The Might of Chen Changsheng's Liquor Sword Immortal Cannot Defeat the Drunken World!
As soon as Chen Changsheng said these words, all the sect leaders stared at him in astonishment.
No one had expected that a kid who looked drunk all day would actually have the guts to contradict their sect leaders.
At this moment, Guan Neng, one of the five elders of the Kongtong Sect, slapped the armrest of the throne beside him and said coldly,"
"What an arrogant brat.”
"If Zhang Sanfeng came, we would naturally give him face, but who do you think you are?”
"We're already giving you face by letting you sit here.”
"Fine, let's see what qualifications you have to represent Wudang!”
The five elders of the Kongtong Sect looked at each other and nodded.
Then, he continued.
One of the Five Elders of the Kongtong Sect, Tang Wenliang, circulated his energy and sent a portion of the Seven Injures Fist's internal energy toward Chen Changsheng.
The Seven Wounds Fist was the ultimate technique of the Kongtong Sect. There was a softness in the hardness of inner strength, and a hardness in the softness. The power of the fist was unparalleled, and it contained seven fist forces that exploded out at the same time. After the attack, the table and chairs in front of Chen Changsheng were instantly swept away.
Under the force of the fist, everything in its path scattered in all directions, unable to be stopped as it smashed toward Chen Changsheng.
Everyone outside the arena was shocked when they saw this.
In fact, even before the five elders of the Kongtong Sect were about to attack, they had already guessed that this kid was going to be unlucky.
"The Kongtong Sect's Seven Injures Fist is indeed worthy of being the sect's ultimate technique. Who in the world can withstand such power?”
"This Wudang brat is unlucky. It seems that he is still young and frivolous.”
"It would have been better if I had just retreated like a coward. If I insisted on showing off, I would definitely be seriously injured!”
In everyone's eyes, no matter how they looked at it, Chen Changsheng was a drunkard who only knew how to drink.
How could he possibly block the rumored Seven Wounds Fist? He would definitely suffer a huge loss.
The only ones who had a different opinion were Linghu Chong and his group.
This was because they had seen how the Three Heroes of the Northwest were unable to withstand a single blow in front of this young man.
Moreover, his martial arts were crippled without any defense. This was definitely not something that a person with weak martial arts could do.
This drunkard youth was far from being as simple as he had imagined.
However, now that the Sect Leader of the Kongtong Sect was personally taking action, it was uncertain whether this young man could still handle it with ease.
Linghu Chong looked at the battlefield with a burning gaze. He wanted to see how far this young man, who was about his age, could go in this situation.
After that, when one of the five elders of the Kongtong Sect used the Seven Wounds Fist, everyone held their breath.
While they were shocked by the horror of the Seven Injures Fist, they also mourned for this unlucky kid from Wudang.
In the eyes of the crowd, Chen Changsheng was still sitting on his chair, leisurely drinking wine, not paying the slightest attention to the Seven Wounds Fist that was about to strike him.
Just when everyone thought that a bloody scene was about to happen…
However, the result that everyone expected appeared.
The fist energy of the Seven Wounds Fist was incomparably fierce. After sweeping through all the tables and chairs, the image of Chen Changsheng violently vomiting blood did not appear.
On the contrary, when this fist energy struck Chen Changsheng's body, it was like a clay ox entering the sea, not reacting at all.
In addition, Chen Changsheng was still leisurely drinking, as if the breeze had just brushed past his body.
"This! How is that possible?"
When the five elders of the Kongtong Sect saw this scene, they were all extremely surprised.
When everyone in the arena saw this scene, their mouths were wide open in shock.
Could they believe what was happening in front of them?
The Kongtong Sect's Seven Wounds Fist was completely useless against this drunkard.
Everyone could not believe it.
Then, in the eyes of the crowd, Chen Changsheng calmly took a sip of wine, then casually raised his hand. But at this moment, a fierce fist energy erupted from his body. The Seven Wounds Fist energy returned the way it came.
"Boom!"
"Puff!"
In the next moment.
Suddenly, a loud sound rang out in the hall. Everyone looked over and saw the five elders of the Kongtong Sect and the others suddenly fly out and knock the table away. They all spat out a large mouthful of blood.
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The scene instantly fell silent.
Everyone looked at the scene in shock.
Who would dare to believe that the five elders of the Kongtong Sect were actually sent flying by the young man in front of them with his internal energy and true qi?
One had to know that the current realm of the five elders of the Kongtong Sect was similar to that of the Wudang Seven Heroes. They were both at the sixth or seventh stage of the Xiantian Realm.
However, with the five of them combined, even an ordinary grandmaster would not be able to match them.
How could this drunk person in front of him have such a deep inner strength?
At this moment.
Tang Wenliang, one of the five elders of the Kongtong Sect, stared at Chen Changsheng in shock.
"No, that's impossible!"
Not only Tang Wenliang.
This included the two Nun Ding Xian and Ding Yi of the Heng Mountain Sect, as well as Nun Miejue and Master Fang Zheng.
The other sect leaders of the Five Mountain Sword Sect, Yue Buqun, and the others were all extremely shocked.
If it wasn't for the fact that everything that happened before his eyes was right before his eyes.
They did not dare to believe that this was Chen Changsheng's strength!
To be able to send the five elders of the Kongtong Sect flying, he must be at least a grandmaster!
The Seven Heroes of Wudang were all extremely talented, but after so many years, they still hadn't stepped into the Grandmaster Realm.
And now.
This fledgling Chen Changsheng had also become a grandmaster?
This was simply unbelievable.
Outside the hall, the disciples of the various sects and itinerant cultivators also rubbed their eyes, afraid that they were seeing things.
Linghu Chong and his fellow disciples were also dumbfounded.
Although they had personally witnessed Chen Changsheng's strength, they had only seen him teach the Three Heroes of the Northwest a lesson.
Thus, they believed that it was already very terrifying for Chen Changsheng to reach the Xiantian level at his age.
However, they were wrong. It was very likely that the man in front of them was not only at the Connate Realm.
However, how could a grandmaster at such a young age be able to do that?
"Another extraordinary person has appeared in Wudang Sect.”
Someone sighed.
However, everyone present nodded.
No matter what, having such combat strength at this age was enough to be called a genius.
And under everyone's shocked gazes, Chen Changsheng seemed to have done something so insignificant.
He took a sip of wine with an indifferent expression, as if he was already drunk. He raised the wine gourd in his hand and said,
"The wind and clouds of the world come from my generation.”
"The emperor's plan to dominate the world can not be compared to the world's drunkenness!”
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