Martial Arts: The Gunslinger

"It was a normal challenge, but you had to force me to take action. Now you are satisfied."

Before leaving, Su Ming glanced at the wounded on the ground, and a hint of sarcasm appeared on the corner of his mouth. These people deserved it, and he would not sympathize with them. Seeing that the disciple had walked away, Su Ming took a step and followed behind him.

"Hmm? Huashan Forbidden Land?"

After a cup of tea, Su Ming came to a cave.

He followed the disciple to this place, and the latter had already entered the cave. If Su Ming was right, Xian Yutong should be inside the cave.

"Since this is the forbidden area of Mount Hua, there must be many traps inside. If a fight really breaks out, it will be difficult to fully display my spear skills. I'd better just wait and see outside."

Thinking of this, Su Ming stood not far from the cave holding the Flying Dragon Spear.

While Su Ming was waiting, the news that he had injured a Huashan disciple in the martial arts arena had spread all over Mount Hua.

When the Huashan disciples heard about this, they hurried over one by one. More and more people gathered around Su Ming, but, firstly because they were afraid of Su Ming's spear skills, and secondly because they considered it was the forbidden area of Mount Hua, these people did not act rashly.

""Hmm? Coming out?"

At this time, five people walked out of the cave, which immediately attracted Su Ming's attention.

The one walking in front was an old man with white hair and beard, about sixty or seventy years old, with wrinkles all over his face. There was a long sword hanging from his waist, with a strange shape and ancient color. Even Su Ming, who didn't know much about swords, could tell that this sword was a famous sword from ancient times.

"This old man has a very deep inner strength, even stronger than the five elders of Kongtong."

Looking at the white-haired old man's temple, which was actually bulging high, Su Ming pinched the gun shaft and secretly calculated:

"This old man should not be Xian Yutong, Xian Yutong is not as old as him. I never thought that besides Xian Yutong, Huashan Sect actually has such a strong man."

Su Ming has always been alone in the martial arts world. Because he has not joined any faction, he is not well-informed. It was beyond his expectation that there was such a strong man in Huashan Sect, which added many unknowns and challenges.

"This person? Xian Yutong?"

Su Ming's eyes fell on the back of the old man, and behind him was a middle-aged man.

This middle-aged man was dressed like a scholar, holding a folding fan, and was gentle and refined. His bright eyes flashed with treacherous brilliance, giving people a sinister feeling.

It has been heard that Xian Yutong's weapon is a folding fan made of fine steel with a hidden mechanism. Obviously, this scholar is Xian Yutong.

"Yes, He Taichong, Ban Shuxian, they are here too."

Su Ming saw clearly that the middle-aged couple behind Xian Yutong were He Taichong and Ban Shuxian. He had seen these two people in the reception room before, so there was no way he would mistake them.

"Meet the Master, meet the Grand Master!"

"Meet the Master, meet the Grand Master!"

""Greetings to the headmaster, greetings to the great master!"

Seeing Xian Yutong and Hunyuanzi walk out of the cave, all the Huashan disciples all knelt on one knee, with extremely respectful faces, and greeted them in unison.

"All right , no need to be polite."

Hun Yuan Zi smiled and told his disciples to stand up.

~~~~

The Huashan disciples all over the mountain stood up at the same time, and the sound of sleeves rubbing against clothes suddenly became loud.

Most of these Huashan disciples were new disciples in recent years, and basically had never seen the real Hunyuanzi. They had only heard of this legendary master, so you can imagine how excited they were to meet the real master today.

"Boy, are you Su Ming? Are you the one who wants to challenge me?"

At this time, Xian Yutong stepped forward, stood in front of Su Ming, and said bluntly

"Yes."Su Ming nodded.

He came all the way from Kongtong to Huashan, all for the purpose of defeating Xian Yutong and improving his spear skills and internal strength. He made full use of the advantage of his clear mind and made further progress.

""Disciple, ask him who sent him here and what his purpose is."

Hun Yuan Zi stood in the sun, stretched his body lazily, and instructed Xian Yu Tong lightly.

Since leaving the cave, Hun Yuan Zi's cloudy eyes have not left Su Ming's body. He can see that Su Ming's cultivation is still good.

"Boy, who sent you here? What is your purpose?"

Xian Yutong repeated Hun Yuanzi's words to Su Ming.

"No one ordered me to do this."

Su Ming shook his head and explained,"Since I became good at spearmanship, I have been looking for masters to challenge. Last time it was Kongtong, this time it was Huashan, and next time it will be Emei.……"

Traveling all over the country and defeating all heroes in the world.

This is Su Ming's ideal and the driving force behind his struggle.

"Kongtong? Have you been to Kongtong?"

Xian Yutong was slightly surprised and did not believe Su Ming's words at all.

"This young man is quite interesting."

Hunyuanzi, who was standing on a rock basking in the sun, nodded slightly when he heard this, with a complex light flashing in his eyes.

He could tell that Su Ming was not a liar. Since Su Ming said that no one was instructing him, there should be no conspiracy behind it. It was just a pure challenge to the martial arts world.

"Yes, I have been there."

Su Ming nodded and said,"The Seven Injury Fist of Kongtong Sect has given me great inspiration, but unfortunately, the internal strength of the five elders of Kongtong is insufficient, and they cannot exert the maximum power of the fist."

Recalling the bits and pieces of Kongtong, Su Ming sighed slightly.

There are many magical skills in this world, but few people can master them. For example, the Seven Injury Fist of Kongtong Sect, seven fists of strength, indestructible, but no one has mastered it so far, and the Seven Injury Fist is wasted.

"From your tone, you have defeated the Five Elders of Kongtong?"

Xian Yutong sneered, thinking that the martial arts of the Five Elders of Kongtong were so powerful that even I would be afraid of them. You are just a young boy, bragging in front of me, aren't you afraid of getting your tongue stuck?

"Yes."

Su Ming nodded and pointed the tip of his gun at Xian Yutong:"Xian Yutong, I hope you, Huashan Sect, will not let me down."

For today's fight, Su Ming traveled thousands of miles, slept in the open air, and endured the bumps of the horse. If this battle cannot give him enlightenment, then he has suffered in vain.

"You are so arrogant!"

Xian Yutong sneered,"Boy, your spear skills are not very good, but you are good at bragging. Do you think you can defeat the five elders of Kongtong? You might as well say that you defeated Bodhidharma and are invincible in the world."

"Hahaha……"

Hearing Xian Yutong's words, the Huashan disciples burst into laughter.

Even He Taichong and his wife, who were standing next to them, couldn't help laughing at this moment, and were happy to see Su Ming make a fool of himself in front of others.

"You will know how good my spear skills are and whether I am just bragging."

Su Ming took a step forward and thrust the Flying Dragon Spear through the air, piercing Xian Yutong's throat, and shouted,"Look at the spear!"