The Master Goes Down The Mountain: I Am Not A Son-In-Law

People were shocked.

Zhang Yang is a rising star of the Xingyi Sect, and also a young genius. He emerged in his teens, and now in his early thirties, it is said that he has reached the threshold of a master. In a few years, there will definitely be another master in the Xingyi Sect.

Unexpectedly, Zhang Yang was defeated before he even made a move.

The point is, no one saw how Li Muchen made the shot.

At this time, a person stood up from the seat of the grandmaster.

This person is Zhang Yang's master, Xingyi Grandmaster, Zhao Jinquan from Qinling.

Zhao Jinquan didn't want to make a move at first, but this time he came to Jinling, one is for Zhu Xiaoyuan's face, and the other is to bring his apprentice Zhang Yang out to see the world, hoping to help him break through to the realm of a master as soon as possible.

But I didn't expect this silly boy to jump out and become the first bird. Now he, the master, can't stand up if he wants to.

He stepped onto the stage, first clasped his fists at Zhu Xiaoyuan and Xiao Sheng: "Old Zhu, Elder Xiao, I'm sorry."

Then he turned to Li Muchen, "Qinling Zhao Jinquan, please enlighten me!"

Li Muchen nodded slightly: "Go ahead."

"Then I won't be polite."

After Zhao Jinquan finished speaking, his martial spirit erupted, and a coercive pressure spread out. He stepped out with the Seven Star Step, but only halfway through, punched with one and a half steps, and the powerful wind of the fist rushed towards Li Muchen.

But the fist hit halfway, as if it had encountered an iron plate and could not move.

Then, as if on a rebound, his body was ejected and he fell off the ledge.

Fortunately, he turned over in the air and stood on the ground, right next to his apprentice.

Li Muchen saw that Zhao Jinquan was still being polite, so he didn't do anything cruel, just forced him to step down, bowed his hands to him, and said, "Master Zhao, let me go!"

Zhao Jinquan's expression was ugly, and he said, "I admire you! I admire you!"

Then he pulled the apprentice up, shamelessly sat back on the seat of the master, but squeezed into the crowd.

This way, no one dares to challenge.

It is expected that Zhang Yang will lose, but Zhao Jinquan is a master of Xingyi who has cultivated a martial spirit. In the martial arts world, there are not many who dare to say that he is stronger than him.

He lost all, and within one move, he attacked the other's defenders, and he lost like this. If he lost so thoroughly, who would dare to take the stage?

Just when everyone thought that no one dared to go up, they suddenly heard a sneer, and a figure flew up from the crowd, flying like a meteor, over the heads of the people, and landed on the stage.

Before he fell, people only saw a series of phantoms, which showed how fast he was.

People didn't recognize him until he settled down.

"Hey, isn't this person Jian Saint Emperor Fufan?"

"It's really him!"

"Damn it, he's really here! I heard that the Juggernaut has entered the Dao with the sword, and has already surpassed the martial arts."

"Of course, otherwise, why would he be called a Juggernaut? But it didn't mean he couldn't retreat decades ago, and there are rumors that Huangfu Fan has already Ascension!"

"Tch, there's no such thing as Ascension, it's all nonsense, you have to believe in science!"

"Fuck, you are a martial arts practitioner, tell me about science? Tell me, where are the True Qi and acupuncture points on your body scientific?"

...

Huangfu Fan stood on the stage, full of arrogance, he didn't even look at Zhu Xiaoyuan and Xiao Sheng, just stared at Li Muchen.

Li Muchen had already sensed the sharp Sword Intent in the crowd.

It's just that he was very disappointed, it wasn't Tong Hao, Ye Xianlin, or Gong Xian who came, but Huangfu Fan.

This Huangfu Fan's practice path is very clear, as can be seen from the Sword Intent erupting from his body, it is the path of the ancient martial art of swordsmanship.

The cultivation base is indeed good, and it is already very close to the righteous path of the sword fairy.

The world's ancient martial arts family, who have cultivated to this level, are already quite powerful.

"You killed Huangfuyan and Huangfuxi?"

"Yes." Li Muchen answered simply.

Huangfu Fan nodded: "Okay, then you can die."

"Don't you ask me why I killed them?"

"No matter why, if you kill them, you have to die."

Li Muchen shook his head: "I saw that your sword practice is not easy, and I wanted to show you a way, but now it seems that it is not necessary."

Huangfu Fan laughed and said: "Guide me the way? You are still young, boy. In this world, there is no one who can show me the way!"

After all, a powerful energy suddenly burst out from his body, and the martial spirit appeared.

Everyone couldn't help exclaiming, because his Wuhun was not a human being, but a sword.

This is a huge sword, soaring into the sky, the Sword Intent goes straight up to the sky, the sword energy permeates, and the killing intent envelopes the audience.

The grandmasters sitting on the sidelines were also shocked.

"There is such a powerful Sword Intent in the world!"

Zhu Xiaoyuan and Xiao Sheng's expressions also changed.

Decades ago, Zhu Xiaoyuan had dealt with Huangfu Fan, and he felt that although this man was domineering in swordsmanship, he had a strange personality and was not easy to deal with.

Unexpectedly, after decades of absence, this person's sword energy has been trained to be so powerful.

He thought to himself that even if he fought against each other, he would not be sure of evading the sword.

Xiao Sheng felt the same way.

So they all looked at Li Muchen with concern.

Li Muchen stood there with a face as calm as water, as if nothing had happened.

Sword Intent is condensed, and the sword energy is getting stronger and stronger.

Huangfu Fan's whole body was integrated with his Wuhun sword.

At this moment, the entire playground seemed to be the only one left with that sword.

Then, the sword energy soared into the sky, condensed in the sky, pointed downward obliquely, and slashed at Li Muchen.

This sword can be described as earth-shattering.

People only feel that it is difficult to breathe and the heartbeat is hard to stop.

In an instant, the light and shadow on the stage drifted away, and the sword energy radiated everywhere.

The aftermath of the powerful Sword Intent and murderous aura spread to all directions.

Zhu Xiaoyuan and Xiao Sheng drew a circle on both sides, blocking the scattered aftermath with all their strength.

But it was just the aftermath that made them surge with anger and blood, and they staggered back two steps.

The people standing on the grass might not understand it, but the sitting masters could see it very clearly. If Zhu Xiaoyuan and Xiao Sheng hadn't blocked it, many people in the playground would have been killed or injured if the aftermath rushed down.

These masters are at most protecting themselves.

The strength of the sword Saint Emperor Fufan was much higher than they imagined.

After a sword strike, everything was calm.

Li Muchen and Huangfu Fan stood face to face.

Li Muchen's face was still so calm, as if nothing had happened.

Huangfu Fan turned his back to everyone, only Zhu Xiaoyuan and Xiao Sheng on both sides of the rostrum saw his face, and their expressions were very ugly.

"How...how...possible..."

Huangfu Fan's eyes were filled with disbelief, and as he muttered, blood began to flow from his nose and the corners of his mouth.

"You... are you... are you..."

Before he finished speaking, his body slowly leaned back, and he fell down on the stage, lying straight, his eyes staring straight at the sky, his eyes were full of doubts, as if he was questioning God, why such a result happened.

People are still full of questions, how did Li Muchen defeat Huangfu Fan? Because, still no one saw Li Muchen make a move.

But no one doubts Li Muchen's strength anymore.

Li Muchen stood there, facing hundreds of people in the audience, and asked loudly: "Who else?"

No one answered.

Everyone felt suffocated and stressed, and even their breathing became lighter, and they didn't dare to use force, as if they were instantly turned into students who were punished to stand, waiting for the principal's reprimand.

I don't know who was the first to say:

"I support Mr. Li as the leader of the martial arts!"

This sentence is like the first thunder on a summer afternoon, exploding on the playground.

Then, there was endless thunder, rumbling.

"I also support Mr. Li as the leader!"

...

A voice of support sounded.

Zhu Xiaoyuan and Xiao Sheng smiled happily.

Xiao Sheng announced in public: "The Huaxia Martial Arts Federation is established today. Congratulations to Mr. Li Muchen for becoming the first leader!"

The two stepped down from the stage, stood in front of the stage, led the crowd like a leader, and congratulated in unison:

"Congratulations Leader Li!"