Starting from evil spirits to challenge comprehensive martial arts

Chapter 209 Wudang Storm Eight

However, Ba Siba's purpose of going to Wudang today was not to fight Han Ling.

He has only one goal from beginning to end, and that is Zhang Sanfeng.

"It turns out that it is Han Linghan, the deputy leader of the Wulin in the Song Dynasty who has been in full swing recently. I saw him today and his reputation is well-deserved. If I have the opportunity, I will definitely ask you for advice."

Ba Siba clasped his palms together and said.

He was here to challenge Zhang Sanfeng, if there are shrimp soldiers and crabs to stop him, he doesn't mind taking care of it.

But facing Han Ling, he was not sure.

In order not to affect the success or failure of today's trip, he wanted to block Han Ling first.

But Han Ling didn't like playing cards according to common sense.

He smiled slightly, and said: "It's better to meet each other than to meet each other. Since the master values ​​it, why don't we discuss it, how about it?"

The corner of Ba Siba's mouth twitched slightly, this guy doesn't follow the rules at all.

Didn't they all say not to fight him?

Why is this person so ignorant?

Ba Siba resisted the urge to kill, and said kindly: "The old monk is here today to compete with Zhang Zhenren. If Vice President Han is interested, we might as well make another appointment."

Han Ling was speechless for a moment, why did this guy say almost the same thing as the people from the Shaolin sect.

Don't be self-righteous anymore, trying to bypass me and bully the weak?
I'm the weakest one, okay?
"Today is Master's birthday, so it is not appropriate to use martial arts with others. If Master really wants to learn Wudang Kung Fu, Han Ling will accompany you as well."

Ba Siba was taken aback for a moment, then smiled and said, "Didn't Vice President Han learn from the Qingcheng Sect and the Xiaoyao Sect? When did you join the Wudang Sect?"

The tone was very polite, but the intention at the moment was to mock Han Ling, who was too aggressive and disregarded the sect's inheritance.

Han Ling himself didn't care about this kind of sectarianism, and he didn't care about the other party's ridicule.

"I'm fortunate to have joined Master Zhang just now."

"I see, but Zhang Sanfeng's martial arts can't be your master."

Ba Siba said.

Han Ling smiled and said, "It's a pity that you are still the Mongolian national teacher. You can't even see my teacher's true cultivation, so you have the nerve to talk nonsense. Let me put it here. No matter how many masters you come from Mongolia today, I, Han Ling, will join you." Accepted. If I don’t accept it, I’ll make a big deal of it like I did in Shengjing, and go to Yuan Palace to try again!”

Ba Siba was startled suddenly, this Han Ling has a precedent, no one can guarantee whether he will do it again.

If he was really allowed to visit the Yuan Palace, then they would lose face.

"Han Ling, don't be crazy. My Great Yuan Martial Arts is not comparable to the gang of wine bags and rice bags of the Qing court. If you dare to come back to my Yuan Palace to make trouble, I will teach you whether you will come back or not!"

Ba Siba said coldly.

Han Ling nodded: "I heard, you said that the martial arts people in the Qing Dynasty are the generation of wine bag and rice bag. The next time I meet them, I must tell them. Everyone, you have also heard what this Mongolian national teacher said Right? Everyone must spread the word for him!
How dare you despise my neighbors and friends, isn't this the same as insulting us?
You monk, why are you so arrogant? "

The surrounding roared with laughter, and the troublemakers booed one after another.

Especially with Yang Guo as the leader, the shouts were the most joyful, and he continued to fight for the injustices of the neighboring warriors.

I don't know, I thought they had a very good relationship.

Ba Siba almost spat out a mouthful of old blood, this bastard's thinking is really strange.

Under Han Ling's nonsense, Basiba's face was about to be completely humiliated.

He turned his head and said to Zhang Sanfeng: "Master Zhang, when we competed in martial arts in the past, I lost to you by one move. We agreed to compete again in the future, I wonder if you still remember this matter."

"Yes, there is indeed such a thing."

Ba Siba was delighted: "Since this is the case, please also ask Zhenren Zhang to fulfill the promise of the day and compare with me again?"

"No."

Zhang Sanfeng flatly refused.

"why?"

Ba Siba was puzzled.

"What I said is right, wait until you defeat him. Then come to the old Taoist."

Zhang Sanfeng said.

Ba Siba was at a loss for words, this old guy is really cunning, do you want to avoid the battle in this way?

He had seen how powerful Zhang Sanfeng was before, and he knew that he was no match for the opponent.

But he prepared his hole cards and prepared to use them at critical moments.

Even if Zhang Sanfeng couldn't be replaced, at least he had to be seriously injured.

"What the old monk wants to learn is the authentic Wudang Kungfu. Will Deputy Leader Han also know Wudang Kungfu?"

Zhang Sanfeng smiled and said: "Of course he knows the authentic Wudang School Kung Fu, otherwise how could the old Taoist accept it under his sect. Xiao Ling, you can use it as a teacher to pass on your Tai Chi Kung Fu, and ask this Mongolian national teacher for advice."

Tai Chi?
Everyone was shocked, never heard of this martial art?
Could it be the miraculous skill created by Zhang Sanfeng's perennial retreat after returning to seclusion?

"Yes, Master!"

Han Ling agreed, walked up to Ba Siba and said,

"National Master, this Tai Chi Kung Fu is a magical skill created by my teacher's life-long painstaking efforts. Be careful, otherwise you will be defeated by me in one face-to-face. It's a bit embarrassing."

Ba Siba was furious: "The old monk is trying to widen his eyes, so Vice President Han can do whatever he wants. However, the old monk's eyesight has been dim recently, and he doesn't know the severity of his shots. If you hurt Your Excellency, I hope Vice President Han will not be offended."

Han Lingxi said: "National teacher, are you sick too? What a coincidence, and I am the same. Recently, I always make shots without seriousness, and accidentally hurt people. If the national teacher is injured by my subordinates, don't worry." Don't be resentful."

Ba Siba said: "In this case, let me experience Zhang Zhenren's miraculous skills. I hope I won't be disappointed."

"Don't worry, I will soon let you experience what despair is."

Han Ling smiled and made a yin-yang fish gesture, and hooked his hand towards Basiba.

Although this Tai Chi Kung Fu is Zhang Sanfeng's martial art, it has also absorbed the advantages of many other schools of martial arts, far surpassing the power of the original book.

Han Ling used it more smoothly than he imagined, and he was going to challenge Basiba with this martial art.

When Ba Siba saw Han Ling casually put on a posture, but implied the truth of the change of yin and yang, which seemed dignified as a mountain, and as light as a feather, he immediately became vigilant.

"Vice Leader Han, I'm arrogant!"

Seeing that Han Ling's martial arts were amazing, he wanted to seize the opportunity.

Ba Siba clapped his palms together, his eyes bursting with breathtaking light.

A transparent spirit body was stripped from his body.

The appearance of the spirit body is almost exactly the same as that of Basiba, but it contains extremely terrifying power.

This power is unstable and may explode at any time.

Everyone was amazed, they had never encountered such a wonderful martial arts.

With the appearance of the first spirit body and the guidance of Basiba, the spirit body shot towards Han Ling like an arrow.

Between the fire and light stones, they came to Han Ling.

With Han Ling's casual introduction, the spirit body was diverted by Han Ling, and flew towards Han Ling.

He took advantage of the opportunity to slap towards the spirit body, and then led the spirit body around in a semicircle, then turned around and flew in the direction of Basiba.

Ba Siba is constantly giving birth to spirit bodies from his body, trying to gather enough numbers to wipe out Han Ling in one fell swoop.

At this time, seeing Han Ling reverse the direction of his martial arts, he said with some disdain: "It's just martial arts like fighting and turning stars. What are you talking about creating yourself? I really laughed to death."

Han Ling smiled, imitating Basiba's inner strength in an instant, and pushed towards the spirit body.

Powerful power was poured into it, and the spirit body added a bit of power, and flew towards Basiba with an unprecedented speed.

Ba Siba was startled suddenly, the spirit body became even more powerful after passing through Han Ling's hands.

He hastily directed the spirit body he created just now, and headed forward with all his might.

Bang!
All the power was fully absorbed by Zhang Sanfeng's pre-prepared air mask, without any power spilling out.

But Zhang Sanfeng mastered the strength perfectly, it didn't affect the contest between the two at all.

Ba Siba took several steps back, but Han Ling followed suit.

The power just now rebounded, and Han Ling took advantage of the situation to borrow its power, stored it in his hands, and prepared to pour it on Ba Siba.

Ba Siba had never seen such a wonderful style of play, and he was terribly horrified.

With all his strength, he opened his air mask with both hands to resist Han Ling's explosive power.

The huge thrust forced Ba Siba back, he sank to the ground, his feet exerted strength, and stuck to the ground, still drawing two footprints.

At this time, Han Ling's left hand was yang and his right hand was yin, dancing the changes of yin and yang fish.

Between the illusory dance of the hands, a rhythm that is close to the Tao is outlined.

His moves were extremely slow, so slow that it was doubtful that it was a hand-to-hand contest between masters.

But what is amazing is that Basiba also slowed down after him.

Ba Siba was sweating all over, as if every movement required great strength.

Han Ling suddenly clenched his right fist and smashed it to Basiba's chest like a giant hammer.

This time, he turned from extremely slow to extremely fast, from feminine to masculine, which caught Basiba by surprise, and before he even had time to organize an effective defense, Han Ling punched him in the chest.

Ba Siba suddenly flew far away like a kite with a broken string.

Huang Yaoshi and other veteran experts were all stunned, they were the most aware of Ba Siba's fame and strength.

It can be called the No. 1 other than Zhang Sanfeng, and it took less than ten moves before being smashed away by Han Ling.

It's unbelievable.

"Master Zhang, your magical skills are really amazing. Your new apprentice is also amazing!"

Zen Master Kurong couldn't help admiring.

Zhang Sanfeng smiled and said: "Xiao Ling is really talented, he has only learned Tai Chi not long ago, and he has already been able to integrate into his own martial arts. This kid will become a generation of masters in the future."

This was said by more than one person, but when Zhang Sanfeng said it, the gold content was even greater.

Wang Yuyan, Yang Guo and others were even more happy when they heard that Han Ling received such praise.

Ba Siba had never encountered such martial arts, and was caught off guard by Han Ling for a while.

Han Ling turned his fist into a hammer before, although he didn't completely resist it, he still weakened it layer by layer with his thick true energy.

He was not fatally injured at this time, but if he fought again at this time, he would not be sure of victory.

Originally, that move was intended to save Zhang Sanfeng, but the potential of this kid in front of him was far more terrifying than Zhang Sanfeng.

Forget it, let's take Han Ling away this time.

Ba Siba stood up from the ground, brushed the dust off his body, and looked as if he was not injured.

Han Ling looked at Ba Siba with some surprise. He knew very well the weight of his punch just now. If it were Jinlun Fawang, it would definitely kill him with one blow.

But hitting Ba Siba didn't seem to have any effect.

This took him by surprise.

Didn't this guy go all out just now?
It shouldn't be, this is not the world of Dragon Ball!

Ba Siba looked solemn, and his whole body was full of holy brilliance.

A holy aura emanated from his body.

The white and flawless light condensed behind him, and in an instant, it formed a huge Dharma image that was the same as him.

The surrounding space was suddenly frozen, and everyone was restrained and unable to move.

The power that can make everything in the world miserable is suddenly revealed.

Shocked the heroes, as if his life was in the hands of Basiba.

Zhang Sanfeng was surprised and said: "This Basiba is not easy, it actually made him think of such a move. Xiao Ling has just learned Tai Chi Kung Fu, but his skill is slightly insufficient, I don't know if he can handle it."

Wang Yuyan said anxiously: "Grandfather Master, please save Master quickly."

"Not busy, let's take a look first. Maybe Xiaoling still has a coup."

Zhang Sanfeng understands that Tai Chi is only his way, and facing such a crisis, Han Ling can only use his own way to deal with the enemy.

I just don't know where Han Ling has taken on his own path.

If it doesn't work, he can only do it.

Regardless of whether Han Ling is his apprentice or not, he will protect Han Ling.

Not only for Wudang, but also to leave another wizard who can protect the entire Great Song Wulin.

"Old Mr. Basiba, I really admire you. You are so good at this trick, what is your name?"

Han Ling asked curiously as if he didn't care that he was imprisoned.

"This is called Heaven-changing Strike Earth Extinguishing God Palm!"

Ba Siba said proudly.

"So it's the combination of two martial arts. I thought it was Jian 23."

Han Ling muttered.

"What did you say?"

Ba Siba only felt that Han Ling was acting too calmly, as if he didn't sense the slightest danger, which seriously hurt his self-esteem.

Han Ling smiled and said, "I mean, do you have any other tricks? If not, it's my turn."

"Stop bluffing. No matter what, you have to die under my palm."

Ba Siba said angrily, this is a move that he can only release when he liberates the magical skill of disintegrating the demon.

After this move, although the enemy is annihilated, he himself will also cease to exist.

Han Ling smiled and said, "Then let's try it."

There was a solemn and solemn expression on his face, and the truth of countless magical skills kept appearing in his mind.

His body constantly exudes various auras, which are the essence of different divine arts.

In a blink of an eye, all the auras are unified.

It has become a force that belongs exclusively to Han Ling.

Zhang Sanfeng's knowledge of martial arts resurfaced in his mind again, and instantly combined with his own knowledge.

Han Ling had a clear understanding in his heart, and there was a faint rhythm of Taoism and Heaven beside him.

"You can still move?"

Ba Siba felt incredible.

This strengthened his determination to kill Han Ling.

He once again operated the magical skill of disintegrating the demon to a higher level.

puff!
Ba Siba's body couldn't take it anymore, and spat out a mouthful of blood.

Then, he had a gratified smile on his face.

"Han Ling, go to hell!"

(End of this chapter)