"Now let me ask you one more question, is my Wudang sect's martial arts the best in the world?"

When all the sects present heard Meng Xiuyuan's words, they couldn't help but fell silent.

Martial arts practitioners are very ambitious, and no one wants to admit that they are inferior to others, especially when it comes to the inheritance of the master.

But the obvious fact was before their eyes. In everyone's opinion, Meng Xiuyuan's Zixiao Sword Qi was almost beyond the scope of ordinary martial arts. They didn't say that they had heard about it, and they didn't even dare to think about it.

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Moreover, just now they all drew their swords and faced each other, and they were already at odds with the Wu-Tang Clan.

Meng Xiuyuan had such a magical skill. He only needed to perform this move back and forth a few times, and he could easily kill them all. But in the end, Meng Xiuyuan only cut off some tables, chairs, and benches as a warning.

Needless to say, everyone knows that this can almost be regarded as Meng Xiuyuan sparing all of their lives.

Coupled with the previous bet and the fact that Meng Xiuyuan still had an absolute advantage now, combined with various factors, these proud martial arts people finally had to lower their heads.

"Wudang martial arts is the best in the world, and I, the giant whale, have won it."

"Meng Shaoxia has amazing skills and a kind heart. I, the Haisha faction, have won him over."

"I was lucky enough to learn a great trick today, and I realized that the pinnacle of martial arts in this world is like this. I am convinced by the Divine Fist..."

"..."

The elders and heads of each sect who were in charge stood up one after another, bowed their heads to Meng Xiuyuan and saluted, saying they were convinced and did not dare to have any other thoughts.

Even He Taichong and the five elders of Kongtong bowed slightly to Meng Xiuyuan on behalf of their respective sects, and their disciples bent down and saluted accordingly.

Only everyone in the Shaolin Temple remained silent and still from beginning to end, as if they had not heard Meng Xiuyuan's words.

The blood on the corner of the mouth of Master Kongwen, the leader, had not had time to wipe away, but it had gradually dried up, leaving a dark brown mark.

"Monk Kongwen, what do you say?" Meng Xiuyuan stared at Kongwen and asked calmly.

Kongwen looked sad. He first looked up at Meng Xiuyuan, who was still fresh and energetic, and then looked back at Kongzhi and Kongxing, who were slumped on the ground like him. He struggled in his heart for a long time.

It wasn't until a long while later that he reluctantly made up his mind, sighed deeply and said sadly:

"Shaoxia Meng is a celestial being, I am Shaolin..."

"I, Shaolin, are not convinced! I am just not convinced!!!" Before Kong Wen could finish his words, Kong Zhi behind him interrupted first and let out a shocking roar.

Kong Zhi's roar used up all his strength, and his voice was so powerful that the hearts of everyone around him almost stopped, and stars appeared in their eyes. Even many people with lower cultivation levels had hallucinations.

I felt like a glaring King Kong appeared in front of me, majestic and frightening.

Until the last breath of his roar, the sound echoed back and forth in the hall, as if it would never stop.

However, after Kong Zhi, who was suffering from internal injuries, let out such a desperate roar, his injuries naturally worsened, and he couldn't help but spurt out a large mouthful of blood, almost soaking Kong Wen's entire back.

Kong Wen's original native yellow brocade cassock now almost turned into a blood-stained robe.

"Junior brother, why are you doing this..." Kong Wen hurriedly supported Kong Zhi, who was fainting and falling, and his face doubled in sadness.

"Senior brother is right, I, the Shaolin Temple, are not convinced! We can't compete with you, and it doesn't mean that Shaolin martial arts cannot compete with Wudang martial arts!

The seventy-two unique skills created by Patriarch Bodhidharma and the Yi Jin Jing will never be weaker than the Kung Fu of your Wudang Sect!"

Kongxing was as unwilling to admit defeat as his senior brother Kongzhi. Previously, he was restrained by Kongwen and did not dare to speak. Now that his senior brother was so provoking, he could not help but speak out loudly to Meng Xiuyuan what was on his mind.

"Okay, junior brother, don't say any more..." Kong Wen quickly stopped Kong Xing, not daring to let him say any more.

In the current situation, people are fighting for their own good, and Kong Wen knows in his heart that this is not the time to fight for a moment. If Meng Xiuyuan is made angry and he attacks the rest of the Shaolin people, they have no ability to resist at this moment.

But what no one expected was that Meng Xiuyuan, instead of getting angry after hearing Kongzhi Kongxing's words, his eyes flashed, and he turned to everyone present and said loudly:

"What the monk Sunyata said makes sense. Haven't you all here thought about the truth behind it?"

As soon as these words came out, everyone present was confused.

We are all convinced, what else can we not understand?

Meng Xiuyuan smiled slightly and explained:

"I think the monk Emptiness just said something very good, that is, I just defeated three monks today, but it doesn't actually prove that Wudang martial arts is higher than Shaolin martial arts.

After all, the Shaolin Temple, a thousand-year-old temple, has produced countless masters throughout its history. As far as I know, during the Northern Song Dynasty, the Shaolin Temple produced a sweeping monk with superb martial arts.

If I were to fight him, there would be absolutely no chance of winning.

It's like brothers in the same sect have learned the same martial arts, and their masters have taught them carefully. Why are some stronger and others weaker?

In the final analysis, although the inheritance of martial arts is important, the people who practice martial arts are equally important.

Just based on one or two wins and losses, it is impossible to determine which sect has superior kung fu.

This is the case with Wudang and Shaolin, and it is also the same with all other sects.

Just because you are defeated by me today does not mean that your sect’s martial arts are inferior to my Wudang sect.”

Meng Xiuyuan's words were completely opposite to those before, and everyone present was still a little confused. However, they understood the meaning of Meng Xiuyuan's words, and knew that Meng Xiuyuan was leaving them face.

Meng Xiuyuan pointed out that today's victory or defeat only concerns personal reputation and has nothing to do with the honor or disgrace of the sect.

Such a big step made everyone who was completely defeated and disheartened feel a lot better in their hearts, and they all looked at Meng Xiuyuan gratefully.

"Young Master Meng is so righteous!" "Thank you, Young Master Meng." "Today's kindness will never be forgotten by our Divine Fist Sect."

Meng Xiuyuan waved his hand, indicating that there was no need to be polite, and continued:

"You may be wondering why my words are so contradictory and inconsistent.

Here, I still want to apologize to you.

The reason why I wanted to emphasize that my Wudang martial arts is the best in the world before and make a bet with you all was actually a deliberate design on my part and not out of my true intention.

Its purpose is just to make you think about one thing carefully:

Is there really an invincible martial arts in this world?"

As soon as Meng Xiuyuan said these words, everyone couldn't help but think about it.

After a moment, Guan Neng, one of the five elders of Kongtong, asked hesitantly:

"Meng Shaoxia, the swordsmanship and palm skills you demonstrated before can be called miraculous skills. Isn't this considered unrivaled martial arts?"

Meng Xiuyuan smiled, shook his head, and explained:

"Master, the kung fu he taught me is indeed exquisite and rare in the world, but it cannot be said to be invincible.

At the very least, if Master himself were to spar with me, I guess he would be able to defeat me even if he didn't use these skills and could just use ordinary fists and kicks.

Do you think this skill is invincible in the world?"

Guan Neng was deeply shocked when he heard this. He didn't expect that Meng Xiuyuan, a disciple, was already so powerful, and that Master Zhang could be even more unpredictable.

After hearing Meng Xiuyuan's words, everyone present had their eyes flickering, thinking about the question Meng Xiuyuan just asked.

After a while, He Taichong in the crowd seemed to have figured out something, suddenly raised his head and said:

"I understand, what you want to say, Mr. Meng, is that there is no such thing as invincible martial arts... there are only invincible people, right?"

After being reminded like this, Monk Kongwen, who had lowered his head in silence, suddenly raised his head and looked at Meng Xiuyuan deeply.

After a moment of silence, Kongwen said:

"Yes, Meng Shaoxia did teach us a good lesson today.

Since there is no invincible martial arts in this world...

Then how can there be an invincible sword?"

As soon as Kong heard these words, everyone present felt as if they had been struck by lightning, their eyes widened and their ears buzzed.

This short sentence was spoken without any effort or anger, but it was shocking.

Meng Xiuyuan laughed, very satisfied with Kong Wen's behavior, and continued to explain:

"That's right, have you ever thought about how many owners the so-called 'Supreme King of Martial Arts, Slaying Dragons with a Precious Sword' has changed since it appeared on the world?

Have you ever seen one of them successfully command the world with such a broken sword?

Not to mention Xie Xun, it has been more than ten years since he got the dragon-slaying knife. Have you seen him stand up and claim kingship?

A man holding a broken knife and thinking about it all day long wastes his life, and it also attracts people's attention, making so many people in the world can't help but snatch it away.

He also said, ‘No one dares to disobey the order given to the world.’ Did any of you here obey it?”

Meng Xiuyuan's harsh words made everyone present fall silent.

In fact, this truth is very simple, and many people understand it, but they are not willing to admit it.

People always like to deceive themselves and only want to believe things that are good for themselves.

Everyone thinks that if I get the dragon-slaying sword, maybe I can find out its secrets, and maybe I am the special one.

As a result, over the past decades, countless bloody storms, grievances and hatreds have arisen in the world for the sake of this knife.

However, today at Sanfeng's 100th birthday banquet, Meng Xiuyuan single-handedly suppressed the group of heroes and fought against the masters of each faction, until each faction was unable to fight back and surrendered one after another with no face at all.

At this moment, if he, an absolute strong man, could explain the truth, he could no longer help others to lie to him.

While everyone was thinking, Meng Xiuyuan continued to ask:
To be continued...