Trinity Traitor: From One Person to the Other

Chapter 183 Wudang Genius Disciple and the Great Demon King of Tianshi Mansion

During the long period of time when he was immersed in the inner world of Fenghou Qimen, Hong Yin was the first person to wake up and was able to easily control Zhou Meng, who was already the head of Wudang, with the wrong Fenghou Qimen. It was also thanks to him that Wang was able to pass on Fenghou Qimen.

It can be seen that his strength is among the best even among this group of talented Wudang disciples.

There is no need to mention the other Zhou Sheng. He was valued by Wu Gensheng, and later he realized the Fenghou Qimen in the Twenty-Four Sections Valley. He was also hunted down by strange people from both the black and white worlds across the country, and he escaped more calmly than Zhang Huaiyi. Naturally, he could not be a mediocre player.

The two people called by the Wudang leader are already the strongest among Wudang's current generation of young disciples.

The two men bowed to the Wudang leader and the old Taoist priest, took two steps forward, stood still, and with a "hum" sound, the formation was activated.

Although Wudang's Qimen magic is not as well-known as the current Wuhou Qimen, the world's number one Qimen, its strength is definitely not weak.

"Well, in that case, Huaiyi..."

Before Zhang Jingqing finished speaking, he saw a golden light flickering as if there was a bad contact, and then it flickered a few times like a flashlight with a dead battery before going out.

Zhang Huaiyi looked weak and panted as he said, "Master, I can't do it anymore... I just had a big fight with the brothers from Sanyi Sect, and then I had a fight with Brother He. I'm really... ah... I'm exhausted."

"... Zhang Huaiyi!" Zhang Jingqing and Zhang Zhiwei's faces darkened at the same time. Zhang Jingqing uttered a few words through his teeth: "Just wait! Zhang Zhiwei, you go ahead!"

"Ah, I won't go. I don't know Qimen." To Zhang Jingqing's surprise, Zhang Zhiwei also rarely disobeyed orders. He put his hands behind his back and pouted at He Songling: "There is a guy who knows everything. He should know Qimen. Old He, you have already started, why don't you help me?"

"Tsk, old Heavenly Master, your disciples are disobedient, a bunch of traitors. In my opinion, they should be expelled from the sect and never employed again. Such shameless and outrageous people should be stripped of their names to serve as a warning to others."

He Songling was adding fuel to the fire.

"Zhang Zhiwei, you've grown wings, haven't you?" Zhang Jingqing was not He Songling's senior master after all, so there was no reason for him to order him to leave. He turned his head and looked at Zhang Zhiwei angrily: "Just go ahead if I tell you to, why are you wasting time talking! Go easy on me, let me have my chance."

"What's the point of showing off? I'm afraid they can't take my move." Zhang Zhiwei and Zhang Jingqing showed each other a conversation with Zhang Yining. As expected of people with the same surname, they speak in the same accent.

They didn't lower their voices when they spoke, but Zhou Sheng and Hong Yin's eyes turned red. Zhou Sheng shouted angrily, "Zhang Zhiwei, don't brag. Your Tianshi Mansion is powerful, so how can I be afraid of Wudang? Just do it, I'll give you three moves!"

"Oh, this Zhou Sheng has such a bad temper?" He Songling suffered the loss of traveling through time too early. He had not seen the part when Zhou Sheng appeared later. If he had seen his wanton and ever-changing behavior, his frequent swearing and tricking people into posing for beatings, he would think that he has restrained himself now.

However, no matter what Zhou Sheng's temper is, he can't improve his strength. Zheng Zibu is also quite arrogant, and he even claims to show mercy to Zhang Zhiwei, but what is the end result?

As expected, Zhang Zhiwei scratched his head and said, "Brother Zhou, are you sure?"

"Bullshit, hurry up, if you can get past me..."

"puff!"

"Cough cough cough cough... Ugh..."

Zhang Zhiwei listened to him and waved his hand. His palm seemed to expand several meters and slapped Zhou Sheng directly on the diaphragm between his lungs. The slap made him kneel down and cough and retch. Zhang Zhiwei spread his hands to Zhang Zhiwei: "Look, my golden light hasn't even opened yet."

"Ah this..."

The old Taoist priest and the head of Wudang sect both looked embarrassed.

The head of Wudang did not expect that his most powerful disciple would be so useless. He was knocked to his knees by a simple slap without any special effects; Zhang Jingqing did not expect that Zhang Zhiwei would still be like this after so many years.

Knowing that you are better than him, do you have to show it? It would be better if you could play with the five Sanyi disciples like Zhang Huaiyi did just now, and give everyone some dignity.

This is in Wudang Mountain!

"Look, look, this is what happens when you don't listen carefully!" The head of Wudang Sect was heartbroken: "We are all listening to the old Heavenly Master, but look at your Senior Brother Zhang Zhiwei, he is so powerful. How could you, how could you be so unbearable!"

"Master, we are wronged!" Hong Yin cried out, "Brother Na Zhiwei is older than us, and he has been listening to the old Heavenly Master's teachings since he was a child. We have only listened for three days, but he has been listening longer than us!"

"Oh, yes, that's true. If that's the case, then all of you should come together and learn from Senior Brother Zhiwei how powerful he is."

The Wudang leader's map of Yan State ended here. He stroked his white beard and squeezed Zhang Jingqing: "Old Heavenly Master, the children have only been learning for a short time, so they are at a disadvantage. How about this, we won't bully our nephew Zhiwei. Let's learn three things, and only the five of them will go up. The extra one won't come. How do you think?"

The Wudang leader pointed with his fingers and circled out the five strongest disciples under his tutelage.

"I don't have any objection..." After watching Zhou Sheng and Hong Yin start the battle, Zhang Jingqing had an idea in his mind. If the strongest Wudang disciple could catch up, there would be no difference between Zhang Zhiwei fighting the five of them and Zhang Huaiyi fighting the five Trinity disciples who had just passed the first and second levels.

"Well then, Zhou Sheng, Hong Yin, Song Mian, Xiao Fang, Xiao Lu, the rest of you, hurry up and ask your senior brother Zhiwei for advice!" The head of Wudang was also a cunning old man. Without saying a word, he urged the five strongest disciples to go up.

"Yes!"

In an instant, Zhang Zhiwei was surrounded by five Wudang disciples.

"Zhang Zhiwei, be careful!" Zhang Jingqing's words seemed to be reminding Zhang Zhiwei to pay full attention and not get hurt, but what he actually meant was to let Zhang Zhiwei pay attention to other people's face and learn acting from your junior brother.

"Got it!" Zhang Zhiwei understood what his master meant, responded, and then started to fight with the five people with his boxing stance.

Among the five most outstanding Wudang disciples, four are sorcerers. There is nothing they can do about it, after all, the current head of the sect, their master Daozhu Zhenren, mainly practices Wudang Qimen, and following the example of their superiors, there are fewer people practicing Tai Chi.

Once the four-door Qimen game was started, it was not just a simple siege by four people. The Qimen game could achieve the superposition of array plates by positioning and moving the four plates. In the end, a huge array plate trapped Zhang Zhiwei in the middle.

"Senior Brother Zhang, be careful!" A loud shout was heard, and a big white bun appeared in front of Zhang Zhiwei.

(End of this chapter)