The middle-aged Taoist priest never expected that Zhu Yunwen would have such a tough side. You should know that as a master of Wudang, who in the martial arts world would dare not give him face?
Even if you're not afraid of him, you still have to fear the power of the sect behind him, right?
Since Zhu Yunwen and Zhao Qingzhu were able to defeat his disciple, it shows that they are skilled in martial arts.
So, they're considered part of the martial arts world. Don't people in the martial arts world understand this principle?
So this middle-aged man was quite puzzled, naturally finding it hard to understand, and even somewhat incredulous, as he said to Zhu Yunwen:
"Kid, what did you say?"
Zhu Yunwen said, "I'm telling you, what can you do to me? Go ahead and try!!!"
The middle-aged Taoist priest's face turned completely gloomy. He suddenly gritted his teeth, clenched his fist, and threw a punch at Zhu Yunwen.
At the same time, he shouted:
"You little beast, you're asking for death!"
It was precisely because of this punch that Zhu Yunwen became even more certain that the martial arts world needed to be properly rectified.
At the same time, Zhao Qingzhu also made his move. Perhaps this Wudang master was very terrifying in the eyes of other martial arts practitioners, but in Zhao Qingzhu's eyes, he was nothing.
Zhao Qingzhu kicked the stool at her feet, and the stool slammed down on the middle-aged Taoist priest.
The middle-aged man reacted quickly, hurriedly withdrawing his fist and abandoning his attack on Zhu Yunwen. He then slammed his fist hard into the bench.
With a loud bang, the bench was smashed to pieces by his punch. It has to be said that this old man has some skill.
The old Taoist priest then looked at Zhao Qingzhu in shock, his brows furrowed, and said:
"You little brat have some skills. Since you're going to make a move, I'll take care of you first."
As he spoke, the old Taoist stepped forward, drew his long sword from his back, twirled it, and jumped toward Zhao Qingzhu.
Zhao Qingzhu smiled coldly. As the long sword was about to pierce through, she simply extended two fingers, which suddenly shifted and clamped the sword between them.
Then he twisted the longsword into an arc, then quickly released it, and even flicked it against the blade with force, as if striking the blade with a clever force.
The sword trembled violently, almost causing the old Taoist priest to lose his grip and drop the sword.
After he struggled to grip the longsword, he saw that Zhao Qingzhu had already reached his side. Then, Zhao Qingzhu extended two fingers and, with lightning speed, tapped the old Taoist's wrist.
Although it seemed like a light touch, it actually carried enormous force. The old Taoist priest's eyes widened in pain, and he let out a scream. He suddenly opened his hand, and the long sword fell to the ground.
That wasn't all. Zhao Qingzhu kicked the longsword, which was about to fall to the ground, so hard that it hit the hilt.
With a whoosh, the longsword flew out, almost grazing the bodies of the other two middle-aged Taoist priests, and pierced through a pillar not far away.
At this point, all three middle-aged Taoist priests were terrified, because Zhao Qingzhu had created a crisis for all three of them in just one short move.
Even the old Taoist priest with his white beard was gripping his wrist tightly, clearly because his acupoints had been pressed, causing him extreme pain.
At the same time, the three old Taoist priests stared wide-eyed at the long sword that had pierced through the pillar.
Such skill is too profound. At least those few people could never do it. At most, they could only stick their swords into the pillar. To pierce through the pillar, how much force would that require?
Besides, longswords are soft.
Such a masterful application of force can be described as an extraordinary level, which can be called internal strength.
This gives an idea of just how powerful Zhao Qingzhu's internal strength was.
Realizing that Zhao Qingzhu was a master, the three middle-aged Taoist priests exchanged glances. Then, the middle-aged Taoist priest who was clutching his wrist still spoke forcefully to Zhao Qingzhu:
"What a little brat! Your martial arts skills are quite good. No wonder you're so arrogant. But don't forget that we are from Wudang. Although you may be able to defeat us today."
However, the powerful masters of Wudang are far beyond your capabilities. I advise you to face reality and not make a mistake for yourself.
Zhao Qingzhu clapped her hands, then said with a disdainful look:
"Although Wudang is a first-class force in the martial arts world, I don't really take it seriously. I advise you to be sensible and get out of here."
"I've been in a good mood these past few days and don't want to go too far, otherwise we'll break all your old bones."
Hearing Zhao Qingzhu's words, the three middle-aged Taoist priests were very angry, but they were no match for her at the moment, so they could only grit their teeth and angrily turn around and leave.
After the Taoist priests left, Zhu Yunwen sat down again, took a sip of tea, and said to Zhao Qingzhu:
"Is this the world you once roamed?"
Zhao Qingzhu thought for a moment, then nodded and said:
"Pretty much. The martial arts world is full of deceit, fighting, killing, and all sorts of grudges and revenge killings. It's very chaotic."
Zhu Yunwen paused for a moment, then said to Zhao Qingzhu:
"Then let's make a good roaming of the martial world this time, and put some order to it. The martial world is in the Ming Dynasty, so it must follow the rules of the Ming Dynasty and adapt to everything in the Ming Dynasty. We absolutely cannot allow them to act like this, to run rampant, and to disregard the law."
Zhao Qingzhu said to Zhu Yuntong:
"This is probably not easy, because wherever there are people, there is a martial arts world. Moreover, throughout history, many emperors and courts have tried to restrain the martial arts world."
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