Tang Feng couldn't help but be angry. What did these people think of him, a prisoner?
Although he did not refute the Wu family's betrayal and slander, because he knew that the current situation would be useless even if he refuted it, but this did not mean that he admitted it.
But before he could speak, Abbot Xuan Mingfu suddenly clasped his hands and said, "You two are worrying too much. Since the Tang Donor chose the Nine Difficulties, he is naturally not a person who can escape in the face of battle because of his heroic nature."
The Wudang Clan elder sneered: "It's hard to say, as the saying goes, you know the person, the face, but not the heart."
The elder of the Beggar Clan also followed suit: "Who says it's not the case? As the saying goes, you must be on guard against others."
Lord Shadow Dragon suddenly stood up, stared at the two of them and said, "Two of you, are you provoking our Dragon Team?"
When he said this, he was ready to go, and everyone present could see that this false king was really angry.
The king was so angry that he was bleeding and the oars were floating. If the shadow dragon took action, I'm afraid these two people would die on the spot.
Facing the supreme pressure of the Shadow Dragon, Wudang and the Beggar Clan elders did not dare to speak any more.
Xuan Ming shook his head slightly and said: "In this way, Shaolin is willing to guarantee its reputation for a thousand years. If this son escapes, Shaolin is willing to bear the responsibility with all its strength!"
The eighteen powerful men listened and nodded slightly.
Xuanming clasped his hands together and pronounced the Buddha's name before saying: "It's getting late. All you heroes in the world, please go to the front room to rest for the night. The martial arts competition will continue tomorrow."
After he finished speaking, hundreds of people in the audience left the stage one after another, walked out of the square, followed the rugged mountain road, and quickly returned to the Shaoshi Mountain Gate in the front mountain.
The ancient Shaolin Temple has been around for thousands of years, and although it has been destroyed in several wars, it is now getting bigger and bigger. Although it is crowded with hundreds of people, it can still accommodate a little bit.
After all, these people in the world are not very particular. Many of them live in tents, and many even stay up all night to enjoy the night view of the mountains and the morning sunrise tomorrow morning.
The heavy snow suddenly stopped, and the dark clouds in the sky gradually dispersed. At some point, a full moon suddenly appeared on the top of the mountain in the east.
On the fifteenth day of the twelfth lunar month, the full moon was bright and clear, and the moonlight and white snow complemented each other, making the entire valley shrouded in a hazy and sad beauty.
"Let's go too." Shadow Dragon walked towards Tang Feng and said softly.
Tang Feng nodded, and just as he was about to take a step to turn around, his whole body felt sore, especially the muscles and veins in his body, which caused him to stumble and almost fall over.
When everyone saw this, they all lost their countenance and ran over to help: "How is it, are you okay?"
Tang Feng quickly waved his hand and refused their help, grinning and saying: "It's okay, I'm a little injured, but I won't die yet!"
Everyone was shaking their heads and sighing secretly. They could see that Tang Feng was not just slightly injured, but was almost seriously injured. It was only because he was trying his best to support himself that no one noticed it.
Mao Shiba mentioned his dragon spear, his eyes were filled with tears when he came over, he shook his head and said: "Master, why are you doing this?"
Tang Feng smiled, did not say anything, raised his head slightly, glanced at the full moon in the sky meaningfully, and then said: "Let's go."
As he said this, he took the lead and walked towards the mountain gate ahead.
This scene was naturally seen by many people in the world who had not yet left, and they couldn't help but sigh: "It turns out that Tang Longci has been seriously injured."
"This is also reasonable. Although he defeated Elder Fuhu of the Beggar Clan, it was a miserable victory and he himself was injured!"
"Looking at it this way, I'm afraid it will be difficult for him to pass the remaining nine difficult battles tomorrow. After all, the remaining five people are more powerful than the last, and each one is stronger than Elder Fuhu!"
"Tomorrow's battle will be a sure death for Tang Long Ci. There is no way he can walk down the mountain alive!"
"It's such a pity that a generation of talented people will fall from the top of Shaoshi Mountain from now on!"
"Who can blame this? It's not that he is too ostentatious. As the saying goes, a big tree attracts the wind. His growth has made some old antiques jealous. Naturally, they must get rid of him as soon as possible. Since ancient times, are there not many geniuses who have died in the middle of the world?"
Tang Feng just listened to these whispers along the road without saying a word. His expression remained unchanged and he didn't bother to pay attention at all.
After about half an hour, we finally returned to the original Shaoshi Mountain Gate.
A middle-aged monk wearing a monk's robe said: "Dear donors of the Dragon Group, our temple has prepared a wing for you, please come with me."
Tang Feng looked at the bright full moon in the sky and suddenly said: "May I ask Master, does your temple have a secret room for practicing?"
The monk was startled and said: "Yes, there is. I don't know about Tang Donor?"
Tang Feng smiled and said: "If you have one, please prepare a room for me. It's best to be quiet. I'm going to do some exercises and adjust my breathing overnight."
The monk thought for a while, nodded and said, "I'm going to prepare now. Donor, please wait a moment."
Tang Feng didn't wait long. The middle-aged monk returned quickly, and then led several of them to the secluded practice room to the west.
"On the left is the practice room. The secret room can be locked. There is a wing next to it. You can stay here." The monk clasped his hands and said.
"Thank you, Master." Tang Feng smiled slightly.
The monk said nothing more and walked away. When he turned around, he kept sighing secretly. It seemed that he was lamenting Tang Feng's fate tomorrow.
Shadow Dragon frowned and said, "Long Ci, do you really plan to practice all night?"
Tang Feng nodded and said: "Yes!"
The Black Dragon King said: "How far can you go if you practice again and again in one night? From my point of view, the most important thing for you right now is to heal your injuries."
Tang Feng waved his hand and said: "Next, I will ask two seniors to take care of me. I don't want anyone to disturb me tonight."
The Black Dragon King wanted to say something more, but was interrupted by the Shadow Dragon with a wave of his hand: "Okay, I will live next door tonight, and no one can get even half a step closer to this secret room!"
Tang Feng nodded and said no more. He slowly walked into the secret room in front with the dragon gun in hand, and then locked it up with a clang.
The secret room is made of hard and heavy rocks. It is very solid and has only a small window. It is indeed a very good practice room.
The Black Dragon King looked at his back and frowned: "I can't see through this guy more and more. I always felt that he was a little weird just now."
Shadow Dragon waved his hand and said, "Don't worry about him for now."
At this point, Shadow Dragon's face suddenly darkened, and he said coldly to the two old men hiding in the darkness: "How are the experts from the Dark Dragon Department investigating the Wu family's affairs?"
The two Dark Dragon Masters said: "We have found people from the Wu family and have asked about the powerful Vajra Palm. The Wu family is indeed framed."
Shadow Dragon's eyes suddenly burst out with murderous intent, and he gritted his teeth and said every word: "Who ordered it?"
In the darkness, the two old men could not see their figures, only their voices came: "The people who gave the instructions are none other than Wudang Jialanzi and the third elder of the Beggar Clan."
Shadow Dragon's murderous intent became even more intense, and he asked again and again: "Have you got any evidence?"
The two Dark Dragon Masters said: "The evidence is being further searched, and we should be able to grasp it before dawn!"
Shadow Dragon immediately shouted coldly: "Tell me to go down and do my best to find evidence. Before the nine difficulties are over tomorrow, I want to see the evidence and witnesses!"
"Yes!" After the two old men from the Dark Dragon tribe finished speaking, their voices were like theirs, and they were no longer seen.
Shadow Dragon put his hands behind his back, raised his head slightly, looked at the full moon in the sky, and sighed: "Wu Family... Over the years, the Dragon Group has been silent in the world for too long, and many people have almost stopped taking it seriously!"
Having said this, he suddenly turned his head and looked at the Black Dragon King and said: "Immediately summon all the masters of the Dragon Group and rush up the mountain at starry night. Anyone who dares to act rashly will be killed without mercy!"
