For a moment, everyone looked at each other, bewildered and confused.
"That's right!"
"Four Divine Monks, why did they block Immortal Master Zhang's attack?"
Xu Fengnian's heart tightened.
Shaolin Temple!
That is a School even more profound than Wudang!
One of the strongest forces in the current Martial Forest!
With Shaolin's arrival, wouldn't Brother Fahai's situation become even more perilous?
Originally, he was still worried about whether Brother Fahai could leave Wudang Mountain alive.
Now, he was also stumped.
He looked at The Four Divine Monks with a puzzled expression, then at Brother Fahai, and then at Zhang Sanfeng.
What was going on?
"Old Huang, what do you think?"
Old Huang quietly withdrew his hand, which had been resting on the back of Xu Fengnian's head, and gently shook it.
"Young Master, I don't understand either."
He had originally planned to act in the chaos to help Brother Fahai and Nangong Pu She escape.
He hadn't expected Shaolin's people to get there first.
What was Shaolin trying to do?
Could it be that they really wanted to go against Wudang?
This didn't seem like Shaolin's style.
Right now, it was a major event to encircle and suppress a Devil Head, and everyone in the world was watching.
Shaolin wouldn't be so inconsiderate, would they?
Forget it, let's wait and see.
Old Huang retracted his True Qi and watched the situation unfold.
What exactly did The Four Divine Monks intend?
Nangong Pu She also showed a slight frown, a rare look of bewilderment appearing on her Face.
She also couldn't understand the change in the current situation.
Why did Shaolin intervene to help?
Zhang Sanfeng hovered in the sky, his gaze sweeping over the crowd below, his brows slightly furrowed.
He recognized those four figures as Shaolin's Four Divine Monks.
But why did they intervene?
This question quietly arose in Zhang Sanfeng's mind.
That strike just now could have subdued Brother Fahai.
However, at the critical moment, The Four Divine Monks suddenly appeared and blocked his attack.
What exactly did they intend?
Although he was puzzled.
But he considered Shaolin's prestige and The Four Divine Monks' status, and did not get angry.
These Four Divine Monks were all renowned experts in the Jianghu!
All of them were Great Grandmasters!
Among them, The Space Divine Monk was especially extraordinary, a person of great ambition and great enlightenment!
His cultivation had reached the Realm of Grandmaster of the Ninth Rank, close to the Heavenly Human Realm!
The other three, though slightly inferior, were also high-grade Great Grandmasters!
Every single one was a top figure famous throughout the Jianghu!
Even if not for Shaolin's name, just for the Face of these four eminent monks, this favor, he had to respect it.
Therefore, Zhang Sanfeng slowly withdrew his palm, and looked calmly at The Four Divine Monks.
He waited for them to speak and explain the reason.
Upon seeing the four old monks appear, Brother Fahai's heart immediately relaxed.
These old monks, setting aside their other abilities, had an extremely precise timing for saving the day.
Fortunately, they arrived just in time.
If they had been a moment later, he might have truly been defeated.
Zhang Sanfeng indeed lived up to his reputation as a Heavenly Human Realm expert; his might was far beyond imagination.
He withdrew his Cultivation Technique and likewise looked at The Four Divine Monks.
Then, under countless shocked gazes, Brother Fahai bowed for the first time.
"Disciple Fahai, greets The Four Junior Martial Uncles!"
With that one utterance, the entire scene was as if someone had pressed their throats.
Wudang Mountain instantly fell into a dead silence.
Immediately after, a clamor erupted like thunder, and everyone's expressions changed.
They hadn't misheard, had they?
Brother Fahai actually called The Four Divine Monks "Junior Martial Uncles"?
Junior Martial Uncles?!
Did this mean that Brother Fahai was a Shaolin Disciple?
The Four Great Arresters widened their eyes, looking at each other with Faces full of disbelief.
"Brother Fahai is actually a Shaolin Disciple?"
"How is this possible!"
Why were there no clues before?
If Brother Fahai was truly from Shaolin, things would become much more complicated.
It would probably not be easy for them to capture him.
Amidst their shock, the four felt a faint sense of unease.
The mission might be difficult to complete.
Daoist Chongxu of Wudang's expression also changed dramatically.
Both surprised and seemingly enlightened.
"No wonder, no wonder Brother Fahai was so audacious."
"So he has Shaolin backing him!"
Chongxu's Face changed erratically, looking at Brother Fahai and The Four Divine Monks with a mixture of shock and anger.
Xu Fengnian's mouth was slightly agape, a swear word caught in his throat, which he forcefully swallowed back.
"Brother Fahai, actually came from Shaolin!"
He swallowed hard, then suddenly turned to look at Old Huang: "Old Huang, my Brother Fahai, is actually a Shaolin Disciple!"
"This job was done beautifully, worthy of commendation!"
Old Huang's eyes also showed a look of shock.
No wonder Brother Fahai dared to cause trouble at Wudang, completely disregarding Wudang.
The truth was finally revealed; behind him stood a behemoth far surpassing Wudang!
Nangong's eyes widened, her gaze falling on Brother Fahai with immense surprise.
Brother Fahai... is actually a Shaolin Disciple?
In an instant, she seemed to remember something, and a touch of sadness appeared on her pretty Face.
If he was truly a renegade Disciple without a School, then so be it.
But now he was a dignified Shaolin Disciple...
She not only understood, but her eyes, as she looked at Brother Fahai, were filled with reluctance and deep affection.
No wonder he acted without scruples, showing no fear of the various Schools.
He even dared to offend Wudang!
It turned out that behind him stood the entire Shaolin!
At this moment, on Wudang Mountain, the hearts of the heroes pounded like war drums.
Everyone understood!
Everything became clear!
No wonder Brother Fahai was so fearless!
Because he wasn't alone!
The Four Divine Monks personally intervened to stop Zhang Sanfeng; would they go to such lengths for a renegade Disciple?
Shaolin's participation in the Demon Extermination Conference was clearly not to give Wudang Face.
But to protect Brother Fahai!
"Oh my god!"
"How could this be! How is this possible!"
"Didn't they say he was just a renegade Disciple expelled from the School? Even if he was once a Shaolin Disciple, he's just a renegade Disciple!"
Seeing that he still couldn't understand, someone next to him couldn't help but roll their eyes and said coldly: "Are you out of your mind?"
"Would Shaolin use The Four Divine Monks for a renegade Disciple?"
"To block Zhang Sanfeng's attack, is a renegade Disciple worthy?"
"The so-called renegade Disciple was merely Zhang Jinjiu's speculation; when did Shaolin and Brother Fahai ever admit it?"
"That's right!"
That person suddenly realized, and when he looked at Brother Fahai again, his eyes were full of awe.
Brother Fahai was already exceptionally talented, plus he had the towering tree of Shaolin standing behind him.
Just thinking about it was terrifying!
For a moment, everyone's gaze collectively turned towards Zhang Sanfeng and the Wudang Disciples.
Everyone was pondering.
How would Wudang respond?
When Brother Fahai had no one to rely on and no School, Wudang could call upon all the heroes of the world to jointly attack him.
Now that his identity was exposed, he was a Shaolin Disciple!
And Shaolin's strength and connections were far above Brother Fahai's!
Would Wudang continue to pursue him?
How would Wudang choose?
At this moment, Zhang Sanfeng's brows were tightly furrowed; he hadn't expected things to develop to this point.
Chongxu recovered from his initial shock and quickly regained his composure.
His gaze towards Brother Fahai was filled with hatred.
So what if he was a Shaolin Disciple!
Today, he wouldn't even think of leaving Wudang Mountain safely!
"Sect Leader, Brother Fahai has caused a great disaster, cutting off Feiyang's opportunity for cultivation, and our Wudang's Face is completely lost!"
"Even if he is a Shaolin Disciple, he cannot be allowed to leave unscathed!"
"To humiliate our Wudang like this, if we don't make him suffer a bit and let him leave."
"Our Wudang's prestige will completely collapse, and how will the various factions of the Jianghu view our Wudang in the future?"
As Chongxu's words fell, as expected, Zhang Sanfeng's brows furrowed tightly, his expression solemn.
Needless to say, he would never let Brother Fahai escape easily.
What kind of place do they take our Wudang for? A place where anyone can come and go as they please?
Even Shaolin should have some sense of proportion!
