Indestructible Body Of Vajra Of The Village Leader-Chapter 1065 - 840-841: Son of the Demoness! Is Wuji Truly Fearless?

At this moment, a gathering of heroes assembled in Wudang’s Three Pure Ones Hall, it was the scene where Master Mie Jue questioned Wudang Zhang Zhenren, yet unexpectedly, a Daoist boy dressed as a Wudang errand disciple stepped forward to interrupt Master Mie Jue’s words, astonishing all the heroes present.

Master Mie Jue was even more furious, with piercing eyes she coldly glared at the Daoist boy and shouted, "You, disciple, are so disrespectful, adults are speaking, what right do you have to interrupt?"

Normally, at this moment, Master Mie Jue would have straightforwardly taught him a lesson.

However, this was Wudang’s Three Pure Ones Hall after all, in front of Zhang Zhenren, Master Mie Jue too could not make a direct move.

But her words were laced with a sharp, intimidating force, the sound containing a few traces of divine intent, transforming into an impact aimed directly at the dusty Daoist boy.

Many disciples with shallow powers present felt a shock to their hearts and their faces turned pale just from hearing Master Mie Jue’s words, the Daoist boy bearing the brunt of this impact.

However, Zhang Sanfeng took a step forward, calmly standing there, without any apparent action, just sighed gently, and the sound waves of Master Mie Jue dissipated like wind over a cloud.

The group only saw Zhang Sanfeng step forward and sigh, seeming to be dissatisfied with Master Mie Jue’s questioning of the Wudang disciples, apart from this, there seemed to be no other intention, but those with keen eyes knew that this old True Man easily defused Master Mie Jue’s deliberately crafted sonic attack with simplicity.

Mie Jue’s brows furrowed, feeling wary, but her stubborn and determined nature remained cold as she addressed Zhang Sanfeng, "Is Zhang Zhenren actually favoring such a disrespectful disciple?"

"Master, please calm down."

Zhang Sanfeng, without joy or sorrow, spoke calmly, looking at the young man who, though gray with dust, was filled with righteous indignation and seemed to want to argue with Master Mie Jue. Seeing him, though dusty, with thick brows and large eyes, broad shoulders, a tall and strong body like a gun shaft, an air of scholar’s melancholy, looked quite like someone.

Seeing his broad forehead and a pair of shining tiger eyes, filled with spirit, his body harboring a strong Qi mechanism, extraordinary, it was clear his inner strength had reached an absolute peak, already having reached the top of the Gang Qi Realm, quite rare for his age, he couldn’t help but feel a bit of goodwill and curiosity, he politely asked.

"This old Daoist is feeble and muddleheaded, I never expected under the walls of our Wudang Sect to have a good child like you, hidden like unpolished jade in the deep ravines?"

He thought this Daoist boy in front of him was a high disciple from some sect disguised as a Wudang disciple, but for now couldn’t see any malicious intent, thus his words were quite humble and polite.

Only a very few in the crowd could see that this errand Daoist boy was not simple, Master Mie Jue, though a renowned elder of the Martial World, due to deep obsessions, never reached the Heavenly Person realm, also couldn’t see the subtleties of the Daoist boy, now hearing this, thought Zhang Zhenren was pretending to be confused, which only made her more furious.

However, behind Master Mie Jue, a young and elegant girl, like a fresh orchid, dressed in light green attire was suddenly surprised, covering her mouth in shock, her expression slightly bewildered, fixating on the dusty young man, her beautiful eyes suddenly showing joy and worry.

This momentary change of expression went unnoticed by all, except Wudang’s Song Yuanqiao’s only son, Song Qingshu, who saw this and, with a look of surprise and hostility, finally turned his gaze from the girl he was staring at the entire time to the dusty Daoist boy.

At this moment, faced with the concentrated gaze of everyone, the dusty Daoist boy was fearless, but extremely disrespectful to Master Mie Jue, while being exceptionally respectful towards Zhang Sanfeng, he took several steps forward, clasped his hands with utmost sincerity to Zhang Sanfeng and said, "Grandmaster, since childhood I’ve heard my parents speak of your character and chivalrous spirit many times, they both said you are the only true expert in the current Martial World who is detached from worldly fame and riches, how could you be feeble and muddleheaded?

If one says feeble and muddleheaded, it’s those like this nun before me who are seeking fame and profit."

At these words, the hall was in great shock, Zhang Sanfeng too was startled, only feeling that though the child before him spoke with extreme closeness, he lacked discipline and manners, if these words were said to him, he wouldn’t mind, but as they were directed to Master Mie Jue, he thought to himself that this was not good.

Master Mie Jue was already enraged, her eyes filled with sharp light, raising her palm prepared to make a long-range strike.

"Impudent!!"

Song Qingshu’s figure emerged from behind Song Yuanqiao, angrily shouting at the Daoist boy, secretly thinking this was finally an opportunity to perform well, the sword at his waist silently sliding out from its sheath, like a venomous snake slithering out from a secret hiding place.

As the sword left the sheath, Song Qingshu’s figure was already moving like a flash of light, turning into a ghostly shadow darting towards the Daoist boy, in a blink of an eye he was in front of him, the sword light suddenly rising, real and illusory, covering the vital points on the Daoist boy’s chest!

This sword light was dense and long, hiding needles within silk, though also Wudang Swordsmanship, it lacked one part of uprightness, with an added part of insidiousness and ferocity, from the sword one can see Song Qingshu’s current state is somewhat extreme and sinister.

Being able to clearly see Song Qingshu’s moves, angles, and even go to stop it in such a short time, there were many in the presence, but none stepped in to stop, each wanting to use Song Qingshu to test the Daoist boy.

Master Mie Jue thus used this opportunity to follow along, reducing her palm force, while Zhang Sanfeng knew Song Qingshu could not harm the Daoist boy, instead, he was ready to intervene at any time to prevent any injuries from occurring.