"No!" Zhang Sanfeng said gently, "I have gathered you all here simply to pave the way for the martial arts..."
"What?"
"Could it be... that Taoist Zhang has broken through again? His strength has reached an even higher level!"
"If that's the case, then it's certainly something to celebrate... but why have we all been gathered here for this?"
"Indeed, this is great news! But it would be a mistake to talk about the rise and fall of martial arts in the world."
The leaders of the six major sects had different expressions. Some felt it was only natural, while others felt dissatisfaction rising in their hearts.
After all, you can just say you've broken through your cultivation level directly. Why hide it before inviting me?
Song Yuanqiao, the leader of the Seven Heroes of Wudang, stared at Zhang Sanfeng. Although he was somewhat puzzled, feeling that such a grand display was not in Zhang Sanfeng's character, a hint of joy flashed in his eyes.
The fact that our master, who was already the number one expert in the world, has broken through again is a great thing for the Wudang Sect.
Then they saw...
Zhang Sanfeng clenched his fist and unleashed a powerful punch towards the sky. At that moment, he exuded an indescribable majesty, no longer the serene old man he once was, but like an angry Vajra. His inner strength reached its peak, tearing apart the void and unleashing a storm.
"What happened?"
"What on earth happened? This power!"
"How is this possible... What is this? This can already be called a god or immortal."
"Old Master Zhang, has he really become an immortal? Otherwise, how could he be so powerful..."
A group of people were horrified; they were all blown away by the sudden gust of wind. And this was only because Zhang Sanfeng meant them no harm; otherwise, he could have blasted them out of the Wudang Sect.
Although the leaders of the six major sects were covered in dust and looked quite disheveled, they were not seriously injured. However, when they managed to get up and looked in Zhang Sanfeng's direction, they all gasped for breath.
In front of Zhang Sanfeng, in the direction from which his fist struck, the clouds in the sky were split deeply in two. The depth was unfathomable.
This was a visual conflict that defied description. Even these elders, who were all well-traveled and knowledgeable, and some of whom had even witnessed the fall of the Song Dynasty and the founding of the Yuan Dynasty, were all frozen in place, their legs even feeling weak.
Kongwen, one of the four great monks of Shaolin Temple, felt dizzy. What kind of power was this? Even the legendary Buddha descending to earth couldn't have achieved this! Could such power truly be cultivated by humans?
Moreover... was the punch Zhang Sanfeng threw earlier released internal energy? It's one thing for internal energy to be so powerful that it's beyond description, but why is its quality also so much higher?
Recalling the events of the past, Kong Wen suddenly realized that Zhang Sanfeng's punch had automatically suppressed the internal energy within them. It was as if people had encountered a god, instinctively retreating, as if life itself was gripped by fear…
Zhang Sanfeng turned around and smiled slightly at the leaders and elders of the various sects.
"Want to learn? I'll teach you!"
The fantasy of reality has come to an end.
...
The misty space fell into a long silence.
After a brief silence, everyone turned around and stared intently at Zhang Sanfeng.
"This...I...no!" Sawada Tsunayoshi tried to speak several times, but couldn't say anything.
"That's amazing! Grandpa. You truly embody the demeanor of a grandmaster! No... the sheer awe of that scene goes beyond what the word 'grandmaster' can describe." Huang Rong stammered, clapping her hands. "Reopening the Martial Arts Heaven... you should be called a Martial Saint."
“What Martial Saint?” Tony Stark glared at Huang Rong, then turned to stare at Zhang Sanfeng, saying from the bottom of his heart, “He should be called the God of War.”
"You flatter me," Zhang Sanfeng said modestly.
"Not at all overrated!" Xiaoyu's eyes lit up. She suddenly wanted to learn Zhang Sanfeng's martial arts again. She could already imagine herself smashing the heavens with a single punch in front of Uncle Long, and what kind of expression Uncle Long would have. Just thinking about it made her incredibly excited.
Gu Xun'er remained remarkably calm. Her family possessed far too many powerful individuals; she had even witnessed the scenes of Dou Sheng creating new worlds. What was that mere spectacle compared to that?
“Zhang Sanfeng’s life is going to be very interesting from now on,” Ying Zheng suddenly said.
"Why do you say that?" Sawada Tsunayoshi stared at Ying Zheng with some curiosity.
“The anti-Yuan forces will inevitably come after him,” Ying Zheng thought about this matter from the perspective of an emperor, and his conclusion was different from that of ordinary people. “After all, Zhang Sanfeng can now be called a martial immortal! This kind of power is close to that of a god or Buddha, and ordinary people cannot understand it.”
"To put it another way, this force could easily destroy the entire Yuan Dynasty! The people have suffered under the Yuan Dynasty for too long. Now that a force capable of overthrowing the Yuan Dynasty has emerged, don't some people understand what they will do?"
“Indeed!” Zhang Sanfeng nodded seriously. “Soon someone should come knocking on our door. But I have already prepared a reason to refuse.”
"I will only spread the seeds of the new martial arts, so that you can cultivate and become stronger... Whether you ultimately use this power to uphold justice or to overthrow the world and establish a new dynasty, I will not care. But I will not personally emerge as its banner!"
"Your choice is correct!" Ying Zheng nodded calmly.
While the Yuan Dynasty certainly brought chaos to the world, Zhang Sanfeng was clearly not cut out to be an emperor. To embark on that path without any preparation was not a wise decision.
“Of course, I’m not just watching,” Zhang Sanfeng laughed, displaying the demeanor of an old rascal. “I plan to go to Dadu (Beijing) of the Yuan Dynasty in a couple of days, and then do what I did today in front of those powerful ministers and emperors. I’ll tell them… it’s fine for them to be emperors and nobles, but if they don’t control their troops and allow them to wreak havoc on the Han people, I will slaughter their entire families.”
"I believe that those Yuan Dynasty nobles will make the right choice."
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Chapter 158 The Changes in the World of The Legend of the Condor Heroes (Third Update)
"Old man, you're truly domineering!" Huang Rong clapped her hands repeatedly, her eyes gleaming with admiration.
“While it’s not the best choice, it is certainly the most suitable one at present.” Madara Uchiha nodded slightly, then opened his eyes slightly, a faint aura of abundant ocular power swirling within them. “Then, I should do what I should do.”
Su Han was immediately puzzled. He controlled Number Ten to ask, "What are you planning to do?"