The news that Zhang Zongbai destroyed the entire military camp with one palm quickly spread throughout the Chu Xiang army. However, the surviving Chu Xiang soldiers did not know Zhang Zongbai. They only said that a Taoist destroyed the entire military camp with one palm, which shocked all the Chu Xiang generals. . But everyone in the beggar gang shook their heads, and no one believed it.
Destroying a military camp is not a skill. Whether in the army or in the world, there are countless such capable people. But such a person is either practicing in seclusion to further his martial arts, or he is hiding away from the world and escaping from conflicts. How could such a capable person destroy a military camp in Chuxiang with one blow? You must know that the war between Chu Xiang and the Daqi court has not yet begun, and the outcome is unpredictable.
But the scary thing is that this person destroyed a military camp with just one palm. What kind of incredible skill is this!
"This is absolutely impossible. After careful investigation, the people who escaped must be spies of the imperial court, coming to confuse the public and demoralize the morale of our army!"
"I just don't know where this person is now. Otherwise, if you have a few encounters with him, you will know the truth."
"It's not impossible. The imperial court has just recovered Nanhuai. I heard that Donglu Dongfang Bell has also been broken. There may be someone capable to help. Let him go."
Just when everyone was having different opinions, an old man coughed and said: "Ahem...Old man, let me say a few words. Talking about Chu Xiang and the court, talking about Nanhuai and Donglu...ahem...that's far away. Such a person is in the world. There aren’t many, but it’s not none. There is one in Chu Xiang...you think so, right? Elder Du?"
Sitting next to the old man was another old man, who looked quite thin and not as senile as the old man. It was Elder Du whom he called, whose real name was Du Fangzong.
Du Fangzong lowered his head and thought for a moment, then persuaded: "Elder Mo, I think it's better to let this matter go for now. If it's really the one who made the move, neither you nor I are his rivals, and more than a thousand people are nothing. That's enough."
"Passed? Humph! Killing my disciple of the Beggar Clan for no reason, just say it? Ahem... I want to learn from him and see if he is as amazing as he boasts in the world... The title of No. 1 in the world is so fast It's been fifty years, it's time for a change!" The elder of the Beggar Clan named Mo Lantai is more ambitious as he gets older.
Du Fangzong frowned slightly and said in a low voice: "Elder Tang, the eight guardian elders of the Beggar Clan, had already fallen into Poyang Lake. At that time, the four guardian elders took action, and they fought with Li Yaoyang until both sides suffered losses. There are many capable people in the world. Elder Mo, at your age, you are a treasure in the gang, you must not lose it..."
Mo Lantai grabbed the crutches beside him and stood up: "I heard that Jiang Ziran and the others have recovered from their injuries and will come here to help in the battle soon. If Elder Du is afraid, just wait for Jiang Ziran and the others to come... Ahem, I I've been wandering around the world for almost sixty years. I'm not afraid of him, so let's go." After saying that, the crutch touched the ground slightly, and the man had already shot out of the tent, and he didn't know where he was going.
When Du Fangzong saw Mo Lantai leaving, he sneered at the corner of his mouth and said softly: "Huh, you don't know how to die, relying on your old age to sell your old age." What he just said was to deliberately provoke him. Among the elders in the gang, he was the only one with seniority. The oldest, Du Fangzong has long disliked him.
When other people in the tent saw Mo Lantai leaving, they didn't know what to do. Du Fangzong stood up and said: "It's time to inspect and inspect, and it's time to train and train. If you see the old Taoist again, don't provoke him. I don't know what General Fan thinks." How about it?" He said and looked at the handsome man in the tent.
The name of the commander-in-chief of the Chu Xiang Army was Fan Shen. His martial arts skills were not very strong, and he did not have much advanced strategy. He was able to be entrusted with important tasks. He served as the commander-in-chief of the army because he was loyal enough and obeyed King Chu Xiang's orders. When King Chu Xiang sent him to send troops, he only planned a confrontation. Of course, he wanted to find someone loyal enough. When the war started, he would ignore the position of commander.
Fan Shen also knew that his ability was mediocre, and he had repeatedly tried to achieve great achievements and make others think highly of him, but he failed. This time he was appointed as the commander, and Fan Shen was very excited. But when he heard that the old Taoist destroyed a military camp with one palm, Fan Shen was pounding in his heart. After listening to Du Fangzong's words, after weighing for a long time, his cautious character finally prevailed. He nodded slightly and said: "What Elder Du said is very true..."
Mo Lantai leaned on crutches and jumped into the air. He closed his eyes and noticed the energy. Soon, a powerful breath came from not far away. Mo Lantai landed on the ground, crutched a little, and headed in that direction, followed by a group of ordinary elders and disciples of the Beggar Clan who followed him.
A thousand steps away, it's here in a blink of an eye.
An old ebony crutch struck down in the air, and the person struck also had white hair, and it was Zhang Zongbai who entered the Chu camp alone.
Zhang Zongbai stretched out two fingers, easily clamped the ebony crutch, raised his head and smiled: "After all these years, Elder Mo still likes to greet people like this."
Mo Lantai did not answer, and tugged hard on the ebony crutch. It did not move at all, but that was exactly what he intended. He used the force to lean closer to Zhang Zongbai, made fists with both hands, and greeted Zhang Zongbai all over his body.
Zhang Zongbai took a few steps forward and took off his clothes: "Don't you say a few words to old acquaintances when we meet? If I am guessing correctly, you should have just stepped into the Breathing Realm, right?"
Mo Lantai turned a deaf ear to Zhang Zongbai's words and only focused on attacking with his fists. Zhang Zongbai dodged gracefully and calmly, and the two of them decided to judge.
After dozens of attacks, Zhang Zongbai couldn't be affected at all. Mo Lantai stopped and retreated. Zhang Zongbai threw the crutch back with both fingers: "Elder Mo, you are also in your twilight years. It is not easy to enter the Finger Breathing Realm. The anger is very harmful to the body."
Mo Lantai took the crutch with one hand and said: "I guessed it was you. Others are afraid of you, but I am not afraid. I have to compete with you today!"
"Hehehe, if Elder Mo is so elegant, I am willing to accompany him." Zhang Zongbai said with a cheerful smile.
Mo Lantai danced with his crutch, pointing eastward and westward. The breath from his body continued to spread, and his momentum gradually increased. Zhang Zongbai put his hands behind his back and smiled without saying a word.
Mo Lantai's momentum increased rapidly, strong winds gradually rose, flying sand and rocks, and the surrounding Chu Xiang soldiers were blown around, as if they were a little unsteady. The sand and dust obscured the sky and the light gradually dimmed. It seemed that only the endless wind was blowing desperately between the sky and the earth.
The surrounding Beggar Clan disciples looked overjoyed: "It's the Wrath Sweeping the Universe stick technique! Elder Mo's stick technique is probably already perfect!"
Zhang Zongbai stood still, just waiting for him to finish his set of stick dances.
Mo Lantai's momentum has reached its peak. At this time, he still looks senile. His eyes are sharp, his movements are quick, and his breath is magnificent. Even the soldiers in the army cannot compare with him. Mo Lantai jumped up and raised his crutch high, and the strong wind gathered towards the crutch in his hand.
"With one blow, the world was shocked!"
The crutch was carried by the strong wind and hit Zhang Zongbai on the head. Mo Lantai pursed his lips tightly and looked solemn. He saw Zhang Zongbai smiling indifferently, with a calm and calm look, as if this move that stirred up the world and swept the world with anger was not in his heart, or even in his eyes.
Seeing that the stick was about to be knocked down, Zhang Zongbai held it in the air with one hand. Amidst the strong wind, a stream of fresh air slowly gathered and solidified in his hand. No matter how the strong wind howled, this fresh air would not dissipate.
"Come on!" Zhang Zongbai shouted softly, holding the breath in his palm and slowly sending it out, facing the crutches.
"Bang!!!"
Mo Lantai flew out, and the Beggar Clan disciples behind him panicked and started using their Qinggong skills to catch Mo Lantai. However, the moment everyone reached out and touched Mo Lantai, they were shaken away by a huge force. Their hands were numb and it was difficult to exert their strength.
Mo Lantai flew backwards for more than hundreds of steps until he hit a big tree and stopped, vomiting blood. The ebony crutch happened to fall to the ground and broke into two pieces...
"Elder Mo has been immersed in martial arts for more than fifty years, but he still doesn't understand the true meaning of martial arts. But even so, he still sets foot in the Finger Breath Realm, which is really commendable..." Zhang Zongbai praised.
Mo Lantai was already in his seventies, and the Qi inside his body had long been decayed. This forced movement of energy had already destroyed the internal organs in his body to the point of disgrace. Zhang Zongbai only used his energy to block, but Mo Lantai suffered backlash from his own power and damaged his meridians and internal organs. At this time, he was vomiting blood and couldn't move.
"To stop fighting, martial arts requires both strength and gentleness. When you need to be fast, go fast, and when you need to be slow, go slow... Elder Mo only pursues strength and strength. How can you support the struggle for hegemony in your heart if you have a mortal body? Do you want to be strong?" From a distance of hundreds of steps, Zhang Zongbai rushed to Mo Lantai's side in just a few steps. Looking at Mo Lantai who fell to the ground, his heart was filled with regret.
Mo Lantai lay on the ground and wanted to say something, but unfortunately when he opened his mouth, a large amount of blood spit out, and he saw that he would not live long.
Zhang Zongbai took out a medicine bottle from his arms, poured out a brown pill from the bottle, squatted down and said: "This is the elixir of Zhenyang Mountain. It is ugly, if not ugly... but it specializes in treating internal injuries. You and I have known each other so far. As an old friend, how can we not save him? Take it quickly. But after the injury is healed, you can no longer exercise the power, otherwise the muscles and veins will be accelerated and the Qi will die. Go back to your hometown to take care of yourself. "
Zhang Zongbai put the pill into Mo Lantai's hand, stood up and looked back. No matter they were the disciples of the Beggar Clan or the soldiers of Chu Xiang, they were all frightened and did not dare to look at each other with their heads lowered.
Zhang Zongbai sighed and said: "The disputes in the world are so difficult to resolve..." After saying that, he left.
Mo Lantai turned his head with difficulty, looking at the pill in his hand, with endless resentment in his heart: "Zhang Zongbai!" He squeezed the pill with his fingertips and crushed it to pieces. He was so angry that he closed his eyes on the spot and died.
If you can't figure out martial arts, you might as well die.
All the warriors in the world probably think so.
Zhang Zongbai walked all the way to the west, and there were nearly a hundred military camps, and no one stopped him. Whether they are disciples of the Beggar Clan or soldiers of Chu Xiang, when they see an old Taoist wearing a Taoist robe, the bold ones can pretend not to see him, while the timid ones have already retreated away, not daring to take the right path.
Not long after Zhang Zongbai left, Daqi's troops also discovered the military camp that was destroyed by Zhang Zongbai's palm, and quickly reported it to the military commander.
The commander-in-chief of the Daqi Army was named Tang Xingchang. He was a war general in the Yulin Army in the imperial court and was promoted to the general of the Central Army. His father was also a general in the Yulin Army and was promoted to the leading general. Father and son were generals for two generations and were loyal to the court. Zhao Yizhi sent him here as commander, and he had the same thoughts as King Xiang of Chu.
Tang Xingchang hesitated for a moment after hearing the news. He was not as mediocre as Fan Shen of Chu Xiang. On the contrary, he was very smart and decisive. He waved his hand and said: "Since someone has leveled the enemy camp for us, let the patrol officers go and search! Obtaining supplies is also considered a victory!"
The soldiers on patrol near Wancheng received the order and went to the military camp.
As the sun set, the two of them sneaked out of Wan City while the city gate was about to close and the city guards were changing their posts.
"Your Highness, there is no one patrolling the road, hehehehe." Mao Tingsong took back the iron wire in his hand and proudly reported to Ge Cifeng...
