September 23rd, Windsor County, Evil Eye Fist Headquarters.
After fifty years, the Evil Eye Fist, which was originally one of the top schools in Windsor County, has become even more powerful. Especially since it is the only force in the county, the East Nine Gates, it has no obstacles in its development. It has firmly suppressed other schools in Windsor County.
Since ancient times, martial arts have always been inseparable from fighting. Therefore, in Windsor County, many bigwigs in both the black and white worlds have good relations with the Evil Eye Fist. Even some underground leaders, business group directors, and government officials have practiced martial arts in the Evil Eye Fist. The leader of the Evil Eye Fist is the martial arts coach of all of them.
In fact, there is a complementary relationship between the multiple parties.
As a communication platform, the Evil Eye Fist brought together these people of different identities. They exchanged power resources, either for the sake of cooperation or collusion.
Sometimes even conflicts are mediated here.
The development of the Evil Eye Fist is very good, and it has perfectly adapted to the changes of the times. Therefore, it has always maintained its heyday.
Throughout Windsor County, many talented people who are suitable for practicing secret martial arts have come here one after another, further strengthening the fresh blood.
This is the only way for the Evil Eye Fist to remain intact and maintain its power despite the overall decline of the secret martial arts world.
It can be said that Windsor County is the world of the Evil Eye Fist.
This time, the Eastern Secret Martial Arts Exchange Tournament will be hosted by the Evil Eye Fist, which is surprisingly the most important event in the past decade. The Eastern Secret Martial Arts Exchange Tournament attracts the attention of the domestic and even foreign secret martial arts circles, and is a great opportunity to enhance its reputation. As long as it is well-organized and wonderfully organized. The reputation of the Evil Eye Fist will spread throughout the Federation in the next four years. Not only that, the reputation will also bring many benefits.
It will be of great benefit to the further development of the Evil Eye Fist.
Therefore, this time, the current leader of the Evil Eye Fist, Wu Ge, tried his best to make the martial arts exchange meeting the best.
He has been constantly contacting his connections and funds in Windsor County for the past three months to prepare for the Eastern Secret Martial Arts Exchange Tournament. First of all, the government has reached a cooperation agreement. One week before the exchange tournament begins, the Mia City Police Department will send a large number of police officers and police cars to maintain local order and security.
In addition, some areas will be blocked.
Secondly, Ugo contacted his business contacts and found a reliable and efficient construction and decoration company. He renovated a building of the Evil Eye Fist in Mia City and turned it into a large mixed martial arts arena similar to a boxing ring. He even rented a high-end club near the building as a place for accommodation for many participating schools. The club has a training room, a medical room, a large restaurant, a bathing place, a leisure hall, and many sports facilities. It can be used as a venue for communication.
In addition, Hugo also used some private invitations to invite important figures from Windsor County and several nearby counties to attend the game. He also contacted print media and mouthpieces to do a good job of superficial reporting.
Finally, the rewards for the exchange competition are also extremely rich. Not only are there monetary rewards, but also precious medicinal materials. There are even some rare and powerful fighting secrets as rewards.
This is naturally nothing for the core disciples of first- and second-rate schools, but it is quite attractive to the disciples of third-rate or even inferior schools. It can effectively increase the number of people.
With more people, it will naturally become more lively and prosperous.
It should be noted that after more than 50 years of development, the Eastern Martial Arts Exchange Conference is no longer just a competition between the core disciples of the major schools. Instead, it is a grand exchange event that includes ordinary disciples, core disciples, and elders and masters.
Among them, the elders and sect masters are just sparring, which is equivalent to adding to the fun. Elders who are willing to fight will invite opponents who are also willing to fight. Sometimes there will be no winner or loser. Instead, they will stop fighting when the fight is almost over.
The competitions at the ordinary disciple level are the most numerous and complex, and are aimed at discovering grassroots talents. In addition, the time of the Eastern Martial Arts Exchange Conference will be extended to maximize the benefits of all parties.
Finally, the core disciple level competition is the highlight as always. This is a competition between the true talents of each school, tempering their will with fists and blood, and competing for the winner.
Throughout the six eastern counties, many of the "little boxing champions" and "swordsmen" who had become famous during the four-year hiatus were already eager to make their move, just waiting for the right time to make a splash.
Live up to your reputation and nickname in this exchange competition.
September 23rd, Mia City, Evil Eye Fist Headquarters.
In the meditation room that belongs exclusively to the sect master.
Hugo stood by the window, looking at the high-rise buildings and the bustling streets in the city. He couldn't calm down and felt inexplicably irritable.
He had been like this since a few days ago, feeling very upset. Perhaps it was because the official date of the exchange meeting was approaching, and the closer the event was to start, the more anxious he became.
I always can't help but worry that there will be mistakes and accidents in the communication, even if Ugo thinks he is well prepared.
I glanced out the window and saw some gloomy clouds.
Hugo went through the specific process again in his mind, making sure that every aspect was flawless and there would be no mistakes. And there were remedial measures and backup plans for many links. Even if an accident happened, he would be able to react quickly to save the situation.
"The third inspection of the exchange venue has been completed and passed."
"The accommodations for each school are ready."
"Contacts from the government and the media have been maintained..."
"My personal invitation list is impeccable."
"All the major schools have already sent out invitations..."
He nodded secretly, and suddenly felt much more relaxed. He sat back on the sofa and made himself a small pot of hot tea.
Just as he was about to take a sip from the white porcelain cup, Ugo thought of the incident a few days ago. It was said that a mysterious secret martial arts school had appeared in Beiliu County for no apparent reason and wanted to participate in this Eastern Martial Arts Exchange Conference. However, everything about this school was unknown. It had only been there for a short time and a lot of information was unknown. Other secret martial arts schools in Beiliu County had not come into contact with it.
Moreover, the time for explaining this genre is too tight.
If it is added, the seating area and accommodation rooms will have to be adjusted, and the list of names and invitations will have to be redone.
So, Hugo did not agree to the other party's request in the end.
Instead, let that school wait for the next exchange competition.
The message was sent, but there was no response from the other party. It seemed that they had accepted it by default. Hugo stopped paying attention to it.
"By the way, what is the name of that sect?"
He took a sip of his tea and rubbed his chin in thought.
"Oh, the Golem Gate."
Ugo muttered to himself as he put the teacup back on the table.
"The name is quite majestic, but I have never heard of it. I guess it is some remote and insignificant sect..."
He shook his head, folded his arms across his chest, and leaned back.
He closed his eyes and planned to take a nap in the afternoon.
He went over everything that had just happened in his mind again. He could not think of any loopholes at all. He also had a backup plan in case of an accident. This made Ugo feel much more at ease. He planned to sleep for an afternoon to get enough rest, and then not sleep for the next two days. He would wait until the exchange meeting on the 25th.
At the same time, one of the Nine Gates of the East, the Star Ring Fist.
In a wide fighting arena, square pale yellow floor tiles formed a grid that corresponded to the clouds in the sky.
In the middle of the field, two figures, one old and one young, in black fighting suits, were moving around and attacking quickly. Fists and kicks were flying, each with explosive force. When their limbs collided, there was a bang, and puffs of dust were blown up.
They stepped on the ground with both feet, and their strength was strong. Every quick turn would cause the thick bricks to break. It made a sound like thunder. If there were people watching the fight around the venue at this time.
I'm afraid my feet will feel numb, as if there was an earthquake.
Bang bang bang!
The tall young man with a red band on his forehead moved vigorously, and his fists with both hands brought out a large area of dazzling light.
He bent his body and shot out his arm like an arrow. The tip of his fist whistled through the air, forming a deadly crescent.
This time the speed was extremely fast, as if it was some kind of secret technique.
An ordinary boxer would probably be defeated instantly by this move.
However, the neatly dressed old man on the opposite side simply raised his palm and silently received the powerful punch, swallowing up the explosive force.
Even, he did not move, and the bricks and stones under his feet were intact. He showed a very high level of energy dissipation and was quite graceful.
“Bang!”
The old man suddenly punched the young man in the stomach, knocking him back and flying across most of the field.
When he was about to land, the young man managed to control his body.
He landed on all fours in a somewhat awkward manner, but quickly jumped up, staggering back to the old man.
"Shaq, your mind is in turmoil."
The old man had droopy eyelids and a face full of wrinkles. He looked to be in his seventies or eighties, and his figure was slightly hunched.
"I'm sorry, Elder A Luo, I just wanted to beat Simone so badly. When I thought about leaving for the Eastern Martial Arts Exchange Tournament today, I was so excited that I couldn't control myself. The three stars of the East are Simone the Thunder Dog, Shaq the Moon Fist, and Cid the Dead Soul Sword. I can only be ranked second, and I will always be one step behind that guy Simone."
"It's obvious that in all the competitions, both openly and privately, we can only be considered to have won half of the game. He is not better than me!" Shaq showed an unwilling look on his face, and he was obviously quite unconvinced.
"In this Eastern Martial Arts Exchange Tournament, I will defeat him in front of everyone! Let the entire Eastern Secret Martial Arts community know who is the strongest among the Eastern Three Stars!" He took a deep breath.
"Don't get excited, don't get confused, don't be impatient. You are the only one among the younger generation who has learned all three secret arts of the sun, moon and stars. You are even younger than I was back then. Simone is no match for you. I, an old man, will accompany you on this trip..."
The old man smiled and comforted her, his eyes slightly narrowed.
"Second Elder, are you going? Then the Sect Master..." Shak said.
"I'll tell him. When you get old, it's good to be active after a long time of quietness." The old man said slowly, stretched out a hand and patted Shaq on the shoulder: "I'm looking forward to the day when you win the Eastern Conference Tournament..."
He looked at Shaq with his cloudy eyes, his vision was slightly blurred, as if he had looked through this young man to himself back then. Fifty years ago, he was full of vigor and vitality. At that time, he seemed to be called the three stars of the East.
By the way, I have another nickname, what is it
Shining... Shining Fist.
On the other side, on a high mountain, maple leaves were swaying. The forest stretched for dozens of miles, as if a fire had broken out, and everywhere was bright red. When the wind blew, the flames rolled up.
And it makes a sound like the sound of waves.
In the maple forest, under the tallest and largest tree.
The man in the plain windbreaker sat cross-legged with his eyes closed, his back straight as a pine tree, and a sheathed sword across his knees.
Fiery red maple leaves fell from time to time, on his head, shoulders, and legs. The man seemed to have become a red maple tree with lush branches and leaves.
His eyebrows were drooping, his features were sharp, and his aura was extremely cold. He was like a killing machine that had been trained since childhood, silent and ruthless.
“Hua La La…” “Hua La La…”
The autumn wind blows, making the whole mountain and field glow with red light.
Buzz buzz buzz…
The long and narrow cross sword on the young man's knee suddenly began to vibrate, making a series of crisp sounds.
Suddenly, a jade-white hand grasped the hilt of the black rope sword. The man disappeared instantly.
A loud whistling sound of slashing was heard in the air.
It actually drowned out the noise of the leaves rubbing against each other in a short period of time.
A stunning sword light burst out of the maple forest, carrying with it an air flow filled with red leaves, leaving a fiery red arc in the air.
It was like a pillar of flame, shooting straight into the sky.
bite!
The sword returned to its scabbard and the young man turned and walked down the mountain.
"After a hundred days of hard training, I finally got the sword of Lie Feng."
"Thunder Dog Simone, Moon Fist Shaq... It's time to move to another position. I'll use you to nourish the Soul-Destroying Sword Intent..."
The young man's figure disappeared in the maple leaves falling like a fiery rain.
Suddenly, a series of rumbling noises came from behind.
It turned out that a dozen trees around were broken, with smooth cross-sections. The trunks collapsed, startling a flock of birds.
Donghai County, Donghai City, Cloud Dog Fist.
On the train station platform, a group of beautiful young girls were surrounding a young man, chattering about something.
"Big Brother, you must come back with the first place..."
"Big Brother, I believe in you. You must keep going!"
"Big Brother, Senior Sister Benny and I both believe that there will be no surprises in this Eastern Exchange Tournament. You will definitely be the strongest! You must help us beat up that expressionless face of West Germany! Last time we sparred, you almost disfigured Senior Sister Benny! How abominable..."
"Big Brother..."
The passengers around looked over with curiosity, because these girls had outstanding looks, tall and beautiful figures, unique temperaments, and a youthful vitality in their words.
"Whoosh~" White steam gushed out from the gaps between the carriages.
"Alright, alright, I know what you want to say. I will go all out in this Eastern Secret Martial Arts Exchange Tournament. The train is about to leave, and my fellow apprentices and elders are still waiting for me. Bye."
The young man squeezed out from the crowd of beautiful women and quickly got into the train compartment. The sunlight shone in from the window and fell on the handsome face of the man. His facial features were deep, as cold and clear as if carved by a knife, and his face was very aggressive.
He crossed a few carriages and sat down next to an old man.
"Coming?" The old man leaned slightly inside.
"Yeah." The young man nodded with a slight smile on his face.
He suddenly thought of something and said with interest: "Uncle Feis, tell me, should I use 80% of my strength or 90% of my strength this time? Or just use all my strength. After all, in the past few years, I have been using 70% of my strength to deal with those two people." The young man shook his head, his tone slightly sarcastic.
"Three stars in the East? Hehe..."