The Wudang Junior Master

Chapter 214: Kneel down quickly and the slap won’t hit me

Tai Chi...

The world is white!

In an instant, everything around turned into white smoke, and the earth turned into white pure yang flames.

The originally colorful world is now only left with white Qi, outlining the contours of all things.

Only the old Taoist priest, shining with golden light, stood in the white world, observing the changes around him.

He raised his hand and found that the pure Yang fire was burning his golden light.

If it weren't for this layer of golden light, his body would probably be burned to dust in an instant.

"Wudang Pure Yang Gong, the true meaning of Tai Chi... can influence heaven and earth, and transform the realm into Qi. Wuling... you really surprise me."

Even though the old Taoist priest had excellent character and cultivation, he still couldn't help but burst out with a strong desire to fight at this moment.

After so many years, there finally appeared someone whose talent and strength made him look at him in the eye.

Sometimes the old Taoist priest couldn’t remember how many years had passed since he last had a serious fight with someone.

In other words, apart from those elders, has he ever really fought seriously with anyone...

It seems not, he has never had any so-called opponents.

Even when he was with Zhang Huaiyi, they were just sparring. If his master hadn't given the order, he wouldn't have chopped his fellow apprentice into charcoal.

Everyone says he is the best, but only he knows what it feels like to be at the top.

It has stood on the top of the mountain for so many years, but no one has been seen climbing it.

Now, there is finally one.

Even though this person had not yet reached the top, he finally saw one from a distance.

It’s great that I’m not alone…

The old Taoist priest slowly closed his eyes, and when he opened them again, golden light on his body surged, and he turned into a golden shadow wearing armor behind him.

The shadow was outlined in golden light. He was wearing armor with mountain patterns, a Pixiu shoulder robe, a helmet on his head, and divine armor on his face. Only a pair of golden eyes were exposed, and he looked intimidating.

Zhang Wuling's eyes gradually widened, and he exclaimed, "General Lingguan?! Old Heavenly Master, are you serious?"

No, didn’t we agree to have a competition to practice? Why did he resort to such advanced methods?

"Boy..."

The old Taoist priest walked slowly, his feet on the pure yang fire, with the spiritual officials protecting him from behind. His eyes flashed with golden lightning, and he looked like a real god who had descended to earth.

"Didn't you say you wanted to be the best? Come, today I'll show you what it's like to be at the top of a mountain, below the immortals."

I have seen...

The corners of Zhang Wuling's mouth twitched. For some reason, he had a very bad feeling.

Zhang Zhiwei, there is no need to say much about what this person represents in the world of extraordinary people.

If there are no gods in the world of aliens, then he is the immortal among humans, the god in the mortal world.

If there are immortals in the world of aliens, then he is the one who is invincible below the immortals and can be exchanged for anyone above them.

Although this may sound a bit exaggerated, this is the status quo of Zhang Zhiwei as the ceiling, and it is also a symbol of strength.

In the past, Zhang Wuling had always wondered what Zhang Zhiwei’s true strength was as the Heavenly Master of the Heavenly Master Mansion and the leader of Zhengyi.

I finally got to see the competition today, and it was indeed quite scary.

"Boy, are you scared?" the old Taoist asked jokingly.

Zhang Wuling came back to his senses and suddenly laughed out loud: "I really want to meet him today to see how far I am from the summit!"

call! boom!

Zhang Wuling was arrogant, and the true meaning of Tai Chi was manifested around his body, like clouds and fog, looking extremely mysterious.

"Come!"

Danjian·Immortal Pointing the Way!

Zhang Wuling leaped up, pointed his sword, and the sword emitted a divine light, transforming into the afterimage of an immortal, and stabbed out with the sword.

The sharp sword intent spans the sky, giving people a feeling of invincibility.

The old Taoist priest made hand gestures with one hand, and the spiritual officials and generals behind him had golden light in their eyes and raised their fists to attack the sword intent.

The air waves surged and the sound was overwhelming.

After a few moments of confrontation, the sword intent shattered bit by bit.

Zhang Wuling turned around and suddenly transformed into a giant white tiger, pouncing towards the old Taoist priest.

The old Taoist priest pointed his finger, and a golden rope of light flew out from the hands of the spiritual official, instantly binding the white tiger.

The white tiger exploded into smoke, and a white Qi ball flew out of the mist.

The old Taoist priest's eyes flashed with brilliance, as if he was performing some kind of observation technique. He said with a smile, "Tang Sect Dan Shi, how dare you, boy, do such a cruel thing to me?"

The next second, the spiritual officer took out a bag, and with a terrifying suction force, he sucked in everything around him, including the Dan Shi released by Zhang Wuling.

Swish!

Zhang Wuling suddenly appeared, his eyes also shining with intelligence. He turned around and kicked the old Taoist priest.

Deng!

His foot kicked the golden light, the old Taoist smiled and flicked his fingers.

Suddenly, Zhang Wuling felt a force coming, trying to send him flying.

But in a flash, Zhang Wuling's Tai Chi spirit was activated, and he took away the attacking force. After turning around and landing on the ground, he shouted loudly and slapped out with both palms as if to destroy mountains and rocks.

Boom! ! !

When this palm hit the golden light, the golden light around the old Taoist priest actually shook, but it quickly stabilized.

"Boy, you can shake my golden light. If you tell others about it, you will be able to brag about it for a while!"

The old Taoist priest kicked his feet and appeared in front of Zhang Wuling, raising his hand and slapping him.

Zhang Wuling was about to take action, but the palm strike from the old Taoist priest turned into a hand covering the sky in his eyes, and it was like a mountain falling down.

The most powerful one is so terrifying!

Zhang Wuling knew in his heart that this was because the "force" of the old Taoist priest was too strong and affected him.

This palm did not really cover the sky, but the force was too strong, which aroused a certain power of heaven and earth, forming a terrifying oppression on the mind.

But, even though I know it, I really can’t bear it!

The old man has practiced Taoism for his entire life and has accumulated hundreds of years of skills. How could he resist it now?

As expected, when the old Taoist priest slapped people, he only slapped children and didn't take it seriously at all.

thump!

Zhang Wuling slid to his knees in an instant, and performed the tiger crouching posture with perfection and at the highest level of skill, even faster than the old Taoist priest's slap.

"No more fighting! No more fighting!"

The slap suddenly stopped on the forehead. The old Taoist priest narrowed his eyes and said speechlessly: "You kid... get up, this old man is not satisfied yet."

Zhang Wuling immediately hugged the old Taoist priest's thigh and said shamelessly, "You are so vigorous and powerful, my small body can't handle it. Next time, when I am even better, I will fight you again!"

The old Taoist priest's eyebrows jumped and he said, "Where did you learn this shameless spirit from? Your master and your master's master are not such people."

"Uh... maybe it's from the Zhang family?"

"Get lost! Let go, you little brat! You're an adult, and you still have the nerve to cling to me?"

"Your legs are thick, so I feel safe hugging you."

"Get up."

"Then please put your hand away first. I'm afraid if you hold it up."

In the end, the old Taoist priest could only put away his palms, and all the strange phenomena around him disappeared.

"Is it finally possible to loosen up now?"

"Hehe." Seeing this, Zhang Wuling let go of his hand, patted his butt and climbed up.

Who knew that in the next second, a big foot would kick him in the face and send him flying several meters away.

"Fuck, old Taoist priest, you have no moral integrity——" The picture I saw on Douyin was quite touching (old Taoist priest)