95. Wudang Calls the Stars (Part 1)

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There was a continuous clang, and the sky was filled with frost-like blade light, followed by a series of crisp sounds that lingered in the air.

This series of collision sounds came from twenty weapons of different origins. If it weren't for a rare big fight in the world, there would never have been such a scene of collision between so many unique weapons. The utensils are originally extraordinary, but when combined together, they are filled with cold air. Strangers should not approach them. However, the surrounding cold weather only appeared for a moment, and then it was swallowed up by the overwhelming heat. The red lotus flames wrapped around the blade, burning red instantly.

A total of twenty weapons entered the Zhurong Forge, and flames shot up into the sky with a bright red light. More than a hundred forging masters were running around and working non-stop, so as not to let these twenty strange soldiers sacrifice themselves for no reason and become the iron juice in Zhu Rong. The ferocious red flames that appeared in the huge forge that attracted the heat from the center of the earth seemed like the entrance to hell. When the scorching wind suddenly subsided, a gentle and polite voice sounded with deep inner strength.

"The weapons have been put into the furnace, and all three parties have confirmed that they are qualified to be killed.

Set off by Zhu Rong's infinite flame power, Jin Cai Tan's sincere voice also carried the awe-inspiring majesty formed by nature.

"Here we invite the three disciples of the Demon Eye Sect, Wudang Sect, and Hanshan Temple!

The stadium erupted with cheers, welcoming the upcoming battle between dragons and tigers.

Demon Eye Shura of the Demon Eye Sect lowered his body and jumped into the air. He jumped out from the pavilion where he was, and after crossing a long distance, he landed heavily on the ring as if in a demonstration. The muscular lines that are strong and soft at the same time make him look like an agile cheetah, which is full of beauty, but also makes people intuitively feel the danger of the fangs.

On the other side, Monk Mianhua in Hanshan Temple walked down the stage leisurely, his clothes fluttering. His body seemed as light as a paper kite, lifted up by a gust of wind, and he seemed to be walking with the wind without even touching the ground. Finally, with the tip of the toes slightly, the whole person flew into the air, turned around in the air and then fell naturally, with a natural and graceful posture, without a trace of smoke or fire. It seems that we are here to preach and preach, not to fight for supremacy.

Finally, in the Wudang camp, a young man raised his head and held his chest out, as if he was reluctant to leave, as if he was facing a separation between life and death. He turned around three steps and shed tears. The disciples behind him seemed to be sending him off, coaxing and pushing him, and almost kicked him in a hurry before sending him onto the ring.

That's how I got on the stage

This shouldn't be the case!

I told the boss about the matter, and she nodded thoughtfully, and asked me to disguise myself first, and she would take care of it later with Shou Lao.

In the end, no one came to save me, so I took advantage of it. Hey!!

I should have known why I was disguising myself if I wasn't involved! Boss, are your skills at coaxing me too sophisticated? !

I quietly glared at the boss, and she gave me a cute wink that she would never do normally. Well, this is it - don't lie to me for the second time in such a short period of time!! It's a bit of a bottom line and moderation. Can't do it!

Why don’t any of you stop me! ? Is it possible for this crazy idea to work!! ?

What will happen if I pretend to be Xiang and take the stage for Wudang!!!

And not only do I not buy it, but most of the viewers don’t buy it either.

I was just playing and playing, and the voices booing me were almost louder than the voices supporting the other two. This group of people had extremely high expectations for Wudang, and they seemed to think that I was the cannon fodder chosen to die. After consuming the physical strength of Demon Eye Shura and Monk Mianhua, Elder Shou finally came to an end. The final word was that this penny blueprint that could be thought of in no time at all appeared in their minds. This group of people Immediately, there was a huge amount of boos.

"Is it so insulting to send someone like you to someone who is a good person?"

"Extremely shameless. I have never seen such a shameless person in my life. After all, this person is also shameless. He actually came.

I thank you and your whole family, but I don’t want to come either!

Apart from these outsiders, the two people on the stage couldn't help but focus on me. When two pairs of eyes stared at me, I seemed to hear the sound of momentum colliding.

I can almost hear their inner thoughts.

This guy is unknown, looks like one of the weak ones (cross out), and doesn't look very strong. He must be a cannon fodder (cross out) coolie pulled out by no general in Sichuan. He stared at me more and more fiercely.

However, they did not have any scruples about me, a fake Wudang disciple, but they were thinking about how I, a troublemaker who was temporarily dragged into the battle, would have an impact on the battle situation. After all, they had experienced the battle on Longgen Island together and knew that each other's only real opponent was each other.

Demon Eye Shura sneered: "Is there no one left in Wudang? Or everyone except the veterans is dead. Why did you send such a thing?"

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Monk Mianhua didn't say a word, but compared to his usual style of persuading people to do good, silence can also tell a lot about his attitude.

At this time, I saw that their unconnected eyes were gradually filled with conviction, as if they had already decided on the way to deal with me in silence.

Demon Eye Shura nodded towards Monk Mianhua, with a dangerous smile on his lips. As a monk, Monk Mianhua closed his eyes with compassion on his face. Then he nodded =

You still agreed!!!

In order not to be influenced by me and let Elder Shou take advantage of the situation, the two of them seemed to have decided to strike first and knock me out of office.

It was at this time that Jin Caitan announced: "Start!"

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Without any preparation, Demon Eye Shura's body flew past me like a loud arrow, passing through my position with the sound of wind. My right hand, which was touching the handle of the knife, used my strength to throw it out from a blind spot that was beyond my sight - Dao Xue gathered the light of the knife.

Monk Mianhua, on the other hand, used strange footwork, put one hand on his chest, and arrived in front of me almost at the same time in a slow manner. The palm he placed in front of him seemed to be chanting the Buddha's name, but it turned into a shadow of his palm and printed it in front of me. Monk Mianhua was kind-hearted after all. He chose to strike from the front. This palm could not only control the enemy, but also prevent the Demon Eye Shura from killing him at the critical moment.

But one fact has not changed.

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These two people coincidentally occupied important positions - front and back, and used completely different methods to make important moves at the same time.

But my eyes were looking at Elder Shou who was drinking tea comfortably in the pavilion. The old man had a look of relief written all over his face. He was so relieved that he was even a little content. He was not worried at all that his side would lose.

He finally noticed my eyes, but didn't dodge them. Instead, he put down the tea cup in a leisurely manner and showed me the hand-please gesture before a duel.

Looking at his posture, I fell into speechlessness -

This is my world-famous martial arts in Wudang. What do you think?

The scene where the leader of the Wudang sect was teaching me martial arts using ugly punches as if he were playing tricks is still before me.

My attention returned to the field at this moment. The light of the sword and the shadow of the palm were already killing me at the same time, touching my clothes. Strong internal force presses on the body, causing signs of muscle indentation.

Since you want to see it, let me let you see it clearly.

The arc of the sword thrown by Demon Eye Shura finally hit the target. It hit Monk Mianhua's palm impartially. The two internal forces collided, and the real force's counterattack made their arms numb, and they each took eight steps back. Still can't figure out what happened.

Their eyes were asking the same question: Why did the person in the middle suddenly disappear?

My voice came from the two of them who were stunned.

"How about Wudang's martial arts? Please give me your advice.

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