Zhang Sanfeng would lose to Ye Shaotian?
This idea was ridiculous!
Even the sects that had been intimidated by Ye Shaotian and fled with their tails between their legs wouldn't have such thoughts.
In the martial arts world in recent decades, there were not many who could fight Zhang Sanfeng head-on.
If he counted carefully, only the missing Ming Cult Master, Yang Dingtian, could be counted as one of them!
Ye Shaotian defeated Zhang Sanfeng?
There was indeed such a possibility, but that would have to wait for several years or even decades.
Ye Shaotian wanted to defeat Zhang Sanfeng?
It was like a joke!
That was what the Wudang Sect members thought at first.
However, as Ye Shaotian's attacks increased in frequency, Zhang Sanfeng found it harder and harder to parry, and everyone's thoughts began to change.
The wind grew stronger, and the rain grew heavier.
Dark clouds rolled in the sky, and thunder rumbled.
The weather was getting worse, but no one cared about the sky on the Golden Peak of Wudang.
Everyone's gaze was focused on the two people who were fighting.
Even if they couldn't see the details, they were unwilling to look away.
No one wanted to miss the moment that was about to be recorded in history and passed down for hundreds of generations.
Would Ye Shaotian win?
Many young disciples couldn't help but feel a sense of anticipation.
It was not that he was disrespectful to Zhang Sanfeng, nor was it that he did not support Zhang Sanfeng.
It was inevitable for a young man to have heroic feelings.
He had been a nameless woodcutter in the back mountain for ten years.
The moment he appeared, he defeated the five great sects.
In less than three days, Ye Shaotian's name would resound throughout the martial arts world, becoming a household name!
He was already a legend.
If he could add another heavy stroke to his legend-defeating the number one person in the martial arts world, Zhang Sanfeng!
What kind of scene would that be?
Just thinking about it made one's heart burn with passion. They wished they could replace Ye Shaotian and become a legend!
Even if Ye Shaotian was the one who lost in the end, he would still feel proud.
To be able to fight with Zhang Sanfeng for so long, how many people were there in the world?
If it wasn't for the terrifying pressure that enveloped the entire Wudang Golden Summit, making it impossible for anyone to speak, perhaps there would really be people who couldn't help but cheer for Ye Shaotian.
Clang! Clang!
Ye Shaotian's blade moved even faster, as if there was no gap between them.
The rain had long stopped and could not fall to the ground.
The impact of each collision would send the rain into the sky.
At this moment, a murmuring stream formed by rainwater was floating in the sky above the square.
Such a phenomenon was something he had never seen in his life!
However, just like the roaring sky, no one looked at it.
Boom!
A loud boom suddenly sounded, followed by a terrifying true energy impact.
Even though Song Yuanqiao and the others were several hundred feet away, they were still mercilessly flipped to the ground. They did not even have the ability to resist.
Fortunately, the impact did not have much lethality. Other than Zhang Wuji who was knocked out, the others were fine.
The impact swept through the entire square.
The rain was blown away, the dark clouds were scattered, and even the thunder was weakened.
A ray of sunlight shone down on Zhang Sanfeng.
He waved his sleeves lightly, as if a true immortal had descended to the mortal world.
Ye Shaotian's figure finally appeared, his hand holding the chopper trembling.
Zhang Sanfeng was shameless!
Ye Shaotian had completely adapted to his speed and launched a full-powered attack.
Zhang Sanfeng was slowly becoming more and more difficult to deal with, so he unleashed his hundred years of inner Qi and forced Ye Shaotian to retreat.
Although he was shameless, a hundred years of cultivation was a part of Zhang Sanfeng's strength.
Therefore, Ye Shaotian didn't say anything. He gripped his chopper tightly and charged forward again.
"Stop, stop!"
Zhang Sanfeng, who had been like a real immortal a moment ago, waved his hand when he saw Ye Shaotian.
His sage-like posture disappeared. Zhang Sanfeng was like an ordinary old man. He wiped his sweat with one hand and held his waist with the other. He panted and said,"I'm not fighting anymore, I'm not fighting anymore. If you continue fighting, my old bones will fall apart because of you.”
Zhang Sanfeng had a good way of maintaining his health. Even though he had lived for a hundred years, his face was still rosy and his body was still strong.
However, no matter how much he took care of himself, he was still a hundred-year-old.
Facing Ye Shaotian's storm-like attacks, he would have no problem taking ten or even a hundred hits.
However, in such a short period of time, he had taken more than a thousand hits from Ye Shaotian. Even Zhang Sanfeng was feeling a little overwhelmed.
"You can't refuse to be old. Child, you've won this battle!”
Zhang Sanfeng smiled gently as he looked at Ye Shaotian, whose chest was heaving up and down, and his breathing was not disturbed at all.
Ye Shaotian lowered his chopper.
He could see Zhang Sanfeng's exhaustion.
The way he fought was extremely taxing on Zhang Sanfeng.
Not only physically, but also mentally.
If he wanted to block his attack, he had to focus all his attention. This was definitely a big burden for Zhang Sanfeng, who was a hundred years old.
"You didn't lose!"
Ye Shaotian shook his head.
"There's still a big gap between you and me.”
Zhang Sanfeng's true energy burst at that moment allowed him to see many things.
If Zhang Sanfeng fought him in that manner, he would definitely not be able to hold on for long.
Even if he slashed out with his saber, he could only force Zhang Sanfeng back and not defeat him!
"Child, don't belittle yourself. How long do you think I can maintain that level of zhenqi usage?”
Ye Shaotian pondered for a moment before raising a finger,""Ten breaths!"
" Alright." Zhang Sanfeng smiled and nodded." With your speed, it shouldn't be difficult for you to last ten breaths, right?"”
Ye Shaotian thought about it and nodded, but then shook his head.
In a battle, timing and geography were very important.
If he had been prepared, with Ye Shaotian's speed and his blade, he would have been able to last ten breaths.
However, if Zhang Sanfeng attacked first and took the initiative, he might not be able to last ten breaths.
"What a meticulous child!”
Zhang Sanfeng understood what Ye Shaotian meant and shook his head with a smile,""How about this, let's call it a draw. How about it?”
"Good!"
Ye Shaotian agreed to Zhang Sanfeng's suggestion. His serious expression melted like ice, and a child-like smile appeared on his face.
Ye Shaotian's advantage was his speed, long breath, and strong endurance.
The only thing he was lacking was that his zhenqi was not as strong as Zhang Sanfeng's.
Moreover, without using his saber, his attack power was somewhat weak. It was difficult to break through Zhang Sanfeng's defense. He could only suppress him, but not defeat him.
If they continued to fight, they would only repeat what had happened before.
When Zhang Sanfeng realized that he couldn't take it anymore, he would knock him back and repeat the process until one of them ran out of zhenqi.
However, the true qi of the two of them was very long and it was difficult to determine the winner in a short period of time.
A battle like this was meaningless to Ye Shaotian.
Therefore, he gladly accepted the suggestion of a draw.
Ye Shaotian and Zhang Sanfeng knew very well that the only way for them to determine the victor was a battle of life and death!
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