Didn't succeed?
Everyone's heart sank and they were slightly disappointed.
However, everyone could understand.
Ascending to the Celestial Realm was not as simple as breaking through to the Grandmaster Realm. Compared to it, it was like the difference between cloud and mud.
Wanting to break through to the Heaven Tier, it was not an exaggeration to say that it was as difficult as ascending to the heavens.
Otherwise, it would be impossible for there to be no news about the Celestial Realm in the martial arts world for decades.
For decades, no one had succeeded in breaking through.
The last one to successfully break through was still the Lord of the Heavenly Gates, Di Shi Tian.
An old monster level immortal figure.
Naturally, not everyone could compare to it.
Zhang Sanfeng's failure to break through was actually within everyone's expectations.
It was a matter with a high probability of failure and a very low probability of success.
It was just that everyone was more willing to believe Zhang Sanfeng.
Even though the chances were slim.
A second before Zhang Sanfeng said it, everyone was still full of anticipation and confidence in this ancestor.
Unfortunately…
Song Yuanqiao's eyes dimmed slightly.
Among these people, he had spent the longest time with his master and had the best relationship with him.
His heart was dead.
This was because his master had privately drank with him before entering the pass.
That night, Zhang Sanfeng secretly told Song Yuanqiao.
This might be his only chance in his life, and also his last chance to reach the Heaven Tier.
If he failed.
After that, he was old and wanted to go against the current.
It was like a fool's dream.
More importantly, if Zhang Sanfeng could not break through, he would reach the end of his life at his age.
This was the most terrifying part.
Even if Zhang Sanfeng hadn't entered the Heaven Tier, as long as he was still alive, no one in Wudang would dare to touch him.
However, if he failed to break through, he would be at the end of his life, and Wudang would be in danger.
That night, Song Yuanqiao's mood was the same as it was now. He was very down.
He asked Zhang Sanfeng a few questions.
"Master, then…is the chance this time big?”
Song Yuanqiao asked carefully.
"Not much."
Zhang Sanfeng shook his head.
"The chances aren't high. What…are the chances?”
Song Yuanqiao was still unwilling to give up and was even more anxious than Zhang Sanfeng.
"Ten percent. It's very difficult to reach the Heaven Tier.”
Zhang Sanfeng replied casually, appearing very free and easy.
After that, Zhang Sanfeng went into seclusion.
Song Yuanqiao accepted all the matters in Wudang and became the true leader.
From the perspective of outsiders, all of this made sense.
But only Song Yuanqiao knew.
It was as if his master was giving instructions for his funeral and letting him take over the responsibility as soon as possible.
Zhang Sanfeng also seemed to think that his chances were not high, but he also seemed to have seen through everything. He was extremely free and easy.
Unfortunately, there was no miracle.
The Wudang Clan's Patriarch, Zhang Sanfeng, who had unparalleled talent in martial arts, had never touched that final step.
No one spoke on the back of the mountain. It was deathly silent.
The atmosphere was extremely bad.
"Perfected Zhang, I have something to say.”
At this moment, a clear voice sounded.
"Who is it?"
Everyone looked over.
When they realized that the person who spoke was Chen Yang, they were all surprised.
Many people's eyes were filled with anger.
What was this little monk trying to do?
Are you trying to make a fool of Wudang?
Did he really think that he was invincible just because he got a ranking in the disciples 'competition?
The Jianghu was still very deep, and the road was still far!
You want to sit down and discuss the Dao with my ancestor with such a small ability?
What a disgrace!
Everyone was already in a low mood, so Chen Yang's words were very inappropriate.
His anger gradually spread.
Fortunately, Zhang Sanfeng had a good temper and a good mentality.
He looked at Chen Yang in confusion and asked,""Junior, you are?"
Why would a Shaolin Temple disciple appear here?
Song Yuanqiao panicked, deeply afraid of causing trouble. He hurriedly explained," This young master is called Fahai, and he is Master Taixu's disciple. He has become quite famous recently. First, he defeated Yun Zhonghe, the evil man of Jianghu, and was nominated for the Azure Dragon List. Then, ten days ago, he defeated Yan Chongtian in the Wudang disciples 'competition.”
"Oh?"
Zhang Sanfeng's eyes lit up, and his face was filled with surprise.
Although he was in seclusion and did not care about anything, he still knew about the famous juniors on his mountain.
Even if Yan Chongtian was facing a grandmaster, he could still fight. How could he lose?
"Greetings, Perfected Zhang!" Chen Yang clasped his hands together and said respectfully.”
After learning that this young monk had defeated Yan Chongtian, Zhang Sanfeng sized up the young monk with great interest.
"What do you have to say?" Zhang Sanfeng smiled.”
Chen Yang paused and said slowly,""Junior can help Perfected Zhang enter the Celestial Realm.”
As soon as he said that, the entire place exploded.
Everyone was dumbfounded.
Before this, everyone did not dare to curse out loud because of their ancestor, Zhang Sanfeng.
But this time, everyone could not hold it in anymore.
This little bald donkey was going too far!
"What a joke!"
"How dare a puny Xiantian realm expert speak so arrogantly?”
"Little brat, do you not recognize yourself just because you took first place in the disciple competition?”
"I say, little monk, did you secretly drink fake wine? Can't you tell the difference between the big and small kings?"
"How dare you! How dare you spout nonsense in front of the ancestor!”
……
Zhang Sanfeng was surprised.
He waved his hand, signaling everyone to calm down.
Even though he couldn't believe it like everyone else, he was still in a daze.
"Junior, what do you have in mind?" he asked gently.”
This book comes from：m.funovel.com。