At Ye Weiming's warning, a group of Wudang disciples were shocked. They all picked up their weapons, stood up from the ground, but when they saw the encircling Shaolin disciples were still the same bunch as before, they couldn't help but feel a sense of confusion.
Previously, during their encounter at the Dragon Gate Escort Agency, the comparison between the two sides was similar. Despite the numerical advantage of the opposition, it wasn't enough to truly harm them. Now they're pulling the same trick again, what is their true intent?
Seeing the Shaolin disciples gathering around, Zhang Cuishan furrowed his brow: "We have more important matters to attend to, let's leave."
"Zhang the Fifth, are you not running out of time?" A thunderous voice resonated, accompanied by the seven Shaolin NPC masters who had previously fought with Zhang Cuishan, they divided into two groups to surround the Wudang disciples.
