Wanjie Athletics, I choose Zhang Sanfeng to start

Countless birds, with flowers in their mouths, hover in the air, forming the shape of a phoenix.

The flowers were falling, and some people had hidden thoughts to avoid the bird droppings that might come at the same time, but found that although the flock of birds was astonishingly large, none of the birds could not control their own sphincter at this time.

When the petals were pouring down one after another, a Taoist stood in front of the mountain gate at the foot of Wudang Mountain and shouted in a melodious voice: "Open the formation... open the mountain gate!"

Accompanied by the cries of all beasts, Wudang Mountain, which was covered by dense fog, peeled off layers of clouds and mists, revealing the true colors of lush greenery.

Those ancient and vigorous trees, entrenched on the stone road, avoided the growth of the main road very discerningly. Instead, they used their thick crowns and branches to cover part of the sunlight along the road.

The mottled light fell down and fell on the stone slabs with exquisite patterns, carrying a different kind of elegance.

Under the guidance of Wudang disciples, the crowd went up the mountain in batches.Smelling the abundant vitality in the mountains and forests, I felt that the internal energy was active for a few minutes, as if a heavy burden had been lifted from my body.

"It really is a blessed land of immortals!" Many Jianghu people sighed with emotion, and they were more eager and longing to stay here to practice martial arts.

On the left and right sides of the mountain road, groups of monkeys and squirrels have been waiting for a long time with baskets.

Most of the baskets are fresh fruits, which can be enjoyed by those who are hungry and thirsty along the way.

And those people in the martial arts forest who were supposed to be extremely rude also restrained their malice and rudeness as much as possible, but treated these friendly little animals carefully and seriously.

They have long heard that the animals on Wudang Mountain can be regarded as Zhang Zhenren's registered disciples.

How dare you offend at will?

Between humans and animals, it seems that at this time, some kind of peaceful coexistence has been achieved...

Perhaps peace itself requires half enlightenment and half deterrence.

At this time, the heads of the various sects in the Jianghu had already gathered in Zixiao Palace.

They came to watch the battle.

At the same time, it can also be regarded as a "public judge", and occasionally a cameo commentary.

Specifically... it's useless.

In Cao Zhe's Martial Arts Tournament, whoever wins and who loses, whoever comes first and who comes second, will it be their turn to babble?

To be honest, if it wasn't for the limitation of their status, they would not be able to lose face. The heads of these major sects also wanted to participate in the Martial Arts Conference, and gambled to see if they would really be accepted as disciples by Zhenren Zhang.

After all, they also want to become immortals!

The monkeys walked in wearing neat and clean Taoist robes and carrying fruit plates.

Every monkey seems to have been carefully groomed, there is no peculiar smell on its body, its hair is not messy, and it walks very neatly.

This surprised many people.

After all, these monkeys seemed too calm and relaxed.

Anyone who has watched monkey training knows that monkey nature is hard to change.

Even if you know how to do some movements, you will inevitably scratch your head and jump up and down.

But at this moment, the monkeys who entered the hall to offer melons and fruits were all dignified, and they were quite similar to those Taoists who were guarding the hall around them.

"Abbot Tianhe! Do you think... this martial arts conference seems a bit... weird?" Cang Bi, the head of the Kongtong Sect, asked in a low voice to the bald monk beside him.

This bald monk is the newly appointed abbot of Shaolin.

Once with Cao Zhe, it can be regarded as sharing adversity.

It's just that time has passed, and when we meet again, the status and status are already very different.

Abbot Tianhe clasped his hands together and said, "Amitabha! All living beings are equal, that's really good!"

Saying this is tantamount to not saying it.

Cangbi asked for a soft nail, and stopped talking, picked up a grape, and kneaded it in the palm of her hand, her eyes kept scanning the monkeys.

Zhen Zhibing, the head teacher of Quanzhen Sect, also sat at the banquet, but not many people greeted him.

He also exudes a smell that should not be entered by strangers.

There are rumors that Zhen Zhibing went up the mountain this time to avenge his shame.

He wants to challenge Zhenren Zhang again and regain the number one position in the world.

Now looking at his appearance of recharging his energy, this rumor seems to have a basis.

In addition to Shaolin, Kongtong, Quanzhen, there are Kunlun, Qingcheng, Beggars, Xuejiabao, Wanshou Villa, Dali Duan's and other famous schools waiting in the hall for the opening.

And Cao Zhe's delay in arriving did not make anyone unhappy on the surface.

When almost more than half of the contestants entered Wudang Mountain, and most of them were entrenched in the giant martial arts arena halfway up the mountain.

Huang Xiang, the Empress of Dayue, also led a group of school captains from Zhenshansi, walked into Zixiao Palace in a heroic manner, and sat in the first position on the left hand side of the main seat.

Many masters of the rivers and lakes stood up one after another to salute.

At the same time, the bell rang again, and Wudang Mountain seemed to be covered by thick fog again.

There was only a ray of skylight, which seemed to be guided, flew from above the clouds, and landed straight on the martial arts field floating in the clouds.

Chapter 111 The Second Challenge of Being Overwhelmed

"Here we come!" Everyone subconsciously straightened their backs, and under the leadership of one person, the others followed suit.

This was not rehearsed in advance, but it showed Cao Zhe's deterrent power and reputation even more than the rehearsal.

In the vast white light, Cao Zhe stood in the sky in a white Taoist robe, floating like a fairy. Everything around him, including mountains and wind, including clouds and light, were his embellishments and dimmed around him.

The thick clouds stirred the hazy white mist, but it looked like a huge whirlpool, and everything revolved around Cao Zhe.

At this time... Cao Zhe seemed to be integrated with the light of the sun, becoming the only light source in the world.

"It's really good at pretending to beep!" Cangbi, the leader of the Kongtong faction, murmured in a low voice.

Little did he know that at this moment he was already being targeted by a certain woman, and at the same time, there were some Wudang disciples with sharp eyes and ears... even some disciples from other sects who were following their own master and sect leader.

how to say?

The big guys are worried about how to please Zhang Zhenren!Who doesn't want to be a decent Wudang person?

Thank you Cangbi for your outstanding contribution!What you said today, we guys will publicize it for you!

Then it depends on who strikes fast, the timing is perfect!

Cao Zhe stood in the light, his heart was calm.

He came here by the light, not because he pretended to be a beep, but because the world is ignorant and worships the strong.

Just like the gold-plated bodies of Buddhas and Bodhisattvas, it is not their vanity, but the vanity of the world.

"Wudang welcomes all fellow martial artists to come. This year's Martial Dao Conference is meant to exchange martial arts in the world, so that rookies in the martial arts world can have a stage to show themselves and become famous all over the world."

"If that's the case, let's do what we should do! The poor Taoist will always watch." Cao Zhe said these two short sentences, and was about to leave.

After all, there are two characteristics of the big brother's speech.

The lower the first voice, the more carefully others listen.

The less you say in the second, the more carefully others will interpret it.

Long-winded speeches are lullabies, and no refutation is accepted.

Sure enough, after Cao Zhe finished his two sentences, there were loud cheers in the square.

Among the various noisy voices, the voice calling for the three words 'Zhang Zhenren' was the strongest and most excited.

Cao Zhe nodded towards the bottom and was about to leave with a smile.

A figure flashed out of Zixiao Palace quickly.

It's Zhen Zhibing.

He flew forward with one step, but managed to leave the ground ten feet away, and stood in the air. Although he was still looking up at Cao Zhe, there was a resolute look on his face.

"Zhang Sanfeng! Today I, Zhen Zhibing, want to challenge you again. You, the No.1 in the world of martial arts today, dare to fight?" theme.

Possibly a lesson learned.

Sometimes the higher you pretend, the more painful it is to slap your face.

An unnamed Immortal King with the surname An has a special right to speak in this regard.

When Cao Zhe heard this, he scratched his head in wonder.

"No.1 in the world?"

"Where does this start?" Cao Zhe asked, spreading his hands.

"I am above this heaven, and of course I am number one!" Cao Zhe said without hesitation.

As soon as this remark came out, there was cheering from below, winning massive approval.

Zhen Zhibing's hands trembled in anger.

He came to wait for Cao Zhe to fight, so as to regain lost face, dignity, status in the world and the woman's gaze, not to listen to Cao Zhe pretending to beep.

"Oh! So you also broke through?"

"Based on the level, you should have entered the seventh rank, so you want to challenge me again?" Cao Zhe looked at Zhen Zhibing with approving eyes, as if looking at a junior who was striving to pursue his dream.

And at this time, Cao Zhe didn't even need to use the identification technique, so he confirmed that Zhen Zhibing was one of the five breakthrough attributes.

Zhen Zhibing faced Cao Zhe's gentle eyes, but the anger in his heart became more and more difficult to restrain.

"Master! Why don't you let the disciples do it for you, and testify with this Quanzhen Sword Immortal!" A voice stepped in, and He Zudao stepped on the cloud step and also came from the sky.

Although He Zudao's paper data is still not as gorgeous as Zhen Zhibing, but he has also entered the seventh rank of Buxu, and at the same time he has also studied many martial arts skills, so he may not lose to Zhen Zhibing in a fight.

Zhen Zhibing looked at He Zudao, and could tell at a glance that the young man in Taoist robes in front of him was a formidable opponent.

Even so, Zhen Zhibing deliberately said arrogantly: "Who are you, what is your name, and you can fight me?"

Zhen Zhibing put on such a rude gesture on purpose, trying to force Cao Zhe to take action.

Fighting Cao Zhe again is not only harmless to Zhen Zhibing today, but also beneficial.

Challenges in the arena, no enmity, people in the righteous way should be able to point to the end.

And his second challenge can be regarded as a kind of unwillingness to lag behind, struggling to catch up.

Even if it is defeated and spread to the rivers and lakes, it will be repeated defeats and battles. At the same time, it can sell a wave of "enemy" character designs, at least it will firmly occupy the second place in the rivers and lakes.

Want to know how high is Cao Zhe's current status in the arena?

In another ten years, there will hardly be many people in this world who do not claim to be disciples of Master Zhang.

All martial arts in the world come from Master Zhang!

Almost as famous as Zhang Sanfeng, this is a huge advantage!

It was almost a shortcut to the south, and it might even lead directly to the second place in the competition that Guo Jing had left.

Therefore, Zhen Zhibing's challenge this time was not overheated or overreaching.

It just so happened that there was a plan long ago, and there was a foreshadowing before and after.

If he fights He Zudao, unless it is like Cao Zhe fought against him back then, the enemy will be defeated without a single strike. The greater the damage.

If it is delayed beyond a hundred moves, even if it wins, it will be shameless. Instead, Cao Zhe will be a generation lower, and he will fall to the disciple level for nothing.

If you lose... you will really lose face.

Because of this, Zhen Zhibing didn't hesitate to stigmatize himself at this moment, even if he made himself a rude person, he still wanted to force Cao Zhe to fight him.

Did Cao Zhe see through Zhen Zhibing's petty thoughts?

He could think of it, but he didn't have to.

In this battle, whether he fights or not... doesn't matter.

Winning won't make people admire him more.

Avoiding and not fighting, not many people would think that he didn't fight because he was afraid of Zhen Zhibing.

But before Cao Zhe could respond to Zhen Zhibing's stalking, He Zudao sneered, "Isn't it just this kind of magnanimity for a dignified Quanzhen Sword Immortal?"

"Or, you represent the Quanzhen sect and look down on my Wudang sword?"

These words sounded harsher and more disrespectful than Zhen Zhibing's previous speech.

But precisely because of this 'inappropriateness', Zhen Zhibing was forced to avoid it.