"Xiong Ba!"
"Xiong Ba!?"
Upon seeing the figure clad in a deep purple dragon robe appear atop the hall, with a domineering presence as if protected by nine dragons, Song Yuanqiao and the other Wudang heroes simultaneously changed their expressions. None of them had expected soone of such noble status and cautious nature to intrude upon Wudang at night.
Xiong Ba didn’t spare a glance at the Wudang heroes, his dragon eyes piercingly bright even in the dark, locked directly onto Zhang Sanfeng below, who also turned to gaze at him.
Their eyes t, seemingly sparking with electricity as their spirits engaged in a lightning-fast probing test.
In an instant, Xiong Ba’s pupils slightly contracted, feeling as if his spirit had been drawn into an unfathomable vortex, unable to attack or probe, like a clay ox entering the sea without a trace, unless he continued to increase his spiritual probing, otherwise, there would be no result.
Zhang Sanfeng’s expression remained calm, though his heart slightly trembled, sensing the opponent’s pressing spiritual power coming with the might of heaven and earth, as if the sky was collapsing and the ground was sinking, creating an irresistible sensation.
However, first there was Tai Chi, then there was heaven and earth. The central philosophy of Tai Chi isn’t just lip service. Zhang Sanfeng ditated on the idea of Tai Chi, effortlessly dispersing the heavenly force contained within Xiong Ba’s spirit into nothingness.
Their initial probing occurred in a flash, unnoticed by anyone as these two contemporary top experts had already engaged in a confrontation with rely a glance.
After the confrontation, Xiong Ba felt a deep respect and his confidence for the current mission wavered.
Originally, he planned to leverage the collective grievances of the righteous sects against Wudang to force Zhang Sanfeng to be unable to constantly guard Jiang Dali, thereby creating an opportunity to target him.
To his surprise, the righteous sects, though vocally denouncing Wudang, lacked the courage to ascend Wudang Mountain and confront the old Taoist.
Thus, expecting the many sects to keep the old Taoist occupied fell through.
Nonetheless, Xiong Ba had alternate plans and preparations; he wouldn’t fight battles without certainty. Since he was already here, having been detected by Zhang Sanfeng in advance didn’t bother him, as he was fully prepared. Staring intently at Zhang Sanfeng, he smiled nacingly, "Wudang Zhang Zhenren, you truly deserve the title of Hidden Immortal. I have no intention of being your enemy, I am here today solely for the young Black Wind Village Chief, Jiang Dali. He and I have so old grievances; I hope you can grant the favor of not sheltering such a heinous individual."
Hearing this, Song Yuanqiao and the others thought indeed Xiong Ba ca for the Black Wind Village Chief. So of them thought this might be an opportunity to persuade their master to reconsider and resolve the trouble.
However, just as they had this thought, they felt ashad; how could they conceive ideas that betray chivalry and faith? Their minds were instantly in turmoil.
The third hero Yu Daiyan imdiately stood up, anxiously saying, "Master, we cannot hand over Master Jiang to this man."
Having been saved by Jiang Dali by accident, Yu Daiyan already considered Jiang his savior. While he might reluctantly agree to send Jiang away to maintain Wudang’s reputation, allowing Xiong Ba to capture Jiang was utterly unacceptable, he’d rather die first.
"Daiyan, don’t worry!"
Zhang Sanfeng looked at Yu Daiyan with appreciation and nodded, then turned his gentle gaze towards the aggressive Xiong Ba and said, "Lord Xiong, you are a guest from afar. If you wish to have a cup of plain tea or a bowl of vegetarian noodles at Wudang, you are most welco.
However, asking to hand over our esteed guest, Master Jiang, would be against the code of the Martial World.
No matter what grievances exist between you, please resolve them outside Wudang’s domain."
"Oh?"
Xiong Ba’s dragon eyes chilled, then suddenly erupted into a laugh of rage, clapping his hands slowly, he said, "I expected Zhang Zhenren to be emotional and righteous, so I prepared generous gifts, hoping to move you by courtesy."
No sooner had he spoken, the cries of "Grandmaster" suddenly pierced the night sky.
Everyone present was shocked.
Followed by two figures leaping from the back of the hall to the roof, each holding a child.
"Qingshu!"
Song Yuanqiao’s face drastically changed upon seeing that the stout man was holding Song Qingshu.
"Wuji!"
The Wudang heroes also noticed the other youth was holding Zhang Wuji, imdiately recognizing the young man’s identity, they beca furious and rebuked.
"Yang Zhen! You were expelled for stealing Taiji Unlimited, and now you dare return to commit evil? Release Wuji imdiately!"
"Indeed, you can still turn back before it’s too late! How could you assist the tyrant in his wicked deeds?"
The Wudang heroes glared angrily at Yang Zhen, who held Zhang Wuji, their fury boiling, emotions running high and tense, while no one thought to question how Zhang Wuji, with his peak Gang Qi Realm power, was so easily subdued by Yang Zhen of the sa realm.
Only Zhang Sanfeng kept his eyes fixed, though he was also anxious, his gentle gaze turned sharp, and he said to Yang Zhen, "Yang Zhen, back then I spared your martial arts, hoping you’d leave Wudang and still carry the spirit of chivalry. Do you know what you are doing now?"
The youth Yang Zhen, evidently very reverent of Zhang Sanfeng, heard his words, his face changing, yet he still gritted his teeth and held Zhang Wuji’s neck tightly, saying, "Zhang Zhenren, your ways are outdated. Look at Wudang today, though it stands shoulder to shoulder with Shaolin, besides you and a few seniors like Mu Dao Ren, who else can take the helm?"
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