Chapter 16: The Contest (4)

Mi Tu didn't care about Liu Tongxuan's attitude at all, he looked back in the direction of Zhang Tong's competition, and saw that Zhang Tong had already defeated his opponent and was looking at his side. The two glanced at each other, and they both smiled at each other, and there was never the tension between the two of them competing for the head candidate, and at most they were competing with each other's martial arts hearts. The two young hearts are strong to seek the Tao, those who can make the world intoxicated, obsessed, and even crazy reputation, power, status in their eyes are just a passing cloud, what they want to pursue is the supreme strength of martial arts, of course, this is by no means a competition between the world, this is a supreme verification and exploration of the Tao, Wudang has admired the "Xuantian Zhenwu Emperor", and has his supreme belief and interpretation of martial arts.

On the high platform, Yiyun was full of smiles, that was satisfaction, gratification, and some pride, he was sincerely happy for the two most outstanding contemporary disciples of Wudang, because he saw the two most innocent hearts, there was no trace of dirt and darkness in those two hearts, those were the two purest Dao hearts, which belonged to the Dao hearts of Wudang, so he also seemed to see the future glory of Wudang. But Yun De and Yun Song were like the bottom of a pot, gloomy and about to drip water, because they felt that the disciples they had painstakingly cultivated for more than ten years were about to blossom and bear fruit, and they seemed to be going against themselves, they would never allow such a thing to happen, the two looked at each other, and couldn't help but nod secretly to each other.

Shui Yun stepped forward, he was also sincerely happy, because in his opinion, no matter who was selected among the two to be the candidate for the head of the next generation, Wudang would be guaranteed the most correct path, although Zhang Tong was a disciple of the senior brother, but he knew this disciple's thoughts and conduct very well, as for the journey, it was almost brought up by him. Just as he was about to announce that the last competition was going on, a Wudang disciple hurriedly walked onto the high platform, and he was about to attack with anger in his heart, but he saw the disciple bow down and report to Yi Yunyu: "Report to the master, there are eleven sects under the mountain, such as Songshan Shaolin, Hejian Tianlongmen, Shanxi Leimen, Henan Baji Gate, and Yuezhou [***] Gate, to worship the mountain. ”

Yiyun was stunned when he heard this, the eleven sects worshiped the mountain at the same time, which was something that had never happened since the Wudang self-established faction, but after all, he was a person who had been through strong winds and waves for a long time, so he immediately calmed down, turned to Yunde and said: "Senior brother, there are guests from afar, and there are many of my old friends in Wudang, how about we go to meet together?"

Yun De nodded expressionlessly and replied, "Okay, then please go with all the senior brothers." ”

The competition had to be suspended, and Yiyun and the other brothers got up together and walked towards the gate of Zixiao Palace, and Mi Tu and Zhang Tong also hurriedly followed. As soon as I got out of the palace gate, I saw hundreds of people walking in more than ten waves at the same time, and the first one was a burly monk in his forties, with thick eyebrows and big eyes, and a square head and big ears. The monk was followed by four people, and they all knew him, more than 30 years old, slender and tall with a white face like jade, Ni Liangyu, the head of Tianlong; more than 40 years old, short and stocky, with a dark complexion, Fang Gang, the head of the Lei Sect; more than 60 years old, short and strong, with gray hair, and bright eyes, [***] The head of the sect, Yue Zimu, is more than forty years old, burly, with a red face and sword eyebrows, and it is Zhou Liang, the head of the Baji Sect, these four sects have a lot of contacts with Wudang, so Mitu has met a few times, and as for those behind them, Mitu doesn't recognize most of them.

When I came closer, I saw the square-headed and big-eared monk bow to Yiyun with his palms together and saluted: "The little monk Shaolin Dharma Academy is the first to be born, and I have seen the head of Yiyun, the little monk came suddenly, don't be surprised by the head of Yiyun." ”

Yiyun smiled and replied: "Master is polite, it is my honor for Master Yuan to visit me today, but I don't know what the master has to teach here?"

Yuan replied: "Don't dare, the little monk came here because some time ago there were Mongolian masters who continued to appear in the Jingxiang area, although I Shaolin rarely participated in secular things, but decades ago in the martial arts catastrophe was also deeply affected, so the little monk rushed to explore one or two, through Wudang Mountain to visit the martial arts colleagues." ”

Yiyun listened to the head of the joke and said: "Thank you for the master's kindness, I will remember it in my heart." ”

The fate of the return salute retreated aside, and the dead man behind him stepped forward to salute Yiyun, and Lei Men Fang Gang took the lead and said: "I heard that Wudang is close to the big competition, so I rushed to watch the ceremony and learn one or two at the same time." "He spoke very casually, as if he didn't think of himself as an outsider at all.

Yiyun was just about to say a few polite words, but it was [***] Men Yuezi Mu interjected: "Zhou Liang and I met him and Ni Liangyu on the way, and Fang was pulled by the two of them, and I ask the head of Yiyun to forgive me for the abruptness." When he said this, it seemed that he deliberately distanced himself from Fang Gang and Ni Liangyu, causing them to glare at him at the same time.

Yiyun smiled and said: "It is my honor for my fellow Daoists to come to the door today. He hid his embarrassment with a word, and the atmosphere was enlivened up a little more. A few people in the back also hurriedly stepped forward to salute, they were all northern sects, including Qin He, the master of the Cangzhou Iron Fist Gate, Yang Yishan, the head of the Iron Gun Gate of Shuntianfu, Li Jinhu, the leader of the Huwei Gang of Shuntianfu, Wang Shiping, the Golden Sword King of the Daimyo Mansion, Zhang Fangyi of the Giant Sword Gate of Qingzhou, Shandong, and Ouyang Yi of the Ouyang family of Shaanxi.

Mi Tu secretly wondered in his heart: "How can everyone come to Wudang Mountain together thousands of miles away, and they are all under the banner of watching the ceremony, it is really strange." He peeked at Yiyun, and saw that Yiyun was still breezy and light, and there was nothing unusual at all, so he packed up his mood and followed behind everyone.

In front of the Dragon and Tiger Palace, the hundreds of gangs were given a place by the Wudang disciples for them to be alone, while the ten sect masters and monks of Liyuan ascended the high platform with Tong Yiyun. Yiyun arranged for everyone to nod to Yun De again, and then announced that the competition would continue.

Due to the arrival of the eleventh faction, the atmosphere of the competition was more solemn, and Mi Tu and Zhang Tong exchanged bows before raising their swords.

At this time, Zhang Tong was calm and concentrating, his heart and sword were united, and the whole person was like a sharp sword, fierce and powerful. Suddenly, he moved, leaving an afterimage, the long sword was like lightning, and a cold light stabbed at Mitudang's chest.

Mi Tu did not move, slashed a sword diagonally, and slashed towards Zhang Tong's sword body. Zhang Tong's long sword slashed upwards obliquely, and with the impact of the "bell", the sword body trembled, and a sword flower lit up, turning into a lightning bolt in an instant, and slashing down diagonally again towards Mitu.

Mitu's body is slightly oblique, and the momentum is still a sword slash. The two swords intersected diagonally, making a piercing sound of "Cangchang", and the sword momentum of Mitu remained unchanged, and it was slashed towards Zhang Tong.

Zhang Tongjian was sealed in the outer door halfway, and he did not collect the sword, his body turned sharply, the sword walked with him, and a piece of light was split horizontally, and it rolled up to the shoulder, chest, and waist of the road, which was really fast as lightning and as fast as a hurricane.

Mi Tu a sword went empty, not to stop, he turned sharply, followed the sword, and the long sword arced towards the middle point of Zhang Tong's sword light. The two swords clashed non-stop like a shower hitting stones, and a series of crisp sounds of "bell, bell, bell" sounded.

Although Zhang Tong continued to attack, he felt awkward and abnormal, and every sword in the middle of the road was pointed at the place where his old power was not continuous, and where the new force had just started, the wave-like offensive was almost unsustainable.

The onlookers were even more shocked to watch, Zhang Tong's sword momentum was like a frenzy set off by a hurricane, and the huge waves were surging endlessly. However, Mitu is like Taiyue in a huge wave, standing still, and every huge wave will stagnate and shatter, making it difficult to move forward.

In an instant, the two of them didn't know how many tricks they had made, but they heard a strange laugh coming from the palace wall, "Hehe, the iron pieces of the two little babies are very good-looking." Before the words fell, when everyone looked back, they saw a figure flashing, and at a few points on the head of the Wudang disciple rushed into the martial arts arena, the figure did not stop and two golden lights attacked Mitu and Zhang Tong respectively.

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