Trinity Traitor: From One Person to the Other

Chapter 184 Kun, Harmony
Zhang Zhiwei saw a person jumping out from the reflection of the formation's special effects.

This man's facial features were even more sloppy than mine, with just a few dots and lines, and a round, white bald head, he really looked like a big white steamed bun that had turned into a spirit.

The Wudang big white steamed bun spirit, Song Mian.

He is also the only one among the five outstanding Wudang people who majored in Tai Chi.

"Ban Lan Chui, where is Ban Lan?"

Zhang Zhiwei laughed, dodged sideways, and slapped down with one hand to neutralize Song Mian's blow.

But it didn't feel like he had hit a solid object, it was like he had hit a soft, white bun. Zhang Zhiwei's palm was glued to Song Mian's fist and was carried around.

"I can't touch it!"

Even though Song Mian had such simple facial features, he couldn't help but show surprise.

He was not simply attacking, he was using the power of his four fellow disciples' formations, plus Tai Chi, to attack Zhang Zhiwei. It looked like a one-on-one fight, but in reality it was five against one.

However, even so, Zhang Zhiwei's hand could not be moved.

Song Mian had no choice but to open his Cloud Hands, one ring after another, and the Tai Chi power continued to accumulate in the formation. Gradually, a Yin-Yang Tai Chi diagram emerged in front of him.

"Wow, it's serious now."

Seeing that the other party had activated the special effects, Zhang Zhiwei didn't care. He was still smiling, and used his fists to guard the door tightly. No matter how hard Song Mian punched at him with special effects, none of them could penetrate at all.

Song Mian broke out in a cold sweat.

He had no hair or eyebrows, and his skin was white, so the drop of sweat was particularly noticeable. Zhang Zhiwei was amused when he saw this, "Brother Song, don't worry, your Wudang Tai Chi is a backhand punch, you have to wait for me to make a move, and then you can defend and counterattack!"

After hanging out with He Songling for a long time, Zhang Zhiwei also learned the special ability to raise people's blood pressure.

"Fuck it, I can't hold it anymore, come on together!" Big White Bun was rarely furious. He pushed away Zhang Zhiwei's fist with his wild mane, took two steps back and shouted.

The five people were fellow apprentices, and they were not the five noobs from the Sanyi Sect, but fellow apprentices with profound skills who ate and lived together. Song Mian didn't need to shout, as he just took a step back, the four people behind him took a step forward together, and Qimen pressed towards Zhang Zhiwei.

"Kun character, Tuheche!"

"Xunzi, wind rope!"

"Leave the word, Explosion Flame!"

"Dui word, drum flash!"

The four special effects attacked from the four directions of Zhang Zhiwei's body.

"It really is worthy of being Wudang." He Songling praised.

He had also been attacked by a group of warlocks, but it was impossible for those Quanxing and righteous warlocks to play any sophisticated coordination in the scene. In most cases, they just blindly used high-powered attack methods.

But this is actually not practical in the situation of many against one, after all, there is only one person, and even if so many special effects are stacked up, only the front layer can hit the person.

The four Wudang brothers are very smart. They cooperate with each other in different directions. They use the Tuhe cart to block the enemy's movement, the wind rope to control the enemy's body movements, and the drum flash is a dazzling golden illusion that can make people lose their mind temporarily.

The explosive flame and the remaining Kun spells are the real attack points.

Sure enough, the Tuheche blocked the movement and shattered it, and immediately changed its form, and a barrage of flying stones focused on Zhang Zhiwei. "Kun, flowing stones."

Fire and earth combo, the five Wudang members thought that no matter how powerful Zhang Zhiwei was, it was impossible for him to just get through it without even turning on any special effects, right?
They were right, but only partially right. The right part was that Zhang Zhiwei did not resist. Zhang Zhiwei walked out of the formation step by step, and the flames and flowing stones beside him were avoided by his subtle movements. Although he was in the barrage of special effects attacks, he was just strolling in an empty square.

"No!"

The four sorcerers gasped in unison: "How can you force your way out of the formation from a dangerous position?"

The five Wudang members felt that they had seen more in this fight than they had in their previous decades of life.

In fact, Zhang Zhiwei showed mercy at Zhang Jingqing's reminder. Otherwise, he would not have walked out so arrogantly, but would have flashed to the four people and slapped them one by one, knocking them to the ground.

Formation? What formation? I don't feel anything.

If you don't agree, use the golden drum to suppress me.

Unfortunately, the Golden Tunge is not a universal spell, at least not in the Wuhou Qimen and Wudang Qimen, nor in the Shuzimen spells. So far, only Wang Ye has used this spell. Even Zhang Zhiwei, who played the old Tianshi version, was surprised, which shows how rare it is.

According to He Songling's estimation, this might be a special technique of Fenghou Qimen that could control time. It was one of the powers of control that Zhou Sheng promised in the Twenty-Four Sections Valley that "it could control all changes in the world."

"Hey!"

Song Mian moved forward, ready to fight Zhang Zhiwei with Tai Chi.

But although his Tai Chi skills were not bad, Zhang Zhiwei was much better than them.

After a few casual pushes, Song Mian's attempt to use the opponent's force to counter attack not only failed, but he was pulled aside and stepped into the formation of his junior brother named Fang.

"Hey, what a fool!"

Xiao Fang screamed in fear as Song Mian stepped into the dangerous door. He could only shift and rotate the four plates in a hurry to avoid hurting Song Mian, but this disrupted the coordination of the four-person formation.

With a sound of "ding-dong", like ice crystals breaking, the four overlapping Qimen formations broke apart from one into four. Because the Qimen formations were mutually exclusive, the four people who opened the formations couldn't help but take a step back, and almost broke the formation.

"Not good!" Seeing his elder brother being defeated, Zhou Meng anxiously shouted to Taoist Master Daozhu, "Master, how about I do it too!"

Before Taoist Candle could reply, Zhou Meng felt a hand pressing on his shoulder, and then heard someone behind him say, "Don't go up, you'll just be a waste if you go up."

Zhou Meng turned around angrily and saw He Songling.

"Brother He, you..."

"Let me go. It's too boring to be one-sided." He Songling could already see the original outcome of the fight. According to the original story, Zhou Meng must have gone up with them, and then the six outstanding disciples of Wu Qianliu would be easily knocked to the ground by Zhang Zhiwei alone.

Therefore, Zhou Meng would get angry whenever Zhang Zhiwei was mentioned afterwards, and he instructed Yunlong and Wang Ye to teach Zhang Zhiwei, this experienced Taoist priest, a lesson to his disciples.

There's nothing we can do. Zhou Sheng and Song Mian are both useless. What can Zhou Meng, who can't even beat Hong Yin when he's in a crazy state, do?
Song Mian was knocked away. Hong Yin watched Zhang Zhiwei walking towards him step by step. He kept moving and changing the four plates of the formation. However, no matter what kind of magic he used, he could not stop the tall figure walking towards him.

"Why are you so strong!"

A great despair rose in Hong Yin's heart.

However, just as Zhang Zhiwei was about to walk out of the coverage of his formation and come to his side to knock him down, his formation plate, which had already been disordered due to excessive movement, suddenly lit up with dazzling light again.

"Kun character, harmony number!"

(End of this chapter)