The result of a draw was both unexpected and reasonable.
Ye Shaotian's strength was beyond imagination, but he was still too young.
If he cultivated for a few more years and increased his strength, he might have a chance to defeat Zhang Sanfeng.
Many people felt sorry for him, but they were immediately stunned.
Who was the person who tied with Ye Shaotian?
That was Zhang Sanfeng, the number one person in the martial arts world!
How old was Ye Shaotian? Fifteen years old!
To be able to fight to a draw with Zhang Sanfeng at such a young age, this battle record was enough to look down on the world!
The muddy Wudang disciples got up and looked at Ye Shaotian with burning eyes.
Not only had they witnessed the birth of a legend, many of them had even interacted with Ye Shaotian.
She drank the water he handed her and used the firewood he chopped.
Some people even put their arms around his shoulders.
Who would have thought that the wood-chopping youth who was always smiling brightly was actually a peerless expert?
The young disciples of the WuTang Sect were unusually excited. They wanted to vent their feelings, but they could not find a good partner.
Ye Shaotian was an easy-going person and had interacted with almost all of the WuTang Sect's lower-level disciples.
There was no sense of accomplishment in showing off to his own people.
This kind of thing could only be satisfied by bragging to outsiders.
Everyone knew that it wouldn't be long before Ye Shaotian's deeds spread, and the rumors would grow stronger and stronger!
……
Ye Shaotian kept the black iron piece and said goodbye to Zhang Sanfeng.
Compared to the bustling WuTang Sect, he preferred the Sky-Reflecting Peak where he lived.
Every day, he would chop firewood to practice his saber techniques, carry water to practice his lightness skills, and sleep to increase his strength. He had his own fun.
"There's no hurry. There's something I hope you can promise me!”
Zhang Sanfeng stopped Ye Shaotian and voiced his request.
"Guest Elder?"
Ye Shaotian frowned. He didn't want to bother with such trivial matters. It would delay his cultivation.
"That's right. There are no restrictions.”
Zhang Sanfeng sighed softly." I'm getting old. I can't always shelter the Wudang Clan from the wind and rain. My disciples are disappointing. None of them can make me worry. I can only count on you!"”
Zhang Sanfeng had killed the Wudang Seven Heroes with a single strike, causing the six heroes present to feel ashamed.
The others lowered their heads in shame. Only Song Yuanqiao laughed bitterly, looking slightly aggrieved.
Although he did not inherit Zhang Sanfeng's legacy, his abilities were definitely not weak. He could be ranked among the top in the martial arts world.
Moreover, he had never made any major mistakes and had been conscientious in managing Wudang in an orderly manner.
Even if there was no credit, there was hard work.
Although the corners of his mouth were slightly bitter, Song Yuanqiao had to admit that what Zhang Sanfeng said was actually not wrong.
He couldn't be considered to be hardworking and could only be considered to be mediocre!
Compared to Ye Shaotian, there was a huge difference.
Being belittled in front of Ye Shaotian, he could only smile bitterly to himself.
"I'm sorry, Perfected One. I just want to cultivate and don't want to be disturbed by worldly matters!”
Ye Shaotian bowed and rejected Zhang Sanfeng.
"Don't be in a hurry to refuse. Let me finish.”
Zhang Sanfeng patted Ye Shaotian and said seriously,""Do you know that only by entering the world and understanding the world can one be born?”
"If you cultivate behind closed doors like this, your strength can increase, but over time, it's easy to lose yourself and become a slave to strength!”
Ye Shaotian's heart skipped a beat as he fell into deep thought.
In fact, he himself had also noticed that he had indeed been a little demonic recently.
As the time he spent cultivating alone increased, his personality seemed to have become more and more stubborn.
It was time to calm down and find his heart!
Ye Shaotian nodded at Zhang Sanfeng,"
"Alright, I promise you!"
After successfully convincing Ye Shaotian, Zhang Sanfeng laughed heartily.
However, there was a hint of regret in his expression.
He really wanted to take Ye Shaotian as his disciple, but he never thought that the little guy would grow so quickly.
At this moment, how could he still mention the matter of taking in a disciple? Zhang Sanfeng was not that shameless.
He could only use the status of a guest to pull Ye Shaotian into the WuTang Sect.
And this was when he realized that Ye Shaotian's state of mind was lacking. Otherwise, Zhang Sanfeng really didn't know how to persuade Ye Shaotian.
……
Ye Shaotian joining the WuTang Sect was a happy ending.
With such a peerless expert joining them and Zhang Sanfeng overseeing them, one could imagine the status of the WuTang Sect in the martial arts world in the future.
As a member of Wudang, the disciples were naturally ecstatic.
Song Yuanqiao was very familiar with the ways of the martial arts world, so he spread the news immediately.
This news, along with those explosive rumors, swept across the world!
The world was shaken!
The entire world was truly shaken. Not only were the martial artists shocked, but they were also discussing it crazily.
Even among the commoners, songs about Ye Shaotian began to circulate.
"An independent woodcutter who hid his blade in the wilderness for ten years. When Wudang was about to die, the blade without a grip showed its sharpness.
At the top of the Golden Summit, Duan Yitian was so powerful that no one dared to approach him. Even the True Immortals who were invited to battle were dissatisfied. He waved his saber alone and asked the heavens!”
A few simple and easy to understand lines of the ballad covered everything that Ye Shaotian knew, making it easy for people to understand his deeds.
……
The song was written down by Mo Shenggu and sent to Ye Shaotian.
Ye Shaotian smiled and didn't care.
It was just that he had a deeper understanding of how martial artists exaggerated things.?
He crushed the ballad and turned his gaze to the two youths who were seriously brandishing their sabers.
Zhang Wuji, Song Qingshu!
The two little fellows had sneaked to the Sunlight Peak at night.
Their goal was clear, they wanted Ye Shaotian to teach them martial arts!
Song Qingshu was acting on his own, while Zhang Wuji was following his mother's orders.
After all, Zhang Wuji was still young and had lived on a deserted island since he was young. He was as pure as a piece of white paper.
If Yin Susu hadn't requested it, he wouldn't have thought of learning kung fu from Ye Shaotian.
The current Zhang Wuji had no desire or reason to become stronger!
On the other hand, Song Qingshu was different.
Not only was he two years older than Zhang Wuji, but he also grew up in the Wudang Sect. At a young age, he already had the idea of competing with the heroes.
He had a strong desire to become stronger.
Yin Susu had told Zhang Wuji to become Ye Shaotian's disciple no matter what.
However, Ye Shaotian had no intention of taking him in as a disciple and rejected him directly.
It was impossible for him to take in a disciple. He did not have the leisure to be a nanny.
However, he did not chase the two away. Instead, he allowed them to cultivate with him.
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