Zi Ran said with an envious look,"President Tian Ya, your talent is really enviable. I chose the Emei Sect and am still in the stronghold."?”
"Alright, let's not talk about this anymore. Let's get back to the main topic and talk about today's live broadcast."
Everyone must know that today is Zhang Sanfeng's 100th birthday. Zhang Cuishan has returned from overseas.
All the big sects gathered at Wudang Mountain, wanting to force Zhang Cuishan to reveal Xie Xun's whereabouts. A big battle was inevitable in Wudang Mountain today.
In the novel, Zhang Cuishan and his wife committed suicide. Would the outcome be the same in the game?”
"Zhang Cuishan, what a pity!”
"Yes, he was loyal and died just like that.”
"How could the ending be different? The game developed according to the plot of the novel, and only some settings would change.”
In the live broadcast room, the players expressed their views one after another.
"President Tian Ya, what do you think?”Zi Ran asked Zhan Tianya.
Zhan Tianya shook his head." The situation is already very obvious. As everyone knows, the martial arts world of the Central Plains mainly consists of the Northern Song Dynasty and the Southern Song Dynasty.
In the Southern Song Dynasty, there were mainly forces in the works of Condor Shooting, Heavenly Sword, and Smiling Proud.
The ones who came to Wudang this time were Southern Shaolin, Southern Beggar's Sect, Quan Zhen Sect, Emei Sect, Kongtong Sect, Huashan Sect, Kunlun Sect, Iron Palm Sect, Mount Song Sect, Hengshan Sect, Hengshan Sect, Qingcheng Sect, and Mount Tai Sect.
No matter how high Zhang Sanfeng's martial arts were, he could not stop so many sects.
In Heavenly City, a few sects had forced Wudang Sect to the brink of suffocation. Now that there were so many sects, how could Wudang Sect hold on?”
Zi Ran nodded in agreement."Yeah, there are so many sects. I wonder if Wudang can survive.
However, I do have an idea. If an expert can appear among the players, I wonder if he can save the WuTang Sect from its crisis?”
" Pfft…" When Zhan Tianya heard this, he sneered,""How is this possible? At this stage, the player with the highest achievement was Jueming, who had joined Shaolin.
This person was a monk in the real world. His Buddhist teachings were extremely high. After joining Shaolin, he became an inner sect disciple in half a year.
He had already opened up three of the twelve main meridians and became a third-rate martial artist.
With his strength, he could not even be considered cannon fodder in the current situation of the WuTang Sect.
It would be impossible for a player to save the WuTang Clan from its crisis even if it developed for another ten years!
If there is, I will eat the keyboard!”
"Oh my god, is this the legendary keyboard?”
"Let's wait for Zhan Tianya to eat the keyboard!"
"Stop dreaming. Didn't you hear him say that the most powerful player is only third-rate? How can he help Wudang?”
"Even if there are other hidden expert players, they will at most be second-rate. Even if they develop to first-rate, they won't be of any use!”
The viewers in the live broadcast room expressed their opinions one after another. They were not optimistic about the situation of the WuTang Sect this time.
"Alright, let's not talk too much. Let's directly experience the grand occasion this time!"”
As soon as Zi Ran finished speaking, the screen in the live broadcast room changed, and the scene of the WuTang Sect appeared.
There was a huge square in front of the Wudang Sect's True Martial Hall.
This square was extremely spacious and could usually accommodate tens of thousands of disciples.
At this moment, experts from various sects were gathered in the square.
Southern Beggar's Sect was led by Sect Master Hong Qigong.
The Huashan Sect was led by Sect Leader Yue Buqun.
The Southern Shaolin Temple was led by the abbot, Master Kong Wen.
Quan Zhen Sect was led by Qiu Chuji, one of the Seven Sons of Quan Zhen Sect.
The Emei Sect's leader, Abbess Miejue, was leading the team.
Kunlun Sect was led by Sect Leader He Taichong.
Three of the five elders of the Kongtong Sect had come.
Qiu Qianren, the leader of the Iron Palm Gang, was also here.
Mount Song Sect's sect master, Zuo Lengchan, brought six of the Thirteen Gangsters.
Heng Mountain Sect's Abbess Dingyi…
Liu Zhengfeng of Mount Heng Sect…
Yu Canghai of Qingcheng Sect, Taoist Master Tianmen of Mount Tai Sect…
These were all orthodox sects in the Southern Song Dynasty, and they basically had a grudge against Xie Xun.
Other than that, there were also many small sects, big and small, with no less than ten thousand people.
With a creak, the True Martial Great Hall opened, and an old Taoist priest with white hair and a youthful face walked out first.
This old Daoist was naturally the founder of Wudang Sect, Zhang Sanfeng.
Behind Zhang Sanfeng were the Wudang Seven Heroes and the others.
A few months had passed. Although Yu Daiyan's leg injury had not fully recovered, he could now walk with a walking stick.
Zhang Sanfeng stood at the entrance of the hall with a group of disciples. He cupped his hands and said to the experts of the major sects below the steps,
"Today is my 100th birthday. I have troubled the sect leaders and sect master to personally come to congratulate me.”
"Perfected Zhang is too polite!" Beggar's Sect Master Hong Qigong walked out and cupped his hands."Junior, Seventh Duke Hong, congratulates Perfected Zhang on his good fortune and longevity.
Beggar's Sect is poor and doesn't have anything good. I'm offering a 200-year-old ginseng for Perfected Zhang.”
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