"How did this happen? How did this happen? Can't even the power of the Hongmen Association stop Wang Chao? Yan Yuanyi herself is also the best expert in the world, not to mention Zhao Guangrong is by her side, and there are so many experts in the Hongmen Association." , so many people, can't stop a Wang Chao? Even if he is the best in the world, he is still a body of flesh and blood. How could this be? Is Yan Yuanyi dead? Or was he taken away? There is room for manoeuvre, if Wang Chao kills him, it's over, over, with Wang Chao's temperament, I'm afraid, I'm afraid the consequences will be disastrous..."
The news from the Hongmen Association was like a bolt from the blue, and Liao Junhua's mind went blank.
This can be said to be the biggest crisis in his life in history!
Although this crisis did not pose a threat to his life, it was more terrifying than the threat to his life. But after all, he is a person who has seen even strong winds and waves. After his head went blank for a moment, he quickly calmed down. Analyze the situation and the best countermeasures.
In an instant, he pinpointed the crux of the matter to Yan Yuanyi, who was kidnapped by Wang Chao. If Yan Yuanyi hadn't died, then there was still hope for the matter. If Wang Chao killed him, then the matter would truly get out of hand.
But Liao Junhua knew very well that Wang Chao was usually peaceful, but once he made a move, he was like a thunderbolt, and he seldom survived. He was very uncertain whether Yan Yuanyi was dead or not.
"Looks like I have to go to Tangmen to find out..."
A few minutes later, Liao Junhua determined his next move and decided to contact Wang Chao first.
"Minister Liao, your Yintang is black. I'm afraid it's too much work. I'm afraid something happened. With your concentration and cultivation, even if something big happens, it won't be like this. This time Things are probably in danger."
At this moment, a middle-aged man in a suit heard the movement and came in. Seeing Liao Junhua's appearance, he carefully looked at his face, shook his head and sighed.
This middle-aged man is obviously Wu Quannan, a Taoist priest from Wudang Mountain. Now he seems to have returned to vulgarity. Follow the dignitaries to seek further development.
Since he came to Liao Junhua's side, he has become a little famous in the upper circles. The reason why he is famous is not because of his martial arts, but because of his mouth for fortune-telling.
"Old Wu, I'm afraid this time it's really a bit of a mystery. But I won't tell you what happened, as long as you help me find out what the future holds for me?"
Liao Junhua didn't believe in Wu Quannan's fortune-telling at first, but now he went to the doctor in a hurry.
"Oh?" Wu Quannan was stunned for a moment, then looked at Liao Junhua's face carefully, let out a long breath, closed his eyes, and seemed to be thinking about something: "You look very bad now, there is a big disturbance in front of you It is for sure. But don’t be impatient, and don’t act rashly, otherwise, I’m afraid that the boat will be destroyed. Although I don’t know what happened, but according to your current situation, you must learn from Jiang Taigong and let the wind and waves go Daddy, I am sitting firmly on the Diaoyutai. I have been looking at your face, you have the air of a king, but now the air of a king has been covered by bad luck. It is like a lamp in the wind, crumbling. But this is not an opportunity. Once you pass it, The future is limitless, I can see that there must be a glimmer of hope in your complexion. You are not in a desperate situation, this turmoil may be a test given to you by the heavens, you can't let yourself be confused."
"Let's sit on the Diaoyutai regardless of the wind and waves..." Hearing Wu Quannan's words, Liao Junhua seemed to calm down a little, and suddenly gave up the idea of looking for Wang Chao. Instead, he called out: "Prepare the car and go to the military area. This time I'm going to give it a go."
Indonesia, a seaside villa in Jakarta, Wang Chao was sitting on the sofa, watching the coconut trees outside swaying in the sea breeze with a slight smell of water plants. Tang Zichen also sat quietly beside him, eyes slightly closed, and did not speak.
The husband and wife were silent, and the atmosphere was very peaceful and distant, as if they were enjoying a rare leisure time.
"I guess Liao Junhua should have received the news from the Hongmen Association. He will definitely come to me. Why is there no movement?" Wang Chao suddenly said something to himself, and seemed to be asking Tang Zichen.
"He's not simple..." Tang Zichen put his hands on his knees, looking at the sky above the yard in front of the house, "He already knows the news, and he must know that it's useless to find you. It's a done deal. So I made up my mind and made up my mind to go all out. Let the wind and waves rise, sit on the Diaoyutai... If he comes to you angrily, he will appear to be in a hurry. It won't be a big deal. Well, now that we have made such a fuss about the Martial Arts Conference, the country must be paying attention to this big situation .And Liao Junhua himself is the most suitable one to preside over the work. Without him, the domestic and foreign martial arts circles must be in chaos, so you don't have to worry about him."
"The masters in this world are almost there. I don't know if there is anyone worth seeing in this martial arts conference?" Wang Chao suddenly calculated.
Since he turned out to be born, it can be said that he has met countless masters. There are bright energy, dark energy, transformation energy, alchemy energy, gang energy, and even those who break through the void and are immortal. And there are quite a few top figures who died in his hands.
"How many famous masters are there now? Wharton and Morgan died in my hands. The prince of the Middle East, Immat, was also killed by me. Yan Yuanyi is gone now, and Zhao Guangrong is also dead. In my hands, Shaolin Shi Yongse, Yong Xiaolong, Yong Xiaohu, Zhou Binglin, Cui Changbai, Miyagi Liangtian, Ruan Hongxiu... I can’t remember how many famous masters died in my hands. After this martial arts conference, I don’t know how many more masters will appear? It’s really a pity if you don’t want two or three big cats and kittens. The world is so big, but real masters are rare.”
Wang Chao recalled that he walked all the way, his hands were covered with the lives of masters.
"I don't know whether Liu Mubai, Wu Yunlong, Yigayuan, and the GOD leader will die in my hands. The number one in the world bears too many lives..."
Wang Chao thought about it carefully, then shook his head again, looked at the clear clouds outside, and thought in his heart: "After the Martial Dao Conference and the overall situation is settled, it will be fine. There are no more troublesome things, and basically Without fighting and killing, you can spend many quiet days with Zichen, living a life that only envies mandarin ducks but not immortals."
"Little brother, you are so quiet." Wang Chao's heart moved, and Tang Zichen seemed to know what this little brother was thinking: "You have the reputation of the world's number one master, because you are afraid of being too cold at the heights, and you can't bear the future. Are you in trouble? Do you want to live a life of seclusion with me in the future? Unfortunately, this world is too big and too small. With our identities, even if we live in seclusion, people will find out. Only by standing on the top of this world can we live a truly peaceful life.”
Indeed, Tang Zichen knows some things very clearly. The world is too big and too small, especially in modern society, it is impossible to truly live in seclusion and live a life like a fairy. With Wang Chao's reputation and Tang Zichen's status plus the colossus of the Tang Sect, it is too eye-catching, and there are too many enemies. The relationship is complicated. Even if you live in seclusion, if you don't look for others, others will look for you. It is impossible to have real peace.
"How did sister know that I want to live in seclusion?" Wang Chao turned his head, looked at Tang Zichen, and was dumbfounded.
"You stood at the highest point all at once, and you inevitably feel lonely and melancholy in your heart. Brother, you are still human after all. You have feelings and emotions." Tang Zichen smiled.
"I don't want to live in seclusion. It's unrealistic to abandon the fights and fights. If it was in ancient times, the two of us could learn from the gods and couples. After getting tired of the fights in the rivers and lakes, we can go to a place where no one can find us." But it is obviously impossible in modern times. Only when we build a huge empire, an overseas group, and it lasts for hundreds of years, so that others will always fear you, can we enjoy a peaceful life. Although our Tangmen is huge, it is actually too big. It’s too young. Actually, I wasn’t feeling lonely and melancholy just now, but just sighed, how many masters there are in this world. Zichen, tell me, how many masters of alchemy will appear in the martial arts conference?”
Dan Jin is a qualitative leap to the pinnacle of human physical strength. There are very few people in this world who have achieved such achievements, and they are all well-known figures. Very few came down.
"The waves behind the Yangtze River drive the waves ahead, and the new generation replaces the old ones. The old ones die, and the new ones will appear. Brother, how many years did it take you to grow from a student who didn't understand anything to the world's number one master now? Time? Not ten years... In this world, there will never be a shortage of geniuses with perseverance, and geniuses will never lack luck. I can say with certainty that there will be many, many people challenging your status in this martial arts conference..." Tang Zichen laughed said.
"Oh? Will there be many people who will challenge me?" Wang Chao smiled: "I really want to see if there is anyone in this world who can take away my position as the number one master in the world."
As Wang Chao said, he stood up and walked to Tang Zichen's side, stretched out his arms and held Tang Zichen in his arms, feeling the fragrance of soft jade.
And Tang Zichen put his eyes on Wang Chao's face, as if he couldn't appreciate it enough. "Little brother, you actually look really good, really good-looking."
Tang Zichen's eyes suddenly flashed a little blurred, and he gently brought his lips to Wang Chao's forehead and kissed it.
With a thought, Wang Chao hugged Tang Zichen and kissed him.
"Huh?... Why can't I concentrate now? Why can't I concentrate when I practice today? It seems that something bad happened, depressed, depressed."
At this time, in the martial arts dojo of Mingluntang Chinese School. Huo Linger was sparring with her younger brother Tan Wendong in the spacious practice field. For some reason, she couldn't calm down now. She was almost capsized in the gutter by Tan Wendong's series of fierce punches.
Tan Wendong's boxing skills are fierce, there are many killers, and his actual combat experience is even richer. However, it is quite different from Huo Ling'er who has entered the Huajin level. Logically speaking, there is no suspense between the two of them usually fighting each other. But Huo Linger suddenly became absent-minded.
"No more practice, no more practice, I'm in a bad mood now."
With a sudden slap, after forcing Tan Wendong back, Huo Linger waved her hand upset.
"Senior Sister, your kung fu has already perfected, your mind must be calmed down, and you are as silent as a fetus. Why does this happen all of a sudden these two days?"
Tan Wendong asked puzzled.
"Uh, maybe there are some forks in the practice. I'm going to take a rest and take a walk." Huo Ling'er said, and walked out of the martial arts dojo.
"It's strange, these days I always feel restless all of a sudden. It used to be only at night, why did this happen during the day today? I used to feel restless at night, it must be the master's presence... Now I feel restless during the day, could it be that the master is there again? What's in that..."
Huo Ling'er thought about it, Wang Chao's appearance appeared in her head, she couldn't control the blood all over her body, her face turned red all of a sudden, she felt very hot, and her breathing became a little short of breath.
"Why do you think that Master is like this? Can't control the blood?" Huo Ling'er tried her best to adjust her mood, and finally calmed down.
"Hey! I don't know when I can surpass Tang Zichen... But... even if I surpass Tang Zichen, what will the master do to me if I fight her?"
Huo Ling'er remembered the agreement between herself and Tang Zichen to fight three years later, her heart skipped a beat, then she sighed, and said to herself: "Baodan, god...Peng Island still needs to travel together, it's hard to get on Biyan Head, if you use silence as a practice, and the weak water is full, you will have a long boat... "
"Peng Island still needs to travel with a companion. Unfortunately, the master's partner is not me... Three years, three years, three years later... No matter what, I will fight for myself."
The poem in Huo Linger's mouth was written by Sun Buer, a very famous female alchemy master in the late Song Dynasty and early Yuan Dynasty. It is difficult to get to the Jasper Rock on Penglai Island alone. In the past, she only read this poem occasionally, and didn't know the artistic conception, but now she finally seems to have some understanding.
Just when Wang Chao and Tang Zichen were enjoying men's peaceful time in Nanyang, and when Liao Junhua was closely arranging everything in China, when Baliming secretly returned to China to meet the leader of GOD. Fighters from all over the world, in addition to all Chinese boxers, powerful characters from various countries are also eager to move.
As Tang Zichen said, in this world, even if you live in seclusion, others will trouble you. Only by building a huge and irresistible empire, always standing at the pinnacle of this world, and having generations of outstanding talents , can really enjoy the clean.
When Wang Chao is rarely at leisure, troubles from abroad are brewing violently.
Russia.
The cold tundra of Siberia.
The weather in the tropics of Southeast Asia is already scorching hot, but in Siberia, it is still cold and the permafrost does not melt all year round. Although it is extremely cold here, even Russians who have adapted to the severe cold climate are not used to it, so there are few people, and there are often only a small city or town in a place hundreds of miles away.
But it is precisely because of this that the world's largest criminal groups are provided with the best place to build their bases!
There are four chaotic paradises in the world. The first is Africa, and the second is Siberia. Even Southeast Asia, where smuggling and ethnic conflicts are serious, and North America, Mexico, where drug cartels are organized, cannot compare to this place.
The most mysterious training camp for underground fighting and black boxing in the world, the Siberia training camp is also located on this land.
"Has Mikoyan come back? This guy is really rubbish! He was defeated by a Chinese monk, and he still has the face to come back?"
At the foot of a high mountain stands a barracks. The architecture is typical Russian style. It was snowy outside and the wind was howling. However, outside this group of camps, there were quite a few people standing!
Most of these people are unusually tall and strong! The skin is very fair and the bridge of the nose is very high! Typical Russian big man. But there are also medium-sized Asians, as well as blacks and Middle Easterners.
Now these people are all naked, wearing only a pair of leather pants, just standing outside the icy and snowy barracks, motionless, their hair and eyebrows are almost frozen into a vast expanse of white, and long icicles hang down face.
Not only some people were frozen to death and collapsed, but some of them couldn't bear it anymore and wanted to run into the barracks to keep warm. , the big man with a gun on his waist was hacked to death with a knife.
Obviously, this is a cruel training. Anyone who can't bear it can only die. This is a cruel training that stimulates the survival potential of the human body.
This place is the Siberia training camp that has exported 50% of black boxing talents to underground fighting arenas all over the world. It is a place where some Russian criminal gangs cultivate cash cows.
How many underground fighting arenas are there in the world? No one knows, because there are too many to count.
Although Wang Chao is the number one expert, he doesn't have much experience or research on underground black boxing. Except in his early days, he occasionally went to the black boxing arena, and then he never went there again.
There are many black boxing venues in Nanyang, and he has never been there.
After all, he is a martial arts practitioner, not a killing machine. He doesn't like the pure fighting of black boxing, which is naked and bloody fighting all day long. He doesn't have a good impression of fighting for a group of people who want to stimulate and vent their killing skills.
Similarly, most practitioners, well-known boxers, are not interested in black boxing, except for those young people who are just starting to practice martial arts, for money, or for the excitement of actual combat.
The brutal training was going on outside, but inside the barracks, there was a raging fireplace burning, warm as spring.
At this time, in the center of the largest barracks, a person stood, cursing casually in Russian.
This person is very tall, a full two meters, and the bones of his body are also surprisingly large! The top of the head is bald, and she is also naked, with only a pair of leather pants wrapped around her lower body.
All the muscles of his body are in an explosive state, like the texture of a rigid column. This made his body look like in the blink of an eye, it wasn't made of meat at all, it seemed to be that kind of finely polished rebar.
Beside him were also two naked, bald men wearing only a pair of leather pants, holding lumps of fragrant ghee in their hands, and were smearing this man's body. Don't stop until you have applied a full layer.
The frozen ghee slowly melts at the temperature of the hot fireplace. It made the whole body of this big man smooth and shiny. The rich aroma of ghee exudes a feeling of enlightenment.
If you are a knowledgeable person, you will know that this big man smears his whole body with ghee, which is a kind of secret kung fu practice. The ghee smears his body and penetrates the skin, muscles and bones, and his body will become stronger and stronger.
"Martial Arts Conference... Hehe, Martial Arts Conference... I, the king of the black boxing world, just let those gentle enough to kill chickens know that black boxing is the real fighting."
After applying the ghee, the big man who claimed to be the king of the black boxing world winked, straddled his steps, opened his arms, and took a deep breath. "start!"
Immediately, the two big men next to him each picked up a big iron rod. One of them, raising the iron rod, suddenly exhausted all his strength, and hit him hard on the head.
The huge iron rod fell hard on his bald head, and there was a bang! There was a loud bang. It's like smashing a ball.
But the head of this big man who claimed to be the king of the black boxing world was not broken, nor was he damaged at all. Instead, the iron rod was bent!
The tiger's mouth of the big man holding the iron bar was also shocked, and blood dripped down.
"Useless stuff!" The big man frowned suddenly, grabbed the big iron rod, held both ends with his hands, pulled it outward, and collapsed!
The big bent iron rod was pulled straight at once, and then the big man thrust hard into the ground, puffing! Like a pile driver, they were all inserted into the hard concrete ground.
"For this Martial Arts Conference, the Chinese Tang Sect alone invested 1.5 billion yuan! The Rockefeller of the United States also invested 200 million yuan! There are also big conglomerates from Japan and South Korea one after another, and the bonuses alone are higher than our highest level The black boxing competition is ten times higher! This money, our people must get it all! Amiz, you go and gather all the fighters from our training camp, and sign up for the martial arts conference together!"
"Also, the Chinese invested the most this time, so they probably won't pay in vain. Check it out for me! Who is the most powerful Chinese martial arts master right now? Let me know all about him!"
Japan.
At the foot of Mount Fuji, in a jungle with dense cherry trees, there is a shrine that is all made of wood.
At this time, in front of the square of the shrine, cushions made of rattan and grass were placed under the cherry trees, and on each cushion sat a vigorous Japanese man dressed in different clothes. Iga Gen, the number one actual combat master in the Japanese boxing world, was suddenly among them. Similarly, Maruko Ueshiba, in addition, there are a few old men with a lot of hair and beards, who are so old that they have no flesh on their bodies, but they have strips of tendons.
Tamura Shangyi, a boxer who is more than a hundred years old and proficient in authentic Yubu, is among them.
Obviously, this is a big gathering of all boxers in the Japanese boxing world!
There were fifty or sixty people sitting under the cherry blossom trees.
Besides, among this group of martial artists, there are two or three Americans.
"Iga-kun, this martial arts conference was jointly initiated by you, South Korea and Japan, but how did you get into such a situation now? Are you sure to compete against the Chinese who are turbulent at this martial arts conference? I heard that among the Chinese The reason why the gang Tangmen injected capital is to expand its influence and overthrow the pattern of underground forces in the world? Are you so sure to defeat them? As far as I know, the young man from Tangmen in Southeast Asia was the black belt a few years ago The young man named Wang Chao reported in the magazine was very powerful. Almost all of our Military Intelligence General Wharton and General Morgan died in his hands. Are you sure to deal with him? Moreover, I got reliable information, Don’t you know that a large number of people from the black boxing training camp in Siberia have poured into the quota for the Martial Arts Conference this time?”
An American sitting upright uttered a series of Japanese, asking very harshly.
"Mr. Ford, if you ask about the operation of the martial arts conference, you should ask the officials in the sports world. The specific operations of these things have nothing to do with our martial artists in the martial arts world."
Yigayuan looked at the American coldly.
This American is Ford, an officer of the U.S. Army Command in Japan.
Almost all Japanese are very disgusted with the U.S. Army Command in Japan. In particular, there are often reports of American soldiers raping Japanese girls. In the hearts of all Japanese, the U.S. military headquarters is like a magic cave. Even boxers in the Japanese martial arts circle have protested many times.
But this is useless, even if all these boxers in Japan can fight, the U.S. Army Command cannot be evacuated from the Japanese mainland.
"I will negotiate with your Japanese government, but before that, I have to announce a message to you. This martial arts conference, our military will send people to sneak into it. Because I got the news, Russia, the European Union, and even Interpol The members of the organization are all infiltrating into the Martial Arts Conference. We have made a rough estimate that the scale of this Martial Arts Conference will exceed the size of any Olympic Games."
"Apart from Mr. Morgan and Mr. Wharton, what other masters do you have in the U.S. military?" Igagen succeeded in holding the ball, and there was naturally a majesty in his demeanor. Even when he faced the people of the U.S. military headquarters, he responded with a sneer.
"This is Professor Dandong from our Institute of Life Science and Human Potential Development. Mr. Morgan, Mr. Wharton was once his research subject, and his research subject also included Chinese Neidan culture. Now this institute has been fully established for We serve in the military. We have cultivated a group of mysterious and powerful fighters. The strongest fighters in us are not inferior to General Morgan and General Wharton. The alliance was successful."
Ford pointed to an American sitting next to him, with his legs crossed and his feet facing upwards!
"Huh? You Americans like to mass-produce everything. What human body potential development research institute? I really thought that through research, a large number of mass-produced masters can be produced! It's just a daydream! What surpasses Morgan, Wharton's mysterious and powerful warrior, If so, gods would have been flying all over the sky long ago, and the United States would have ruled the earth. I'm afraid the brains of the US military will not work well."
Gen Iga knows in his heart that Americans have a lot of money, so they have to study all kinds of subjects, from aliens to Chinese magic, qigong, and some supernatural and mysterious phenomena, spending a lot of money on research Going out, the effect received is minimal. Therefore, he was not intimidated by the words of the US command, but sneered.
However, he could not refuse the infiltration of the US military.
While the Siberian black boxing training camp, the US military, the Japanese boxing circle, and even the Russian military are all actively infiltrating this martial arts conference, these secret movements have also received enough attention in the country.
"Junhua, I heard that something happened to Yuan Yi? Also, it seems that it is getting more and more difficult for you to host the domestic martial arts circle to participate in the martial arts conference. The martial arts conference this time is not as simple as it appears on the surface. You see Look at some news on the table."
In a simple office, an old man was sitting. The old man was wearing simple clothes, and his face was peaceful and energetic. Like an ordinary old man. No airs, no authority.
But the old man just sat here so simply, even if he was more important than Liao Junhua, he still had to stand aside obediently, much more respectful than his own father Liao Yuanchao.
"Well, the work this time is really difficult. I don't know the details of what happened to Yuan Yi." Liao Junhua didn't need to read the information on the table, he already knew all the information about the Martial Arts Conference.
"Yuanyi's father, Lao Yan, is very worried now, and Li Yang is also very worried. After hearing this, they all come to you. I persuaded them not to affect your work. Your current work is very serious. It's important, now that some news is coming in one after another, we are paying more and more attention to your work. However, you have to tell me what's going on in this matter in detail?"
"Wang Chao is the person who kidnapped Yuanyi? Is he the head of some gang organized by overseas Chinese? I seem to have heard of this person."
The old man was talking to himself, and picked up a photo in his hand, which was Wang Chao's photo. Looking at it, he suddenly remembered something.
"I seem to have met this person in person. By the way, was it the day when Yuan Yi brought people to evacuate Yang Zhen's niece, He Jia... the house?"
"Zhu Jia." Liao Junhua reminded.
"Well, Zhu Jia is also a good young man. Yuan Yi is a very capable person, but he is too unruly and dares to make troubles for any big event. Otherwise, his current rank is far from being a major general. Then Ji Yuanyi took people to make trouble, why? Just for this young man?"
In the memory of the old man, he already thought of the young man who stood facing the sun and formed seals that morning, as if he was holding all the treasures in the world and giving them to the world.
Liao Junhua explained Wang Chao's background and resume. Then he also said that he wanted to resolve the grievances between Yan Yuanyi and Wang Chao to the Hongmen Association.
"Number one master in the world? Although I don't understand martial arts practitioners, this title is not so easy to call. This young man has such a deep connection with the Martial Arts Conference. He picked it up by himself? Good guy No wonder I felt that his temperament was extraordinary that day."
Hearing what happened to Wang Chao, the old man was dumbfounded.
"Yuanyi is a dignified army leader, what power is he competing with overseas Chinese gangs? You contact this young man now and ask him to return to China. I will meet him. As for the matter between him and Yuanyi, it really affects the overall situation. .You are right. That child Yuan Yi is very proud. He has been engaged to Li Yang for ten years. Everyone knows that there is no result. The Li family is also very uncomfortable. You let this Wang Chao put Yuan Send Yi back to China. I will take time to meet her. In short, don’t have any mental burdens now, and do your best to preside over the work. The work you are doing now is very important.”