Chapter 284

Murong Fu trembled all over, a cold sweat surging in his mind, his whole body numb, his feet cold, and an emotion called despair began to spread.

"Murong Longcheng.... actually couldn't take one move?! Hiss!"

"Murong Longcheng, peerless in divine ability, could be called a half-step Cave Heaven, yet he is no match for True Person Li?! No wonder... no wonder the four emperors were killed by him, no wonder the Yuan Emperor Temujin died at his hands in Dadu, among 30 million Yuan people!"

"Amitabha!"

"..."

The Shaolin Sect Master, Great Master Tianzheng, the heads of the various halls, and the other high-ranking Shaolin monks and disciples were all shocked, losing their composure on the spot, their minds exploding.

"True Person Li... is worthy of being True Person Li!"

"True Person Li is invincible! Truly invincible! With one move, one Demon-Subduing Seal, even Murong Longcheng couldn't take it! He was beaten until he... knelt on the ground?!"

"Is this... really Murong Longcheng, the world's peerless expert who contended with Song Taizu Zhao Kuangyin 150 years ago?! Is he this weak?!"

"..."

The Jianghu heroes and the martial artists of the world were almost all speechless!

After a long time, they spoke slowly, shocked, and some martial artists even doubted whether the Sweeping Monk before them was really Murong Longcheng?!

Of course, it was just a doubt; after all, even Murong Bo, Murong Fu, and Fan Zhongyan of the Songyang Academy had confirmed Murong Longcheng's true identity.

So, how could Murong Longcheng not be Murong Longcheng?!

It was not strange that they had such thoughts!

As everyone knows, many people like to value the past and belittle the present.

And Murong Longcheng, the world's peerless expert from 150 years ago, was the only supreme figure who contended with Song Taizu Zhao Kuangyin.

Although only 150 years had passed, Murong Longcheng's reputation had increased rather than decreased.

Perhaps they didn't know who Murong Longcheng was; but they knew Murong Longcheng created the Murong family and was the ancestor of the Murong family.

Plus the supreme reputation of being the only one to contend with Song Taizu Zhao Kuangyin.

One can imagine how high and vast Murong Longcheng's reputation was!

As a result, such a famous and almost invincible supreme figure couldn't even take one of Li Changsheng's moves?!

The gap between the two was too large, so much so that many people couldn't come to their senses and couldn't believe it.

"This..."

Seeing this scene, Xiao Yuanshan was also dumbfounded.

He only knew Li Changsheng was very strong, but he never expected him to be this strong?!

"Phew!"

"Father!"

"I said it, believe in True Person Li!"

Qiao Feng's hanging heart was put down, and he said faintly.

"It's not that Murong Longcheng is too weak, but that Li... True Person Li is too strong!"

Fan Zhongyan exhaled a long breath and spoke slowly, his heart feeling as heavy as an ancient mountain.

For Murong Longcheng, this was a supreme enemy recognized even by Song Taizu Zhao Kuangyin, and even after Murong Longcheng "died," the Murong family was still spared no effort in being suppressed by the Zhao Song, just because they were afraid that the Murong family would produce another peerless genius comparable to Murong Longcheng!

As a result, this supreme figure who had made the Zhao Song royal family worry for 150 years, Murong Longcheng, was defeated by one of Li Changsheng's moves, unable to take it, and now... he was directly kneeling on the ground?!

How could this not make Fan Zhongyan shocked?

He could forcibly suppress the question in his heart: Is this Murong Longcheng fake?!

That was already Fan Zhongyan's mentality being quite good.

In shock, Fan Zhongyan no longer called Li Changsheng by his real name, but called him: True Person Li!

Although Li Changsheng was young, only nine years old, his heroic posture like a god or saint and his invincible spirit made people ignore his age.

"Little Grand-Master is mighty!"

"Little Grand-Master is invincible!"

Yang Shi and You Zuo both shouted, their hearts both shocked and happy.

They had to admit that having such a Little Grand-Master who could be called invincible in the world... seemed not bad!

Wait!

Not just not bad, but... too cool!

"Little Grand-Master?!"

Li Changsheng was stunned. Hearing these two voices, his gaze shifted slightly, looking at the two middle-aged men who were shouting: When did I get these two grand-disciples?! Why don't I know?!

"Little Grand-Master is above, grand-disciple Yang Shi!"

"Grand-disciple You Zuo!"

"We are the disciples of Master Cheng Yi!"

Seeing Li Changsheng was somewhat confused, Yang Shi and You Zuo's hearts stirred, and they immediately explained.

"Cheng Yi, Cheng Hao?! Oh! So it's those two!"

Li Changsheng realized, only then remembering he still had these two cheap disciples.

He never expected that these two cheap disciples would also have two disciples; and he, inexplicably, had gained two cheap grand-disciples?!

However, these two cheap grand-disciples had decent cultivation, in the Heavenly Man Realm, although average, at least they were stronger than his seven senior brothers and sisters, the Seven Freaks of Quanzhen.

(The Seven Freaks of Quanzhen exited the group chat while cursing.)

"Then who is this..."

Li Changsheng looked at the old man beside Yang Shi and You Zuo.

"This is Mr. Fan!"

"He is a good friend of Master Cheng Yi and Uncle-Master Cheng Hao."

"Master Cheng Yi, Master Cheng Hao, Mr. Fan, and Master Sima Guang, the four of them are of the same generation and jointly established the Songyang Academy!"

Seeing this, Yang Shi explained to Li Changsheng, feeling quite reserved.

"This old man! Fan! Zhong! Yan!"

Fan Zhongyan puffed out his chest, stroking his white beard, open and confident.

Fan Zhongyan?!

You are Fan Zhongyan?!

You are the one who made me memorize "Yueyang Tower Record"?!

Li Changsheng looked at Fan Zhongyan, his gaze somewhat unkind, and said meaningfully, "Of the same generation as Cheng Yi and Cheng Hao?! So it is... Little Fan!"

Lit... Little Fan?!

As soon as these words were spoken, Fan Zhongyan was stunned on the spot, his right hand stroking his white beard suddenly paused, his eyes widened like copper bells.

"This... this... Lit... Little Fan..."

"Grand-Master! This... this..."

Yang Shi and You Zuo were also frightened, their whole bodies shivering, looking at Fan Zhongyan with trembling hearts.

"Why?! Is there a problem?!"

"Cheng Yi and Cheng Hao took me as their master!"

"You are of the same generation as Cheng Yi and Cheng Hao... then aren't you my junior?!"

"Therefore, Fan Zhongyan! I call you Little Fan... is there a problem?!"

Li Changsheng was somewhat bewildered, asking with a face full of confusion.

"This... no problem!"

Fan Zhongyan's questioning tone was choked off. He wanted to say something, but in the end, he had no choice but to have his face twitch, unwilling, reluctant, and gritting his teeth, he accepted the name "Little Fan."

After all, Li Changsheng was right; he was of the same generation as Cheng Yi and Cheng Hao, and Cheng Yi and Cheng Hao were Li Changsheng's disciples; then, he naturally was a generation lower than Li Changsheng.

Good fellow!

This old man just came to watch a good show at Shaolin, how did I inexplicably become a generation lower?!

Cheng Yi, Cheng Hao, you two old rascals!

Simply... too bullying!

Fine, fine, fine!

So that's how you want to play?!

You guys just wait for this old man!

Fan Zhongyan was somewhat unhappy. You guys wanted to take a master yourself, fine, but why did you drag me into the water?!

And you didn't even think about how old you are and how old Li Changsheng is?! ===== CHAPTER 286 =====