The appearance of Chen Sanqing and Yan Chongtian made the square lively.
Both of them were famous figures in Jianghu.
Among the many disciples of Wudang Mountain, there were naturally many who had set these two as their targets.
Envy and admiration were everywhere.
Chen Yang was slightly surprised.
He had never expected it to be these two.
Of course, other than being surprised, there was nothing else.
Of course, he understood that the world of martial arts he was in was not just a single book, but a fusion of all martial arts novels.
With the appearance of these two people, Chen Yang thought that the other big shots would probably arrive soon.
As expected, at the next moment.
Seven pillars of light shot into the sky!
The aura was grand and magnificent, as if an immortal had descended to the mortal world.
The pillar of light approached from afar and landed in front of the main hall.
A few figures appeared.
The entire square was in an uproar and cheered.
They were the famous Wudang Seven Heroes!
Song Yuanqiao, Yu Lianzhou, Yu Daiyan, Zhang Songxi, Yin Liting, Mo Shenggu.
Waves of majestic aura reverberated in the square.
These people were all at the Grandmaster Realm!
It was very impressive!
His heroic spirit soared to the sky!
Any one of the Seven Heroes of Wudang was enough to intimidate the martial world.
Behind them were several Wudang elders.
Song Yuanqiao's face was radiant as he took a step forward, his face beaming with joy.
With his hands behind his back, he could see the bustling scene of the entire square at a glance.
He was extremely proud of the development of Wudang Mountain!
His loud and powerful voice echoed in the square, like an immortal singing,"
"Fellow Wudang disciples, ever since the old sect leader, Immortal Master Zhang, established the sect, Wudang Mountain has been an orthodox martial arts orthodoxy. As Wudang disciples, you should cultivate your hearts and be clear about your aspirations.”
"The disciples of Wudang Sect should be like Immortal Master Zhang. They should be based on morality, benevolence, righteousness, loyalty, and filial piety.”
"Today's disciple competition is to spread the teachings of our Wudang Sect and pass on the style of orthodox martial arts.”
"I hope that all disciples will participate enthusiastically. Those who perform well will have the chance to become senior Immortal Master's last disciple!”
"In addition, today's competition is mainly about sparring. We'll stop there. Everyone is a Wudang disciple. Don't be calculative and seek benefits. If you do anything that harms others and yourself, you'll be severely punished.”
"The winner of this year's competition will be rewarded with a Small Recovery Pill!”
"The annual disciple competition of Wudang Mountain officially begins today!”
As soon as he finished speaking.
In an instant, the entire square was in an uproar.
Small Reversion Pill!
Everyone was shocked!
This year's prize was actually the Small Reversion Pill!
This was a panacea known as the "Saint Medicine of the Wulin"!
Consuming it can instantly increase one's internal strength by ten years!
In the entire Jianghu, this item could be considered a rare immortal medicine. It was something that countless martial artists dreamed of!
On the square, almost all the disciples 'eyes were burning with passion.
If he could obtain the Minor Rejuvenation Pill, it would not be inferior to ascending to the heavens in a single step!
He could directly stand out from the crowd!
Especially for disciples at the bottleneck stage, it was a treasure that could only be encountered by chance. As long as they consumed it, they would definitely be able to steadily increase their cultivation!
He no longer had to bear any risks when breaking through to the next realm. It was like a life-saving straw.
Even Song Qingshu, who was standing in front of the hall, couldn't help but feel excited.
Although he was the son of the helmsman, Song Yuanqiao, he did not dare to make an exception for such a precious spirit pill.
If he wanted it, he could only fight for it himself.
Song Qingshu clenched his fists, his fighting spirit high.
On the other side, Yan Chongtian, who had been silent all this while, was also drooling over the Small Rejuvenation Pill with his eyes glowing.
He was only a step away from the Zongshi realm. If he could take the Small Reversion Pill, he might be able to enter the Zongshi realm!
"Benefactor Song, what are the rules of the Wudang Mountain disciple competition?”
Chen Yang asked softly.
It was not difficult to see that he was also a little tempted.
Who would complain that their martial arts skills were high?
It would naturally be good if he could obtain such a rare immortal medicine.
Song Qingshu was stunned.
Could it be that this little monk and nun also wanted to fight for this item?
Song Qingshu's heart sank.
He knew Chen Yang's strength. If this person wanted to fight for it, his chances of winning would be slim.
Of course, even if Chen Yang did not participate, it would not be that simple.
Song Qingshu glanced at Chen Sanqing and Yan Chongtian from the corner of his eye.
He couldn't help but feel a little anxious and pressured.
The two of them were very close to Zongshi realm, and one of them was already half a Zongshi!
The two of them were about to break through and probably could not resist the temptation of the Small Reversion Pill.
If both of them wanted to compete…
Song Qingshu calculated in his heart, but his expression did not show anything unusual. He explained,"The competition is actually very simple. It's a battle in the arena. Whoever can stand until the end will naturally be the winner.”
Suddenly, a black shadow rose from the ground.
Boom!
He landed heavily in the middle of the arena, and the pressure instantly spread out!
The disciples with lower realms were shaken and retreated half a step.
Everyone looked over.
Yan Chongtian!
On the arena, Yan Chongtian held his head high and puffed out his chest. He was not angry, but he looked down on all the Wudang disciples.
He said indifferently,
"I want this item!"
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