My Days of Slacking Off in the Martial Arts World

On the land of the Nine Provinces, the martial arts world and the imperial court are clearly distinct.

Carrying a sign-in system, Chu Qinghe transmigrated to a martial arts world. What he wan...

Chapter 221 seems a bit unfair.

Sensing the unusual movement beside him once again, his expression hardened slightly. He channeled his true essence into his body and then into the whisk in his hand, waving it lightly.

However, at the very moment the true essence flowed, Zhang Sanfeng suddenly felt the rapidly circulating true essence in his body stagnate for a moment.

"Ten-Fragrance Tendon-Softening Powder?"

Almost instantly, Zhang Sanfeng sensed the change in his body's true energy and, through the effects of the poison, determined the type of poison he had been afflicted with.

After that, Zhang Sanfeng let out a soft shout, and his vigorous true energy surged out from his dantian.

The moment his true essence burst forth, the surging waves of energy made the true essence within Zhang Sanfeng's body surge and churn like a turbulent sea, or flow like a continuous stream.

Under the immense power and energy, the fine black needles in the air, just before they were about to touch Zhang Sanfeng, were blown away by the surging true energy.

However, just as Zhang Sanfeng was gathering his powerful true energy, a figure suddenly rushed out from the statue of the True Martial Emperor in the main hall and instantly covered several meters to appear behind Zhang Sanfeng.

As he shifted his body, his robes moved without wind, his cloak billowed upwards, and beneath his flying black hair, his pupils shone with an eerie purple.

Who else could it be but Pang Ban?

Almost the instant Pang Ban moved to Zhang Sanfeng's side, Pang Ban clenched his right fist and fiercely punched Zhang Sanfeng in the back.

When Pang Ban raised his fist and slammed it towards Zhang Sanfeng, his punch was incredibly slow, yet wherever his fist passed, the surrounding space seemed to be visually distorted, just like the space above a candle in the Zhenwu Hall.

When that fist, moving at an incredibly slow pace like a snail, was thrown out, Zhang Sanfeng sensed the movement behind him, and his expression became extremely solemn.

As his thoughts raced, Zhang Sanfeng slightly bent his knees and instantly brought his hands together in front of his chest.

With this movement, the true energy surrounding Zhang Sanfeng's body, which was originally like a great river, was instantly swept up and spun into two yin-yang fish, rotating in front of his chest and behind him respectively.

In that instant, he changed his moves once again.

Almost the instant the two yin-yang fish formed from true essence condensed and appeared, the dozens of rain-like pear blossom needles in front of him and Pang Ban's punch behind him both arrived in front of Zhang Sanfeng.

Instantly, Pang Ban felt as if his full-force punch had struck cotton, leaving him with a sense of having nowhere to land.

Before Zhang Sanfeng, the dozens of Rain of Pear Blossom Needles were quickly dissipated by the yin-yang symbol formed from his true energy.

However, the successive surprise attacks caught Zhang Sanfeng somewhat off guard. In addition, with the true energy circulating wildly, the poison from the Ten Fragrant Softening Tendon Powder spread rapidly throughout Zhang Sanfeng's body.

When attacked from both sides, even Zhang Sanfeng's control over his internal energy decreased.

The next instant, a black rain of pear blossom needles, carrying the remaining force, pierced through the yin-yang symbol formed in front of Zhang Sanfeng and shot into his abdomen.

At the moment the black needle pierced his body, Zhang Sanfeng's true energy inevitably stagnated for a moment again.

Seizing this opportunity, Pang Ban's punch, which had been blocked, landed fiercely on Zhang Sanfeng's back as if it had been freed from its shackles.

Even Zhang Sanfeng couldn't help but let out a muffled groan and his face flushed red under such changes.

Immediately afterwards, Zhang Sanfeng's true energy gathered wildly once again.

On the other hand, Pang Ban, after successfully landing a blow, showed no hesitation and immediately retreated to create distance.

After a few flashes, its position suddenly moved from behind Zhang Sanfeng to in front of Zhang Sanfeng.

Almost as soon as Pang Ban distanced himself from the outside of the Zhenwu Hall, "Song Yuanqiao," "Mo Shenggu," and the Wudang disciple who had previously carried "Mo Shenggu" into the Zhenwu Hall all suddenly stood up and retreated behind Pang Ban.

A sudden burst of noise came from outside.

Then, the two Wudang disciples guarding the gate of the Zhenwu Hall felt a blur before their eyes.

The next second, several more figures appeared in the hall.

It was Zhao Min, the Xuanming Elders, Kumārajīva, and the Golden Wheel Monk who were on Bright Peak back then.

Seeing Zhao Min and Kumārajīva suddenly rush into the Zhenwu Hall, Zhang Sanfeng did not continue to attack, but instead his true essence surged forth.

It was clear that he was forcibly circulating the true energy within his body in an attempt to expel the toxins.

At this moment, the other Wudang disciples in the Zhenwu Hall also came to their senses and drew their swords in unison.

However, before these Wudang disciples could make any further moves, Zhang Sanfeng stopped them first.

"Do not act rashly."

Upon hearing this, the Wudang disciples in the Zhenwu Hall refrained from raising their swords and charging towards Pang Ban and his companions.

At the same time, the disciples who were guarding the mountain gate suddenly saw a large number of figures and flames rising from the waist of Wudang Mountain.

Upon seeing this, the disciples guarding the gate were greatly surprised. One of the Wudang elders, who was at the late stage of the Innate Realm, raised his hand without thinking and struck a huge bronze bell next to the mountain gate.

A loud bell rang out instantly and spread throughout the entire Wudang Mountains.

In an instant, the expressions of all the Wudang disciples on Mount Wudang, who were either resting or cultivating at night, changed.

At the same time, after striking the bronze bell three times in succession, the Wudang elder quickly rushed towards the Zhenwu Hall behind him in a flash.

Upon entering the Zhenwu Hall, the Wudang elder saw several strangers inside, as well as Zhang Sanfeng himself.

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