Martial Arts Crossover: The Sweeping Monk of Wudang? That's our patriarch!

The sweeping monk sighed softly, "I am aware of the bet. I advised Tongming not to be arrogant and underestimate his opponent, but unfortunately he did not listen."

After speaking, he sighed again.

In fact, he had been watching the battle from the shadows the whole time, but he never expected that Tongming's heart meridian would be completely crushed in the final blow. By the time he tried to save him, his life had already been cut off, and even a god could not save him.

"Since you are aware of the situation, Master, you should understand that Wudang's request is not excessive."

Lin Daochen spoke calmly, yet every word was as firm as iron.

"indeed."

"Not excessive, perfectly reasonable."

The sweeping monk did not refute it, but instead readily admitted it.

"Master!" Kong Wen cried out urgently, but was stopped by the sweeping monk raising his hand.

The old monk looked at Lin Daochen, his voice still gentle, yet it carried an undeniable air of authority:

"It is reasonable for Benefactor Lin to make such a request. However, I do not wish to reason with you today. If you are still dissatisfied, then come at me."

Each word, spoken with the gentle tolling of an ancient bell, appears humble on the surface, but is in fact extremely domineering.

I'm not going to talk to you about right or wrong. I'm just telling you: I'm in charge of this.

Lin Daochen's lips curled slightly, a chill creeping in:

"So, in the end, we'll have to see who's the real deal."

"In that case, I, this humble Taoist, will gladly accept your expert advice."

As soon as they finished speaking, the two slowly walked into the arena and stood facing each other.

The surrounding martial arts practitioners were immediately abuzz with whispers:

"Who is this old monk? Shaolin has been hiding this well!"

"Never even heard of it, but that move just now was definitely from a top-tier expert!"

"Two terrestrial immortals have fallen, yet they still manage to produce such a figure... Shaolin's foundation is terrifyingly powerful!"

"..."

Amidst the murmurs of discussion, everyone's eyes were fixed on the center of the battlefield, holding their breath, eager to see just how capable this suddenly appearing old monk really was.

"Benefactor Lin, please enlighten me."

The sweeping monk spoke calmly, his hands hanging down in his sleeves, as if he were simply inviting someone to enjoy tea and discuss philosophy.

"it is good."

Lin Daochen replied with only one word, without moving his feet, but the Heavenly Prison Sword in his hand was already raised, the blade cutting through the void and leaving a mysterious and profound trajectory.

boom--!

A pure white, frost-like sword aura tore through the sky, sharp and unparalleled, carrying a killing intent that could annihilate all things, and slashed straight down!

It's still that same Great Freedom Gengjin Sword technique!

He launched his strongest attack right from the start, just to test his opponent's strength.

Faced with this earth-shattering sword strike, the Sweeping Monk remained unmoved, gently clasping his hands together.

In an instant, a wall of energy formed from condensed true qi appeared before him. It seemed illusory, but in reality, it was both soft and strong, as resilient as spider silk and as hard as diamond.

boom! ! !

The sword energy crashed violently into the wall of energy, unleashing a deafening roar.

Immediately following, a series of dense, rain-like collisions erupted as the sword energy advanced inch by inch, causing the air barrier to slowly collapse. But just as the sword energy was about to break through the barrier, it itself disintegrated into countless points of light, dissipating into the air.

Lin Daochen's pupils contracted slightly.

It's done! This old monk is indeed far superior to Tongming!

Before the thought had even formed in his mind, the sweeping monk had already stepped out.

He pushed out his palm silently and without a ripple, as if it were just an ordinary whisk.

But suddenly the world sank!

With that palm strike, the void seemed unable to bear the weight, the air stagnated, and all sound fell silent. In Lin Daochen's eyes, this palm strike was extremely ordinary, yet extremely profound, giving him a suffocating feeling that he had nowhere to dodge or retreat!

"rise!"

His robe sleeves fluttered violently, and five small swords, shimmering with spiritual light, shot out, crisscrossing in the air and instantly forming a five-element formation.

Boom—!

A sword mountain constructed from the power of the five elements descended from nowhere, sealing the sky and locking the earth, firmly trapping the palm strike!

Five Elements Heaven-Sealing Sword!

A unique skill combining offense and defense!

In an instant, the Sweeping Monk felt his palm strike sink into quagmire, unable to advance an inch. The power of the five elements entangled him relentlessly, eroding and disintegrating him. Even more terrifying, within the Sword Mountain, a sword aura fused with the essence of the five elements suddenly erupted, descending from the sky and striking directly at the top of his head!

"Wonderful! Absolutely wonderful!"

The sweeping monk sighed softly and raised his palm again.

boom!!!

Above the heavens, a golden Buddha's palm, radiating boundless light, crashed down with overwhelming Buddhist power, accompanied by faint chanting.

Click—!

The Buddha's palm crushed the void and slammed directly into the Five Elements Sword Mountain.

Rumble!!!

Sword Mountain shattered, and the Five Elements Sword Qi was instantly annihilated!

The moment the sword formation shattered, a backlash surged back and slammed into Lin Daochen's chest.

His body swayed slightly, and he unconsciously took two steps back. Although he remained as steady as a rock and his movements were extremely subtle, they were still captured by countless eyes.

"Dao Chen Zhenren...has he retired?"

The crowd erupted in uproar.

Just now he was slaying Tongming with a single strike, displaying unparalleled strength. How did he get forced back in the blink of an eye?

This old Shaolin monk... he's too eerie!

Someone frowned and whispered, "Don't forget, Dao Chen Zhenren has just gone through a fierce battle, and his true energy has not yet recovered. He is not at his peak."

"Exactly. If he had been at his peak, he might not have been at such a disadvantage."

Everyone nodded in agreement.

This is true.

But Lin Daochen himself showed no signs of defeat; on the contrary, his eyes shone even brighter.

He knew perfectly well that if he was in perfect condition, the outcome was still fifty-fifty!

"Master... is he also a terrestrial immortal?"

He didn't rush to fight again, but instead asked a question, while lightly touching his storage ring with his fingertips and quietly placing two Great Rejuvenation Pills into his palm.

"I guess so..."

The sweeping monk smiled calmly, his tone as composed as if he were discussing the weather, "I've only taken one more step than an ordinary terrestrial immortal, achieving perfection in all three aspects—cultivation, physique, and state of mind—reaching the pinnacle of this path."

"Therefore, some people call this realm... terrestrial celestial being."

"So, above the terrestrial immortals, there's actually a realm called terrestrial celestial beings!"

The surrounding martial arts practitioners were all in uproar, their pupils shrinking sharply.

They had never even heard of such martial arts secrets.

"No wonder..."

Lin Daochen nodded slightly, his eyes flashing, and asked again, "What about those above the terrestrial celestial beings?"

He was genuinely curious.

As he was asking the question, he had already raised his hand and put two Great Rejuvenation Pills into his mouth.

As the elixir was completed and the energy dissipated, spiritual power surged forth like a river, instantly replenishing the entire body and restoring combat strength to its peak.

The sweeping monk caught a glimpse of this scene, but simply smiled indifferently.

They were just some pills to restore true essence. Even though Lin Daochen's aura was currently at its peak, he didn't care at all.

From the very beginning, I never intended to take advantage of this.

"Further up... this humble monk knows very little."

"After all, I have been confined to the Shaolin Temple all my life, and my knowledge of the outside world is limited."

"However, according to the ancient records in the temple, what a martial artist seeks throughout his life is nothing more than breaking through the void."

"Perhaps, that is the end of martial arts."

The sweeping monk slowly began to explain.

"Shattering the void..."

Lin Daochen's heart stirred slightly, his thoughts churning: What are the similarities and differences between this and immortal ascension? Is there any hidden connection?

The thought flashed through his mind, but he immediately suppressed it.

The great battle is still raging, and these mysteries can be explored in detail later.

"Master, please enlighten me!"

Lin Daochen took a step forward, his fighting spirit soaring to the sky.

The sweeping monk sighed, "Why benefactor Lin be so persistent? The difference in our abilities has already been determined; you are no match for me."

"As long as the bet remains unresolved, as long as Shaolin Temple exists, the fire in our hearts will never be extinguished."

Lin Daochen's lips curled slightly, his gaze intense. "Moreover, I believe—I can beat you."

His tone was firm, his confidence as sharp as a knife.

The sweeping monk remained silent for a moment, then said no more.

"In that case, I'll take another look at your superior skills."

Before he finished speaking, a single palm suddenly rose up!

boom--!

A giant, golden hand descended from the sky, its Buddhist radiance flowing, its oppressive power like a mountain collapsing and a tsunami crashing down, directly striking Lin Daochen's head!

Lin Daochen swiftly tapped his left hand with five fingers, and five small swords of spiritual energy appeared in mid-air, instantly condensing into the Five Elements Sword Mountain, which swelled in the wind!

At the same time, the Heavenly Prison Sword in his right hand drew a Chen Ao arc and slashed out silently!

Bang Bang Bang!

The Five Elements Sword Mountain and the Golden Buddha Palm collided violently, and the violent sword energy tore through the void, turning into a dazzling white rainbow that shot towards the face of the sweeping monk!

Swift as lightning!

The sweeping monk remained unmoved, his body bursting with golden light, and his withered hand suddenly grabbed!

Boom!

A giant, golden hand appeared out of nowhere, its knuckles wreathed in Buddhist light, as if forged from Vajra, and fiercely seized the sharp sword energy!

Click!

The golden hand gripped the sword energy tightly, intending to crush it!

The sword energy, however, was unwilling to give up. It hummed and trembled, and its sharpness surged, attempting to counterattack and slash at the Buddha's Hand!

Finally, they exploded in a deafening roar, both vanishing into the void!

The sweeping monk took a step forward, his five fingers plucking a flower, and his fingertips lightly touched it!

A gigantic finger, carrying surging true energy, pierced through the air and aimed directly at Lin Daochen's brow!

Lin Daochen remained calm, raised his sword to meet the attack, his steps steady, his sword intent soaring to the heavens!

Bang Bang Bang!

Fists and palms flashed, sword energy crisscrossed, and the two clashed fiercely in a small space!

In the blink of an eye, they had exchanged several blows!

What startled the sweeping monk was that this time, he had failed to gain the slightest advantage!

He finally realized that his previous dominance was purely by chance.

If Lin Daochen hadn't just killed Tongming and hadn't been recovering from his injuries, he wouldn't have been so easily suppressed in the initial battle.

At this moment, Lin Daochen's eyes burned with fire, his fighting spirit boiling!

Tongming is too weak and cannot withstand a battle.

But this sweeping monk is the real opponent!

Just what he wanted!

All means are welcome to be used!

Boom! Crack!

The sky split open, and a thunderous sword aura descended from the heavens, majestic as a dragon, directly slashing at the Heavenly Spirit of the Sweeping Monk!

This is the Thunder Sword Technique from the Nine Heavens Thunder Control True Manual!

Just as the Sweeping Monk deflected the attack, Lin Daochen changed his sword stance again. With a turn of the Heavenly Prison Sword, another chilling white light slashed out!

Nine Heavens Thunder Control Technique, Great Freedom Geng Metal Sword, Five Elements Heaven Sealing Sword, Sumeru Thunder Light Escape...

The spells flowed smoothly and effortlessly, without any stagnation!

The ultimate profound meaning behind each supernatural power was vividly demonstrated by him at this moment!

Amidst the battle, Lin Daochen's mind and spirit became completely immersed, his essence, energy, and spirit becoming one, and he became more and more enlightened with each battle!

The more they fought, the more exhilarating it became!

Lin Daochen's magical skills exploded completely, like a long-suppressed volcano erupting.

He knew in his heart that after this battle, his combat skills would advance by leaps and bounds, reaching a completely new level.

The thought arose, and the fighting spirit was like a blade drawn from its sheath, its sharpness fully revealed. The hand seals flew, the spells were as fierce as thunder splitting the sky, and every move carried the power of destruction.

And on the other side.

The sweeping monk was equally unyielding, effortlessly employing the seventy-two Shaolin arts, his fists and palms radiating Buddhist light, a web of Zen and killing intent intertwined.

As the battle intensified, the kind-faced old monk had vanished, replaced by a martial arts fanatic with piercing eyes and a chilling killing intent.

He unleashed his true rage and his true fighting spirit.

Golden light filled the sky, illuminating the battlefield, as if the Buddha himself had descended to earth, in charge of cause and effect and reincarnation.

boom!!!

The great war broke out completely.

The heavens and earth trembled, the void cracked, mountains and rivers lost their color, and winds and clouds swirled upside down.

Two immense forces collided violently in the air, and the resulting torrents of energy swept across the surrounding area like a raging sea.

The battlefield, which had been ravaged by the battle between Lin Daochen and Tongming, was now an even more appalling sight—the earth was torn apart, ravines crisscrossed, and giant craters stretched out like falling meteorites.

The martial arts masters watching were terrified.

Even a slight graze from this level of aftershock would likely reduce someone to ashes on the spot.

No one dared to hesitate; the martial arts practitioners near the battlefield used their lightness skills to retreat desperately.

Even though they had retreated far away, they were still deeply shocked by the duel.

This battle was far more significant than Lin Daochen's previous fight against Tongming.

That match was a crushing defeat, but this battle is a true clash of titans, a battle of equal strength.

time flies.

The battle intensified, but the Sweeper Monk's expression grew increasingly grim.

The oppressive feeling emanating from Lin Daochen was escalating at a terrifying rate.

"He was just average when he was at Shaolin, how did he become so strong today?"

He was filled with doubt and unease.

But there was no time to think deeply at this moment; a swift and decisive battle was necessary.

Once the thought was made up, the sweeping monk no longer held back.