Ask Wudang Chapter 114

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As soon as these words came out, there was another uproar at the scene.

Song Qingshu continued to read: “Li Tianyao, the evil villain of the East Sea, wreaked havoc in Qilu and slaughtered Henan. After being framed by his subordinates, he escaped alone. After investigation by our sect, he has now become a monk in Shaolin, with the dharma name Yuantong.”

“Zhang Taiyuan, the Bloody Blade, the chief of Xuan Ya Village in Lingnan, killed people and robbed wealth, plundered women, and committed countless evil deeds. Later, he was besieged by the government and fled for his life. After investigation by our sect, he is now Yuanling of the Yuan generation in Shaolin.”

“Sun Yuanchu, the Evil God of Qinghai, robbed and murdered passing merchants. In the three years since his debut, he killed forty-seven merchants, accumulated blood debts, and amassed countless wealth. After investigation by our sect, he has now become a monk in Shaolin, with the dharma name Yuanchu.”

Every time Song Qingshu read a name, there was an uproar at the scene, and the discussions among the crowd grew louder and louder.

When he read to Cheng Kun, Song Qingshu raised his voice by an octave and said: “Cheng Kun, the Hunyuan Thunderbolt Hand, is treacherous and sinister. He once raped and murdered Xie Xun’s wife, and brutally killed Xie Xun’s parents and infant children. Later, he defected to the Mongol Yuan, becoming a lackey for the Tatars, and conspired to frame the righteous people of the Central Plains. His intentions are extremely malicious. He secretly incited conflict between the Ming Cult and the Six Major Sects, intending to reap the benefits while the Six Major Sects and the Ming Cult were at war, to destroy the entire martial arts world and achieve his ulterior motives.”

Zhao Min’s capture of the Four Major Sects was a recent event. After the experts from various sects at the scene were captured, they were trapped in the tall tower, living in fear. Although they were later rescued by Ye Qingfeng, they all felt deeply ashamed and would never forget it.

At this moment, hearing that this matter was related to Cheng Kun, many people cursed loudly.

Monk Kongwen’s face was ashen, and he knew that from now on, Shaolin’s position as the leader of the martial arts world would likely be in jeopardy.

Monk Kongzhi saw that his senior brother, the abbot, was trembling and his face was pale. He knew that if Song Qingshu continued to read, Shaolin’s face would be completely lost. Immediately, he stepped forward and shouted: “Eighth Hero Ye, we martial artists ultimately have to speak with our fists. Don’t you want to experience our Shaolin’s Arhat Great Formation? All one hundred and eight disciples of our sect have arrived. Please give us your guidance.”

The One Hundred and Eight Arhat Great Formation is Shaolin Sect’s mountain-guarding formation, passed down for a thousand years, tempered through countless trials, and possesses infinite power. Since the establishment of Shaolin Temple, although it has experienced several tribulations, it has never encountered anyone who could break this great formation alone.

As soon as Monk Kongzhi finished speaking, more than a hundred warrior monks behind him quickly moved forward, surrounding Ye Qingfeng.

“Eighth Hero Ye, our Shaolin Arhat Formation has divisions of eighteen, thirty-six, and one hundred and eight people. This great formation of one hundred and eight people has never been used. If you feel you are no match, please speak up early to avoid accidentally injuring you. Our Shaolin cannot afford to bear the blame.”

Ye Qingfeng said to Song Qingshu beside him: “Qingshu, you leave this place first. After I break this so-called Arhat Great Formation, you can search for these people who deserve to die according to the list in the scroll. Remember, not a single one can be let go.”

Song Qingshu nodded and replied: “Yes, Eighth Uncle, please be careful.”

Ye Qingfeng smiled: “Don’t worry, a mere formation won’t stump me.”

Song Qingshu said no more and retreated.

Monk Kongzhi said: “Eighth Hero Ye, forgive us.” Then he suddenly shouted: “Subdue demons and devils, Arhats descend!”

The warrior monks heard the command and also shouted in unison: “Subdue demons and devils, Arhats descend!”

Amidst the shouts, the warrior monks swiftly moved, their weapons striking down and sweeping up, attacking Ye Qingfeng like a storm.

The weapons in the hands of these warrior monks varied in length, some sharp, some blunt, all unleashed at once, enveloping Ye Qingfeng. Some warrior monks slammed down with long staffs, some swept up with long hooks, some thrust directly with sharp swords, and some swept horizontally with Zen staffs.

In an instant, Ye Qingfeng was attacked from all sides, front and back, left and right, above and below.

Facing such a formation, Ye Qingfeng remained calm and composed, his feet rooted to the ground, unmoving. A Tai Chi phantom appeared behind him, the Tai Chi rotating, yin and yang flowing endlessly, and an invisible aura field spread out.

Just then, several long staffs struck down simultaneously. Ye Qingfeng gently raised his hand and flicked, and an invisible force deflected these long staffs to the side. Immediately after, several single-edged sabers pointed at more than a dozen vital points in front of him. He still lightly raised his hand and flicked, and these single-edged sabers were also deflected to the side. After the long staffs and single-edged sabers, there were double hooks, long swords, mother-child axes, Zen staffs, crescent shovels, and so on. Various weapons attacked in waves, like a tide, one wave after another, extremely dangerous.

However, no matter how dangerous the attacks were, he remained unmoving. He simply circulated his Tai Chi, and the airflow around his body rolled. These weapons were bounced away before they even entered three feet of his surroundings, truly incredible.

However, this Arhat Great Formation indeed had some secrets.

Once the formation began to operate, the one hundred and eight warrior monks moved continuously within the great formation, like the surging waves of the ocean, or like the ceaseless eruption of volcanic lava. Their blades, spears, swords, and halberds, all kinds of weapons, coordinated perfectly, without the slightest flaw.

While defending against the attacks, Ye Qingfeng would send several warrior monks flying in each round, but as soon as these warrior monks flew out, the warrior monks beside them would collectively catch them. Although the internal energy Ye Qingfeng left on them erupted in waves, the more than one hundred warrior monks were interlocked, instantly dispersing his energy. One or two warrior monks would definitely not be able to withstand Ye Qingfeng’s internal energy, but when spread among one hundred and eight warrior monks, the damage received was extremely limited. This shows that this formation was indeed very remarkable.

Ye Qingfeng couldn’t help but praise: “What a good formation! It can even evenly distribute the force received. It’s truly remarkable.”

Shaolin Temple’s thousand-year heritage was indeed not just talk. This formation alone revealed some clues.

In the arena, the one hundred and eight warrior monks moved randomly, advancing and retreating, striking forward and kicking back, supporting from left and right, and encircling from above and below, like a revolving lantern, surrounding Ye Qingfeng in the center of the great formation. As soon as one wave was knocked down, the next wave immediately took its place, cycling endlessly, without a moment’s pause, continuous and unceasing, giving the opponent no chance to catch their breath.

Three hundred years ago, a madman challenged Shaolin and was trapped in this Arhat Great Formation, literally exhausted to death.

Today, the Shaolin monks feared Wudang’s power and dared not harbor murderous intentions towards Ye Qingfeng. They decided to only trap, not kill, determined to let Ye Qingfeng know Shaolin Temple’s might. The onlookers, seeing such a display, were all deeply moved and secretly gasped in awe.

The Wudang disciples, however, watched anxiously, their faces solemn.

In a short while, the great formation moved faster and faster, and its power grew stronger and stronger, like a giant millstone, slowly grinding and crushing Ye Qingfeng. The heads of the hundreds of warrior monks gradually began to sweat, and the sunlight shone on them, sparkling brightly.

According to Shaolin Temple’s original plan, they would only trap and not kill. As long as Ye Qingfeng surrendered, everything would be settled.

However, at this point, the great formation had reached its limit. Driven by the formation, they could no longer hold back.

This plaza was originally a leveled vegetable field, which was quite hard, but after the Arhat Great Formation fully began to operate, the solid ground gradually became loose from dense, then shattered from loose, and then rose from shattered. The energy of the one hundred and eight warrior monks circulated simultaneously, reaching their feet. As they stepped and kicked the ground, they brought yellow soil into the air, and for a time, dust flew and yellow smoke billowed, making the momentum even grander.

By this time, the onlookers could no longer clearly see the situation in the arena, only blurred figures tumbling.

Suddenly, a flash of lightning appeared in the smoke and dust, followed by the sound of a sword.

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