Yan Chongtian's eyes were cold, and the corners of his mouth curled up.
His cold smile was very frightening.
It seemed to be an extremely strange thing on that stoic face. It actually gave off a feeling of being out of place.
Laughing was worse than crying!
Chen Yang was slightly shocked by the strange smile.
In fact, it was a signal that Yan Chongtian had made up his mind.
He was prepared to use Chen Yang to establish his might!
Previously, due to their relationship as fellow disciples, he did not dare to be too harsh on Chen Sanqing and Song Qingshu.
It could be said that he could not display his martial arts at all.
He had to make good use of the little monk who had fallen into his trap.
Today, he would establish his prestige on Mount Wudang!
Even though Chen Yang had revealed his powerful aura, it was nothing in Yan Chongtian's eyes.
At most, he would be listed as Chen Sanqing and Song Qingshu.
Yan Chongtian felt that it was a fool's dream to say that he could defeat him.
There were so many people in the world who could be called "martial arts geniuses".
However, how many people could really compare themselves to him?
He was in the top ten of the Azure Dragon List!
The value was self-evident!
Yan Chongtian looked proud and imposing.
"Little monk, I won't play with you anymore!”
Yan Chongtian reached out his hand and pulled out a sharp sword.
"Benefactor, feel free to attack. I will definitely do my best.”
Chen Yang's expression was calm and fearless. The kasaya on his body fluttered in the wind.
"Good, you have spirit!"
"Wudang Swordsmanship!"
Yan Chongtian suddenly stomped his feet and dashed out with his long sword at lightning speed.
Boom!
A thick sword qi instantly swept across the stage with an overbearing aura.
As expected of the number one disciple of Wudang's third generation.
It lived up to its reputation!
The entire fighting stage was filled with sword qi, like a pool of lightning, making people flinch.
The power of Yan Chongtian's sword aura was indeed terrifying.
However, Chen Yang was not someone to be trifled with.
"Ha!"
Chen Yang shouted loudly. His nine-ringed staff shook heavily and smashed onto the ground.
In an instant, a Genuine Qi shield surrounded by Buddhist light protected Chen Yang.
"Bang bang…"
Streaks of sword Qi crashed into the Buddhist light barrier like thousands of tiny lightning snakes, like moths darting into a flame.
The burning sounds continued.
No matter how powerful the sword qi was, it would instantly turn into ashes the moment it touched the shield!
Relying on a Buddhist light barrier, it actually directly blocked all the sword qi!
Chen Yang was calm and composed in the cage, his heart as calm as an ancient well.
He was completely unharmed!
There was a wave of shock and bewilderment in the audience, and everyone had a shocked expression!
Even Yan Chongtian was shocked.
In the blink of an eye, all the sword Qi had withered.
Chen Yang's Buddhist light shield also dissipated.
The two of them confronted each other again.
"What realm are you at?" Yan Chongtian asked.!”
"He's only at the middle stage of the Connate realm."
Chen Yang replied casually, his face calm and collected.
Yan Chongtian was even more shocked when he heard that.
Connate middle stage?
How was this possible?
Even a Xiantian late stage expert would not be able to withstand that sword strike!
A mere mid-stage Xiantian expert actually…
On the grandstand, the Wudang Seven Heroes and the elders were shocked when they heard Chen Yang's words.
"This little monk is only at the middle stage of the Xiantian realm? This is unbelievable!"
"The middle stage of the Upper Sky realm can actually withstand Martial Nephew Yan's Wudang sword technique. How powerful!”
"Martial Nephew Yan is at the Half-Zongshi realm, and his sword technique is at the great success realm. The power of this sword qi is no different from that of a Zongshi realm expert, but it was easily blocked. Interesting!”
"I never thought that Shaolin Temple would have such a genius. Martial Nephew Yan has met his match.”
……
Many people's eyes lit up when they saw this, and their interest was high.
Only Yu Lianzhou's expression was slightly gloomy.
He moved his lips and said coldly," The Shaolin disciples have always been known for their defense. Golden Bell Shield and Iron Shirt are the unique skills of Buddhism that have left their names in history.”
"As the disciple of Master Taixu, there's no need to talk about his defensive strength. However, in terms of offense, I'm afraid he'll be hard-pressed to meet Yan 'er.”
Yu Lianzhou's words made sense.
Buddhist disciples had always been better at defense than other martial arts disciples.
However, due to Buddhism and the good nature of people, most disciples often did not have any achievements in their attacks, so they suffered losses here.
Therefore, in Yu Lianzhou's opinion.
He was worried, but he did not think that his disciple would lose.
Even though the Wudang Swordsmanship was blocked, Yu Lianzhou did not think that Chen Yang would be able to unleash such a heroic attack.
There was no possibility of victory if he blindly defended.
The best defense was offense.
The Wudang swordsmanship was just an appetizer.
As his last disciple, Yan Chongtian naturally had more profound secret techniques.
On the tournament stage.
Yan Chongtian's face turned slightly solemn. He dared not underestimate this young monk anymore.
"Tiger Claw Terminating Hand!"
Yan Chongtian roared.
His hands formed claws, and true energy surged from them.
This was a claw technique created by his master, Yu Lianzhou, and it was extremely powerful!
His full-powered claw could even threaten a Zongshi realm expert!
Seeing this, Chen Yang shouted happily.
He no longer used the nine-ringed monk staff and charged forward with his bare fists.
"Demon Subduing Divine Fist!"
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