Chapter 49: The Martial Arts Club (2)

The next day, it was just dawn.

At the foot of Guangmingding, martial arts people from various sects have gathered together and headed towards Guangmingdingding.

Along the way, they found that there were no guards of the Ming Cult's followers everywhere, and they were completely unobstructed. However, all sects were still cautious and responded from beginning to end, so as not to be ambushed and killed off guard.

Everyone came to the square on the top of Guangming, but saw a group of Ming Cult members standing on the stone tablets, with people standing on the left and right. When they saw the major sects, they all showed resentment, but they couldn't help but think of their companions who were fighting to the death.

The major sects were shocked. They did not expect that after a fight yesterday, there were more than 2,000 people in the Ming Cult, but there were only more than 1,000 people left. Moreover, the top leaders of the Ming Cult did not appear yesterday, but now they are all gathered.

"Amitabha, good, good, the leader of your sect asked me to compete with the Guangmingding Martial Arts to discuss the victory or defeat. I wonder which leader of your sect is!" Master Kongzhi combined his hands and recited the Buddha's name.

"Haha, Master Kongzhi is so impatient to see this leader!" A loud laughter sounded, and then a figure flew out of the hall and landed on the altar. It was Song Ming.

"Song Daxia, what's your intention?" Master Kong Wen frowned slightly and stood up.

"What does it mean?" Song Ming sat on a chair, looked down at the crowd of people from a high place, and said, "I am the 34th generation leader of the Ming Cult. I wonder if you are gathering people to attack me, Ming Cult, but what does it mean!"

Wow~~

Most of the people present knew Song Ming. When they heard that Song Ming claimed to be the leader of the Ming Cult, they were in an uproar and didn't know what was going on. How could Song Ming, a second-generation disciple of the Wudang Sect and Zhang Sanfeng, be the leader of the Ming Cult?

"It's ridiculous. Your Shura Sword is usually bloody and misbehaving. Now that we are fighting between good and evil, you dare to join the Demon Sect. It's really a great sin. Even if Zhenren Zhang has great martial arts and high virtues, it's hard to block the world's long-lasting mouth!" Master Kong Wen shouted.

"Yes, how ridiculous. The dignified thousand-year-old temple ‘Shaolin Temple’, the leader of the righteous path, colluded with the Yuan court to weaken the strength of the martial arts world and prolong the life of the Yuan court. Master Kongzhi and Master Kongwen, aren't you Shaolin Temple planning to give an explanation to the martial arts world?" Song Ming said.

"Shura Sword, you big demon, don't throw dirty water on me Shaolin. The martial arts fellows will not be fooled!" Master Kongzhi held the Zen Staff and shouted, saying righteously: "Today I will kill demons and eliminate demons, destroy you big demons, and give a bright world in the world!"

Song Ming clapped his hands, and immediately two members of the Ming sect took Cheng Kun to the altar. Song Ming grabbed Cheng Kun and shouted, "Kong Wen, do you still know this monk!"

Master Kongwen said in surprise: "Yuanzhen!"

Then he pointed at Song Ming and scolded: "Shura Sword, you are so despicable. You sneak attack my junior Yuanzhen. If you want to use him as a hostage, you can't imagine how to threaten my Shaolin retreat!"

"It seems that this monk Yuanzhen is your Shaolin disciple, that's right!" Song Ming said, then holding Cheng Kun, who was half dead, said: "All martial arts fellow monks, this monk is named Yuanzhen, a disciple of Shaolin Temple, and a disciple of the monk Kongjian! But he still has another identity. This person is Cheng Kun, the "Huanyuan Pili Hand" who once shocked the world in the Ming Cult, and is also the master of the Golden Lion King of the Ming Cult!"

Song Ming talked about the past in public, and everyone was upset. Unexpectedly, there was such an inside story. What made all the sects even more unexpected was that Song Ming sneered: "All martial arts fellows, aren't you curious why Shaolin Temple will contact various sects this time to encircle and suppress the Ming Cult Guangmingding?"

Master Mie Jue stood up and shouted, "Shura Sword, you are now the great devil of the Ming Cult. Good and evil are incompatible. Everything is your one-sided statement. Please stop being apart from us and wait for the right path. Today, either you die or I live!"

Seeing that Master Miejue's eyes were full of hatred, Song Ming shook his head and said, "When the heroine Guo Xiang founded the Emei Sect, she was determined to expel the Tartars, restore China, and drive the Mongolian Tartars out of the Central Plains. Unexpectedly, her unworthy descendants were extremely stupid and put personal grudges above the national justice!"

"Shura Sword, you big devil, look at the sword!" Master Mie Jue was so angry that he drew his sword and was about to come to Song Ming.

Song Ming showed disdain. Before he broke through, Master Miejue was no longer his opponent. What's more, he has now advanced to the top in the world, Master Miejue is just asking for humiliation!

Song Ming flew down from the altar, but did not draw out the Longquan sword. He used a yang finger and pointed it at Master Miejue's sword. With a "ding" sound, Master Miejue's sword broke into two sections.

Song Ming pointed at Master Mie Jue's shoulder, and a hole suddenly appeared on his shoulder, but it was penetrated by Song Ming's finger force. Master Mie Jue was hit hard and flew backwards, and the person spurted a mouthful of blood in the air.

"Master!"

The disciples of the Emei Sect were shocked. Unexpectedly, the master failed without taking a single move from the big devil Song Ming, and was beaten to death.

The Emei Sect disciple surrounded Master Mie Jue in the middle. Master Mie Jue looked pale and sat cross-legged, not caring that this place was the thief's nest, and immediately used his skills to heal his wounds.

"Master Song, you slander me Shaolin in front and hurt Master Mie Jue, the head of the Emei Sect, is behind. I will come and learn your skills!" Kong Xing shouted in a loud voice.

I saw Kong Yan take a few steps, grabbing his right hand towards his head, and the grab from his wrist to his fingers was straight, and his strength was extremely sharp.

Song Ming let go lightly. Hunting failed to hit, and then grabbed it, and this move became more rapid and fierce. Song Ming evaded to the left. Hunting third, fourth, fifth, and whistle. In an instant, a monk in gray robe seemed to turn into a gray dragon. The dragon's shadow flew in the sky and the dragon's claws danced rapidly, which attracted cheers from the martial arts people present.

It is the "Dragon Claw Hand" among the 72 unique skills of Shaolin!

The dragon claw hand has only thirty-six moves, and the key point is to be fierce and ruthless, without asking for many changes. In the middle age of Hunting, he encountered great enemies several times, but as long as he used this dragon claw hand, he would gain the upper hand immediately. He always won before the twelve moves. Since the thirteenth move, he has only practiced it in his daily life and never used it when facing the enemy. This time he used it until the thirty-sixth move and still failed to subdue the enemy. That was something he had never seen in his life.

Song Ming used "The Great Transfer of the Universe", leveraging the force to attack the emptiness, caught the emptiness off guard, and then used a yang finger to break the life gate of emptiness, clicked the emptiness acupoint, and then threw it to the side, and the Ming sect members stepped forward to ban emptiness.

"Good, good!" said Kongzhi.

He was thin and small, but his words were like a bell, which only buzzed in the ears of the people close to the world.

Song Ming knew that the monk Hunzhi had become famous for decades, and looked frowning and had a short life. In fact, his internal and external skills were superior.

He once heard from his senior brother Song Yuanqiao that the 72 unique skills of Shaolin Temple have never been able to practice more than twelve abilities for thousands of years. Kongzhi has obtained eleven of the seventy-two unique skills of Shaolin. His martial arts are of great importance, and Kongyin is probably better than Hunting.

Kongzhi used the toad skill among the 72 unique skills of Shaolin. This toad skill is an extremely powerful skill. Kongzhi squatted underground, bent his hands to shoulders, and made a clucking sound in his mouth, like a big frog acting in sumo wrestling.

Song Ming was shocked. Why is the toad skill of Shaolin Temple so similar to Ouyang Feng's toad skill? Could it be that Ouyang Feng's toad skill is Shaolin's toad skill?

At this time, Kong Zhi had accumulated power and pushed his palms towards Song Ming. Song Ming sneered, no matter whether you are Shaolin Toad Ability or Ouyang Feng's unique Toad Ability, your own Yang finger is the nemesis of Toad Ability.

Song Ming used a yang finger, which was in line with the martial arts philosophy of "breaking the surface with a point". The yang finger pointed to Zhong Kongzhi's eyebrows, broke the "toad skills" that Kongzhi had been practicing hard for many years. He swept his feet and swept Kongzhi to the ground. Then he raised Kongzhi with one hand and threw it to the Ming Cult. The Ming Cult members who had already prepared had been crossed by swords and crossed Kongzhi's neck, so that Kongzhi did not dare to move easily!

good!

Whether it was the Ming Cult or the disciples of famous sects present, they couldn't help but cheer and were shocked by Song Ming's great martial arts.

"Eighteen Arhat Formation!" In the Shaolin Temple, seeing that two of his own monks were defeated by Song Ming and captured by the Ming Cult, they immediately set up the Eighteen Arhat Formation.

Song Ming was surrounded by the Eighteen Arhats in Shaolin, and his face remained unchanged. If each of these Eighteen Arhats was a top-notch master in the world, Song Ming would not dare to be surrounded easily. Unfortunately, even if Shaolin resisted it, he would not be able to accumulate the Arhats of the Eighteen Arhats.

"Drink!" Song Ming pulled out the Longquan sword and used the Wudang sword technique. He saw sword lights flashing. Song Ming's figure was extremely fast. Even if he was surrounded, the sticks of the Eighteen Arhats could not hit Song Ming.

‘Dingding~~’ In just about a quarter of an hour, the eighteen Arhats’ sticks were cut off by Song Ming’s Longquan sword. Each of the eighteen Arhats was injured by Song Ming and fell to the ground.

The heroes in the martial arts world all showed their faces. They did not expect that the "Shura Sword" Song Ming had such skills, which made them think of the previous leader of the Ming Cult, "Yang Dingtian"!

"Song Daxia, now the Demon Cult is in great power, and I am Shaolin! Wudang is the largest sect in the world. Please ask Daxia Song to preside over justice in the world!" Master Kongwen shouted to Song Yuanqiao.

At this moment, two figures ran towards the foot of the mountain at a very fast speed. It was Zhang Cuishan and Mo Shenggu. Zhang Cuishan whispered a few words in Song Yuanqiao's ear. Then he saw Song Yuanqiao stand up with a look of ugly face, and then bowed to the major sects and said: "All martial arts fellows, my junior brother wrote to me last night, telling me that everything was a conspiracy between Shaolin and the Yuan court. Song didn't believe that Shaolin would do such a behavior, so he asked my fifth and seventh brothers to check it out. My fifth and seventh brothers have been investigating overnight and found a Mongolian army at the foot of the mountain, with a number of about 20,000."

When the major sects heard this, they were in an uproar, but they did not expect it to be true.
Chapter completed!