The first thousand three hundred and thirty-eight chapters capture the pen as a knife
Zhao Shuhang frowned, Luo Wuhua's eyes flashed, and Miaozhen and Xu Qiulan's pretty faces changed drastically. The former looked incredulous, but the latter looked worried.
"Why, Brother Zhao doesn't want to give me this opportunity?"
Wu Ming changed from his previous amiable approach and looked down at Zhao Shuhang, who had not stood up, with a somewhat aggressive tone.
call!
For a time, in the dull atmosphere, only the sound of somewhat stagnant breathing was left.
"Brother Zhao, since Brother Wu invites you kindly, it's not a big deal. Just call it a day and let him fulfill his martial aspirations!"
Luo Wuhua said softly.
"Brother Zhao is now a semi-saint, with unparalleled power. He once defeated a second-level demon king, and is on the verge of breaking through. The prince is only a peak grandmaster, so there is no need to fight!"
Xu Qiulan frowned slightly.
Although he was speaking truthfully, anyone could tell that his words were biased towards Wu Ming, and he pointed out Zhao Shuhang's current level of cultivation, which was obviously a reminder.
Miaozhen glanced at her in surprise, as if she didn't expect that Xu Qiulan would still side with Wu Ming under Zhao Shuhang's overwhelming pressure.
But seriously speaking, it is not a partial gang, because this is the fact.
No matter how outstanding Wu Ming is, how can he fight against Zhao Shuhang, who has the appearance of a saint and is the leader of today's young warriors?
After all, the gap in cultivation is so huge that it cannot be bridged by a moment of courage!
It was precisely because of this that even if he won, it would be a weak victory, so Zhao Shuhang hesitated, and he couldn't figure out what Wu Ming was thinking.
Could it be said that he is not afraid of being killed in a martial arts fight?
It is impossible for the two of them to use any treasures when proposing a martial arts fight like this. The difference in cultivation is enough to use certain special methods in a crushing situation!
Perhaps Wu Ming had made some preparations or relied on something to prepare for the saint's visit in advance, and he was not afraid of a sneak attack by a top semi-saint. However, if the two of them fought under a fair environment, they would be very likely to be killed!
Then why did he propose a martial arts fight? Was he confident or arrogant, or did he simply want a challenge?
Zhao Shuhang stared at Wu Ming, looking at those pristine eyes, and found that his instinct, which had always been able to easily see through people's hearts, had lost its effect for the first time.
In other words, I have never seen through the young man in front of me!
When did it start?
Perhaps, as early as ten years ago, this young man who had to rely on himself to survive at that time was already capable of supporting the world on his own!
"As you wish!"
Zhao Shuhang stood up slowly. Under his scholar's robe, his tall figure looked outstanding, handsome and elegant. At this moment, he stood like a mountain in the courtyard.
What's more, he stands in front of the four people and is absorbed in their hearts!
The mountains stand tall!
This is the Chinese human race, Zhao Shuhang, recognized as a peerless genius, possessing the appearance of a saint, a scholar of mountains and seas, and an unparalleled scholar in the country!
Even the unruly true leaders of the Tianpin Sect and the self-proclaimed direct descendants of the family are all dwarfed by him!
The demons and savages obey his wisdom, the demons frighten his power, and the humans respect his virtues!
Luck and destiny come together in one body, the destined son of destiny in all the temples, the trend-setter in contemporary China!
"please!"
Wu Ming smiled slightly and stretched out his hand.
He said he was asking, but before he finished speaking, the figure twisted. Under the gaze of the four people, the majestic wind blew slowly, and it actually floated away, turning into an afterimage!
It is not difficult for anyone present to leave an afterimage, but it is difficult to make the afterimage sluggish and solidify, and it is even more difficult to do it silently and without any power fluctuations.
This shows that Wu Ming's control over his own power has reached an outrageous level, and it cannot be overstated!
Demonstration?
Wu Ming is not so superficial. For him, this is just the simplest move.
"Please three of you to look after the people in this town!"
While Zhao Shuhang was talking, he had disappeared.
"Making things simple! It's just that Brother Zhao can reach the true meaning of martial arts. It's incredible that Brother Wu is so proficient in it!"
Miaozhen's beautiful eyes widened.
"As early as three years ago, he had already touched upon the concept of reducing complexity into simplicity, but he was far from being as proficient as he is today. He never thought that after three years of hard work, not only did he not damage the true meaning of martial arts, but he went further, becoming more and more harmonious, with almost a trace of it.
Transform decay into magical truth!”
Luo Wuhua smiled bitterly.
During the First World War, few people except those who participated in the war were aware that Wu Ming had reached this level, and they were all given a hush-hush order afterwards.
They were not talkative people to begin with, and with Wu Ming being captured and suppressed for three years, no one paid attention to them anymore.
"A strange person!"
Xu Qiulan's beautiful eyes sparkled slightly. She was not extremely beautiful, but a trace of disappointment flashed across her pretty face. "Such an unparalleled genius is the pillar of our human race. Why should we be forced to do so without any bottom line?"
"Why!"
Miaozhen shook his head and sighed.
She didn't understand it in the early years, but as her experience grew, she was exposed to more and more secrets, and she gradually understood why things developed to this point.
But so what if you understand?
The general trend is irresponsible, and it is no longer something that individual will can change!
Even if the Holy Temples now withdraw their orders and are willing to accept Wu Ming again, with his temperament, will he choose to surrender, swallow his anger, and forget the past?
"Things are irreversible!"
Luo Wuhua shook his head.
As an indirect or direct participant in a series of events, no one knows better than him how Wu Ming survived step by step.
Even if he is an enemy, he still has great respect for him. If he were another person, even if he was a top semi-saint, he would probably have grass on his grave!
Looking at each other in silence, the three of them raised their heads and looked straight into the depths of the clouds beyond the reach of ordinary people. There, there were two handsome figures standing opposite each other!
"You've grown up!"
A hint of complexity flashed across Zhao Shuhang's Gu Jing Wubo's starry eyes.
"People always have to grow up!"
Wu Ming said calmly.
"Can you stop?"
Although Zhao Shuhang knew it was impossible, he still wanted to try his best to persuade him to stay.
"There will come a time when we stop!"
Wu Ming smiled.
Zhao Shuhang's pupils shrank.
It's very simple, either Wu Ming dies or all his enemies die, there is no third possibility!
"Let's take action. I have long wanted to learn the unique skills of the scholars from Shan Hai!"
Wu Ming bowed slightly, his expression calm and calm.
"The human race cannot withstand civil strife!"
Zhao Shuhang's handsome face was tense, and he slowly raised his right hand, making a virtual pinching gesture.
"After I die, even if the floods surge to the sky!"
The corners of Wu Ming's mouth were slightly raised, and the index and middle fingers of his right hand were held together like a sword, and he drew forward.
"The Master said..."
The waves in Zhao Shuhang's eyes were like the sea, the words he spoke were like thunder, and the wind was surging. The place he pinched in his right hand seemed to be a magic pen that condensed into shape, and he drew out scenes beyond imagination according to his will.
Tsk!
The clothes on Wu Ming's chest exploded, as if he was struck by thunder or chopped by a wind knife. Although there were blood stains, it was not serious. However, no matter how he waved his right hand, he could not injure Zhao Shuhang at all.
It was as if there was an invisible chasm between the two, blocking all attacks!
There is no terrifying power, only the calmness of the clouds, the casual gestures that seem to be commonplace, but there is an unimaginable super murderous intention!
With simplicity reduced to complexity, everything seems ordinary and normal!
If ordinary people saw it, they would definitely think that these were just two lunatics, and even a great master might not be able to see anything.
But the three people in the courtyard, from the initial solemnity, all looked like they were intoxicated.
Turn complexity into simplicity and reveal the Taoist charm!
Although it’s just a little bit, and it’s not suitable for you, you can attack jade with stones from other mountains!
For the three talented people, this is a rare opportunity!
Even after watching it for a while, I actually forgot that this was a life-and-death fight. I was immersed in it and couldn't help but start discussing with each other.
"Brother Zhao, this is a Confucian who uses his pen as a sword, his tongue is like spring thunder, and his mouth contains the principles of the Constitution!"
Luo Wuhua praised.
"Not only that, Confucianism is the root, martial arts is the supplement, and the Taoism is even more extraordinary. Brother Zhao is worthy of being a martial arts model for our generation!"
Miaozhen was filled with emotions.
"Except for the late Mr. Linyuan, there are only a few Confucian gentlemen who can apply Confucianism and martial arts to such an extent!"
Xu Qiulan sighed quietly, but what was reflected in her beautiful eyes was another figure, "But now it seems that Brother Wu's true meaning of martial arts seems to be even better!"
"good!"
Luo Wuhua smiled bitterly and nodded.
The scene that the three of them imagined would be a life-and-death fight did not appear. The two of them had a tacit understanding and competed with each other based on their true martial arts.
In this way, innocent people will not be hurt, but there is no guarantee that real fire will not break out, which is why the three of them stayed in the hospital.
Although this battle is rare in a hundred years, and it is a rare opportunity for the three of them, there is inevitably a trace of bitterness in their hearts.
After all, as one of the few supreme geniuses in the world, the true meaning of martial arts is still in the realm of perfection. While polishing his own martial arts, he is working hard to lay the foundation of the holy way.
But of these two people, one has already broken through to the semi-saint level and is ready to take the next step, while the other can step out at any time and, as a grand master, show off the half-saint power with every move he makes!
Even for the three geniuses, when facing Wu Ming, although they did not directly accept his pressure, their current senses are that of a real semi-saint!
What’s even more unacceptable is that Wu Ming’s true martial arts skills seem to be even higher than Zhao Shuhang’s!
Tsk!
For half a quarter of an hour, the two of them were separated at the first touch, their clothes were smeared and rags were flying like butterflies, but anyone with a discerning eye could see that Wu Ming was defeated!
Wu Ming, who was covered in blood, faced Zhao Shuhang, who was spotless and elegant in Confucian clothes, and decided to judge!
But the three spectators had no reason to think that Zhao Shuhang had lost!
Zhao Shuhang, who is a semi-saint and is capable of defeating the second realm demon lord and is famous all over China, has already lost against a peak grandmaster after fighting for so long!
Even though there are many restrictions that the two of them consciously keep!
Both of them were smart people. They knew which way the other would choose to fight as early as the moment they opened their mouths, so they consciously climbed into the air to avoid hurting innocent people.
"I have learned the unique skills of Jixia Academy!"
Wu Ming took a deep breath. Although he was riddled with scars, his thin body was as tall and straight as a mountain.
Zhao Shuhang's eyes twitched. How could he not know that Wu Ming was testing the Confucian secrets of Jixia Academy?
To put it further, it is preparing for the next face!
Let me ask, apart from him and the major teachers and teachers, who among the disciples of the Academy would be the opponent if he faced Wu Ming alone?