"Needless to say, it must be our senior brother Qi!"
"Our senior brother Qi is in the late stage of martial arts Hualan Jin. Among the many direct disciples of Master Guanzhu, our strength is second only to senior brother Wei Ping and senior sister Zhishan. How can we win against a kid who appears out of nowhere?
Isn’t it simple?”
"That is, this guy is at best an outer disciple of our Infinite Taoist Temple. It doesn't matter how many years it has been since Uncle Chang left our Infinite Taoist Temple..."
Looking at Wan Yunting, who was upright, standing with his hands behind his back, and an invisible smile on his face, he was confronting Qi Wu who was in an attacking posture, causing the young male and female disciples who were watching around to point and whisper.
Discussing quietly.
"Elder brother, who do you think will win?"
Zeng Yongchang, who was following Wei Ping, turned around and asked.
Wei Ping has a slender figure, his hair is tied up in a Taoist bun, revealing his thin cheeks, and his slender phoenix eyes are slightly narrowed, flashing a sinister and sharp gaze. He gives people a very deep and wise feeling.
"Hard to say."
Wei Ping shook his head slightly and whispered with a smile: "Although Master Uncle Chang has been away from our sect for a long time, I heard from Master that at that time he was among the disciples of our sect, and his strength was second only to our master, so Chang
The disciples taught by my uncle should not be any worse."
"ah."
These words made Zeng Yongchang look dumbfounded. He turned to look at Li Zihang next to him with a smirk on his face, knowing that he had been tricked by this brat.
"Take the move!"
Immediately afterwards, Qi Wu's tall body rushed towards Wan Yunting. He was about 1.8 meters tall, and his green preacher's robe could not hide his burly figure. Especially his fists as big as two sandbags in his hands changed rapidly. As he moved,
With his footwork, he was in front of Wan Yunting in the blink of an eye, and hit him in the face with his right fist without hesitation.
Snapped!
Wan Yunting had a smile on his face. He had no intention of dodge. He turned his left hand into a palm to block his face. Qi Wu's sandbag fist hit his palm with a bang. In an instant, Wan Yunting turned his left hand to his arms and cooperated with his softness.
He raised his body, moved his left foot back in a half circle on the ground, and used his left hand to neutralize the power of Qi Wu's punch.
But the next second, Wan Yunting was not polite. He saw his feet planted on the horse, and his waist suddenly exerted force. Immediately, Qi Wu clearly felt a fierce force coming from his left palm, and there was a hidden secret in it.
Qi Wu's expression suddenly changed due to his strength, but without giving him any chance to react, he was pushed out by the palm of Wan Yunting's left hand, and he flew backwards four to five meters away...
rustle…
Qi Wu put his feet on the bluestone floor and staggered back a few meters. The young disciples who were watching behind him also quickly moved out of the way. Finally, he reacted with his right foot and suddenly stepped back to stabilize himself.
He suddenly raised his head and stared at Wan Yunting in front of him with wide eyes and an expression of disbelief. He muttered in shock: "What a strong An Jin!"
For a moment, the young disciples around were silent, their mouths opened wide and their eyes widened in disbelief as they looked at Wan Yunting, who had put away his horse and straightened his body, and Qi Wu, who was being stabilized...
Although they only passed one move, Qi Wu was pushed so far by Wan Yunting's palm, especially when everyone saw at this moment that Qi Wu's right fist was shaking violently uncontrollably, and he could even clearly
I felt that my whole arm was numb and I briefly lost consciousness...
"This, how is this possible!"
Zeng Yongchang's eyes widened. Although he thought Li Zihang was trying to trick him before, he felt incredible when he saw Wan Yunting and Qi Wu fighting each other and being knocked away by the opponent's palm.
After all, Qi Wu is in the late stage of martial arts, and all the brothers know it well, but Wan Yunting knocked him away with one palm. In this way, his martial arts realm is definitely higher than Qi Wu.
"Dan Jin!"
Wei Ping's slender red phoenix eyes on the side couldn't help but widen, staring straight at Wan Yunting in front of him. Because he was in the realm of martial arts Dan Jin, Wei Ping could clearly sense the energy fluctuations in the dark power inspired by Wan Yunting's left hand just now.
, and immediately concluded that he was in the Danjin realm of martial arts.
"What, he is in the Danjin realm?"
Hearing this, Zeng Yongchang's expression was shocked again, and his voice changed. He pointed at Wan Yunting in front of him and couldn't believe it: "How is it possible? How old does he look?"
"Junior Brother Wan is indeed at the early stage of martial arts alchemy."
Li Zihang next to him laughed and said: "And he only broke through some time ago. Senior Brother Qi is asking for trouble."
These words were also heard by the young male and female disciples around. When they heard that Wan Yunting was in the early stage of martial arts Danjin, they all showed disbelief and incredible expressions, pointing at him and talking about it, "How is this possible? He
He seems to be the same age as me, but he is already at the level of martial arts pill strength. This is too abnormal."
"That's right, compared with him, I feel like a waste..."
Wan Yunting smiled, clasped his fists at Qi Wu, whose expression was constantly changing in front of him, and said, "I admit it."
He had already restrained his strength just now, otherwise Qi Wu's arm would have been disabled.
Qi Wu's face suddenly turned ugly and embarrassed after he reacted, but he still suppressed his trembling right hand, gave Wan Yunting a fist salute with both hands, and said nothing.
Wan Yunting said nothing and turned back to see Wei Ping and Zeng Yongchang beside Li Zihang. He nodded and smiled.
After reacting, Zeng Yongchang nodded with an awkward expression. Wei Ping smiled and said: "Junior Brother Wan is good at martial arts. He has already broken through the realm of martial arts alchemy at such a young age. He is really a martial arts genius."
"Senior brother is joking, I'm just lucky."
Wan Yunting clasped his hands in his fists and smiled modestly and politely.
Wei Ping smiled and said nothing more.
"Junior Brother Wan, let's go to the dining hall to eat."
Li Zihang said.
"good."
Wan Yunting nodded and left with Kang Nolan and Li Zihang...
Immediately, Li Zihang thought of something, turned back and pointed at Zeng Yongchang and shouted: "Brother Zeng, remember to wash my underwear for a month."
"Smelly boy..."
Seeing the disciples around him lowering their heads and sneering, Zeng Yongchang glared angrily, but he had no choice but to let himself be tricked by this stinky junior brother.
"Senior Brother Wei, I have embarrassed Master."
After seeing Wan Yunting and the others leaving, Qi Wu came forward and said dejectedly.
Wei Ping waved his hand, giving off a gentle and approachable feeling, and said with a smile: "It's just a matter of sparring, you don't have to take it to heart, lest it affect your Taoist mind."
"I know."
Qi Wu nodded and looked at the background of Wan Yunting leaving, but still felt shocked, "I just didn't expect that he was in the martial arts Danjin realm."
"yes."
Zeng Yongchang also sighed with emotion and said: "Senior Brother, I remember that you only broke through the late stage of Huajin and entered the realm of Danjin when you were thirty-two years old, and it was Master who made a pill for you to help you break through. I guess that
For a boy to be able to break through to Danjin at such a young age, it must be Master Chang who used some unknown method to allow him to break through."
"hehe."
Wei Ping smiled, shook his head and waved his hands and said: "Okay, don't be upset here. If you have this time to talk to others, you might as well spend more time practicing your own kung fu.
Especially your junior brother Zeng, it has been several years, and Zihang has almost caught up with you before he has broken through to the late stage of transformation."
"Hi…"
These words made Zeng Yongchang embarrassed. Seeing the young disciples still gathering around him, he waved and shouted: "Why are you still holding back? Hurry up and practice."
"yes…"
Those young disciples returned to their respective seats and continued to practice Chunyang Boxing...
"Junior brother Qi, calm down, this is just a competition, don't be frustrated, you know."
Wei Ping patted Qi Wu's arm and comforted him.
"I understand, senior brother."
Qi Wu nodded. Although he felt a little unbalanced, the fight he had just had with Wan Yunting also aroused his fighting spirit to refuse to admit defeat.
"Take them to practice hard. I'll go pay my respects to Master and Master."
After Wei Ping finished speaking, he turned around and left with Zeng Yongchang.
At this time, a newly built house in the backyard of the Taoist temple was the residence of the temple owner Duan Wuyu. This house was built for him with money from Sima Boyong.
"Ahem..."
Wearing a white nightgown, Duan Wuyu was sitting on a big mahogany bed. He coughed twice and his face turned a little pale. He was not very good. His wife Yang Jingyi came in from outside. Seeing him coughing, she quickly came over to sit down.
At the bedside, he patted his back and said, "If it doesn't work, let Junior Brother Sima come over and take a look at you."
"I'm fine."
Duan Wuyu raised his old hand and waved it, exhaled a breath of turbid air, and said with a smile: "It's just the same old habit, just rest for a few days."
Yang Jingyi stood up, went to pack the Taoist robe he was going to wear today, and said, "How is your health? I don't know yet. If it's really not possible, let Wei Ping do more for you. Now he has grown up.
"
Duan Wuyu stood up and said: "Wei Ping is a little worried and it is not easy for him to take my position!"
Yang Jingyi turned around and took off the Taoist robe from the hanger next to her, shook it and put it on for him, and said: "Wei Ping is a bit deep in the city, but he is still very steady in his work. If you don't let him take over the position of Guanzhu, then what will happen to him?"
Who do you want to pick up?"
Duan Wuyu turned around, smiled at her and said, "What do you think of Junior Brother Sima?"
Yang Jingyi paused, looked up at him, and said, "Do you want him to take over your position as the temple master?"
Duan Wuyu nodded and said: "I do have this intention..."
"I object!"
As a result, Yang Jingyi directly interrupted him and said: "I can't see through Sima Boyong. Although he has done a lot for Taoism over the years, I don't think he will give us a good future for Wuliang Taoism!
"
Duan Wuyu turned to look at her and said, "Madam, do you have a problem with Junior Brother Sima?"
Yang Jingyi adjusted his collar and said expressionlessly: "I don't have any objections to him personally, but I am opposed to you wanting to give him the position of the master."
Duan Wuyu's white eyebrows wrinkled slightly, and he was about to say something. Two knocks came on the door, and then Wei Ping's voice came: "Master, Master, are you up?"
"Well, I'm up."
Duan Wuyu responded, sighed slightly, stopped discussing the topic with Yang Jingyi, turned around and opened the door, Wei Ping smiled and said: "Master, take the medicine..."