Sword from Wudang, Song Qingshu
44 Divine Monk Tiaozhen

Duke Wen R

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Even though Kong Zhi had profound Buddhist knowledge, he couldn't help but be furious when a junior accused him of coveting the Dragon Slaying Saber.

Rang slammed his palm onto the photo in front of him. With a crack, the four legs of the table broke, and the wooden chips on the table flew everywhere.

The power of this palm was truly astonishing.

"Perfected Zhang's kung fu originated from Shaolin," he shouted."But as the martial arts world says, Perfected Zhang's kung fu has long surpassed his master's. We have admired him for a long time, but we don't know if this is an exaggeration. Today, in front of all the heroes in the world, we boldly ask Perfected Zhang to enlighten us.”

Zhang Sanfeng smiled and was about to reply when Song Qingshu laughed and said,""Master Kong Zhi is actually so arrogant and wants to challenge my grand master? You can't even defeat me, so what qualifications do you have to challenge my great master?”

No matter how well-mannered Kong Zhi was, he couldn't help but burn with anger when he heard this. He shouted,"Junior is rude, quickly get out of the way. Otherwise, this old monk will have to use the Vajra Demon Subduing Divine Power!”

Song Qingshu smiled." Please enlighten me, Divine Monk. Why don't you let me challenge the three great Divine Monks of Shaolin today? That way, I can fulfill my wish."”

Kong Zhi was about to make a move, but he was pulled back by Kong Wen.

Kong Wen took a deep look at Song Qingshu and pressed his palms together."Benefactor Song, you are still young. I'm afraid you can't make the decision for these things.”

"Perfected Zhang, what do you think?" he asked Zhang Sanfeng.”

Zhang Sanfeng chuckled." My bones are rotten and my spirit is weak. I'm afraid I've become rusty after not fighting for a long time. If the three divine monks are interested, it's fine to spar."”

He had already decided to take action personally to deter the villains.

Now that the three Shaolin monks were here, it was a great opportunity.

When Kong Wen heard these words, he felt a little uncertain.

"Senior Brother, Perfected Zhang is two generations above us," Kong Zhi said."We can't help but be disrespectful to him if we fight him one-on-one. Why don't the three of us go on stage together to experience it!”

"Very good, very good," cried Kong Xing.”

Kong Wen frowned and said,"Alright, Perfected Zhang, the three of us will set up a formation and wait for you to break the formation.”

The three monks looked at each other. Kong Wen nodded slightly at Zhang Sanfeng and led his two junior brothers to the martial arts field outside the Purple Cloud Palace.

The people of Divine Fist Sect, Sea Sand Sect, and the others came out.

Xue Ling, the Three Wonders of Nanhua, and dozens of other heroes stayed in the Purple Cloud Palace.

Looking at Zhang Sanfeng, who was sitting high up on the stage, they were worried and thought to themselves,"Even though Perfected Zhang is the number one in the world, he's old after all. I'm afraid he's not strong enough to fight against three people alone.”

Zhang Sanfeng smiled and floated down from the seat. He was indifferent like an immortal.

Zhang Sanfeng casually flicked his long sleeves and said with a faint smile,"I haven't fought for decades. It's good for my old bones to move a little."

With a wave of his sleeve, he didn't care about the kneeling of the seven disciples. He walked gracefully and arrived at the martial arts field in an instant.

Kong Wen, Kong Zhi, and Kong Xing also jumped onto the training field and occupied three positions, surrounding Zhang Sanfeng in the center.

Kong Zhi put his palms together and said,"Perfected Zhang, the three of us are ready. Please enlighten us."”

Zhang Sanfeng smiled casually and was about to attack when Song Qingshu suddenly flew over.

Song Qingshu grabbed Zhang Sanfeng's wide sleeve and laughed.""Grand Master, let me fight this round! I also want to test the power of the three divine monks of Shaolin Temple!”

Zhang Sanfeng frowned slightly and shouted in a low voice,"Nonsense! The three divine monks are no trifling matter. How can you, a little rascal, be a match for them when they join forces to form a formation?”

Song Qingshu shook his arm and grinned.""Is Shaolin the only powerful one? "The younger generation of Wudang Sect is not bad either. Let me test their strength first. If I can't beat them, then my grand master will make a move.”

Although his actions were like a naughty child acting coquettishly, it was obvious that he did not want Zhang Sanfeng to fight.

Kong Wen and Kong Zhi were both smart people, how could they not tell?

They were afraid that this youth would use this to set a trap, so they immediately shut up.

Today, they were afraid of this junior. He could talk about death with his mouth, making them unable to take advantage of him at all.

However, Kong Xing was a straightforward person. When he heard this, he felt indignant and said loudly,"Young Hero Song, although you can fight me to a draw, my two senior brothers and I are several times stronger than myself. Are you sure you still want to fight with us? Let Perfected Zhang do it. You're not our match.”

"Won't we know if we can win or not after a fight?" Song Qingshu laughed. Just now was just now, and now is now. How do you know that I can't defeat you three divine monks this time?”

Kong Xing nodded and said,"" That's right, that's right. This is the first time I've seen your talent. If it were you, I think it's possible…"

Kong Xing had a very high opinion of Song Qingshu, and his words caused an uproar among the crowd.

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