It wasn't that he didn't feel that he was not strong enough to climb over a thirty-story building, but he felt that there was still potential that he hadn't noticed yet.
Suddenly, Chen Yang suddenly felt a chill descending from the sky, as if his head had been opened and a bucket of ice cubes and water were poured into it.
The most extreme version of the ice bucket challenge.
"hostility?!"
"Who is talking about me?"
Chen Yang reacted instantly. He sensed the invisible danger based on the vague sense in the void.
"what is it then?"
Chen Yang was meditating. At the same time, in the distant Wudang Mountains, there was an old Taoist priest who was talking about him...
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"I will go to Wudang on a full moon night, and when lightning strikes the Golden Palace, I will meet all the top masters in China.
I think it's a blessing, it's worthy of a song to express my ambition!
Yours sincerely, the old man of the mountain!"
In Wudang Mountain, in the Golden Palace, which has withstood countless lightning strikes for hundreds of years, an old Taoist priest living in seclusion on Wudang Mountain held a gilded post and was silent.
Behind him, a woman in white military uniform, with bright eyebrows and a heroic spirit that is not inferior to that of a man.
"Taoist Master Hongyun, is this a statement of war?"
The woman in white military uniform looked solemn.
Taoist Hongyun slowly shook his head, put down the post solemnly, and said: "The old man in the mountain is recognized as the number one person in the world. He will never make any kind of declaration of war to others. He just gives a notice."
The old Taoist priest laughed at himself: "Feng Wu, he dislikes the old Taoist's old arms and legs, which are not enough for him to move his muscles and bones, so he specially gave us time to summon the Chinese masters to gather at the Wudang Golden Palace on the fifteenth day of this month."
Feng Wu let out a gentle breath, as if she felt the critical weight of the post, frowned and asked: "Taoist priest, the contemporary old man in the mountains, remember correctly that he traveled abroad all the way decades ago and was known as breaking the country.
From now on, he will be without a name, a family, a country, a king, a father, and a lawless one, right?"
"Yes, exactly."
Taoist Hongyun looked solemn and spoke every word:
"The best player in the world: None!"
Feng Wu was walking with long legs. Even though she was tens of meters away, she was not seen running. In just three or five steps, she stepped out of the Golden Palace. A voice came from the back:
"Taoist Master, Feng Wu returns to the capital to report. He will summon the Chinese masters to meet with this 'Wu' in the Golden Palace on a full moon night."
Taoist Hongyun slowly closed his eyes and lay down on his side in the Taoist sleeping posture.
During this process, his voice was obviously not loud, but it clearly caught up with Feng Wu's footsteps and reached her ears:
"Go and find the Chen family in Shangjing, Chen Yang!
When he was young, he once asked the old Taoist about boxing, and he was astonishing and talented, which the old Taoist had never seen in his life.
More than ten years have passed, and he should have reached that peak level."
As soon as he finished speaking, the old Taoist priest seemed to fall asleep, snoring like thunder, which threatened to shake the Golden Palace.
Feng Wu paused for a moment and murmured: "Going to the Chen family in Beijing, Chen Yang?"
"I'll go find him!"
The white military uniforms rustled in the mountain wind, and the silhouettes of people were vague, as if they were floating in the air, descending down the mountain...
...
"Huh~"
"It seems like someone is really talking about me."
Chen Yang stood up and stretched his whole body. A crisp sound sounded from every joint in his body.
"The magic stone and jade helped me break through the last hurdle of physical martial arts. As for breaking through the void, I can see the ultimate state of God."
"King Chen's golden face broke my spiritual realm and reached -
The way to sincerity can be known in advance, so the autumn wind has not yet moved but the cicadas are aware of it!"
Chen Yang subconsciously reached out and touched his forehead, as if there was an eye there, slowly opening...