I asked you to play the dungeon, but you are here to raise the BOSS?

"This..., Yang Zuoshi? Eagle King?"

Zhuang Zheng was stunned and looked at the two of them: "Does this person's participation count?"

"It's okay, Zhuang Qishi, take a rest for a while."

Yin Tianzheng glanced at Zhuang Zheng and said calmly.

Yang Xiao nodded silently, indicating that he didn't need to care.

Chun Yang Wuji Gong is the top martial arts of contemporary Taoism. In terms of power, it ranks first among the six major martial arts.

Even with Yang Xiao's cultivation, it would be very uncomfortable to fight with Yu Lianzhou.

"Well..."

Zhuang Zheng circulated his internal energy and shouted: "Our Mingjiao people have already entered the field. Who will fight the remaining three sects?"

"I didn't expect that the Mingjiao still hid a young master. I, He Taichong of Kunlun, would like to see him."

He Taichong was overjoyed and walked into the field in a flash.

Although his martial arts are good, he can only fight with Zhuang Zheng.

If he meets Yin Tianzheng, he will definitely kneel.

In this kind of situation, as the head of Kunlun, if he loses...

It's still embarrassing.

Seeing that the Ming Cult couldn't find a master, so they sent a young man to fight, He Taichong was overjoyed.

Well, if he can deal with this guy, he can also leave the field with a clear conscience.

The remaining hard bone, Yin Tianzheng, can be handed over to Master Kongzhi or the big brother of the Emei Sect.

It's settled today!

"Mr. Tieqin He Taichong?"

Zhang Wuji looked at He Taichong's figure, his voice a little hoarse.

"It's me."

He Taichong was suspicious: "Do you know me?"

"Wuji, promise me one thing."

"Don't be impatient to take revenge, wait slowly, and don't let anyone go."

Yin Susu's words in his mind were as if it were yesterday.

"..."

Zhang Wuji closed his eyes gently, and when he opened them again, the little bit of hostility in his eyes had turned into a gentle smile: "Headmaster He, please."

Originally, he thought about revenge all the time.

Now that his martial arts skills have been perfected, he has the strength to take revenge.

But his ambitions have also begun to expand involuntarily.

His dream has gradually changed from revenge to becoming the supreme master of the martial arts world and unifying the world.

He seldom thinks about what happened in the past.

After all, there were many righteous masters on Wudang Mountain back then.

If he kills people, he will offend too many people.

Even Zhang Sanfeng would probably not agree.

Only by establishing an image of a gentleman who repays evil with virtue can he be easily recognized by all forces.

"Boy, I always use a sword against the enemy. If you feel it is unfair, go find a weapon and fight again."

He Taichong drew his sword out of its sheath, pointed the sword to the sky, and said proudly.

"I don't know how to use weapons."

Zhang Wuji shook his head: "Master He, don't worry, just do it."

"You asked for it."

He Taichong was angry and stabbed out with his long sword.

The sword light surged, and the sword energy lingered, wandering around Zhang Wuji.

The Kunlun School's "Liang Yi Sword Technique" is famous in the martial arts world and is considered to be the best sword technique in the world.

It seems to be understated and casual, but each move and style has seven or eight extremely sharp back moves.

With He Taichong's current cultivation, he only needs to shake his wrist and one sword can hurt seven or eight vital points on the enemy.

"I'm sorry."

Zhang Wuji clenched his right fist, hesitated, and then retracted 30% of his strength, punching the long sword in He Taichong's hand.

The extremely hot true energy continued to surge out, diffused into the void, and turned the air between the square inches into a sea of ​​magma and fire.

The next moment, the temperature around rose rapidly, and the air seemed to be boiled, with visible distortion.

This is the difference in air temperature, which leads to serious uneven air density, thus producing refraction.

The long sword exploded and turned into countless broken iron pieces, flying everywhere.

The majestic Nine Yang true energy swept forward like a hot tornado.

With a light "bang", He Taichong's clothes, eyebrows, beard and even hair all burned together, turning him into a huge torch.

He Taichong screamed and rushed to the ground. He rolled seven or eight times before the flames were blown to his face.

"..."

The whole audience was silent!

Whether it was the people in the Mingjiao or the disciples of the six major sects, they all lowered their heads and looked at the embarrassed He Taichong, unable to say a word.

Although there are martial arts similar to the Ice Palm and the Fiery Palm in the martial arts world.

I heard that the Flame Knife, the unique skill of the Nyingma Sect of the Tantric Buddhism, can also chop out billowing flames and kill people like cutting vegetables.

But this kind of magical skill is too far away from ordinary people in the martial arts world.

Seeing someone beat the head of Kunlun into a torch in public...

It was still extremely shocking!

Thinking of the significance of this battle, the faces of the masters and old masters of the six major sects became ugly.

"Master He, are you still going to fight?"

Zhang Wuji stood with his hands behind his back. When he saw He Taichong stand up, he smiled and asked.

"...I, I lost."

He Taichong took a deep breath and felt as if his chest was pierced by needles. He was suffocated.

Although He Taichong underestimated his opponent.

But he felt that if he didn't underestimate his opponent, he wouldn't be able to take three moves.

With such a gap in strength, what's the point of fighting!

No, if he continued to fight, he might really get burned and his buttocks exposed!

In He Taichong's heart, there was nothing but regret.

You Mingjiao has such a master, you should have said it earlier!

We shouldn't have come!

"Is this guy so fierce?"

Huang Rong asked Lin Xuan in a low voice: "How does this person compare to Lin Lingsu?"

"Lin Lingsu must be much stronger than him. Why can you ask such a question..."

Lin Xuan sent a message: "Don't worry, it's still within expectations at the moment."

Although Zhang Wuji in the original work is not as good as Lao Zhang, and it is difficult to compare with the girl in yellow shirt, he is definitely out of date for others.

It is estimated that like the Dongfang Invincible in the previous world, it will be transformed into a movie version of the character and the BOSS will be strengthened.

However, if it’s just the movie version…

It seems that the problem is not too big.

It’s not the god-demon version of the Nine Yang Divine Art in the old Dragon Tiger Gate that can destroy the entire universe and restart it...

Well, if that thing is introduced, the entire world view will have to be rewritten, and it will definitely not be like this.

"I dare to ask the masters of Shaolin and Emei sects for advice."

Seeing He Taichong leaving the scene in embarrassment, Zhang Wuji smiled slightly and said calmly.

He only used one punch to hit He Taichong, which was not wasted at all.

"Amitabha! This mysterious young man's martial arts skills are unfathomable. Is Master Lin confident?"

Kong Zhi was silent for a moment, sighed, and looked at Lin Xuan.

He has been famous in the world for decades, and his martial arts skills are naturally not weak.

However, Kong Zhi estimated that he was just in the same league as Yin Tianzheng and Yang Xiao.

Seeing Zhang Wuji's overbearing and outrageous internal strength cultivation, I also thought of the Shaolin internal strength that I had worked hard to practice for fifty or sixty years...

Kong Zhi couldn't help but feel a sense of powerlessness.

Although I didn't see Zhang Sanfeng being so powerless, he was still quite powerless.

"This young master is about the same age as me, and we both have Buddhist magical powers. We should learn from each other."

Lin Xuan nodded, stood up with a smile.

"Master Zhang?"

Kong Zhi was startled and looked at Zhang Wuji.

"..."

Zhang Wuji was obviously stunned for a moment, and he quickly hugged Lin Xuan with a look of pleading in his eyes.

Yin Tianzheng raised his eyebrows and hesitated to speak, seeming a little embarrassed.

"I see……"

Lin Xuan observed the words and expressions, and thought slightly: "I just thought of an old friend, so I blurted it out, master, don't be surprised."

It seems that this Zhang Wuji wants to make progress...

He also secretly approached Yin Tianzheng beforehand, planning to make a great contribution and become the leader of the Ming Cult.

Judging from Yang Xiao's performance just now, he must be an insider.

However, it seems that this Wuji has no murderous intentions.

It is estimated that even if this guy wins in the end, he will still be released, it is just a huge favor on the surface.

It is indeed like the acting style of the movie version. He is a bit sinister and quite ambitious, but his behavior is also quite immature.

Speaking of which, it was not easy for Zhang Wuji.

Even if his martial arts skills are the best in the world, there is still Zhang Sanfeng over his head.

It doesn't matter if you are a decent person, but if you really want to be a big devil...

It's also quite difficult.

"...Then please be more careful, Master Lin."

Kong Zhi didn't know what to say, so he had to use a panacea sentence.

"Thank you, Master."

Lin Xuan flicked his sleeves and said, "If I lose, the master will take action."

Shaolin in this plane seems to have a good relationship with Emei.

We are all comrades now, there is no need to go out of our way to slap others in the face.

It's not a bad idea to keep Kong Zhi, because if he and Zhang Wuji both lose, he can still fight Yin Tianzheng.

"Master Lin, you're welcome."

Kong Zhi felt that it was a great honor and was very moved in his heart. He nodded repeatedly.

"Master Lin, please."

Seeing that Lin Xuan did not reveal his identity, Zhang Wuji was also very grateful and showed a humble smile.

"Master, please."

Lin Xuan swung his palms diagonally upwards, closed them upwards and attacked downwards, turning into the meaning of "may leap into the abyss".

Jumping in the sky, the good wind helps; sinking in the abyss, it is my heart!

Since Zhang Wuji didn't want to reveal his identity, there was no need to reveal anything.

Let's just fight based on our abilities.

"Good palm skills!"

Zhang Wuji's eyes showed surprise, and he activated the Nine Yang Divine Art with all his strength and punched out.

The tidal force of the fist roared in, and the surrounding air became hot and boiling.

"The newly revised version of the Nine Yang Divine Art is a method that harmonizes yin and yang, and combines hardness and softness. It seems that this is still the setting of the old version from hardness to yang."

"In this case, high-end special effects such as the dense purple gas will probably be gone."

"The attack power has been greatly enhanced, but the defense power has been weakened. It is probably similar to the Yanyang Dafa..."

"Oh, the movie version seems to have to retain the boy's body, so the price/performance ratio is a bit low..."

When Lin Xuan was locked by Zhang Wuji's fist, he felt as if he was trapped in a dry desert.

As Zhang Wuji's fists continued to advance, the heat continued to rise, as if it had turned into a huge furnace.

As Lin Xuan breathed and breathed, the true energy of the wedding dress circulated on its own, turning into a protective aura that covered the body, blocking out the volcano-like burning energy.

Amid the roar of anger, the two punched and palmed each other and collided in the air.

"Seven Injury Fist?"

Lin Xuan felt that Zhang Wuji's punch contained seven extremely domineering powers, like a rolling river, rushing towards him, and he knew it in his heart.

The Seven Injury Fist can be regarded as the watershed between the strong and the weak.

This boxing technique itself is quite powerful, and Xie Xun attaches great importance to it.

However, if a person whose internal strength has not reached the state of perfection uses this boxing technique, it will also cause great harm to himself, others and himself.

Parallel imports like Kongtong Wulao are such typical examples.

Only after one has reached a very advanced level of cultivation can one exert the true power of this boxing technique and prolong one's life.

"It's a pity that if it has too much strength, it will disperse easily."

Lin Xuan's palm movements were slightly reduced, reversing the two qi of yin and yang, pulling and moving.

"this……"

Seven completely different punches gathered together and formed an unmatched force that bounced from Lin Xuan's palm.

The Jiuyang Qi that Zhang Wuji had gathered was scattered like a fly.

Zhang Wuji was shocked and doubtful, and hurriedly threw away his strength and flew back, a look of horror flashed across his face.

"Huh? This guy doesn't know how to change the world?"

"Oh, Parchment Roll and Xiao Zhao are both here with me, so it's okay."

Lin Xuan had a thought in his mind and pushed out with another palm.

Lao Jin once said that the method of moving the universe and exerting force is the gathering of the essence of various martial arts and the culmination of all martial arts.

Even if you add a patch, you won't be able to achieve too high-end martial arts...

But the Seven Injury Fist is probably not even as good as the Xuanming Divine Palm, and it is obviously not that high-end...

Lin Xuan felt that Zhang Wuji at this time would not be capable of such high-end martial arts.

It would be about the same if it were Zhang Sanfeng.

As the dragon roared, Zhang Wuji's expression suddenly changed as he felt the force of the roaring palm, and he turned his fist into a palm and rushed forward.

The palms of the two people collided continuously, violent air currents surged, and the rocks and sand on the foothills continued to explode.

The raging flames turned into countless fire rains and fell all around, burning up.

The onlookers were so frightened that they retreated.

A confrontation at this level is already comparable to a fairy tale for ordinary warriors.

Ten palms later, Zhang Wuji grunted and took three more steps back. His face suddenly turned pale, and he used his internal strength to force it down again.

In an instant, Zhang Wuji discovered the problem and combined the scattered punch strength of the Seven Injury Fist into one.

But although the Nine-Yang Divine Art is powerful, after all, it does not have the special effect of the Wedding Clothes Magic Art being completely consistent and not losing its power at all.

Lin Xuan still rebounded with 30% of his strength.

The two people's skills and cultivation are roughly between the same.

But taking into account this plus and one minus, Zhang Wuji suffered a slight setback with every move, and after ten moves he suffered some minor internal injuries.

"Accepted."

Sensing that the strength of the opponent's fist had dissipated, Lin Xuan flashed and appeared in front of Zhang Wuji.

The palm roared and hit Zhang Wuji hard on the chest.

The wind of the palm reaches the body, making a sound like beating the Yellow River drum.

Obviously, the strength of the opponent's muscles and bones has been trained to an astonishing level.

In the next moment, a vast internal energy was spontaneously activated from Zhang Wuji's Tanzhong point, protecting the body and injuring the enemy.

Lin Xuan, who had been prepared for a long time, used his palm power again, drawing it back and forth.

Therefore, Zhang Wuji had to face the double attack of his Nine Yang Internal Energy and Lin Xuan's Wedding Clothes Magical Skill...

With a muffled groan, Zhang Wuji spurted blood from his mouth, his body was lifted up by the wind of his palm, flew more than ten meters away, and hit the ground heavily.

"In the next round, I wonder which master from Mingjiao will give me some advice?"

Lin Xuan was very satisfied, retracted his palm and smiled.

Not bad. After this round, I have a new understanding of the great shift of the universe.

It is indeed rewarding to compete with masters more often.

When I fought against Cheng Kun and Wei Yixiao before...

They were already killed before the subtle mysteries of the Great Shift of the Universe could be stimulated.