Martial Arts Crossover: My Master is Huang Rong

Lin Xuan returned the greeting with a bow, his attitude neither humble nor arrogant.

The two seemed to be exchanging the most ordinary pleasantries, but in reality, from the moment their eyes met, an invisible and dangerous clash of martial arts auras had already begun!

In Lin Xuan's perception, Zhang Sanfeng was clearly sitting there, his breathing audible.

But if you close your eyes and don't look at it, you might even feel that there is nothing on that bluestone!

And when you open your eyes and look at him, you will feel strangely that he seems to have become one with the blue stone beneath him, the purple bamboo around him, and the rhythm of the flowing water in the pool!

This unparalleled state of "harmony between man and nature" caused Lin Xuan's heart to race uncontrollably, and his eyes blazed with intense excitement and fighting spirit.

"Zhang Sanfeng truly lives up to his reputation! In this world of martial arts, he is definitely the strongest being I have ever encountered!"

Lin Xuan was secretly amazed.

Just as the two were gaining mutual insights and their auras clashed.

Ah Qing, standing to the side, seemed completely oblivious to the suffocating sense of oppression.

She broke free from Lin Xuan's hand, skipped and hopped over to Zhang Sanfeng, waved familiarly, and flashed a bright, innocent smile:

"Hey! Hello, grandpa! I'm Aqing."

Upon seeing the green-clad girl who had suddenly entered the scene yet remained completely unaffected, a distinct hint of surprise flashed in Zhang Sanfeng's usually calm eyes.

He lived to be over a hundred years old; what kind of masters hadn't he seen?

However, he could not sense any fluctuation of internal energy in A Qing's body, but it exuded an ethereal aura that was close to the natural way.

"Hehe, hello little girl."

Zhang Sanfeng stroked his white beard and asked with a kind smile, "At your age, why are you traveling around with Young Master Lin?"

"Because Brother Xuan is the best to me! He takes me out to eat delicious food and see fun things!"

Aqing was not at all shy. She sat down naturally on the grass next to Zhang Sanfeng, rested her chin on her hands, and began to chat smoothly with the centenarian.

They talked about everything from the white apes in the mountains to the ice and snow on Bright Summit, and how sweet the candied hawthorns they ate along the way were.

Ah Qing's chattering and innocent demeanor instantly filled the originally solemn meeting with a warm and harmonious atmosphere.

The reason why Aqing felt an immediate liking for Zhang Sanfeng was because of her keen intuition.

Since she left the mountain, she has seen many masters from various sects at Bright Peak, including the demons of the Ming Cult.

Those people always carried a strong aura of fierce competition and bloodlust.

But Zhang Sanfeng was different.

In this old man, Aqing felt a precious sense of harmony, like a gentle spring breeze.

Sitting next to him, Aqing felt as if she had returned to that peaceful mountain forest, feeling relaxed and at ease.

Seeing the old man and the young man chatting so congenially, Lin Xuan didn't interrupt, but just stood aside with a smile.

After a while, Zhang Sanfeng turned his gaze back to Lin Xuan.

"Young friend Lin, you've traveled a great distance to Wudang this time. Surely you haven't come just to chat with this old Taoist priest?"

Lin Xuan's smile faded, and his expression turned solemn.

“Master Zhang speaks his mind directly, so I won’t beat around the bush either.”

Lin Xuan stood ramrod straight and said earnestly, "I have two things to discuss with Wudang this time."

"The first thing is a discussion on martial arts!"

Lin Xuan's eyes flashed with a sharp light, and his tone carried an undisguised challenge:

"Master Zhang is a living legend in the martial arts world for over a century. I've always been curious about just how profound and unfathomable your martial arts skills, which are praised by everyone in the world, have become?"

"Therefore, I have come today specifically to challenge Master Zhang to a duel!"

This statement came out.

The wind in the bamboo forest seemed to stand still for a moment.

If there were other people present, they would be absolutely stunned!

A young man in his early twenties dared to challenge the founder of Wudang so openly!

Faced with such a provocative challenge, Zhang Sanfeng showed no sign of anger. He raised his head and let out a hearty, loud laugh!

"Hahaha! Good! What a confident young man!"

Zhang Sanfeng stood up with a loud laugh. His originally hunched body seemed to transform into a towering and insurmountable mountain the moment he stood up!

"To be honest, this old Taoist priest is quite interested in you, Young Master Lin!"

Zhang Sanfeng looked at Lin Xuan, his eyes shining with a sense of relief at having met a kindred spirit.

"I've lived to this age and don't have many hobbies. But I've been obsessed with martial arts my whole life, considering it my greatest love."

"Back in the day, when I was young and full of vigor, I was just like you, always looking for masters all over the world to spar with."

Zhang Sanfeng sighed with emotion:

"However, time waits for no one. As I get older, there are very few people in the world who can accompany this old man to have a good sparring match."

"With such a peerless genius as young friend Lin taking the initiative to challenge me today, it's a good opportunity for this old man to stretch his bones!"

The two had a pleasant conversation, admired each other, and were preparing to engage in a spectacular battle of the century.

Just then!

A crisp sound rang out.

"Hey! Wait a minute!"

Aqing suddenly stood up, waving her little hand excitedly, and stood between the two.

"I want to fight the old man too!"

Upon hearing this...

Not only was Zhang Sanfeng stunned, but Lin Xuan was also somewhat surprised.

Although Ah Qing is a girl with superb martial arts skills, she is kind-hearted by nature and rarely has the idea of ​​fighting with others.

The reason I fought those four swordsmen at Lingjiu Palace was to clear a path for Lin Xuan.

Today, he actually took the initiative to challenge Zhang Sanfeng to a duel?

Looking into A Qing's large eyes, which were filled with a strong fighting spirit, Lin Xuan understood immediately.

Ah Qing, this is pure intuition between masters!

She sensed the natural way of returning to simplicity from Zhang Sanfeng, which aroused her desire for the purest swordsmanship, which originated from the white apes in the deep mountains!

"Since Aqing wants to play, then let's go."

Lin Xuan smiled indulgently, did not stop him, and took a few steps back to make room for him.

Zhang Sanfeng looked at the pure and innocent girl before him, a glint of interest flashing in his eyes.

He had long recognized A Qing's extraordinary qualities, and now he was even more excited.

"Hehe, alright. Little girl wants to fight this old Taoist? Then, Ah Qing, what do you want to compete with this old Taoist in?"

"Let's have a sword fight!"

Aqing raised her little face earnestly, her tone carrying a simple pride:

"Brother Xuan praised me, saying that my swordsmanship is the most powerful and beautiful in the world. Grandpa, you look very skilled, and I'd like to have a contest with you to see whose swordsmanship is better!"

"A sword duel?"

Zhang Sanfeng stroked his beard and laughed, "What a coincidence! In the past few years, I've been in seclusion, pondering and creating a strange sword technique. I was just worried about not finding anyone to test it on."

"Then today, shall we, one old and one young, spar with our swords?"

"Okay, okay!"

Aqing happily agreed.

Then.

She casually walked into the nearby bamboo grove.

With a "click".

He casually broke off a thin bamboo branch of suitable length, twirled it in his hand, and used it as a weapon.

Watching Aqing casually break bamboo into a sword.

Zhang Sanfeng nodded approvingly.

At their level, even falling flowers and plucked leaves can be deadly; the quality of weapons is no longer important.

"Even an old Taoist priest like me can't take advantage of a young girl."

Zhang Sanfeng smiled kindly and gently grasped at the air with his right hand.

"Whoosh!"

A withered purple bamboo branch, blown down by the wind, was miraculously absorbed into his palm.

One old and one young.

They stood facing each other, each holding an ordinary bamboo branch, about ten feet apart.

There was no dazzling burst of true energy, no chilling killing intent soaring to the sky.

The atmosphere in the room was peaceful and relaxed, just like a grandfather playing games with his granddaughter.

"Grandpa, I'm about to make my move! Be careful!"

Aqing greeted him politely first.

next second!

"Shh!"

Without any warning!

Aqing's figure vanished from the spot in an instant!

The green bamboo branch in her hand suddenly transformed into a blinding green lightning bolt!

There are no complicated opening moves, and no powerful internal energy to enhance them!

Only pure, ultimate speed!

It's so fast it exceeds the limits of human vision!

The bamboo branch seemed to transcend the distance of space, instantly piercing an inch into Zhang Sanfeng's chest!

Aqing's Yue Maiden Sword Technique was originally inspired by the agile movements of the white apes in the deep mountains.

She also experienced a deep fusion with nature in the mountains and forests.

Her swordsmanship had long since transcended the realm of worldly martial arts.

Without any deliberate killing intent, it can still push speed to the extreme!

Faced with such a terrifying and unavoidable sword strike, as if it were divine punishment!

Zhang Sanfeng's expression remained calm.

He didn't panic and retreat; his eyes didn't even waver.

Just a second before Ah Qing's bamboo branch was about to pierce his chest in danger!

Zhang Sanfeng slowly raised the withered bamboo branch in his hand, as if drawing a circle.

This "slowness" appears both comical and hopeless when faced with Aqing's extreme "speed".

But then something strange happened!

Just as Zhang Sanfeng's withered bamboo branch slowly traced a smooth semi-circle.

An invisible vortex, seemingly imbued with a pulling force, suddenly appeared in the air!

"despair."

A soft tapping sound.

Ah Qing's green bamboo branch, swift as lightning, pierced the vortex in an instant.