Wudang Versus Shaolin

Taoist Guang Cheng won!

In the end, sword intent couldn't overcome the gap! Zhao Wuji was probably already a half-step saint cultivator.

The ninth stage of the Xiantian realm was still a little lacking.

He Chuan was uninterested. After all, a fight of this level might seem very exciting to others, but to him, it was no different from a fight between children.

"Master, there are so many masters in the martial arts world of the Central Plains. Can I become the number one in the world?" Lia was a little stunned to see so many people.

Especially the match just now, it was too shocking.

It was far more exciting than the Xiongnu number one warrior selection.

This also made her lose confidence.

She didn't know what to do next.

"It's good to be confident, but you need to face reality." He Chuan shook his head. If it was a battle between two half-step saint cultivators, then Lia did have a chance.