The Wudang Junior Master

On the field.

Zhang Lingyu looked at Lu Lin and seemed to understand his thoughts, so he nodded and said, "Thank you very much for letting me do this. I will ask Master Lu for advice again when I have the chance."

"I dare not." Lu Lin clasped his fists in return.

After the ceremony, the two turned and looked in the direction of their elders.

Lu Jin looked at Zhang Zhiwei and said, "Old Heavenly Master, how is it? Can you give me some comments?"

The old Taoist priest smiled and said, "Old Lu, your junior has done quite well in practicing the third level of Reverse Rebirth. It looks like he's almost at the second level, right?"

"Hey, the old master is worthy of being the old master. This kid has some talent in this."

"Not bad, with your style back then, the Trinity School can be considered a legacy."

Hearing this, Lu Jin didn't know what he was thinking about and remained silent.

Seeing this, the old Taoist priest changed the subject and looked at Zhang Lingyu, "Lingyu."

"Master." Zhang Lingyu said respectfully.

"After this competition, do you have any insights?" The old Taoist priest did not give any instructions, but asked.

Zhang Lingyu said, "Disciple understands. There are always people better than you. Young Master Lu has profound cultivation, and his technique is mysterious. It seems to have some similarities with the Golden Light Mantra. Disciple cannot understand it at the moment, but it has broadened his horizons and benefited him greatly."

"Yes." The old Taoist priest nodded. "It's good to have gained something. You can communicate more with Lu Lin in the future. On the road of cultivation, having a good Taoist partner, learning from each other and bearing witness, is very beneficial."

"Yes, Master, I will remember this." Zhang Lingyu said seriously.

Lu Lin stepped aside, leaving Zhang Lingyu alone standing in the middle of the field.

The old Taoist priest turned around and said to Zhou Meng, "Old Zhou, how about asking your disciple Wuling to come up and give some pointers on Lingyu?"

Zhou Meng's eyes rolled and he chuckled twice: "Old Heavenly Master, don't say I didn't warn you. That kid didn't hold back. Lingyu might not be able to withstand it."

The old Heavenly Master smiled nonchalantly, "That's fine. Lingyu has been cultivating in the mountains since he was young. He usually just exchanges ideas with the disciples within the sect. This is a good opportunity for him to see the geniuses of his fellow disciples."

"Hey, I've already said it. Since the old Taoist doesn't care—" Zhou Meng turned around and shouted, "Zhang Wuling!"

"Here you are."

When the crowd heard the sound, they all moved aside and looked back.

I saw a Taoist priest squatting under the eaves. He was tall and broad, with a face like a dragon and a tiger. Unlike Zhang Lingyu's delicate appearance and Lu Lin's handsomeness, he was quite heroic.

Zhang Wuling was an unknown person. Everyone only knew that he was a Wudang disciple from the previous introduction.

When Zhang Wuling heard his master calling him, he crushed the date pit in his mouth, stood up and strode towards the center of the field.

"Master, old Taoist priest, and all the seniors!" Zhang Wuling bowed.

Zhou Meng said, "The old Heavenly Master has chosen one specifically for you to compete with Ling Yu."

Zhang Wuling nodded: "Okay."

Zhang Tianshi looked at the strong Zhang Wuling and became more and more satisfied. He only regretted that he was not his disciple.

"Wuling, in the competition later, you can use your full strength. I really want to see your strength."

Zhang Wuling listened to the words and scratched his head: "Old Heavenly Master, I will do my best."

"Well, let's go."

Taoist Master Yexing led Zhang Wuling to the center of the field and asked both sides to salute.

"Okay, the third match, Wudang's Zhang Wuling versus Tianshifu's Zhang Lingyu, begins now!"

Zhang Lingyu took a stance and stared intently at Zhang Wuling who was standing motionless opposite him.

It was at this time that Zhang Lingyu discovered that the pressure Zhang Wuling brought to him was far greater than that of Lu Lin.

Just standing there motionless, his whole body seemed to emanate a suffocating and terrifying pressure.

There was no such atmosphere when we sat together before.

And this physique...I only realized how strong it is when I really treat him as an opponent!

Is it true that eating duck legs is really useful?

Seeing Zhang Lingyu standing there with a fierce attitude, Zhang Wuling asked, "Brother Lingyu, aren't you going to fight? Then I won't be polite."

Zhang Lingyu was startled, and golden light and flames surged outside his body, preparing to respond...

flutter!

Zhang Wuling rushed forward fiercely, like a tiger pouncing on its prey or an eagle chasing a rabbit, and his voice was as loud as thunder.

By the time Zhang Lingyu caught sight of the figure, Zhang Wuling had already arrived in front of him, and with his right hand, which covered the sky and the moon, he pressed it on his face.

boom!

The palm wind blew out, blowing up Zhang Lingyu's hair and brushing past the old Taoist priest and his group behind him.

The golden light that had just appeared on Zhang Lingyu's body suddenly went out, like a candle flame being blown out.

The scene was silent, and everyone was staring at this scene in amazement.

Not only the younger generation, but even many seniors sitting in higher positions had expressions of shock on their faces.

The old Taoist priest's eyes, which were not big to begin with, narrowed into a slit, and a divine light flickered, with some admiration and appreciation.

Lu Jin stood up slightly from his seat and said in surprise: "This...this..."

Zhao Fangxu, who was standing by, exclaimed, "Whoa!" and turned to a sturdy, dark-skinned man behind him and asked, "Ruhu, have you figured out what's going on?"

Although Zhao Fangxu has a high status, his cultivation strength is not outstanding among the older generation.

The famous "Splitting Air Palm" sometimes demonstrates more than just magic.

However, he could also see that Zhang Wuling's palm was very powerful. Just based on the speed and powerful momentum, he felt scared even though he was sitting so far away.

The tiger-like eyes flashed as he spoke, "Director Zhao, Taoist Zhang's palm strike was a perfect blend of hardness and softness, and his control of Qi was superb. Logically speaking, it's incredible that he could have cultivated to this level at his age."

Zhao Fangxu tilted his head, not understanding what was so powerful, and asked, "How do you mean?"

Na Ruhu also knew Mr. Zhao's situation and explained, "Master Zhang's palm strike started from Master Lingyu's upper Dantian, and the Qi energy penetrated the middle and lower Dantian, then spread to the other meridians and acupoints, instantly dispersing the Qi in Master Lingyu's body."

"This method is extremely dangerous. If something unexpected happens, Taoist Zhang's palm strike can make Taoist Lingyu a cripple. If you are not a person of great strength and extreme self-confidence, you will never dare to use such a method."

"The hurricane blew away the clouds without destroying any vegetation, and it cut off the flow of water without damaging its source. To say that this control of Qi is superb is no exaggeration!"

No matter how weak Zhao Fangxu's cultivation was, he was still an extraordinary person. After hearing what Ru Hu said, he naturally understood the risks involved.

"Hiss—how could Taoist Zhang be so bold?!"

You have to know that this happened in front of the old Taoist priest of the Taoist Temple. If Zhang Wuling accidentally disabled Zhang Lingyu, it would be no small matter.

How audacious! How audacious!

Ru Hu didn't try to suppress his voice deliberately. After all, many masters present could see it.

The older generation was fine, but the younger generation around them were all horrified.

Not only did they not expect Zhang Wuling to defeat Zhang Lingyu with one palm, they also did not expect the other party to use such a dangerous method.

It is dangerous to inject your own energy into someone's body, as it can easily cause internal injuries, not to mention touching someone else's Dantian. If this happens, even the old Taoist priest with all his superb cultivation will not be able to save the person.

This guy called Zhang Wuling... is so scary!

A group of young people looked at Zhang Wuling, and inexplicably felt a sense of fear in their hearts.

I won’t have to fight this kind of monster soon, will I?

Absolutely not!