The wind and clouds on Wudang Golden Summit were always unpredictable.
A moment ago, it was clear and sunny, but the next second, it would be raining.
Boom!
A strong wind accompanied by the sound of thunder blew at Ye Shaotian, causing his clothes to flutter.
The WuTang Sect disciples held their breaths and waited for a great battle to begin.
Ye Shaotian's strength was obvious to all.
Everyone knew how strong Zhang Sanfeng was.
Regardless of the outcome of the collision between these two people, it would bring a lot of benefits to the spectators.
Of course, if one wanted to learn something from their battle, one had to be at least at the corresponding level. Anyone below the super-first-rate would be watching for nothing.
However, no one left. Instead, more and more people gathered around the square.
Soon, all the disciples of the WuTang Sect had gathered here.
"Draw your blade!"
Zhang Sanfeng said in silence, his expression solemn.
At this moment, he no longer treated Ye Shaotian as a child, but as a powerful opponent.
Kacha!
With a flash of lightning, Ye Shaotian disappeared from his spot.
Zhang Sanfeng's eyes narrowed slightly. His right hand drew a line in the air and suddenly struck out to the side.
Bang!
Powerful Genuine Qi gushed out, and visible ripples exploded in the air, creating a huge circle of power.
The raindrops in the sky did not fall, and the dark clouds in the sky rolled violently.
This attack that was like a sky-shattering cannon was actually just a casual attack from Zhang Sanfeng.
A figure appeared out of thin air with a woodcutter in his hand in front of him. His feet slid thirty feet away, leaving two deep plowing marks on the hard stone slab!
The rain poured down, but it did not wet Ye Shaotian. He was repelled three feet away by his zhenqi.
Phew!
Ye Shaotian let out a long breath and smiled.
This palm was full of power, and it had predicted his figure in advance. It was equivalent to him colliding with Zhang Sanfeng's attack.
Zhang Sanfeng was very strong. Even if he put down his sword, no one in the world was his match.
Ye Shaotian had always been clear about this.
However, after fighting with Zhang Sanfeng, he had a clearer understanding.
"Draw your blade!"
Zhang Sanfeng said again.
Ye Shaotian was fast, but not as fast as his eyes and senses.
Ye Shaotian's cultivation was extremely profound, far beyond that of a normal super powerhouse, but he was still no match for him!
By accepting the challenge, Zhang Sanfeng was helping Ye Shaotian and himself.
He wanted to experience Ye Shaotian's blade for himself!
Ye Shaotian looked at the chopper in his hand and slowly shook his head.
His blade was the Blade of Slaughter and the Blade of Slaughter.
Even if Zhang Sanfeng wanted to see it, he would not wave it at him.
"If you don't use your saber, our sparring will be meaningless. You should understand this.”
Ye Shaotian nodded seriously.
With just one exchange, he understood that with his current strength, he could not threaten Zhang Sanfeng at all. It was even difficult to get close to him.
He slowly put the chopper back to his waist.
When Song Yuanqiao and the others saw this, they heaved a long sigh of relief.
Although it was a pity that they couldn't get a good look, they didn't want the old and young to go to war.
"Then be more serious!"
Ye Shaotian's voice wasn't loud, but it stunned everyone.
Zhang Sanfeng looked at Ye Shaotian with curiosity. Other than that earth-shattering blade technique, could he have some other trump card?
Ye Shaotian took off his straw sandals and placed them neatly at the side. He then pulled up his pants, revealing the black strip inside.
Clang! Clang!
He took off the strips and threw them on the ground one by one, instantly turning them into a pile of gravel.
"Darksteel?"
Zhang Sanfeng was slightly stunned.
The strip that Ye Shaotian took out was the forged black iron.
Just a piece that was three inches or so weighed a hundred jin!
Zhang Sanfeng subconsciously looked back at Mosheng Valley.
Darksteel was a very rare material. Although its melting point was very high, as long as it was mixed into a weapon, it could cause a qualitative leap.
The Wudang Sect had dark iron, but not much.
It was obtained by Mosheng Valley by chance.
He had once said that he would use that piece of black iron to forge weapons for his senior brothers, but there had been no news.
So she gave it to Ye Shaotian!
Mo Shenggu's eyes were evasive.
Ye Shaotian had once asked him if there was anything small but heavy enough.
Mo Sheng Valley did not know what kind of mentality he had. Was he showing off to his friends?
Perhaps!
In any case, the first thing he did was to carry a large piece of dark iron to Ye Shaotian.
He even said,'With the same size, there's nothing heavier in the world!'
That time, Ye Shaotian smiled happily. It was the first time he had ever smiled like a child in front of him.
It was just like a normal child getting a favorite toy.
Looking at Ye Shaotian's beaming face, a sense of accomplishment rose in Mo Shenggu's heart.
This blockhead who had not been enlightened for ten thousand years was finally like a normal child.
But very soon…he regretted it!
Ye Shaotian fiddled with a large piece of dark iron and left.
He left.
From then on, Mo Sheng Valley never saw that piece of dark iron again.
……
Feeling the resentful gazes of his senior brothers, Mo Shenggu shrunk his neck and said with a bitter face,"That shameless brat took the black iron away. I can't possibly put down my face and chase after him for it, right?”
Then, he muttered to himself, I thought he wanted the black iron for something, but it turns out that he wants to tie it around his body to increase his weight…
Silence, deathly silence.
Mo Shenggu and his senior brothers stared at each other, seeing the shock in each other's eyes.
That piece of dark iron weighed over a hundred pounds, and Ye Shaotian had obviously mixed some other metal into it…
Everyone turned to look at Ye Shaotian. After removing the black iron blocks from his legs, he opened his clothes and took out black iron blocks from his waist. Then, he took out his arms.
Gulp!
The sound of people swallowing their saliva could be heard. Even Zhang Sanfeng, who had always been calm, looked at Ye Shaotian with a completely different expression.
With a rough calculation, the weight on Ye Shaotian's body was probably at least a thousand pounds!
What was the concept of carrying a thousand pounds?
Unless it was a warrior who specialized in Thwart Kung Fu, even a super first-class expert would not be able to carry it all the time with just his body. He had to resist the gravity with his Genuine Qi at all times.
When fighting with others, he probably wouldn't even be able to unleash 70% of his strength!
On the other hand, what about Ye Shaotian?
Not only was he able to move freely while carrying a thousand pounds of weight, but he could also burst out at a speed that even the super experts could not see clearly!
Now that the shackles were removed, how strong would he be?
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