Martial arts of the heavens, I am unstoppable since I was born

Chapter 47 The Yellow-shirted Woman's Swing
On the Golden Summit of Mount Emei.

The Emei Sect received news from both the imperial court and the Huainan Mingjiao.

"Master, should we go and rescue Senior Sister Jingxuan and the others?"

"Go to Zhongnan Mountain and take revenge!"

Zhou Zhiruo, the new leader of Emei, threw the letter sent by the court into the air without any hesitation. A cold light flashed in her eyes. She waved her long and thin fingers in the air, and a visible energy force was released, which broke the letter into pieces.

The letter paper fluttered down, and the small and broken pieces were like snow in June slowly falling.

"The Yuan people are brutal, the Tartars are vicious, and there are many tortures in Wan'an Temple. If there were no value, how could my sisters and the others survive until now?"

"Why would you save them if you're already a traitor?"

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Kunlun School.

"Go up to Mount Zhongnan and kill Zhang Kuang!"

"Alright! Whoever kills Zhang Kuang will be the new leader of the Kunlun Sect!"

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Huashan School.

"What should we do?"

"If Senior Brother and the others come back, who will take the position of Sect Leader?"

"Then let's go to Zhongnan Mountain?"

"Zhang is arrogant and vicious. We are weak. Are we going to die?"

"That……"

"I haven't seen this letter!"

"We've never seen it!"

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Letters from the imperial court and the Ming Cult broke the four-year peace, and the turmoil in the martial arts world began again.

What no one expected was that the Shaolin and Wudang sects, once hailed as the leading schools of martial arts, chose to remain silent at such a tense moment.

In the past, Shaolin Temple was known in the martial arts world for its many masters and profound cultural heritage. It had previously held three demon-slaying conferences, calling on martial arts masters to gather in Zhongnan Mountain.

However, this time he pretended to be deaf and dumb.

"Monks are really useless!"

"But Wudang..."

"Well, there's only Master Zhang left in Wudang, and he's over a hundred years old. If I were that old, I'm afraid I wouldn't even be able to get out of bed. No matter how powerful Master Zhang is, how much stronger can he be?"

"But he is Master Zhang!"

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"But I am your master!"

Wudang Mountain.

Zhang Sanfeng, who came out of retreat, looked energetic, with skin as tender as a baby's, without a single wrinkle. He looked very spirited, but his hair was tangled and his clothes were tattered. He did not look like a martial arts master, but more like a beggar wandering the streets.

He smiled and said to Yu Daying who came to dissuade him, "I only regret two things in my life. One is that I didn't stop Cuishan at my 100th birthday party."

"One is that I asked your senior brother and the others to go to Guangmingding four years ago."

"I didn't move at first because I understood Tai Chi. I've practiced Taoism for my entire life, and I can't even pass on my legacy."

"Dai Yan, your master has diligently practiced the Nine Yin Manual for the past four years and has learned a great deal from it. Today, I will help you strengthen your muscles and bones and heal your injuries."

"From now on, Wudang will be handed over to you. This is the Tai Chi boxing manual, you must practice it well."

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Zhang Kuang had just packed up his things when he received news from the foot of the mountain, saying that the forces in the martial arts world were gathering again and were going to come to Zhongnan Mountain to kill him. Some Quanzhen disciples chose to flee, but some others chose to work for Zhang Kuang and collect information from the martial arts world.

Zhang Kuang: ???
"Great! I haven't even looked for them yet, and they've come to me!"

There was no anger on Zhang Kuang's face, only the joy of an impending autumn harvest. "It turns out that letting Yang Buhui go was the right thing to do. If she wasn't there, I would have to look for everyone one by one, which would have been too much trouble."

Yin Li had just packed up when he heard such "bad news". His brows, which had just opened, furrowed and he asked in a somewhat unhappy tone, "Are the Sky Eagle Cult coming?"

"Come!" the Quanzhen disciple said without hesitation, "The White-browed Eagle King has brought the entire Sky Eagle Cult out, and it's said he's even brought his two grandsons with him."

"We're waiting for them!"

Yin Li's eyes flashed with hatred that had never dissipated.

Back then, because her mother fell in love with King Yin Ye, she abandoned the power of the Thousand Spiders and Ten Thousand Poisonous Hands and became a weak woman. As a result, she was disliked by King Yin Ye because she could not give birth to a son. She and her mother were bullied by King Yin Ye's concubine and son.

In a fit of rage, Yin Li killed Yin Yewang's concubine.

In order to prevent King Yin Ye from asking Yin Li to pay for the concubine's life, her mother committed suicide.

At this point, it's no longer a matter of right or wrong.

Zhang Kuang patted Yin Li's shoulder and comforted her, "You can handle it yourselves when the time comes. I promise no one will disturb you."

"Yeah." Yin Li looked at Zhang Kuang sweetly, her eyes so sticky that she wanted to stick to Zhang Kuang.

However, Zhang Kuang did not stay in Chongyang Palace, but came to the ancient tomb.

The dragon-breaking stone at the front door of the ancient tomb disappeared and was replaced by an ordinary stone door, but it was still dim inside the passage and not much light or shadow could be seen.

Although the maids in the ancient tomb cleaned it thoroughly, the moisture inside the tomb could not be avoided.

Zhang Kuang came to the darkest room in the deepest part of the ancient tomb with ease.

It was still daytime, and the woman in yellow was practicing martial arts.

There was a thin rope hanging across the dark room, only as thick as a little finger, and the woman in yellow was moving around on it, with her skirt fluttering, and ghosts and apparitions were everywhere.

However, when the woman in yellow saw Zhang Kuang, she suddenly took up her beautiful white dress and fluttered down in front of him.

"Today is not the time for training, and I don't want to challenge you."

Even though Zhang Kuang and the woman in yellow already knew each other well, the woman in yellow still treated Zhang Kuang coldly and never showed any sign of giving in.

Zhang Kuang laughed and said, "Your Jade Maiden Heart Sutra has already reached perfection. Even without me, you can still practice on your own. It's just a little slower than practicing together."

The yellow-shirted woman frowned for a moment, then immediately regained her composure and said, "Is that what you came here to talk about?"

"Of course not," Zhang Kuang didn't even ask to be seated. He just shrugged and said, "From now on, all the masters in the martial arts world, including the imperial court, may send people to Mount Zhongnan to kill me."

"...The whole world is your enemy, haha, you really deserve to be called as such. Did you come here because you thought I would help you?" The woman in yellow was silent for a moment, then sneered.

"That's not the case. I'd rather destroy the entire world with my own strength."

Zhang Kuang opened his hands and laughed arrogantly:

"I don't need help, I just need an audience!"

"Come and watch me kill them, how about it?"

The yellow-shirted woman looked at Zhang Kuang intently and said in a serious tone, "You are my enemy, always have been, and always will be."

"Not now?" Zhang Kuang raised his eyebrows and looked at the woman in yellow, reaching out to pinch her chin.

The yellow-shirted woman didn't avoid it, but said with a flickering look, "Not today."

Zhang Kuang smiled and whispered something in her ear. The yellow-shirted woman blushed immediately, glared at him fiercely and said:
"Shameless!"

But she did not resist, and followed Zhang Kuang's embrace to the bed, "I was not conquered by you, I just want to end it with you."

"Oh."

Zhang Kuang is a double entendre.

There was no more sound in the room.

(End of this chapter)