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Chapter 28 Wudang Bright Jade Kung Fu

"Good morning, senior." Wen Tao didn't know what bad thoughts were in their hearts, pretending to be innocent and innocent, and greeted Shen Aojun.

Jiang Shaoling glanced at Wei Luoxiang, and bent the silver chopsticks with his right hand holding the chopsticks. Wen Tao bumped Jiang Shaoling lightly, signaling him not to be impulsive.

Jiang Shaoling closed his eyes and took a deep breath, put down the chopsticks in his hand, and said to Wei Luoxiang with disdainful eyes: "I am not your opponent now, and I will definitely cut you under the sword with my own hands in the future."

"Then I'll kill you now to avoid future troubles." Wei Luoxiang frowned coldly, not giving Jiang Shaoling any leeway.

"Okay, okay, I haven't had enough fighting for a day." Wen Tao got up quickly and became a peacemaker.

"Okay, Luo Xiang, you are a senior after all, so why bother with a junior." Shen Aojun was also comforting Wei Luoxiang.

Wei Luoxiang glared at Wen Tao fiercely, turned his head and left, leaving behind Wen Tao who didn't know why, Shen Aojun shrugged towards Wen Tao, not knowing what he wanted to express.

The three of them came and went quickly, Wen Tao imitated Shen Aojun's back, shrugged his shoulders and made a grimace.

"Master Wen, I'm Su Hong, don't take the liberty." Wen Tao pulled Jiang Shaoling to sit down, and Su Hong brought three old monks over to say hello.

"It's easy to say, I have admired the great name of Su Daxia for a long time, if Su Daxia doesn't dislike it, please sit down and talk about it." Wen Tao moved two stools, motioned for a few people to sit down, and then hesitated: "These three masters..."

Suddenly, Su Hong introduced: "This is my senior disciple of Luohan Hall in Shaolin Temple, Senior Brother Yuan Xing, this is Senior Brother Yuan Jie from Bodhidharma Hall, and this is Senior Brother Yuan Ku from Bodhidharma Hall."

The three of them proclaimed "Amitabha Buddha" in unison, and Yuan Xing, who was about [-] years old, was probably a representative of several people, and said to Wen Tao: "Sect Master Wen has an extraordinary bearing, and the poor monk who fought with Senior Wei yesterday is in good hands. In my eyes, but in my heart, I am ashamed of myself. Sect Master Wen has such cultivation at such a young age, and he will be extraordinary for a long time in the future..."

Wen Tao looked at Yuan Xing, wide-eyed and small-eyed. He didn't know what Yuan Xing wanted to express, but Yuan Xing continued: "The poor monk went down the mountain this time, he was ordered by the abbot. If there are people in this martial arts conference He was cruel and merciless, so he taught the poor monk to save a life and build a seven-level pagoda."

Wen Tao understood that on the one hand, this roundness wanted to make friends with him, and on the other hand, he also liked his own martial power. He won a support in the martial arts conference. With the foundation of Shaolin Temple, he did not need the martial arts leader to set it off at all. On the contrary, as long as the Shaolin Temple's slogan of compassion is launched at the martial arts conference, Shaolin Temple's action this time will be complete.

Seeing through does not mean telling the truth, Wen Tao cupped his hands to Yuanxing, and said: "Shaolin Temple is merciful, and I admire it very much. If there is anyone who can help me, Master Yuanxing only needs to confess, and I will be a martial artist." A force."

Seeing that his goal had been achieved, Yuan Xing did not linger, and instead lobbied other targets, but Su Hong stayed behind, and smiled at Wen Tao: "Sect Master Wen's skills are unfathomable, I wonder if I can give you some advice?"

Wen Tao was dumbfounded, and then joked: "Didn't you say that the monks are compassionate, why are you so aggressive?"

Su Hong laughed, touched the hair that would grow on the top of his head, and said: "So I have changed from an inner disciple to a lay disciple. I am happy to see Lie Xin, and I hope Master Wen will give me some advice."

Before Wen Tao could speak, Jiang Shaoling hummed, "You are defeated."

Su Hong was not angry, and said with a smile: "It is a fact that I am not as skilled as others, and it is also a fact that I want to ask Master Wen to discuss and give advice. Jiang Shaoxia will not refuse to give this opportunity."

Jiang Shaoling snorted coldly and stopped talking. Wen Tao looked at the two of them. This Su Hong was defeated by Jiang Shaoling, and he was not angry when facing Jiang Shaoling's irony. People who are willing to fight a losing battle in front of hundreds of people in the rivers and lakes, there is no ghost in it.

Wen Tao thought for a while, figured out the way to do it, got up and said: "Since Su Shaoxia is interested, I will give up my life to accompany the gentleman, please!"

Sensing the sudden fighting intent emanating from Wen Tao, Su Hong was taken aback for a moment, then laughed boldly, said please, and the three of them moved to the outer courtyard of the inn.

"Hey, look, isn't that the head of the Wudang sect and Su Hong from the Shaolin Temple? What's going on with them?" A young man dressed as a beggar pointed at the person next to him.

The man glanced at the slovenly beggar in disgust, but was attracted by the beggar's words, ignored the beggar's hand passing over his body, carefully looked at Wen Tao and Su Hong with solemn faces, and said to the beggar beside him : "Do you think they are going to have a showdown?"

The man didn't hear a response for a long time, turned his head and saw that the beggar had long since disappeared, the man hastily moved his hand to his waist, and the purse disappeared, the man was furious, and shouted loudly: "Stinky beggar, you stole me!" Qian, I’m going to sit in your gang of beggars.”

The people around him smiled knowingly, they were already familiar with this situation, no matter what the man was, he was also a famous person, and he didn't pay attention to such a small amount of money, he yelled a few times, and suddenly thought of Wen Tao and Su Hong outside the door There is still a duel, and they rush to the door in a hurry.

Two elegant middle-aged men stood side by side on the second floor. The man on the left had a smile on his mouth, exuding a strong scholarly aura. He was the head of Tiantian Mountain Shenjianchi... Liu Qingyi.

Liu Qingyi stood with his hands behind his back, looked at Wen Tao and Su Hong who were fighting against each other downstairs, and said with a smile, "Xiao Ye, are you still unwilling to face Sang Lan?"

The man on the right is about forty years old, wearing the same black clothes and black shoes. Hearing Liu Qingyi's words, the man shook his head slightly and said, "Differences do not conspire with each other, Sang Lan, hey."

Liu Qingyi didn't answer, but changed the subject and said: "You said that what that kid learned is really Ziqi Tianluo?"

"So what if it is, so what if it's not." Jiang Xiaoye said indifferently: "Look at those who have learned Ziqi Tianluo, which one ended well."

"Xiao Ye, something is wrong with you these days." Liu Qingyi was dissatisfied when he heard Jiang Xiaoye's words, and said, "As the leader of the martial arts, shouldn't you take care of the reappearance of such evil martial arts like Ziqi Tianluo? Do you want a tube?"

Jiang Xiaoye turned a deaf ear to the dissatisfaction in Liu Qingyi's words, "Martial arts are dead, but people are alive. Is Wei Luoxiang's step-by-step lotus cultivation a decent martial art? Apart from being cold-tempered, could Wei Luoxiang have done anything harmful to nature? "

Liu Qingyi was dumbfounded, Jiang Xiaoye's words seemed reasonable, but in fact they were nonsense, he thought for a while and didn't refute, can that brat compare with Wei Luoxiang?

"Master Wen, I'm using Shaolin Dragon Claw Hands. I don't know what kind of technique Master Wen uses." Su Hong's hands were dragon claws, one hand was tilted upwards for attack, and the other was retracted for defense.

He also said that he was not probing, Wen Tao sneered in his heart, but said in his mouth: "I come from Wudang, I should use Wudang kung fu, six-layer Mingyu kung fu, please!"

As soon as Wen Tao's words came out, everyone in the room was in an uproar. Even if Su Hong is not as good as Wen Tao, if you use six levels of skill to deal with it, isn't it clear that you look down on Su Hong?
Immediately, someone shouted: "Su Shaoxia, that Lao Zi Wudang head looks down on you, use your dragon claws to tear him apart."

With a leader, there was a steady stream of booing from behind, and someone almost threw eggs at Wen Tao.

Wen Tao shrugged helplessly, and shouted to the crowd: "I said to use six levels of skill, I will use six levels of skill, and if I use one more level, I will lose."

Hearing this, Su Hong was not only not angry, on the contrary, there was a hint of excitement in his eyes, and he thought to himself, even if Jiang Xiaoye came to defeat me, he might not be able to do it easily, use all your strength, let me see your details!

Bai Qianlai outside the door listened to the voices rising and falling in the courtyard, and asked the old man in purple clothes in bewilderment, "What's going on, are they having a conflict?"

The old man in plain clothes who took the lead opened his eyes, and said softly: "There are two juniors competing in martial arts, it has nothing to do with us, just keep watch." Hearing the old man in plain clothes, the two stopped talking and sat in meditation with peace of mind.

"Su Shaoxia, please." Wen Tao restrained his thoughts, stopped playing with those people in the Jianghu, and said seriously.

"Alright, Master Wen, be careful!"

Before Su Hong could finish his sentence, he stepped hard on the ground and made a footprint on the ground. The dragon's claws seemed to be formed in his palm, and a faint sound of dragon whistle came from his palm.

"Good time!" Wen Tao exclaimed, the sixth level of Mingyu Gong reached its peak, pure Yang Zhenqi felt the pressure, sneaked into Mingyu Gong Zhenqi, Wen Tao was shrouded in a cloud, Su Hong's dragon faced a dense cloud, like a dog biting a hedgehog, unable to bite.

Su Hong is well aware of the principle that once he prospers and then declines, his aura will be interrupted if he procrastinates. Su Hong dare not be careless. The golden dragon in his palm breaks away, and the golden awn shines out, revealing Wen Tao with his eyes closed inside.

"Danger!" Jiang Shaoling couldn't help but warn, Su Hong's blow was not under his full strength, and he took a deep look at Su Hong, hiding his strength.

Wen Tao ignored Jiang Shaoling's warning, and let the golden dragon with its teeth and claws circle around him. From the outsiders' point of view, the golden dragon could swallow Wen Tao in a second. Only Su Hong knew how difficult Wen Tao was to deal with. His true energy was not enough. It took too long to turn into a golden dragon, but Wen Tao was as firm as a rock at this time, making it impossible for Su Hong to strike.

Take a gamble!Su Hong let out a long cry, the golden dragon swung its tail, and returned to Su Hong's palm. The fingers of his right hand were shrouded in golden light. Su Hong struck Wen Tao's throat with a blow. One dies.

Su Hong's right hand was in a claw, only a foot away from Wen Tao. In the midst of everyone's fear, Wen Tao opened his eyes suddenly, and slowly pushed out his right hand. He didn't have the overwhelming momentum, nor was he as domineering as before. But it made Su Hong feel irresistible.

"So overbearing!" Liu Qingyi couldn't help shouting, and Jiang Xiaoye on the side also showed a dignified look.Not to mention the onlookers, everyone was thinking about how to respond to such a simple blow, after much deliberation, they came to a frightening conclusion that they couldn't even dodge it.

What a Su Hong, faced with a blow as steady as Mount Tai, he gritted his teeth tightly, and his whole body's Buddhist true energy circulated to the extreme, and he did not hesitate to call out the innate true energy in his dantian, which was bound to be the current palm.

The palms and claws met, and the earth-shattering collision that everyone expected did not happen. Wen Tao was condescending, and the true energy in his palm was like thunderstorms. One was stronger than the other. Su Hong actually took the irresistible blow by competing his internal strength. hit.

(End of this chapter)