The moment Abbot Kong Wen said this, the eyes of the surrounding Jianghu people lit up.
Due to various reasons, they usually did not see disciples of such large sects.
Now, he actually happened to encounter the battle between Wudang and Shaolin, the two holy lands of the martial arts world.
No matter what the reason was or the result was, it would become the topic of their discussion in the future.
Therefore, whether it was Wudang Sect or Shaolin Temple.
It would be fine if he won today.
If he lost, he would be ridiculed in the future.
After listening to Monk Kong Wen's words, Xie Junlin immediately realized the reason for Shaolin Temple's huge lineup.
He just felt embarrassed.
Yesterday, Yu Lianzhou left in a hurry and did not even greet the Shaolin Temple.
Right now, Wudang and Shaolin were competing.
Xie Junlin was the only one from Wudang who came, and he was a third-generation disciple.
This naturally made Kong Wen and the others feel a sense of contempt.
That was why she blocked Xie Junlin at the door today, wanting to use her power to suppress him.
As long as Xie Junlin was defeated by the Shaolin disciples today.
Then tomorrow, the news that Wudang's World Wayfarer had overestimated himself and failed to challenge the Shaolin disciples would spread.
……
"Heh, what do you mean by saying that the four great things are empty? Isn't it because you care about these false titles and formalities?”
Xie Junlin snorted coldly.
However, Xie Junlin felt that Kong Wen did the right thing.
Xie Junlin also did not want to treat this matter as a small matter between the two sects and resolve it in a low-key manner.
To put it bluntly, Xie Junlin had just entered the martial arts world and still needed to accumulate fame.
Qiao Feng didn't say a word.
When the news of the Wudang and Shaolin competition was made public…
Since he was still present, he had to participate as the Beggar's Sect Master.
If he spoke up for Xie Junlin now, the people in Jianghu would think that Beggar's Sect was closer to Wudang Sect.
It was still the same sentence. Although Shaolin Temple was a lot of mud in the dark, Shaolin was still the well-deserved holy land of the world's martial arts world.
To a certain extent, it was even better than Wudang.
Moreover, in the current situation, both Wudang and Shaolin were at fault.
To put it bluntly, these two martial arts holy lands had no intention of reconciling at all.
Even with the agreement between Xiao Qiushui and Yan Kuangtu, the two great grandmasters…
The resentment between Wudang and Shaolin was not resolved. Instead, it gradually deepened.
It was possible that as long as the two sides saw Xie Xun and Zhang Wuji, the conflict would erupt.
"Alright, Master Kong Wen is a straightforward person. Today, I will be the one to fight for Wudang.”
"I wonder which eminent monk from Shaolin Temple came to teach me first.”
Xie Junlin held the True Martial Sword in his hand and took a step forward, facing the monks of Shaolin Temple.
He saw Shaolin Temple's handsome man, his white robe fluttering in the wind.
Coupled with the True Martial Sword in his hand, the surrounding crowd cheered in unison.
"Hong Xiguan, a Shaolin disciple, is here to challenge you.”
As soon as Xie Junlin finished speaking, a short-haired youth walked out from behind the Shaolin Temple door.
The young man held a fine iron staff and had a delicate face.
However, judging from the aura flowing from his body, this guy was probably only one step away from becoming a first-class.
"Hong Xiguan? This guy was indeed a Shaolin disciple.”
"But since Hong Xiguan has come out, will he see Fang Shiyu next?”
Xie Junlin didn't have time to think, because Hong Xiguan was already attacking with his staff.
Whoosh.
He said he was holding a stick.
But Xie Junlin felt that Hong Xiguan was using a spear.
The long rod that weighed dozens of pounds was as light as a feather in his hand.
As he waved it casually, some shadows of the staff could be seen in the air.
He died.
The long staff stabbed straight.
A thunderclap sounded out of nowhere.
The surrounding onlookers were shocked.
It was as if the voice was above his heart.
Clang!
Facing this staff with an astonishing aura.
Xie Junlin drew his sword with his right hand.
A bright sword light flashed.
The sword light directly blocked the staff light.
Hong Xiguan's expression changed.
He practiced one of Shaolin's seventy-two ultimate techniques, the Life-Seizing Arhat Spear Technique.
In addition to his own innate divine strength.
Using a rod as a spear, few second-rate Shaolin Temple disciples could block this move.
However, the World Wayfarer of Wudang Mountain seemed to be playing it down.
Monk Kong Wen, who was standing on the steps at the entrance of Shaolin Temple, also had a change in expression.
Xie Junlin's attack just now was too simple and easy.
Just based on that sword, Xie Junlin had at least grasped a first-rate sword technique at the True Meaning level.
"Take another shot from me."
Hong Xiguan had already forgotten that he was holding a staff.
With a furious roar, his body actually burst out with blood qi.
Vaguely.
Some of the onlookers seemed to have seen the shadow of an arhat standing behind Hong Xiguan with a spear in his hand.
"Arhat Seals Life."
Hong Xiguan roared and stabbed the long staff in his hand at Xie Junlin's chest.
"It's more than fierce, but it's too slow.”
Xie Junlin felt the blood essence and shook his head.
It's not like I'm competing with you in terms of strength. I don't need to take it head-on.
Xie Junlin seemed to have casually stabbed out with his sword.
However, he managed to stab the Shenmen acupoint on Hong Xiguan's hand at an ingenious angle.
Hong Xiguan's hand hurt.
The force loosened.
The long staff was thrown out and fell to the ground with a muffled sound.
When Hong Xiguan came back to his senses.
The True Martial Sword in Xie Junlin's hand was already placed across his neck.
As long as Xie Junlin's hand trembled.
He would die here today.
"Amitabha. Little benefactor Xie's Thirteen Swords of the Gate of God has already entered the Perfection Stage. I admire you for achieving such an achievement at the second-rate stage.”
"Our Shaolin Temple lost the first battle.”
Kong Wen closed his eyes. This failure came too quickly.
He did not expect that Xie Junlin did not grasp a first-rate sword technique at the True Meaning level, but at the Perfection realm.
Hong Xiguan's Arhat Life-Reaping Spear was only at the great success realm, so he had lost without any regrets.
Kong Wen was right.
Xie Junlin's Thirteen Swords of the Gate of God had already entered the Perfection Realm.
On the way to Shaolin with Yu Daiyan.
The two of them did not idle either.
From time to time, he would go to the mountain bandits 'strongholds to get some help.
During the battle with the mountain bandits.
Xie Junlin's understanding of the Gate of God's Thirteen Swords had also advanced to a higher level, breaking through to the Perfection Realm.
As a result, Xie Junlin's first cultivation of the Soft Finger Sword Technique and the Thirteen Swords of the Gate of God had reached perfection.
Most of the 72 Ultimate Skills of Shaolin were first-class martial arts techniques, such as the Life-Seizing Arhat Spear Technique that Hong Xiguan had just used.
One used a first-rate martial technique at the Perfection stage, while the other used a first-rate martial technique at the Mastery stage.
From the moment Xie Junlin struck out with his sword, Kong Wen should have known the result of the match.
But now, Kong Wen was still looking worried.
The next Shaolin disciple was stronger than Hong Xiguan.
However, he still felt that he had to kneel.
"Alright, since Xiguan has been defeated, then let me, Fang Shiyu, experience your skills.”
"Let me remind you first, I'm at the first-rate realm.”
After Hong Xiguan left, another young man jumped out.
It was Fang Shiyu.
The rules of the Wudang and Shaolin duels were like this.
Each side would send one person to the arena, and that person would not be able to leave the arena until he lost.
Xie Junlin was the only one from Wudang.
Therefore, he wanted to fight three Shaolin disciples in a row.
On the field.
Xie Junlin observed Fang Shiyu.
It was just as Fang Shiyu had said.
Fang Shiyu's aura was vast and mighty. He had already opened more than 240 acupoints and broken through to the first-class realm.
Moreover, Xie Junlin inexplicably felt a familiar aura from him.
That seemed to be…the aura of the Nine Yang Skill.
Yes.
When Perfected Zhang was young, he had competed with others for the Nine Yang Divine Technique.
Perfected Zhang, Emei's grandmaster, and Shaolin's Wuse Master each received a portion.
Fang Shiyu should be cultivating Shaolin's Nine Yang Skill.
Xie Junlin's Wudang Sect's Nine Yang Skill was still stuck at the True Intent Realm.
Today, he wondered if he would have the chance to rely on the comprehension of the Shaolin Temple's Nine Yang Skill.
Raise Wudang Sect's Nine Yang Skill to Perfection.
At the thought of this possibility, Xie Junlin's eyes immediately lit up.
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