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With Li Wutan's cultivation reaching this level, any movement is as if under his nose. He looks at Murong Fu and Duan Yu from afar with a trace of disdain on his face. At the same time, he holds Wang Yuyan tightly in his arms, looks around proudly, and even holds Kang Min's hand with one hand, "See if you, Old Duan, are angry!"
As for Quan Guanqing and Bai Shijing?
I’ll give you a ride when I have the chance, and when I’ve had enough fun, I’ll send Kang Min down to accompany you!
Even though Kang Min knew that Li Wuotian's action was only to stimulate the people present, she still could not hide the joy in her heart. She tilted her body and fell softly into his arms, full of charm and shyness.
Wang Yuyan gave this bitch a fierce look, she didn’t expect her to go even further!
As for Duan Zhengchun, Quan Guanqing, Bai Shijing and others, they were already filled with murderous intent. If they were not afraid of this man's strength, they would have wanted to kill Li Wuotan right now.
Having enjoyed all the good fortune, Li Wutan, with the two women on his left and right, sat down at the top, among the top masters, under the guidance of a Shaolin monk of the Xuan generation.
Seeing that Abbot Xuanci was about to announce the start of the martial arts conference, Li Wutian smiled strangely and said, "Since the Ming Wang is here, why don't you come over and have a chat?" Seeing the ugly faces of the Shaolin monks, he said, "Come and sit next to me. With me here, I'm sure no one will be able to beat you up."
The words of Taoist Li Wuotan made the Shaolin monks change color. Jiumozhi is now the biggest shame of Shaolin Temple. They didn't expect Taoist Li Wuotan to expose his shortcomings in public. It was really hateful!
Now that there are tens of thousands of heroes in the field, the Shaolin Temple cannot fight for the words of one person, but now the eyes looking at Li Wutian are filled with coldness. It is obvious that they have a grudge against him. If there is a chance, the Shaolin side will definitely He didn't mind striking hard, killing the lawless people, and ridding the world of evil "scum" like Li Wutian.
"Haha! I'm here, and I didn't expect that Fellow Daoist Li is here too. I have to rely on you for your help, otherwise I wouldn't dare show up to avoid being beaten up!"
"Swoosh, swoosh, swoosh" Jiumozhi, wearing a bright red cassock, glided in from the forest a mile away.
Abbot Xuanci and others looked at Jiumozhi in silence. The hatred between the two sides was not small. This monk broke the myth of Shaolin's invincibility. This time the two sides just happened to settle their grudge.
As for the masters from other parties, they all looked at the Shaolin monks with amusement. Jiumozhi picked Shaolin, which brought shame to the Central Plains martial arts world, but the Shaolin sect suffered the greatest loss.
Li Wutan, the top evil master, is a member of the Central Plains martial arts world. His record of one win and one draw with Jiumozhi has long been circulated.
From this we can see that there are many hidden dragons and crouching tigers in the Central Plains martial arts world. The foreign monks are no match for the Central Plains martial arts world. The only one that is weak is the Shaolin Temple!
"It's true that each generation of Shaolin Temple is getting worse than the previous one!" The heroes' hearts were filled with evil thoughts.
"Um, you! That's you! Give King Ming a seat." Li Wutan smiled at Jiumozhi, then pointed at an old man beside him and chased him away.
"You? Do you know who I am?" The old man stood up suddenly, pointing at Li Wuotan angrily with a blushing face.
"How dare you! How dare you point your finger at the master!" Kang Min's face turned cold and her graceful figure moved. The old man felt a flash before his eyes and just as he smelled a faint fragrance, he felt a pain in his wrist. With a "click", his right wrist was broken by Kang Min. Without waiting for the old man to react, Kang Min slapped the old man's chest with a "bang". The old man flew backwards a dozen feet and knocked over several tables and chairs, shocking others so much that they all retreated.
"Haha! Thank you, Fellow Daoist Li!" Jiumozhi smiled proudly. He didn't expect that because of Li Wuotian's support, he would have the opportunity to appear in such a grand occasion.
Kang Min's actions shocked the entire audience. How could a delicate young woman have such power?
The old man is Master Liu Minghao, the martial arts saint who is feared throughout Zhongzhou!
The seventy-year-old old man, the leading figure in the martial arts world, was famous for his martial arts sword. In his middle age, he was already a first-class master in the martial arts world. He did not expect to lose face this time. A young woman beat the old man so hard that he could not get up for a long time.
Duan Zhengchun, Quan Guanqing and Bai Shijing all looked unhappy. Is this still the Kang Min they knew?
With such martial arts skills, these three people are no match for him!
Li Wutan glanced at Liu Minghao who was being helped up by someone, and thought to himself, if you don't have the ability, why don't you just give up your seat and be done with it?
I still need to discuss something with Jiumozhi. When I go on a killing spree later, I will need him to help take care of my family!
"Please take a seat, Your Majesty. Let us witness together this grand event of the Central Plains martial arts world." Li Wutan, who had something to ask of him, said to Jiumozhi with a smile on his face.
"Haha! Fellow Daoist Li, you are too polite. Let's sit together." Jiumozhi looked at Li Wuotian's smiling face and his heart skipped a beat. Ever since the two of them fought on Leigushan Mountain, Jiumozhi was completely afraid of this man.
Now that Li Wutan is so enthusiastic towards him, could it be that he has something to ask him?
Chapter 37: Attacking Shaolin Sect (asking for monthly tickets and recommendation tickets)
Li Wutan and Jiumozhi talked to each other, looking down on Shaolin as nothing. Their arrogant attitude angered all Shaolin monks. If there weren't so many people on the scene, this group of monks were ready to set up the Vajra Subduing Demon Formation and the 108 Arhats Formation to completely strangle the two evil masters!
Yes, now even the Tibetan state master Jiumozhi, a great monk from the Western Regions, has been labeled as a heretic by Shaolin!
If Abbot Xuanci had not tried his best to stop them, some hot-tempered monks of the Xuan generation would have been ready to argue with the two of them.
After Liu Minghao was replaced by a Shaolin monk, this small disturbance was temporarily settled.
Seeing that order was restored, Quan Guanqing and A Zi surrounded Zhuang Juxian and whispered something in his ear. The new leader of the Beggars' Sect nodded frequently.
Zhuang Juxian took a deep breath and walked slowly into the venue. Abbot Xuanci had a gloomy look on his face, but he could not stop him. It was a good opportunity to hear what this man had to say. He actually dared to use the name of Shaolin to intimidate the martial arts world.
"I am Zhuang Juxian, the leader of the Beggars' Sect. Nice to meet you fellow martial artists. Today, a martial arts conference is being held in Shaolin..."
According to Quan Guanqing's teaching, Zhuang Juxian memorized it by rote and spoke fluently. From the general situation in the world to the recent chaos in the martial arts world, Zhuang Juxian's words were also very logical. Some low-level and brainless people nodded frequently below, obviously agreeing with the words of the new leader of the Beggars' Sect who was dedicated to the public.
Li Wutan naturally would not listen to the words of such a jumping clown. He glanced at the whole place from time to time to see if the person who would settle the cause and effect had arrived. He also had a gentle conversation with Jiumozhi, showing a warm scene of old friends meeting.
At this time, Zhuang Juxian finally finished his long speech. He turned around and said loudly: "Abbot Xuanci of Shaolin Temple, Shaolin is the leader of all the martial arts sects, and the Beggars' Sect is the largest gang in the world. They have always coexisted in the Central Plains without being subordinate to each other. Today we have to decide who is better. The winner will be the leader of the martial arts world, and the loser will obey the orders of the leader and must not disobey."
After saying this, he glanced at the faces of the heroes and said, "Heroes from all over the world are all gathered in Shaoshi Mountain today. If anyone is dissatisfied, you can challenge the leader of the martial arts world." The implication of his words was as if he was already the leader of the martial arts world.
With a "puff", Li Wuotian laughed. How could this kid dare to say such arrogant words?
Seeing this, Jiumozhi clasped his hands together and said, "In my opinion, the position of leader of the Central Plains martial arts world must belong to Fellow Daoist Li."
"How can a monk like me covet fame and fortune? I don't even want to be the leader of the martial arts world!" Li Wutian waved his hand and smiled faintly, thinking to himself: "I don't even look down on a big force like the Xiaoyao Sect, so what's the use of these tens of thousands of trash now?"
Although Xuan Ci was reluctant to fight Zhuang Juxian, he had challenged him openly in front of all the other heroes, so there was no reason for him to back down. He put his palms together and said, "For hundreds of years, the Beggars' Sect has been the chivalrous sect of the Central Plains martial arts world, and all heroes in the world look up to it. The monks and lay disciples of my sect have always respected your sect very much. The friendship between the Beggars' Sect and the Shaolin Sect has lasted for hundreds of years, and the harmony has never been damaged. I don't know why Sect Leader Zhuang suddenly came to question me today, and I hope to hear your advice."
Li Wutan frowned slightly. Monks just talk too much nonsense. If you want to fight, fight quickly. I will start a massacre later!
"Xuan Ci! Why do you have to pretend to be confused? Now everyone in the world knows that Shaolin is weak and cannot bear the title of the best in the Central Plains. Today, Gang Leader Zhuang comes here to step on your Shaolin Temple and intimidate the world! If you are afraid, just kneel down and beg for mercy. I believe that Gang Leader Zhuang will not kill you because of the good relationship between your two factions!" Li Wuotian's voice resounded throughout the martial arts arena, and the heroes were in an uproar.
Some people who only have muscles but no brains suddenly realized that this is what is going on!
For a moment, everyone looked towards Shaolin Sect's abbot Xuanci, but there was more contempt in everyone's eyes. It was obvious that as a martial artist, one's life was one of blood and knife. Cowards were the soles of martial artists' feet, at the bottom of the contempt chain!
Li Wuotian's old acquaintances all looked at him sideways, looking at his arrogant appearance, secretly clicking their lips in amazement, thinking that this guy was really bold!
Even Jiumozhi, who had challenged Shaolin once, secretly admired Li Wutian's courage. How arrogant was he? He didn't even give the Shaolin Temple a single bit of face!
Sure enough, as the whole audience was in an uproar, all kinds of voices became boiling.
The people of Shaolin Sect all looked unhappy and were very angry. Even the shrewd Abbot Xuanci could not endure it.
"It seems that Taoist Master Li is deliberately looking for trouble with my Shaolin Temple? If so, just write down whatever you want and we, the Shaolin sect, will take it!" Abbot Xuanci said in a deep voice. A big battle was not a problem and the reputation of Shaolin had to be maintained.
“Xuan Ci, please don’t say harsh words. I have come here today obviously to cause trouble. You should get rid of the Beggars’ Sect first. Otherwise, Shaolin has no qualifications to compete with me!” Li Wuotan was naturally not polite in the face of Abbot Xuan Ci’s questioning and directly retorted.
Abbot Xuanci was secretly annoyed, but people in the martial arts world still value strength. Li Wuotian's kung fu was far superior to Jiumozhi's, so naturally, their Shaolin was no match for him!
The outcome of today's matter should be determined by the strength of martial arts, not by words or arguments.
"That's right! What Wufadao said is true. Are you Shaolin scared?"
"If you want to fight, do it quickly. I'm already sleepy!"
"Haha! I don't think that Shaolin is that great. They were probably scared out of their wits by Jiumozhi. Now they are scared when facing the world's largest gang, the Beggars' Sect!"
"Damn it! I used to be somewhat in awe of these monks, but it turns out they are just bullies who only care about the weak and fear the strong!"
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Xuan Ci, who was highly skilled in martial arts, could hear the voice clearly. He calmed himself down, took a deep breath, took a few steps forward, and said, "Boss Zhuang, since you insist on my taking action, it would be disrespectful to your sect if I refused to do so out of consideration for the hundreds of years of friendship between your sect and mine."
His eyes slowly swept over the crowd of heroes, and he said loudly: "Heroes of the world, everyone has witnessed with their own eyes today that my Shaolin sect has absolutely no intention of competing with the Beggars' Sect for supremacy and victory. It is actually the Beggars' Sect leader who is pressing us step by step. I have no way to retreat and no way to avoid him."
The heroes all said, "Yes, we all saw it with our own eyes, let's get started!"
At this time, the heroes in the back mountain of Shaoshi Mountain were obviously fed up with the nagging of Abbot Xuanci. Originally, everyone was in awe of the reputation of Shaolin School, but Shaolin Temple was attacked successively by the Tibetan National Master Mahavira Jiumozhi, the leader of the Beggar Gang Zhuang Juxian, and there was also the sarcasm of the Taoist Li Wuotian. Everyone's awe also dissipated a lot, and they dared to urge the nagging Abbot Xuanci.
Li Wutan was playing with people's hearts. Seeing the changes in people's emotions at this moment, he naturally understood that after repeated attacks on Shaolin Sect, Shaolin's reputation as the world's number one sect was completely ruined. As long as Zhuang Juxian could control Abbot Xuanci's martial arts, Shaolin would surely be defeated.
Chapter 38 Xiao Feng is coming (asking for monthly tickets and recommendation tickets)
The battle between Shaolin and the Beggars' Sect finally began. Li Wutan achieved his purpose of watching the show, so he remained silent and watched Shaolin make a fool of itself with a smile on his face.
“Before the big show starts, we need a clown like Zhuang Juxian to warm up the audience.” Li Wuotan held Wang Yuyan in his arms and whispered beside her crystal earlobe.
Wang Yuyan blushed and secretly blamed so many people for watching!
After receiving Wang Yuyan’s eye roll, Li Wutan laughed but didn’t take it seriously. Why should he consider other people’s preferences when doing things?
Kang Min leaned on the other side of Li Wuotian, her face full of jealousy, envy and hatred. Ever since she was transferred by Li Wuotian to be a maid, she has completely obeyed Li Wuotian. Her biggest desire now is to compete for favor with Wang Yuyan. Unfortunately, facing Wang Yuyan, this little white lotus, her status is too far behind.
Li Wutan glanced at Kang Min, then touched Kang Min's little head with his other hand, looking leisurely as if he was teasing a puppy.
At this time, the competition below officially began.
Xuan Ci said: "I will use our sect's Great Vajra Palm to counter the gang leader's Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms, and use the Demon Subduing Zen Staff to counter the gang leader's Dog Beating Stick." He put his palms together, performing the starting posture of the Great Vajra Palm "Saluting to the Tathagata". His face looked amiable, but the straps of his monk's robe shot straight to the left and right, showing that this move contained extremely deep internal strength.
Zhuang Juxian didn't say anything else. He chopped out in the air with his left hand and followed with his right palm with extreme swiftness. The force of the left palm was initiated first and arrived later, while the force of the right palm was initiated later and arrived first. The two forces intertwined forward, in an extremely strange way. The forces of the two palms met halfway, and with a sound of "bo", they canceled each other out. The two ends of the belt around Xuan Ci's waist broke at the same time, and flew about ten feet to the left and right.
The strength of Xuan Ci's body was dissipated by the defensive posture of "Paying Homage to the Tathagata", but the belt that floated to Xuan Ci's side was broken by his palm power.
When the Shaolin monks and the heroes saw it, they immediately shouted: "This is the evil martial arts of the Xingxiu Sect!"
"It's not the Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms!"
Someone among the Beggars' Sect disciples even shouted, "We are competing with the Shaolin Sect, we cannot use evil Kung Fu!"
"Boss, you should use the Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms!"
When Zhuang Juxian heard the loud shouts of the crowd, he couldn't help but hesitate and couldn't use the second move.
Li Wutan found it amusing and looked at the purple-clothed girl in the Beggar Gang. This little devil seemed to be Ah Zi. Zhuang Juxian obtained the Yi Jin Jing from Shaolin and activated the martial arts of the Xing Xiu Sect. He practiced both good and evil and had a bright future. It was a pity that he was ruined by this little devil.
All that was heard was the clear voice of A Zi, saying, "Hmph! How can the Beggars' Sect's kung fu compare to the Star Constellation Sect's martial arts? Zhuang Juxian, go kill that old dog Xuan Ci!" A Zi envied the loving life of Xiao Feng and her sister A Zhu, and when she was bored, she learned that the old immortal Star Constellation had died in the Central Plains. She had no worries anymore, so she brought her dog Zhuang Juxian to the Central Plains.
I meet Quan Guanqing by chance. Quan Guanqing is known as the "Ten-Perfect Scholar". He is a top figure in the martial arts world in terms of his scheming and methods. Isn't it easy for him to control a little girl like A Zi who is just smart and eccentric?
Soon under Quan Guanqing's persuasion, Zhuang Juxian became the puppet leader of the Beggars' Sect, and the power of the Beggars' Sect fell into the hands of Quan Guanqing and A Zi.
Abbot Xuanci is the enemy who killed his brother-in-law Xiao Feng's father and mother. Quan Guanqing also wants to use Zhuang Juxian's superb martial arts to restore the prestige of the Beggars' Sect. The two hit it off and came up with this big drama of the martial arts conference.
The inside story of this matter is not known to outsiders, but the development of this matter is very much in line with Li Wuotan's idea. He was just looking for an opportunity to raid Shaolin and take all the scriptures in the Sutra Library.
Having cultivated to this level and made a great reputation in the martial arts world, Li Wutan naturally disdained to sneak into the temple to learn various scriptures. If he wanted to rob, he would just knock on the door openly!
Today is an opportunity to wipe out Shaolin in one fell swoop. Anyone who dares to stop him will be killed. Jiumozhi is the backup he left behind to protect Wang Yuyan's safety in the chaos.
However, just as Zhuang Juxian followed A Zi's orders and continued to attack Abbot Xiang Xuanci, forcing the leader of the world's largest sect to retreat step by step, the sound of horse hooves was heard again on the mountainside.
Li Wutan stood up and looked into the distance. Sure enough, it was Xiao Feng and the Eighteen Riders of Yanyun galloping towards them.
Amidst the clamor, a majestic voice suddenly came from the foot of the mountain, saying, "Who said that the Xingxiu Sect's martial arts is better than the Beggars' Sect's Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms?"
The sound was not very loud, but it was clearly heard by everyone. Everyone was stunned and fell silent.
But then the sound of hooves was heard, and nineteen horses came up the mountain like a gust of wind. Although there were not many people, their momentum was as strong as that of a mighty army. The eighteen riders in front came close, pulled their horses to the sides, and the last rider came out, and it was Xiao Feng who had not been seen for a long time.