Begin as a centenarian Zhang Sanfeng

Chapter 25 Mongolian Warrior Sanger
Zhang Sanfeng looked at Jue Ming, who was in full swing, and couldn't help nodding his head slightly. This Jue Ming's strength, in today's martial arts, is considered an unborn master.

In the whole world, it is difficult to have an opponent. From his point of view, even Yang Dingtian, the leader of the Ming Cult, is probably no more than that!
"Jueming, your strength is very good, but you are already over 80 years old, if you insist on fighting the old man for internal strength, have you thought about the consequences?"

Zhang Sanfeng looked at Jueming indifferently, but he didn't expect Jueming to laugh out loud.

"For more than 80 years, I have already lived enough. This time, a hearty battle with you, Zhang Sanfeng, is what the poor monk wishes. What's more, Zhang Sanfeng, you are 20 years older than me. , I may not lose to you!"

Jueming said coldly, and then the energy around him surged out, and he pointed at Zhang Sanfeng. This finger was fast and fast, with an indomitable and sharp momentum, and the power to split mountains and rocks!

"Good come!"

Zhang Sanfeng sighed in admiration, it was obvious that he was using the powerful Vajra Finger, obviously, he was trying to test his skill.

"The old Taoist has realized something recently and created a Raging Flame God Palm, but I don't know if it can compete with the powerful Vajra Finger of Shaolin Temple!"

Zhang Sanfeng let out a long roar, and his body was covered with a fiery red long veil, like the light of a phoenix before its nirvana.

The next moment, he swept away with a palm, and the surging flaming internal force rushed towards Jueming like mountains and seas, and even made the surrounding people feel a ray of fiery breath.

"It's such a powerful martial art. I didn't expect Zhang Zhenren to create an unprecedented martial art. He is really the last master of today's martial arts!"

Someone exclaimed, watching the martial arts displayed intently, eyes full of excitement.

Song Yuanqiao's expression was startled, this martial art was only handed over to him by Zhang Sanfeng not long ago, but he didn't take it seriously.

Now that master is using it, he did not expect the power to be so terrifying. This Raging Flame God Palm is probably not inferior to the Xuanming God Palm, no, it is even better.

Facing this palm, Jueming didn't dare to underestimate it, and exerted the strength in his hand to the extreme.

But in the face of Zhang Sanfeng's overwhelming palm strength, he was still powerless, and was directly knocked back ten steps by this terrifying palm, and his robe was stained with traces of scorched black.

Wudang's internal strength is originally pure yang, but after adding the Nine Suns Divine Art, it becomes blazing and pure yang, Zhang Sanfeng found another way, and actually created a terrifying and boundless palm technique.

"You are indeed a rare genius in today's martial arts world. This palm technique has already surpassed the Xuanming God's Palm back then."

Jueming's face was icy cold, a trace of paleness flashed across it, Zhang Sanfeng was too powerful, it was like a mountain that couldn't be crossed, giving him endless pressure.

"Phaseless Tribulation Finger, one specifies the universe!"

Seeing it suddenly, Jueming let out a loud roar and disappeared immediately.

When it appeared in the next moment, it was already above Zhang Sanfeng's head, and then pointed out fiercely, turning into a long dragon with vigor, sweeping down!

"This finger is not in vain for your 30 years of penance!"

Zhang Sanfeng's face was slightly solemn, this finger could threaten him, even if it was him, he had to concentrate on dealing with it.

Slightly waving his sleeves, Zhang Sanfeng outlined an incomparably mixed pattern in front of him.

There was a movement in the heart, and then real power poured into it. In an instant, in front of Zhang Sanfeng, a black and white millstone was formed, and the yin-yang millstone was slowly rotating. A strange idea quietly rose in everyone's hearts!
This millstone seems to be unbreakable even if the sky falls and the earth sinks, as if as long as it is there, it will be eternal, invincible and invincible.

Jueming's pupils shrank sharply, looking at the black and white grinding disc, his eyes shone with incredible light, and even his body began to tremble violently.

"You, what is this?"

Jueming asked tremblingly, is he really not as good as Zhang Sanfeng? After 30 years of hard work, he has practiced the Wuxiang Jiezhi.

But Zhang Sanfeng created another system. From the Yin-Yang Tai Chi Diagram, he understood that Zhang Sanfeng had already reached another realm, which he could never catch up to in his lifetime.

"I, I lost!"

Jueming sighed deeply, Wuxiangjie finger lost Jueming's power support, its power was greatly reduced, and when it fell in front of Zhang Sanfeng's yin and yang pattern, it no longer had much power, and disappeared into the invisible.

"Kongwen, let's go, don't provoke Wudang again, he, Zhang Sanfeng, is indeed worthy of being a generation of great masters who will carry on the past and usher in the future!"

After Jueming finished speaking, he sighed slowly, moved his body, and disappeared. Kong Wen was also disheartened to see that his master and uncle were all defeated.

"Really Zhang, farewell!"

After all, Kong Wen led the Shaolin disciples down the mountain in a hurry, without Shaolin, the entire Wudang Mountain was vacated in an instant.

The rest are no longer looking for trouble in Wudang Mountain, but people in the martial arts world who just come to watch the excitement.

"Everyone, it's almost noon, why don't you ask me to invite you to dinner at Wudang Mountain?"

Song Yuanqiao smiled slightly. At that moment, all the people in the martial arts world smiled awkwardly and immediately went down the mountain. Wudang Mountain is really not something to be trifled with.

After everyone left, Zhang Sanfeng let out a deep breath, and his face turned pale.

He had just activated the Tai Chi pattern, which indeed caused him serious wear and tear. Although he had deduced most of the true meaning of Tai Chi, he still hadn't fully grasped it.

Now that he used it forcefully, his true strength has been damaged, but it also completely shocked the entire martial arts world!
"Master, how do you feel?"

Song Yuanqiao looked at Zhang Sanfeng's face turning pale, and said worriedly, today's Wudang cannot lack Zhang Sanfeng, the magic needle of Dinghai.

"It's okay, it's just that the real power is a little damaged!"

Zhang Sanfeng waved his hand, and went back to the Zhenwu Hall, he was going to recover and recover, a person of his age must not be injured, once injured, it would be difficult to recover.

"Really Zhang, wait a moment!"

Suddenly, a deep voice sounded on Wudang Mountain.

Hearing this voice, Song Yuanqiao was startled for a moment, then his face suddenly changed. He raised his eyes and saw a middle-aged man in a Tibetan robe with a solemn expression who spoke slowly.

"Mongol?"

Song Yuanqiao looked at this man who was dressed very much like a Mongolian costume, and his face sank slightly.

The master is not in good condition, and the person in front of him looks unfathomable. Besides, how could the Mongols come at this time? Could it be that Cheng Kun did it?
Zhang Sanfeng stopped in his tracks, turned around, and looked at the middle-aged man in a dark robe, "Your Excellency has a profound cultivation, and you can be regarded as a first-rate master in this world. Who are you from Mongolia? Come to Wudang Mountain, what's the matter?" ?”

Zhang Sanfeng asked calmly, not in a hurry, although his true strength was somewhat damaged, but in the whole world, he would not be afraid of anyone.

The Mongolian in the Tibetan robe smiled slightly and nodded slightly to Zhang Sanfeng.

"I am the first national teacher of Mongolia, Sange, the eldest disciple of Master Basiba. My master has heard that Zhang Zhenzhen, the martial arts master in the Central Plains, has profound martial arts skills, so he specially asked me to pay a visit!"

(End of this chapter)