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The main altar of the White Lotus Sect is very lively. Everyone is talking about today's competition, whether the White Lotus Sect will win, or the Wudang Sect will win.

It's still the same as last time in the ring.

A few days ago, Chen Ji defeated Li Chengzhe in this ring, and today, the younger generation of the White Lotus Sect and the Wudang Sect will compete in this ring again.

This competition is not only related to the status of the two forces in the martial arts world, but also related to some interests. Of course, Chen Ji had just entered the White Lotus Sect now, and he didn't know about the entanglement of interests between the White Lotus Sect and the Wudang Sect.

When the competition was about to start, more than a dozen people rushed to the White Lotus Sect's main altar.

"Haha, Wang Zheng, the poor monk is here. You still haven't come out to greet you?" said the voice of the monk Satoshi Yamada from afar.

"Quanzhen Sect Yuan Hong. ”

"Dragon Tiger Mountain Zhang Ling. ”

"Wu Zhenhai, the head of the Liaodong Army. ”

Four Grandmasters!

Chen Ji gasped.

The four grandmasters brought people to the White Lotus Sect General Altar, what did they want to do?

Daoist Baihe and Wang Zheng stood up, although they had a smile on their faces, they were very vigilant in their hearts. The arrival of the four grandmasters at the same time had to be taken seriously.

Qingxu Dao had a smile on the corner of his mouth.

The White Crane Daoist said: "Qingxu, they came to the White Lotus Sect General Altar, it was your Wudang's handiwork, right?"

Qingxu Daoist said with a smile: "The White Crane Daoist is right, it was the juniors who informed them. The competition between the Wudang Sect and the younger generation of the White Lotus Sect is a grand event in the martial arts world, and it is not possible without a notary. White Crane Daoist, you are a martial arts senior, these truths should be clearer than those of juniors. Inviting them to come is just to be a witness, and there is no other meaning. ”

The White Crane Daoist sneered, looked at Qing Ming behind Qingxu, and said lightly, "You are really confident. It seems that you think that the White Lotus Sect has lost this time. ”

Qingxu Daoist didn't speak, but the expression on his face said it all.

Qing Ming is the most outstanding disciple of the younger generation of the Wudang Sect, and the Wudang Sect cultivates him as the next head of the sect.

In this competition, the Wudang faction wants to make a name for Qingming.

Wang Zheng smiled and welcomed the four grandmasters to the high platform and sat down.

Chen Ji looked at the four grandmasters carefully, and their cultivation could not be seen through. Grandmaster martial artists, with a restrained aura, they are no different from ordinary people in the eyes of first-class martial artists. However, the temperament of the four grandmasters is different. Especially Wu Zhenhai, the head of the Liaodong Army, even if he has a restrained breath, his iron-blooded temperament in the army is still fully revealed.

Chen Ji said darkly: "The four grandmasters are not simple. I just don't know how it compares to the Qingxu Dao Chief?"

Wang Zheng glanced at the White Crane Daoist and secretly rejoiced: "Fortunately, I desperately kept the White Crane, otherwise, the White Lotus Sect would be in big trouble." ”

Without the White Crane Dao Master, the White Lotus Sect would be a grandmaster, and in the face of the situation at this time, it would not be able to support it at all. Wang Zheng is different from the White Crane Dao Leader, he is just an ordinary grandmaster, in the eyes of ordinary people, he exists like an immortal, but when facing other grandmasters, he has no absolute advantage.

And the White Crane Daoist is known as the number one master in the world, even if four or five grandmasters come to the White Lotus Sect, in front of the White Crane Daoist, they don't dare to be presumptuous.

Zhang Mingyue took Chen Ji's hand, her eyes full of worry.

Chen Ji smiled and said, "Don't worry. The master can hold them down. ”

Although Zhang Mingyue is the holy daughter of the White Lotus Sect, in the final analysis, she is just a seventeen-year-old girl, and she will inevitably panic in the face of several strong grandmasters. Now, she needs one to lean on. And Chen Ji, invisibly, has become the backer in her heart.

Everyone is a person in the martial arts world, and they do things vigorously.

After a few polite words, the competition officially began.

In the first three games, Wang Zheng's three registered disciples fought against Qing Ming's three junior disciples.

The White Lotus Sect won one and lost two.

Lost.

Qingxu Daoist had a smile on his face, the younger generation of Wudang was stronger than the White Lotus Sect, and he was proud of it.

"Qing Ming. ”

Qingxu Dao Chang glanced at Qing Ming.

Qing Ming nodded and said, "Yes, master." ”

Qing Ming performed Wudang light skills, turned into several afterimages, and went to the ring.

Wow.

Seeing Qing Ming's body technique, all the people watching the battle let out a burst of amazement, including several grandmasters sitting on the high platform.

"Good light work, good body. Monk Tian Cong of Wutai Mountain laughed loudly.

"Such a clever body is no worse than a grandmaster. Yuan Hong of the Quanzhen Sect nodded.

"It's amazing!" said Zhang Ling of Longhu Mountain.

Wu Zhenhai, the head of the Liaodong Army, did not speak, but there was surprise on his face.

In the younger generation of martial artists, he is definitely the top master.

No matter which sect family, if there is a young martial artist with subtle skills, it will be regarded as a baby pimple.

Chen Ji's eyes were full of solemnity.

Qing Ming's body method has also reached the subtle realm, and his own advantages are gone. This time the competition is likely to be a bitter battle.

Qing Ming stood in the ring, hugged his fists to the people below, and said: "Poor Dao Qing Mingzi, the master of Wudang Qingxu Dao, the master is Ziyun Zhenren. I don't know which brother of the White Lotus Sect can come up and give teaching?"

Three breaths passed, and still no one got into the ring.

Chen Ji took the long sword and said loudly: "I'll come to teach Brother Qingming's Wudang mastery!"

The voice is loud and full of energy.

shows that Chen Ji's inner family cultivation is not weak.

Chen Ji performed his footwork, like a crane descending, and his body turned into an afterimage and rushed towards the ring.

Monk Tian Cong, Yuan Hong, Zhang Ling, Wu Zhenhai, Qingxu Dao Chief, the eyes of the five grandmasters were full of shock.

Another young martial artist with subtle skills!

Chen Ji was still just a teenager, at least ten years younger than Qing Mingzi.

Wu Zhenhai secretly said in his heart: "Such an excellent young man is not in my Liaodong Army. Instead, he is a thief of the White Lotus Sect. It's a pity, it's a pity. ”

Wu Zhenhai is half a martial artist, and he doesn't hate the White Lotus Sect very much, but the White Lotus Sect is against the imperial court, and he doesn't have the slightest good impression of the White Lotus Sect.

Wu Zhenhai was able to come to the White Lotus Sect as a witness this time, completely to give face to the Wudang faction.

Qingxu Daoist looked at Chen Ji standing in the ring, and there was a trace of worry in his heart: "This kid is really Qingming's fierce opponent. ”

In the ring.

Chen Ji hugged his fists and said: "Under Chen Ji, he studied under the White Crane Daoist and joined the White Lotus Sect half a month ago. ”

Qing Ming stared at Chen Ji and said, "It turned out to be Chen Jigongzi." I don't know if Chen Jigongzi wants to compare fists and feet, or weapons?"

Chen Ji drew his long sword: "Compare weapons." ”

Punches and feet, Chen Ji will know some, but it is only some basic boxing. Although the Five Fowl Opera is a very advanced secret method of the inner family, it is not enough to attack the enemy. Of course, if you reach the realm of the White Crane Daoist and can integrate the five bird plays, it is another matter.

The five bird opera can be said to be the originator of pictographic boxing.

The agility of the ape, the domineering of the bear, the majesty of the tiger, the handsomeness of the deer, and the elegance of the crane.

These are all ways of attacking.

However, Chen Ji has not yet cultivated to such a point. He only trained the crane form to the level of both god form, and the others were far behind.

But the swordsmanship is different.

Chen Ji's Tianyan swordsmanship has really been introduced, and he may not have no chance of winning against the Wudang Taiji Sword.

Qing Ming nodded and said, "Okay." Then we'll compare swordsmanship!"

"Here comes the sword!"

Qing Ming shouted.

A young Taoist priest behind Qingxu Daoist threw the long sword to Qing Ming: "Senior brother, take the sword!"