"Sister Zichen, Mr. Yihe is in Korea. He said that he will have the opportunity to fight with you in the martial arts conference, which will prove the mysteries of martial arts."
Tokyo, Japan, in the private room of the Kobu Aiki Dojo, Ueshiba Maruko and Tang Zichen are sitting behind the tatami, Tang Zichen is still wearing a purple Tang suit, and Maruko is wearing a traditional Japanese big cherry blossom kimono, sitting very rigorously , meticulous.
Fifty meters away from the secret room, stood a row of solemn-faced men in black suits, sunglasses and headsets, and several women in black scarves, wooden clogs, and holding short knives. These people are naturally the elite bodyguards of the Chibi Maruko Imperial Martial Arts Association. There were only three bodyguards on Tang Zichen's side, who were fighting against the Imperial Martial Society, which was incomparable to the aggressive group of the other party, but standing side by side, the aura of the three clearly overwhelmed the large group of Imperial Martial Arts people.
These three people are all teenagers, one face is cold, one is gentle, and the other is plain. They are all handsome. But what he carried was a cold temperament brought out from the mountain of corpses and the sea of blood. Standing face to face, it made people seem to be standing in front of a devil's yaksha.
These male and female bodyguards of the Imperial Martial Arts Club are also very powerful characters, and they have seen big scenes. But standing in front of these three people felt cold in his heart, broke out in cold sweat, and was almost suffocated!
This situation is very strange. A large group of fierce and calm bodyguards were oppressed by the aura of the three teenagers, so that a thin layer of sweat broke out on their foreheads. It was as if a mouse and a cat were standing next to each other, and a wimpy little man was sitting next to a thug like Tyson.
"You three, restrain yourself."
Seeing that the bodyguards of the Imperial Martial Arts Association were extremely nervous, Tang Zichen's voice came from the secret room.
As soon as the three teenagers heard Tang Zichen's voice, their faces softened immediately, their eyebrows relaxed slightly, and the corners of their mouths pursed.
Just this simple facial expression immediately changed his temperament. He was originally a devil Yaksha, but suddenly his temperament was as gentle as a mountain of corpses and a sea of blood.
In an instant, the three teenagers turned from devils into three ordinary people who looked like school students.
Hoo hoo! The tense and suffocating atmosphere of the whole scene immediately eased. The bodyguards of the Huangwuhui who were present were so relieved by the pressure that they made a small commotion.
Ueshiba Maruko who was sitting in the private room also clearly saw this situation, and was obviously shocked in her heart.
The three people brought by Tang Zichen, relying on this one restraint of their own aura, the kung fu of changing their temperament between changing faces has obviously reached the kung fu of turning energy, Xiao Wanzi carefully estimated in his heart, even if he personally met these three people Individuals may not be sure of winning.
"No wonder the Tang Sect is so powerful! Tang Zichen's three followers, I am not sure of winning. This is too..." The shock in Xiaowanzi's heart is natural, she is already the top boxer in Japan, and she can be ranked Among the top ten characters, who knows that the strength of the three teenagers in the Tang Sect is not inferior to hers.
What is this concept? In other words, any three young people from the Tang Sect can be compared to the top boxers in Japan.
"Back then, Ye Xuan was considered a genius in martial arts, but compared with these three young people, he seemed to be inferior? Could it be that the real genius of the Tang Sect was born? This is too incredible."
"Little Maruko, don't be surprised. These three are the three leaders of our Tang Sect's elite purple army. They are not ordinary people."
Tang Zichen seemed to see the shock in Xiaowanzi's heart clearly, and smiled casually, without pretending to be mysterious or mysterious.
"Igagen's boxing must have reached the realm of alchemy, that's why he is so confident. But this time there are so many masters in the martial arts competition, Xiao Maruko, you should be careful when you inform him."
"It seems that sister Zichen's Tang Sect is confident to compete for the number one in this martial arts tournament. I lost a trick to Mr. Wang Chao last time, and I still want to learn." Xiaowanzi smiled sweetly : "Mr. Wang Chao is now in the world of martial arts, and he is obviously the best in the world, but this title is very envied. I am afraid that there will be unnecessary troubles."
Now all the major underground forces in the world know the news that after Wang Chao and the GOD leader fought in Paris, the GOD assassination group was disbanded, and the leader made an appointment to fight Wang Chao at the Martial Arts Conference.
The GOD assassination organization has dominated the world's underground forces for many years, and some veteran gangsters, whether they are in the Western world or the Asian world, will change their colors when they talk about it. The news of the two people's appointment at the Martial Arts Conference this time will naturally cause a sensation among many people.
How big is this world? How many powerful people are there? How many people paid attention to the battle at this pinnacle? How many powerful figures also want to seize the limelight
Xiao Maruko could almost imagine how exciting this martial arts conference would be.
"You Japanese boxing circles, gangsters, and the government are all secretly arranging it. You can't let us Chinese steal all the limelight."
Tang Zichen said casually.
"this… "
Maruko was silent for a moment, not easy to answer.
When Tang Zichen came to Japan this time, he secretly met with many gangsters and government sports officials. He spent a huge sum of US$1.5 billion and became one of the biggest sponsors of the Martial Arts Conference. This action immediately attracted the attention of the Korea-Japan Martial Arts Association, some gangsters, and even the government.
There are also very shrewd characters in the government gangsters of Japan and South Korea. Naturally, they can immediately understand what the behemoth Tangmen is going to do.
This martial arts conference was originally a competition hyped up by the Korean and Japanese martial arts circles in order to invigorate the economy and increase its influence. If the Tang Sect turns it into a gathering of Chinese martial artists from all over the world, it will deal a severe blow to the Korean and Japanese martial arts circles! Even after a setback will never recover! Karate, Taekwondo, Kendo, Judo, Aikido, these martial arts will have no market anywhere in the world! And Chinese martial arts are everywhere!
This is something that the Korean and Japanese martial arts circles, even the government and the underworld cannot tolerate.
To put it more seriously, it is related to the state system! About the nation!
Originally, in response to this incident, the organizers of the Korean and Japanese sports circles could improve some procedures to prevent the registration of Chinese boxers. It's too easy to get some insider information and unspoken rules in a commercial conference. However, the huge amount of money sent by the Tang Sect at this time has become the biggest sponsor!
Money can pass through the gods, and no one in the world will refuse the temptation of money. Tang Zichen came to sponsor this time, and became a sponsor himself, so all the unspoken rules will not work. Because she herself has become part of the unspoken rules.
It can be said that the moment Tang Sect became the biggest sponsor of the Martial Arts Conference, it was already doomed for a big alliance of Chinese people all over the world at the Martial Arts Conference.
Since the unspoken rules are no longer useful, then only the explicit ones can be used.
Some bigwigs in the Japanese martial arts world, the underworld, and the political sports association have secretly held an emergency meeting last night to mobilize experts from various fields to urgently resist the aggression of Chinese martial arts. They want to fully cheer up and defeat the Chinese boxers at the martial arts conference ! Keep the national system while defeating Tangmen's arrangements.
Xiao Maruko's Imperial Martial Arts Aikido has a close relationship with the Tang Sect, and she knows a lot of inside information, so she herself is naturally included in the secret meeting.
So when Tang Zichen asked about the situation, it was difficult for her to answer.
Tang Zichen saw that Xiaowanzi was hesitant, and smiled slightly: "We are just chatting. Of course you have a secret arrangement, and it is only natural if you don't tell it. Anyway, in the Martial Arts Conference, it will be head-to-head. Wen Wu is the first, and Wu Wu is the second. When the time comes It's useless to say it, it all depends on who's skill is tough."
"Of course." Xiaowanzi's expression softened.
At this moment, suddenly, a person came in hurriedly, holding a telegram in his hand and sent it to three Tang Sect teenagers. One of the teenagers took the telegram and looked at it, and suddenly his face changed drastically, and he walked in immediately.
"Boss, the head of the Nanyang Tang Sect in Paris sent an urgent call."
"Oh!" Tang Zichen took the telegram, glanced at it slightly, and a strange figure flashed in her eyes immediately, and at the same time, her body stood up, "Let's go back to Paris."
"Sister Chen, Yuwen and we are all senior leaders of the Purple Legion. The most core figures of the Tang Sect. They are no different than other Tang Sect people. No matter how you say it, you will die..."
On the plane back to Paris, a teenager said the news in the telegram just now. Although his words were calm, he concealed a lot of anger, which was obviously suppressed.
"Yuwen has experienced many battles and is the best among us. Even when he faced the pursuit of the American Ssangyong, he was not inferior in the slightest. How could he be killed by one of Wang Chao's apprentices? It was clearly Wang Chao himself..." A young man narrowed his eyes slightly, and his fingers were slightly clenched, like fishhooks.
"Sister Chen is not looking for this kind of person, otherwise, the leader of GOD would not personally challenge him. There are many geniuses in this world, especially those in martial arts. We also know Yuwen, he competes with others Many times, but he will not fight unsure battles, let alone challenge Wang Chao easily. Have you ever seen him challenge the leader of GOD? If Yuwen died because of a martial arts competition, then it is nothing, and his skills are not as good as people."
Another teenager analyzed calmly.
Tang Zichen closed his eyes in front, ignoring the discussion of his subordinates.
"It's extremely dangerous! It's almost a narrow escape, and it's almost all luck to survive." In the Wudang swordsmanship dojo in Paris, Wang Chao's expression was calm, and he was a little shocked when he listened carefully to Huo Ling'er's changes in the martial arts contest with Yuwen.
"Yuwen's boxing skills are profound, especially after countless life-and-death fights. His temperament, spirit, and strength are all excellent. Even if the famous boxing masters in this world meet him, they may not be opponents. If you can defeat him this time, you can It is said that he has fallen into a trap in his style of play, otherwise, you will not have a 20% chance."
Wang Chao stood up, gestured the double snake-shaped gossip palm, and rehearsed the jade ring step of a drunken concubine. Finally, he fell to the ground, turned over and collapsed, and suddenly fell short, with a scissors on his abdomen. The sound, the hand silently uttered a slash that almost had the charm of stealing the sky.
The artistic conception of his "Slaying the Red Dragon" is round and fleeting, Huo Ling'er saw it in his eyes, and felt like he was having a dream in his mind. After doing it, there was no trace, but it was gone The flavor is profound. But not in reality.
"People are like Qiu Honglai with faith, things are like spring dreams without trace..."
Huo Ling'er looked at Wang Chao's "slaying the red dragon" hand, and the artistic conception of two lines of poetry suddenly appeared in his head, and he propped his cheeks, and read it from his mouth.
"People are like Qiuhong who has faith, but things are like spring dreams without a trace?"
Wang Chao paused, and heard the two lines of poetry in Huo Ling'er's mouth, chewing carefully: "My move to slay the red dragon is to hide the sky and cross the sea. I suddenly cut off the root of the mundane, and the mundane will be like autumn." The swan migratory bird has a creed in everything, but after one cut, it surpasses the boundary between heaven and man, and people are as beautiful and free as a spring dream, but there is no trace, and it seems real and illusion. The artistic conception of these two poems is profound, and the poet is who?"
"Master, the person who wrote this poem is not a martial arts master. It is Su Dongpo." Huo Ling'er giggled, "Su Dongpo is a man who understands the principles of Zen. In the secular world, people pay attention to creeds, and when they are born, they will be like a spring dream without any trace. Su Dongpo's birth did not follow Buddhism's four things are empty, and Taoism's Taishang Wangqing, but a spring dream, such a state of being out of the world , not rigid, not ruthless, too chic."
"Su Dongpo's poetry?" Wang Chao smiled and sighed: "I don't read much, and I haven't studied poetry. I am a pure martial artist, but the realm of poetry, calligraphy and painting is the same as that of boxing. Reading and playing the piano can cultivate The temperament of a person is to reconcile qi and blood. Boxing is the same. Hey! Those who study Zen have reached the highest level, and their temperament is ethereal. The world, breaking the void, is like a spring dream, both beautiful and indifferent without any trace."
When a person reads and writes alone, his temperament will become calm, and his health will get better and better. The so-called reading nourishes the spirit. It's the same as boxing. It's just that boxing practitioners have another way of fighting. But it is different from reading and writing.
Wang Chao didn't read it in high school, he only read some boxing manuals, beat people and killed people, and didn't study the artistic conception and charm of poetry and literature at all, so he was a martial artist. It's no better than some great people who are proficient in everything. They are not only world-class in martial arts, but also able to export chapters. They can easily produce famous stories through the ages.
"Master is not a martial artist. Your boxing skills are superb poems. I see your boxing skills. When your boxing skills are strong, you are like soldiers in autumn on the battlefield. Thousands of troops and horses are beating the drums. It’s like cutting candles to the west window, raining at night in Bashan Mountain. And when killing people, it’s like a madman sharpening his knife at night, and the emperor’s stars are fluttering. My master’s boxing has more charm than reading poetry.”
Huo Ling'er shook her head.
Wang Chao smiled and sighed again.
"Master is absent-minded? You are worried that I will kill Yuwen. You are in a dilemma. After all, you are the leader of the Tang Sect and you are about to marry her."
Huo Ling'er said quietly.
"I'm not worried about this. I'm worried about you. I don't know if you will be able to reach the realm of alchemy in the future. Speaking of your martial arts practice, it's actually longer than your master. If you can't make rapid progress in the future, I'm afraid..."
"Afraid of what?"
Huo Ling'er asked strangely.
Wang Chao didn't speak anymore, and looked outside quietly.
After a while, I saw a woman in a purple Tang suit appearing at the door, and walked in slowly.
This woman is Tang Zichen.
Huo Ling'er had also seen Tang Zichen, and when she saw her appear, she immediately stood up, her whole body tensed up, as if she was facing the greatest pressure in this world.
Huo Ling'er has also been in contact with some top masters, and knows that when a master like Tang Zichen fights with others, a flash of eyes, a state of arrogance and mental state can give people great pressure, and even make people collapse, there is no need to fight at all . So Huo Ling'er took precautions.
She killed Tang Zichen's people, thinking that Tang Zichen would definitely put pressure on her. So she raised all her spirits and prepared to fight.
But unexpectedly, Tang Zichen didn't put any pressure on her.
As soon as Tang Zichen walked in, he naturally sat beside Wang Chao.
"I just came back and went to see Yuwen's body first. He suffered a fractured spine, suffered a slap in the abdomen, and then committed suicide. It was a fair competition. Since the competition, life and death are determined by fate, so it's nothing." Tang Zichen Said something to Wang Chao, then turned his eyes and looked at Huo Ling'er, still did not express any pressure, just shook his head: "However, Huo Ling'er, you killed my subordinate in a fair contest, and I also I have to express something. In this way, I will give you three years, and after three years, we will fight against each other and decide whether to live or die."