"Young man, if you have practiced kung fu well, you don't have to be so ostentatious."
After Zhao Guangrong dispelled the spinning force on Lin Shifeng's body, he put his hands under his ribs, his expression was very loose, and he didn't intend to make a move, but Wang Chao felt that his whole body had gathered together, and he hugged him with all his strength, as if making a gesture at any time Like a thunderbolt.
Wang Chao's martial arts skills and eyesight are so high that there are few rivals in the world. It is natural to see that Zhao Guangrong's hand frame, which is placed under his ribs and slightly raised, is the "God" in the thirty-two Taizu Changquan. Fist", once you make a move, it must be as if possessed by a god, and its power is unparalleled.
However, Wang Chao didn't want to be here, and would start fighting if there was any disagreement. After all, it was the opening party of the Tangmen Promise Conference. It was a bit ridiculous that the bigwigs from the two sides had divided life and death without saying a word. And Zhao Guangrong is a member of the Tang Sect after all, if he is injured or dies, it will be the Tang Sect's own power that will be lost.
Wang Chao could tell that he was also a character, and his martial arts was as high as he had ever seen in his life. Among the boxing masters he had seen, only Wharton Tang Lianxi, the supreme master, could match him. Such a person, if he can wholeheartedly integrate the Tang Sect and obey Tang Zichen's arrangements, he will definitely be a right-hand man.
"I have seen many people in my life, and definitely not too few, but I have never been afraid of anyone. As for my status, it is neither high nor low, but compared with Lin and Zhao, it is almost the same. , there is absolutely no reason to call uncle or uncle. Just now Master Lin wanted to test my style. If Master Zhao thinks my style is not bad, can he help you if there is a chance? Don’t be in a hurry. Today is our Nanyang Tangmen On the day of the pleading meeting, everyone gathers together, joyously, and discusses each other as soon as the door is opened, but it doesn't matter the occasion and time. Let's wait."
Facing Zhao Guangrong's implicit attack airs, Wang Chao also remained unmoved. Just speak indifferently, neither humble nor overbearing, tepid, extremely plain.
"Hmph, that's fine. I want to see who you really are." Zhao Guangrong lowered his hand slightly, let go of his "magic fist posture", turned to Lin Shifeng and said, "Brother Lin, don't be common sense, let's go in Bar."
Lin Shifeng suffered a small loss, and he almost made a big ugly just now. He already had lingering fears about Wang Chao's unpredictable boxing skills. Although he was dissatisfied, he held his breath. But I also understand that if I continue to care about it, it must be myself who suffers.
Although he has power, guns and horses, he didn't bring them today, and this is the Nanyang Tangmen's stronghold. Tang Zichen didn't dare to suffer because of his prestige, so he let his direct descendants make trouble. So this loss can only be endured. Who told him that his skills were inferior to others.
"Brother Zhao, this man's martial arts are really unfathomable. If you really want to take action against him, you must be careful, and you must not have any thoughts of underestimating the enemy. Also, brother just saw the details of this man No? This person's martial arts seems to be good at Taijiquan, and the strength of martial arts seems to be not in the same line as Tang Zichen, so he is not Tang Zichen's descendant?" Lin Shifeng lowered his voice to Zhao Guangrong after entering the auditorium.
It turned out that he had just made an attack, and he also had an idea to try Wang Chao's skills, so that Zhao Guangrong could fully see Wang Chao's strength. His martial arts are not weak either. Shaolin's Xinyi fists are practiced in ten directions, and his whole body is like a centipede with hundreds of joints. Of course, he has a nickname called "Fire Centipede", which means he is poisonous and cruel And spicy.
"I don't think this person's identity is simple. He is not an unknown person. I didn't say that he is neither high nor low. He must be a famous person. The essence of Tang Zichen's boxing is all in the dragon-snake joint strike, which contains ever-changing. But it is also born out of Xingyiquan's dragon-shaped snake-shaped, just now this person's crotch hit, which merged the swirling snake-shaped collapse into Tai Chi's "beating people inside the plate", may not be Tang Zichen's direct martial arts. You Don't worry, I will not underestimate the enemy."
Zhao Guangrong is a character. When he saw Wang Chao and Lin Shifeng fighting just now, he already saw the general skills. Wang Chao's Taijiquan "Reverse Pulling the Monkey" can actually control the movement of bones in the whole body by pushing a bone with a single grasp of the tricky wrist. Afterwards, the two moves of "grabbing the bird's tail" and "hugging the knees and bending the steps" are ordinary moves, but the strength, energy and blood are delicately controlled, which is completely natural. So he immediately put away any contempt and regarded Wang Chao as a strong enemy.
Wang Chao didn't notice him. He still focused on Jiang Hai, but found that Jiang Hai was just making out with the little girl next to him, rubbing against each other, whispering as if no one else was whispering, as if his own Lin Shifeng just now The skirmish did not catch his attention at all.
Bang bang bang! A series of red firecrackers sounded outside the auditorium, followed by gongs and drums. In an open space in front of the auditorium square, more than a dozen big golden, red, green, yellow, white, and black lions were dancing vigorously. , with big eyes blinking and blinking, jumping and jumping, on the benches made of high wooden bridge stools, fighting and fighting for a basket of brightly colored balls placed on the Eight Immortals tables on the many floors in the center of the square. .
This is a long-lasting ritual of lion dance and picking green, and overseas Chinese often hold grand events. These lions are all paid by the Tang Sect. Disciples from various martial arts halls will dance lions and compete for colored balls. After grabbing the lions, they will be awarded the honor of local celebrities marking their eyes with cinnabar pens, and a large amount of money for "color head". ", so every lion dance is very exciting and intense, and it is unique. Of course, there is no shortage of bloody fights for the prize.
Firecrackers exploded, gongs and drums sounded, and lions danced happily. This big uproar attracted everyone's eyes and attention. It seemed that no one paid attention to and brought up the little unhappiness of Wang Chao and Lin Shifeng just now.
Even Wang Chao himself fought fiercely with more than a dozen brightly colored and brand-new lions, his thoughts were flying, and he felt the ancient traditional etiquette inherited by the Chinese living in foreign countries from generation to generation. Compared with domestic ones, it has a special flavor.
A majestic white-haired lion, the most majestic, rampaged on the high horse bench, and those lions were no match. Wang Chao saw that the lion was composed of two people, but they were two proud disciples of Baiquanyi Martial Arts Academy. The martial arts of these two disciples have inherited Bai Quanyi's Shaolin Leopard Boxing short horse ups and downs, are good at jumping and hooking the frame, the horse's gait is stable, jumping and moving, and the balance is strong, which is no less than those Olympic gymnastics that rotate freely on the balance beam. champion. The rest of the martial arts disciples who danced lions obviously paled in comparison.
The white lion rampaged, and the rest of the lions fell off their horses one after another. Finally, they approached the stacked Eight Immortals table in the center of the square. Suddenly, they jumped, caught the edge of the table, turned up and down a few times, and reached the top, caught the colored ball, jumped down, and ran happily In front of Tang Zichen and a group of people.
There is no doubt that the prize of this lion dance meeting was snatched by Baiquan Yiwuguan. Now the lion comes over with the ball, one is to get the lottery, and the other is to ask Tang Zichen to touch his eyes with a cinnabar pen.
Although there are many famous and famous boxers present today, Tang Zichen, the head of the Tang Sect, is indeed the only one who is qualified to touch the lion's eyes with a cinnabar pen.
Unexpectedly, at this critical moment, Wang Chao suddenly heard Tang Zichen's voice whispering in his ear: "Little brother, you can give the prize instead of me, and put eyes on the lion." With a wave, a girl behind brought up a red tray that had already been prepared. On the tray were a plate of cinnabar mixed as bright as blood, a brush, and an 88888 card. A check for ten dollars.
Wang Chao nodded, rolled up his sleeves, picked up the big snow-white wolf hair brush in the tray, and licked the bright cinnabar in the plate. At this moment, the audience suddenly fell silent, and everyone's eyes were focused on Wang Chao's hand that picked up the brush, and turned to him.
There were thousands of people in the audience, almost all Tangmen Chinese celebrities and rich people from Indonesia, Malaysia, Singapore, the Philippines, and even Myanmar, Thailand, Vietnam, Taiwan, and Japan. There are so many people and so complicated that they are like muddy sea water. Because of the complexity, from the beginning to the present, there are voices of each other chatting everywhere. The noise is like a vegetable market, which has never stopped. This sudden silence is really too big in contrast to just now. Can't help but let a strange feeling rise in everyone's heart.
Although it is a simple ceremony of dotting the lion's eyes with a cinnabar pen, almost everyone knows the meaning contained in it: "Nanyang Tangmen, the helm is about to be replaced." Tang Zichen's instruction has really put the matter on the table .
"Wait."
The sudden silence did not cause any tremor in Wang Chao's hand holding the pen, and he was still licking the cinnabar steadily. Just when he was about to put the eyes on the white lion, Zhao Guangrong suddenly took a step and spoke. . Now that Tang Zichen has put the matter on the table, he can no longer remain silent, otherwise, after letting Wang Chao nod his eyes, he will be acquiescing to the matter.
"Zi Chen, everyone here today is a veteran of our Nanyang Tang Sect, which one is not a celebrity? What qualifications does your younger brother have? Can you give eyes to a lion? Zichen, you want this younger brother wholeheartedly. He is in charge of the Nanyang Tang Sect's affairs, but his qualifications are shallow and he may not be able to take on this important task, right?"
Zhao Guangrong looked at Tang Zichen.
Right after he had spoken, discussions arose in the silent scene.
"Uncle, you are wrong. Master Wang Chao is the curator of the dignified Laoshan Neijia Boxing Gym, the number one martial art master in Greater East Asia, and he still has the qualifications to be a lion's eye."
Just when Wang Chao was about to speak, Jiang Hai suddenly smiled and stood up. His voice was not loud, but everyone could hear him very clearly.