Chapter - 255 The Six Strongest Take Charge of Resolving Disputes (10)

Zhang WuJi responds, "You're right. This sort of thing shouldn't exist." So he pointed the fan to the ground and threw it deep into the ground, making a tiny hole in the process. This type of ability is something no one else can emulate, and prompted wows from the audience. The tall old man then states, "Now, go find yourself a weapon."

Zhang WuJi originally didn't plan on fighting. But with the current situation, he knew that he needed to show off in order to gain their respect. So he said, "What type of weapon would the elder wish for me to use?" The tall old man reached out and patted him on the shoulders, smiling, "You're a funny little kid. You even care to ask me which weapon to use?" Zhang WuJi knows that the pat was just for fun, and didn't think much of it. But the others were all shocked. They wondered, what if the tall old man decided to apply some inner power to the pat, or sealed his pressure point? Wouldn't Zhang WuJi lose immediately? They of course don't know that Zhang WuJi has Jiu Yang Shen Gong for protection. So none of those things would work. The tall old man laughed, "Since your kung fu is so good. I bet you can use all the eighteen standard weapons very well. And it would be too much to ask of you to fight bare-handed." Zhang WuJi smiled, "Actually, bare-handed is ok too." The tall old man looked around, trying to find the worst possible weapon for him. He suddenly saw some large rocks, and said, "I'll let you use a nice, powerful weapon." As he spoke, he pointed to those rocks and started to laugh. These rocks have got to be two hundred to three hundred pounds. If you don't have a lot of strength, you can't even move one of them. How can anyone use one as a weapon? Besides, it's quite smooth, so there's no place to hold it.

The tall old mean wanted to purposely gave Zhang WuJi a hard dilemma. So Zhang WuJi would back off, and they won't have to fight. However, Zhang WuJi smiled instead, and responds, "This is a strange weapon. Are you trying to test my strength?" As he spokem he walked over to the rock and lifted it with his left hand. He then yelled, "Let's start!" Immediately, he flew to where the two old men stood with the rock in hand. The audience could not help but stare in shock, even forgetting to cheer on. The tall old man yelled, "This… this is impossible!" The short old man realizes that today's opponent is much more powerful than anyone he has ever seen. Afer he calmed down and collected himself, the short old man yelled, "I'm coming!" Green light sparkled, as the saber advanced forward, aiming towards Zhang WuJi's right arm. The tall old man asked, "Brother, are we really going to fight?" The short old man said, "Of course." The saber slashed a semi-circle before changing directions, aiming for Zhang WuJi's left shoulder. Zhang WuJi moved away, only to see another green light, as the tall old man also began his attack. Zhang WuJi said, "Good move." Turned around and blocked with his rock, causing sparks to fly. In a smooth motion, Zhang WuJi then pushed the blocking rock forward, onto the tall old man. The tall old man stared in awe, saying, "You can use techniques with a rock?" The short old man then yelled, "Brother, watch out!" Then slashed the sword in a reverse manner, creating a crescent image, curving towards Zhang WuJi. The two old men continuously attack in synchronization, while Zhang WuJi gathers his Jiu Yang Shen Gong to roll the rock left and right. Although the reverse double sabers' powers are great, this rock is simply too big. No matter what, they cannot strike past it. The tall old man then yelled, "Wait. You're getting too big of an advantage in terms of weaponry. This isn't fair." Zhang WuJi chuckled, saying, "In that case, I won't use it then." and threw the rock up into the air. As the two old men stared at the rock, Zhang WuJi quickly dashed forward and sealed their pressure points. So the two old men can only stare helplessly as the rock falls towards them.

The masses all let out a collect gasp. But at the last moment, Zhang WuJi came back and pushed the rock away. He then gently tapped the chest of the two old men, and said with a smile, "Sorry about that. It was just a little joke." The short old man's face turned gray, and sighed, "Forget it, forget it!" But the tall old man shook his head and said, "This doesn't count." Zhang WuJi said, "Why?" The tall old man said, "You only won because of your superior strength, not techniques." Zhang WuJi said, "Fine. Then let's play some more." The tall old man said, "Of course, but we have to switch it up a bit. Otherwise, if you keep getting all these advantages, it would be quite unfair for us, don't you think?" Zhang WuJi nodded, "Yes, of course."

Xiao Zhao had been watching intently on the side, but now stepped up, scraping her cheek with her hand, yelling, "Shame on you! Look at how long your beard is. And yet you keep saying about being at a disadvantage when the truth is the opposite?" The tall old man laughed, said, "What does a girl like you know? I've eaten more salt then you have rice. I've walked across more bridges than you have roads. Oh, be quiet, little kid." He then turned around and said to Zhang WuJi, "If you don't want to, we don't have to compete. After all, you didn't win or lose. Perhaps we can wait a few years before dueling again…" The short old man became increasingly annoyed at his martial brother. As a respected elder, who could he say such unreasonable things to a youngster. So he cut in, "We admit defeat. We'll do what you say." Zhang WuJi said, "I simply wish for there to be peace between the Ming sect and the six major sects. That is all." The tall old man then cut in loudly, "What are you talking about? We haven't competed with the new method yet. Are you trying to back out of that now?" The short old man stopped talking. He knows that although his tall brother acts foolishly, his thick face just might save them this time. Although it's not righteous to do such a thing to a youngster, but at least if the plan succeeds, they won't look too bad.

Zhang WuJi said, "So what is the elder's suggestions?" The tall old man said, "We have a Reverse Double Saber Art. You've already seen it. But Kun Lun also has a Forward Double Sword Art, which is also exquisite. They match up perfectly with our sabers. Should we combine our strength, two forms turn to four, four turns to eight. A mixture of Ying and Yang…" When he said this, he shook his head and said, "Too powerful, too powerful! There's no way you can block it!" Zhang WuJi turned to the Kun Lun sect and said, "So who would like to come out from the Kun Lun sect?" The tall old man cut in and said, "Obviously, only the Iron Zither Couple are worthy of fighting with us. I just don't know if Master He has the courage." The members of the six sects all thought happily, "This old man really isn't stupid after all. He's seeking the help of the top two fighters of Kun Lun." He TaiChong and Ban ShuXian looked at each other. They don't know who these two old guys are, but since they're the martial uncles of XianYu Tong, they must be respected elders. Besides, since they don't live on the central plains, they don't know too many people anyway. The couple thought, "They can't beat this little kid, so want to drag us into it. This way, if we win, then can also save some face." Only to hear the tall old man say, "I'm not surprised that they won't come out. Although their Forward Double Sword Art is great, it's still not quite as good as our Reverse Double Saber Art." Ban ShuXian yelled angrily, "Who are you?" The tall old man said, "My surname is also He, Let's go, Mrs. He." His little joke prompted the crowd to start laughing*