First it was Kong Xing, then Kong Zhi, then Kong Wen.
Then, it changed back and forth, the sword technique was sometimes fast and sometimes slow.
When it was urgent, it was like thunder, and when it was slow, it was like clouds.
Every sword strike seemed to be in harmony with the creation of heaven and earth. He gained a little more understanding of the cultivation techniques of the Taoist sects.
The sword Qi was like snow, and it wrapped around the Shaolin Divine Monk like a big ball of blue light.
The more Song Qingshu fought, the more carefree he became. He couldn't help but let out a long howl. The howl was agitated, and the wind rustled. It was soul-stirring.
Kong Wen secretly complained in his heart, but seeing that Shaolin was about to be defeated, he could not help but feel anxious.
After a few more moves, he felt more and more exhausted. His face gradually turned grey. He gritted his teeth and said with determination,"Junior Brothers, Red Lotus Extinction Art!”
When Kong Xing and Kong Zhi heard this, their faces turned pale.
But in the end, they all nodded and decided to deal with it this way.
For the sake of Shaolin Temple's thousand-year reputation, they had to win.
Although Song Qingshu didn't know what kind of kung fu this was, he knew that it wouldn't be easy to deal with the three old monks of Shaolin Temple when he saw how serious they were.
Just as he was about to raise all his strength, a grey shadow floated into the arena and said,""Qing Shu, stop! Don't fight anymore."
"Master Kong Wen, Shaolin and Wudang are tied…Stop!"”
Seeing Zhang Sanfeng's figure, Song Qingshu knew that the competition could not continue.
He stopped and looked at the three divine monks of Shaolin Temple.
Seeing that Song Qingshu had stopped attacking, the three monks of the Kong generation sighed and withdrew their cultivation techniques.
Kong Wen's face was pale. He put his palms together and said,"Perfected Zhang, what can I do for you?"”
Zhang Sanfeng stood up and cupped his hands." Today, the Shaolin and Wudang sects are only sparring. There's no need to fight with their lives." Qing Shu was rude just now and offended the three divine monks. Please forgive him…How about we call today's competition a draw?”
When Kong Wen heard Zhang Sanfeng's words, he calmed down and said,""Perfected Zhang is too polite. Today, I finally know that Shaolin Temple's martial arts is profound. However, there is always a sky beyond the sky. In the past, I was arrogant and ignorant.”
When the hundreds of martial artists in the arena saw the leaders of the Shaolin and Wudang sects talking to each other in public, they were all humble and polite, as if they were old friends whom they had not seen for many years.?
They were no longer as angry as they were at the beginning, and they couldn't help but be shocked by the shocking martial arts of the two sects.
Shaolin and Wudang were famous in the world. They were indeed famous.
Looking at the four people who were fighting, the three divine monks of Shaolin Temple had their robes torn and their bodies were covered in sword wounds. They were in a sorry state.
On the other hand, Song Qingshu's clothes fluttered in the wind, and he looked like an immortal.
Everyone thought to themselves, It seems like Wudang is better than Shaolin. However, that might not be the case. The Red Lotus Extinction Technique that Monk Kong Wen shouted later was probably something else. Otherwise, Zhang Sanfeng would not have personally stood up to make peace.”
However, everyone had forgotten that Song Qingshu was only a third generation disciple of Wudang Sect.
Moreover, it was one against three. With this, Song Qingshu's fame would spread throughout the entire world of martial artists.
"Congratulations to the host for completing the mission. The reward is the Heavenly Mountain Six Suns Palm!”
Soon, the technique of the Six Suns Palm of Heavenly Mountain appeared in Song Qingshu's mind.
The sun sings in the sky, the spring snow falls.
The sun passes three layers, and the setting sun melts gold.
Clouds appear in the curtain of snow, and the blue sun brings the end of the year.
The sun and the stars appear in the morning, and the dragon of poison is made in peace.
The rosy clouds appear at dawn, and the sunset is bright on the way home.
There were a total of ten moves. Unless one had a strong internal cultivation, they could not release them.
Zhang Sanfeng chuckled." Divine Monk, you're too modest. Shaolin and Wudang should be harmonious. There's no need to be so polite." Now that the Mongolians have taken over our territory, if our two factions continue to fight like this, wouldn't we fall into their trap?”
Zhang Sanfeng walked over and held Kong Wen's hands. He chuckled and said,""The Divine Monk Great Art is extremely powerful in martial arts. However, Buddhism was boundless. It emphasized on saving all living beings, being gentle and peaceful, and making it limitless.”
Kong Wen humbly accepted his advice, while Kong Zhi and the others also clasped their palms and bowed. Song Qingshu was extremely surprised to see this, but he heard Zhang Sanfeng laugh and say,"Qing Shu, you offended the divine monk just now. Hurry up and apologize to the three masters.”
Song Yuanqiao hurriedly pulled his son to Kong Wen to apologize. The three divine monks of Shaolin Temple hurriedly returned the greeting.
Kong Wen replied humbly," The Seven Heroes of Wudang are famous in the world. Young Hero Song is even more outstanding. I dare not accept such a big gift." Shaolin and Wudang were like a family. In the future, everyone would just treat each other as equals.”
This meant that today was Zhang Sanfeng's birthday, and no one could force Zhang Cuishan to reveal Xie Xun's whereabouts.
The crowd was in an uproar.
However, Zhang Sanfeng quickly left the training ground, leaving everyone confused.
"My friends, my master still has some private matters to attend to. If you are interested, why don't you stay in Wudang for a night after dinner? If you have urgent matters to attend to, you can also leave the mountain. The next time you come, Wudang Mountain will definitely welcome you.”
As the acting sect leader of Wudang Sect, Song Yuanqiao naturally had to stay here to continue entertaining the guests.
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