Chapter 35: The Six Great Sects: Report, This Zhang Sanfeng is Cheating (Third Update, Please Favorite, Please Vote)

"Amitabha, it seems that Zhang Zhenren is destined to shield his disciples today!"

At the vast Wudang Shanmen, following Zhang Sanfeng’s bombardment, many people were speechless for the moment; yet Master Kongwen, as if he hadn't heard a thing, merely seized upon one point to speak.

As for what Zhang Sanfeng had said before, he acted as if he had heard nothing!

Is the truth important?

It is not important!

They did not come here for any truth.

They came today solely for the whereabouts of Xie Xun.

No matter what method is used, as long as they know Xie Xun's whereabouts, that is enough!

Master Kongwen’s words immediately made many people realize the situation.

Right, they came for Xie Xun’s whereabouts.

As long as they are told Xie Xun’s whereabouts, they can apologize for today’s events!

The members of the Six Great Sects, for a moment, turned their gazes once again toward Zhang Sanfeng.

But Zhang Sanfeng, who was already at the height of his anger, merely took a look at Master Kongwen’s face.

He hadn't noticed it before, but today he had discovered it.

The degree of Master Kongwen’s shamelessness was comparable to that of Xuan Ci and Xuan Ji.

Sure enough, the bald donkeys of Shaolin are all completely devoid of shame!

Since reason would not work, Zhang Sanfeng was not prepared to waste any more breath.

"Step!"

With a tap of his foot, Zhang Sanfeng landed directly in the middle of the Wudang Shanmen plaza.

"I tried to reason with you, but you would not listen, so let everything be decided by strength!"

His gaze swept over the crowd; even though the Six Great Sects had the advantage in numbers, Zhang Sanfeng was not afraid in the slightest.

If this were before, Zhang Sanfeng might have feared their human-wave tactics.

But now, Zhang Sanfeng was not worried at all.

Human-wave tactics?

Did they really think his two hundred-plus years of internal cultivation were just for show?

It just so happened that in the Wu Lin, he, Zhang Sanfeng, hadn't had a chance to show off in a long time.

Today was the perfect time for him to show off!

"Fine, since that is the case, let me be the one to test your high-level skills!"

Seeing Zhang Sanfeng act this way, Abbess Miejue was the first who could not endure it.

Having been forced back by Zhang Sanfeng earlier, the prestige of her Emei Sect had been dealt a blow.

Now, Abbess Miejue wanted to regain her standing.

Of course, she knew she was no match for Zhang Sanfeng.

But she had the Heaven-Reliant Sword in her hand, which could cut through iron like mud!

She did not believe that Zhang Sanfeng, with his mortal body, would dare to take a sword strike.

Thinking of this, Abbess Miejue flew forward, and the moment she attacked, it was a full-force strike with the Heaven-Reliant Sword.

Sharp sword Qi flew out, heading toward Zhang Sanfeng.

Standing in place, Zhang Sanfeng watched Abbess Miejue’s attack, and a look of disappointment appeared in his eyes.

Ever since he went to the Immortal Realm, his internal cultivation had been constantly improving.

His understanding of martial arts had also become increasingly profound.

Now, watching Abbess Miejue and the others attack was like watching children fight.

"Weak, too weak!"

He muttered to himself, and with just a tap of his foot, Zhang Sanfeng’s body had already vanished from where he stood.

Abbess Miejue, who had just attacked, saw her expression change drastically.

Before she could even react, she saw that Zhang Sanfeng had already appeared at her side.

"Bang!"

With a light palm strike, in an instant, the Heaven-Reliant Sword fell from Abbess Miejue’s hand, and a terrifyingly powerful internal energy surged into her body.

"Puff!"

Her body flew backward like a kite with a broken string, spitting blood in mid-air.

Zhang Sanfeng landed, flicked his finger, and the Heaven-Reliant Sword flew into the Wudang main hall, embedding itself into the main beam.

"Your cultivation is too poor; you are simply losing face for Guo Xiang!"

He said this without reservation, and at the thought of Guo Xiang, Zhang Sanfeng still showed Abbess Miejue some mercy.

After all, that was a youthful love he still remembered to this day!

Abbess Miejue, who had fallen to the ground, was now being helped up by the others.

Blood seeped from the corner of her mouth, and her face was pale; clearly, that palm strike had caused her severe internal injury.

Zhang Sanfeng’s sudden strike stunned the crowd of Wu Lin figures.

With just one move, a top-tier expert like Abbess Miejue had been severely injured by Zhang Sanfeng.

Everyone knew Zhang Sanfeng was formidable.

But this was just too strong!

Involuntarily, the gazes of the others all turned toward the direction of Shaolin.

In the current Wu Lin, the only sect that could be mentioned in the same breath as Wudang was Shaolin.

Just a moment ago, it was Master Kongwen who had been the most boisterous.

So now, you go first!

Everyone understood the human-wave tactic, but Zhang Sanfeng was a bit too strong.

They couldn't help but shrink back, not daring to go up.

Sensing the gazes of the crowd, Master Kongwen’s mouth twitched.

Why are you looking at him? You keep going up!

Didn't you see how fierce Zhang Sanfeng’s internal energy was just now?

You go and exhaust him first, he is the final boss!

He complained inwardly, but no one dared to go up.

Zhang Sanfeng was simply too fierce; even the Emei Sect, which had historical ties, had been beaten into severe injury.

If they went up first, they would likely be carried down the mountain shortly after.

Sensing the crowd’s hesitation, Master Kongwen finally sighed.

"Amitabha, then let this poor monk test Zhang Zhenren’s high-level skills!"

After chanting a Buddhist phrase, Master Kongwen walked out slowly.

As one of the four great monks of Shaolin, Master Kongwen’s strength was naturally not trivial.

Although he was not as good as Zhang Sanfeng, Master Kongwen believed that holding him off for a while would not be a problem.

He walked up confidently, but just as he finished speaking, before he could react, he saw Zhang Sanfeng on the other side move first.

You damn Shaolin bald donkey!

I was just worrying about not finding a suitable reason to beat you!

I didn't expect you to actually dare to come up!

Thinking of the matter involving Xuan Ci and Xuan Ji, Zhang Sanfeng’s two hundred-plus years of internal energy erupted all at once.

"Bang, bang, bang..."

As the massive, pure internal energy exploded, the gravel under Zhang Sanfeng’s feet shattered instantly.

Cracks spread out from beneath Zhang Sanfeng’s feet.

A terrifying pressure, like a giant wave, surged toward Master Kongwen.

Master Kongwen, who had only just set his stance, looked at what was in front of him and was instantly stunned.

What the hell is this?

Is this Zhang Sanfeng’s internal cultivation?

It has actually formed a nine-foot wall of Qi in front of him; this isn't even a fight anymore!

Master Kongwen compared them and realized that Zhang Sanfeng’s internal cultivation was at least several times his own.

Such a scene left Master Kongwen dumbfounded.

What is the point of fighting? Is there even a need to fight?

Even if Zhang Sanfeng didn't move and stood there letting him hit him, he wouldn't be able to move the opponent!

At this moment, Master Kongwen felt despair.

But the next second, an even more desperate scene occurred.

He saw Zhang Sanfeng strike a palm toward him.

Before the palm even arrived, the terrifying gale force hit him like a heavy punch, smashing him away.

"Puff!"

Blood formed a perfect parabola in the air, and then Master Kongwen landed directly among the Shaolin group, unconscious!

Such a scene left everyone on the field stunned.

Is Zhang Sanfeng's strength a bit off?

This is just too fierce!

They can't take it anymore!

Director, they want to report this; Zhang Sanfeng is cheating!