and tried to stand up. However, she could only kneel on one knee with all her might.
“When you travel the pugilistic world in the future, you must remember that if there is a difference in the realm, don’t take any chances and just run away quickly!” Kongming also put away his eyebrows-abrest stick in the style of the Shaolin Temple!
“Sister Cai Lian, how’s the name of the heartless sword? Isn’t it very powerful?” Lia asked arrogantly.
“Your strength is not bad, but this title is lacking. People rarely called themselves heartless.” Cai Lian said, shaking her head.
Lia quickly asked why she could not be called ruthless.
Cai Lian explained the reason.
The culture of the Central Plains was extensive and profound, so it was normal for Lia to be unclear about some things. However, since the name of the heartless sword had already been announced, it could not be changed.
Otherwise, wouldn’t he be slapping her own face?
“It’s over. If I knew this would happen, I would have called it the sentimental sword!” Lia’s little face was bitter as she felt her naming sense was too embarrassing.
She should have discussed this with her Master. He Chuan reads books every day, so he must be cultured.
…
The match continued!
Wudang Clan’s Nangong Chaoliang versus Northern Spear King Sikong Changfeng!
It was another battle that was the focus of attention!
“It’s a good spear. You’re very strong!” Nangong Chaoliang praised him. It was rare for a young man like him to have such a good spear. As the representative of the Wudang Clan, he had to guide the younger generation! Only then could it show the foundation of a large sect!
“Many thanks for the senior’s praise!” Sikong Changfeng cupped his hands and said,
“But it’s a pity.” Nangong Chaoliang let out a soft sigh. He only needed to turn his hand slightly, and Sikong Changfeng, along with his spear, would be spun.
This move was already at the peak of a half-step saint cultivator!
Sikong Changfeng was incomparably shocked. He had practiced his spear arts every day in the Valley of medicine and had managed to master each of the eight spear arts, from the first to eighth and the other way around.
Sikong Changfeng’s power had significantly increased, but a single move from his opponent still suppressed him.
No!
Sikong Changfeng gritted his teeth and suddenly let go of his spear. He stepped on the spear’s shaft with one foot and jumped up, punching at Nangong Chaoliang with his fist.
“Return!” Nangong Chaoliang stretched out his hand and waved his fist, sending Sikong Changfeng flying back.
Sikong Changfeng was punched in the middle. He wiped the sweat from his forehead and panted heavily.
“As a gunman, don’t give up your gun easily unless you can get it back.” Nangong Chaoliang’s heavy fist struck out once again, hitting the long spear away. Sikong Changfeng tapped his feet and flew up, instantly catching the long spear. He then landed on the ground and slightly bent over to look at Sikong Changfeng.
“Nangong Chaoliang’s Taichi Palm has improved quite a bit.” Zhang Junbao, the leader of the Wudang Sect, praised with a smile.
Nangong Chaoliang looked at Zhang Junbao, the leader of the Wudang Clan, and said respectfully, “Master, you’re too kind. If it were you, I’m afraid my Taichi Palm would be broken with a single finger.”
“That’s too exaggerated. However, I still need to work hard!” Zhang Junbao shook his head.
The Master and disciple echoed each other’s words, and they wanted everyone to see the style of the Wudang Clan!
Nangong Chaoliang turned around and looked at Sikong Changfeng with a stern expression.
“Junior, you have one more chance. Hold your spear well this time.”
Sikong Changfeng didn’t reply. His right hand clenched his long spear, and his eyes were cold.
“He’s like a hungry wolf.” Zhang Junbao took a sip of fragrant tea.
“Rise!”
Nangong Chaoliang took two steps forward with all his strength. The muscles on his body instantly expanded, and true energy surrounded him.
It was flowing with a faint golden light.
This was the Wudang Clan’s Vajra barrier.
It was second only to the Buddhist sect’s indestructible diamond divine power, a protective barrier.
Only the sharpest spear could break the Vajra barrier!
“Take my spear!” Sikong Changfeng roared and jumped out with his spear.
“What a fast speed!” Someone in the hall exclaimed.
In the beginning, they all thought this was just a ronin who had not seen the world. But the first shot was already shocking enough, and this shot could be called amazing!
Even Nangong Chaoliang did not dare to catch it with his bare hands. The golden light on his body became even more intense!
Sikong Changfeng appeared in front of Nangong Chaoliang at lightning speed and quickly thrust his spear forward.
A “clang” sound was heard!
It was as if he had really stabbed into metal.
But other than the clanging sound!
In addition, there was a subtle sound!
Zhang Junbao, the leader of the Wudang Clan, had a smile of admiration on his face.
Nangong Chaoliang furrowed his brows.
Even Sikong Changfeng didn’t hear any weak sound.
Because it was too soft, it was like the sound of an eggshell being gently knocked.
It was just a crack after the collision.
However, what Sikong Changfeng broke was the Vajra barrier.
In the blink of an eye.
Sikong Changfeng’s entire body was sent flying once again. Nangong Chaoliang raised his hand and waved his palm, throwing the Silver Moon spear out. The spear stabbed into the marble of the arena!
Sikong Changfeng had used up all his energy. He closed his eyes helplessly and waited to land heavily on the ground and embarrass himself.
Nangong Chaoliang came to the other party’s side and reached out to support him!
“Junior is sincerely convinced!” Sikong Changfeng cupped his fists!
In this battle, the Wudang Clan won the battle and the people!
…
It might have been a coincidence, but after the Wudang Sect, it was the Shaolin Temple’s turn.
Kong Ming of the Shaolin Temple versus Liu Yiyi, the heroine of the pugilistic world!
“If Master is willing to admit defeat, then it won’t hurt our relationship!” Liu Yiyi said.
“Female benefactor, you have such a big tone!” Kong Ming jumped up and struck down with his eyebrow-raising staff!
The aura was so shocking that the calm air around them started to fluctuate.
Liu Yiyi instantly pulled out her three-foot-long Qingfeng Sword. With a flash of sword light, she had already met the long staff!
“Female benefactor is indeed good at martial arts, but you need to speak with enough respect.” Kong Ming’s tone was slightly surprised.
“You’re about the same age as me, so don’t use the tone of an elder to talk to a junior!” Liu Yiyi was obviously very angry. She turned around, and her sword intent went straight for Kong Ming.
Kong Ming held the stick in his right hand and raised his left hand slightly. He suddenly swung it at the front row.
It was the Shaolin Temple’s ultimate technique, the Buddha’s Palm!
He forcefully dispelled the sword intent.
“This works too?”
Liu Yiyi was shocked. She didn’t expect that the young-looking little monk would be so powerful!
Kongming held a long stick in front of him, holding a Buddhist ritual in his left hand, and his monk robe fluttered without wind.
“This is the absolute difference between their cultivation levels. There’s no other way.” He Chuan shook his head and said softly.
Although Liu Yiyi had been a half-step saint cultivator before, she was only a mid-stage half-step saint cultivator. She was still a step away from the peak. The little monk of the Shaolin Temple, Kongming, was young, but he was already half a step away from the pinnacle of the saint cultivator realm!
“If the female benefactor is willing to admit defeat, then the competition is over!” Kong Ming sent the message back to Liu Yiyi.
“Little Master, You must be joking!” Liu Yiyi pulled out seven sword flowers and prepared to use her trump card, the West Chu Sword Song.
It was just that she rarely used it. Her West Chu Sword Song would only be useful at important times.
This time, it would not work so well.
Suddenly, the bright space rod was swung.
Liu Yiyi, who was 30 feet away, was far enough from the eyebrow-raising staff!
However, she felt that her back had been hit hard, and fell to the ground. She wanted to get up again but felt she was suppressed by a powerful force, and he couldn’t move no matter what.
“I’ve already said there’s an absolute difference between our cultivation levels. There’s no other way.” Kong Ming said nonchalantly, as if Liu Yiyi, who was lying on the ground, had nothing to do with him.
“Detestable!” Liu Yiyi pushed her sword against the ground and tried to stand up. However, she could only kneel on one knee with all her might.
“When you travel the pugilistic world in the future, you must remember that if there is a difference in the realm, don’t take any chances and just run away quickly!” Kongming also put away his eyebrows-abrest stick in the style of the Shaolin Temple!
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