August 15th is the Mid-Autumn Festival.
Wudang Mountain is not small.
Early in the morning, from the foot of the mountain to the top, there were figures everywhere, almost toe-to-heeled.
Almost everyone from the whole world came.
Zhang Zhenren, who dominates the world and is invincible for hundreds of years, is a well-deserved martial arts myth.
One person in Qiantang County defeated Shaolin, Guangmingding suppressed the six major sects, and Songshan mountainside defeated all the top leaders of Mingjiao. As time went by, the divine fist Li Zhige also became a martial arts myth.
The martial arts myths of the old and new eras will be decided today. Anyone who is involved in the martial arts world will come to join in the fun and gain knowledge.
The crowd started waiting early in the morning, waiting for the sun to rise and then for it to set. No one wanted to leave.
The full moon rises, and the soft moonlight casts mottled light and shadow on the earth through the gaps in the branches and leaves.
People were a little tired and had doubts on their faces.
"Why hasn't Master Li come yet?"
"Do you think it's possible that Sect Leader Li felt that he was no match for Zhang Zhenren and backed down?"
"No. Since Sect Leader Li said he would challenge Master Zhang in Wudang today, he will definitely come back. If you continue to slander Sect Master Li, I won't let you go!"
"That's right! We swore an oath back then in the Divine Fist Sect. If anyone dared to say anything bad about Sect Master Li, we would fight him with our lives."
The crowd couldn't bear the boredom and began to commotion.
At the top of the mountain, Shi Hongshi led his son and sat on the seat arranged by Wudang, his face full of tenderness.
The child asked his mother in confusion, "Mom, why hasn't my uncle come yet?"
Shi Hongshi turned to look at Lin Yunxiao and Wang Xiaoniu.
Song Yuanqiao, Abbot Kongzhi, Xian Yutong and other major sect leaders also turned to look at Lin Yunxiao and Wang Xiaoniu.
Wang Xiaoniu stood up, clasped his fists around, and said in a deep voice, "Master left the Shenquan Sect half a month ago, and we don't know his whereabouts. But Master said he would go to Wudang today, so today Will definitely arrive.”
Everyone nodded, suppressed their anxiety, and waited silently.
When the moon was in the middle of the sky, at the top of Wudang Mountain and in front of the cliff of the sea of clouds, the old man who closed his eyes and meditated suddenly opened his eyes.
"Master Li is here!"
At the foot of the mountain, someone shouted something, and everyone immediately raised their heads and cheered up.
In mid-air, a high-spirited green shirt was flying in the wind.
Everyone opened their mouths wide as they looked at the man who stepped on the moon and flew to the top of Wudang Mountain.
This kind of Qinggong has gone beyond their understanding.
It takes such profound skills to support a person flying all the way to the top of Wudang Mountain.
"Hey, do you think the leader of the Li family is a god descending to earth? Otherwise, how could he fly up to the sky? There is no such Qinggong in the world, right?"
"I don't know."
"Clan Master Li is a martial arts prodigy who has not been born for thousands of years. Ten years ago, Clan Master Li was basically invincible. Now, with Clan Master Li's profound skills, it is not an exaggeration to call him a land god. If you can combine martial arts Once you reach the level of Master Li, you can fly to the top of Wudang Mountain."
Amid the discussion of the crowd, Song Qingshu had a complicated expression and his eyes were in a trance, looking at the man flying up to the top of the mountain from a distance.
Thirteen years ago, he didn't know the heights of heaven and earth, and made Li Zhige lose all his martial arts skills. Looking back now, I was so ridiculous.
Zhang Wuji and Zhao Min stood on the treetops.
Looking at the two people in front of the cliff in the sea of clouds, Zhang Wuji's face was filled with emotion. Over the years, he fled to the desert and stayed with cattle and sheep every day, but his martial arts fell behind.
Meeting Li Zhige today, he suddenly realized that compared with ten years ago, Li Zhige's martial arts had improved to the point where he could not understand it at all.
If we say that Li Zhige ten years ago was an abyss, unfathomable.
So today's Li Zhige is like a vast ocean. It is turbulent and makes people feel small at the same time.
In front of the cliff in the sea of clouds, Li Zhige landed lightly, looked at the old man in front of him, and said respectfully, "Junior Li Zhige, pay your respects to Master Zhang."
With a smile on his face and admiration in his eyes, the old man said with a carefree smile, "Little friend Li, I have been friends with you for a long time."
Li Zhige also laughed and said, "Zhenren Zhang, I am not sure about winning in this game, so I don't dare to come to see you, for fear of losing my courageous and diligent attitude. Today, I finally have some confidence, please give me some advice from Zhenren Zhang."
The old man nodded and waved his broad sleeves.
Under the moonlight, the sea of clouds dispersed, and the old man's not-so-tall body seemed to rise infinitely, blending into the sky and the earth.
Heaven and man are one!
Li Zhige's eyes were solemn and he was very energetic.
He could look down upon anyone in the world, but he could not look down upon the man in front of him who was over 120 years old.
With his feet separated and his calves slightly bent, Li Zhige's momentum was rising like an unearthed bamboo shoot.
The deep and sea-like true energy surged in his Dantian, and his green shirt fluttered in the wind.
At this moment, in everyone's eyes, Li Zhige turned into a giant that could support the sky and the earth.
So what if nature and man are one?
Even if it is the sky, Li will poke a hole in it!
Click, click, click!
Under the moonlight, in front of the cliff in the sea of clouds, the space was distorted, and tiny cracks seemed to appear.
Carrying the fearless spirit and the brilliant momentum of hitting Kunlun, Li Zhige struck with a horizontal punch.
The old man's eyes were serious, his hands were clasped together, and a Tai Chi picture appeared in front of him.
boom!
Li Zhige punched horizontally, as if hitting cotton, and the huge force was easily resolved.
The old man took a step back, his eyes became more appreciative, and he praised, "What a spirit, come again!"
Li Zhige nodded, and a big river seemed to surge out behind him.
Punches were thrown continuously, eighty-one punches were thrown in a row, the fists were stacked on top of each other, and the fists were connected. One punch pushed the other, like a wave pushing against a wave, trying to drain the water of a river.
The old man slowly moved his hands. Li Zhige punched him and he punched him away. He seemed to be a bottomless black hole that could be swallowed up no matter how much river water there was.
Li Zhige pressed forward step by step, hitting each other with punches.
The old man retreated while fighting. Every time he took a step back, there was an additional crack in the ground under his feet.
Boom!
After taking eighty-one steps back, the cliff could not withstand the huge force and began to collapse.
From the foot of the mountain to the top, everyone's eyes widened and their minds went blank.
Is this the martial arts myth of the old and new eras?
The fight between these two people is not like a martial arts competition, but more like a fight between gods.
Seeing that Zhenren Zhang received the second punch, Li Zhige was not surprised. Although this Mr. Zhang looks harmless and approachable with his smiling face, in fact, his cultivation has gone beyond the scope of martial arts.
The two of them stood in mid-air.
They looked at each other with anticipation in their eyes.
hold head high!
The high-pitched roar of the dragon was deafening, and Li Zhige took the lead. Under the astonishing momentum, everyone had hallucinations and saw an angry dragon baring its teeth and claws, striking the dome.
Everyone rubbed their eyes, looking confused.
Master Zhang disappeared. They could not see Master Zhang's figure. They only saw a gust of breeze carrying white clouds surrounding the angry dragon, trying to restrain and capture the angry dragon.
hold head high!
The roar of the dragon was heard endlessly, and everyone covered their ears. They felt the energy and blood boiling all over their bodies, and their faces and eyes were full of horror.
The angry dragon kept struggling, and the huge force tore apart the breeze and white clouds that were trying to restrain the dragon's body.
In a daze, everyone saw Li Zhige and Master Zhang again.
The two stood in mid-air, facing each other.
Under the moonlight, a trace of blood on the corner of Zhenren Zhang's mouth was shocking.
On the top of the mountain, Song Yuanqiao and others looked at the old man in the air, their hearts tightening. Lin Yunxiao and Wang Xiaoniu secretly clenched their fists, their faces full of excitement.
On the treetops on the mountainside, Zhang Wuji looked anxious, "Oh no, Grand Master, his energy and blood have declined, and he cannot withstand Li Zhige's huge strength. I have to stop them, I can't let them continue fighting."
Zhao Min grabbed Zhang Wuji and shook his head, "Don't worry. Look at Taishifu, he is obviously very happy."
Zhang Wuji calmed down, looked intently, and rubbed his eyes.
Are you dazzled? Why do you feel that Taishifu is a little excited?
In mid-air, the old man raised his hand to wipe the blood from the corner of his mouth, his eyes shone with divine light, and he laughed heartily, "It's so happy! It's so happy! After the age of thirteen, the old Taoist has almost never encountered an evenly matched opponent."
"Li Xiaoyou, come again!"
Li Zhige nodded and said solemnly, "Master Zhang, be careful."
boom!
The two people turned into streams of light, constantly intertwining and colliding in the air, and everyone was dazzled.
Unknowingly, the moon slowly fell, and a hint of fish belly white appeared on the horizon.
Li Zhige distanced himself from the old man and said in a deep voice, "Master Zhang, you have seen seven of the eight styles of the Divine Fist. The next and last style will be Li's most powerful blow. Please Give me some advice.”
Opposite Li Zhige, the old man panted slightly, wiped the sweat on his forehead, and said with a carefree smile, "Even if you take action, I still want to see the mystery of your eighth posture."
Li Zhige nodded and raised his hands to the sky.
Buzz!
In an instant, a strong wind blew up on the top of the mountain, the sky darkened, and the faint sounds of crying gods and Buddhas could be heard.
Li Zhige stood empty in mid-air, his powerful aura causing everyone to hallucinate.
In the eyes of everyone, Li Zhige turned into a demon at this moment, an unruly demon.
Li Zhige stepped on the void, and with each step, the air exploded.
With one punch, the fist expanded infinitely, and everyone felt extremely depressed, as if they were about to be suffocated.
In a daze, they felt that the sky was about to collapse under this punch.
"The Great Sage rebelled against heaven and shattered Lingxiao! Master Zhang, this punch is called Shattering Lingxiao!"
Opposite Li Zhige, the old man closed his eyes and became one with heaven and earth.
Opening his eyes suddenly, the old man's eyes shone with divine light, and he pressed his palm towards Li Zhige's fist.
boom!
The fists and palms collided, and a figure flew several dozen feet upside down and landed on the ground, slowly stabilizing his figure.
Master!
Master!
On Wudang Mountain, Song Yuanqiao and others exclaimed, Zhang Wuji also exclaimed, and the others' eyes widened.
Li Zhige fell from mid-air and held his hands towards the opposite side, "As expected of Master Zhang. In terms of martial arts attainments alone, Li is indeed a junior, not far behind you."
Opposite Li Zhige, the old man wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, waved his hand, and said with a hearty smile, "You can't accept it! If you lose, you lose. Li Xiaoyou, from today on, you are the number one in the world."
