"What kind of training did you get during this trip to Japan?"
When Wang Chao heard Huo Linger's observation of the scenes where the spirits of various famous avenues in Japan began to deteriorate, Wang Chao didn't show any expression on his face, but turned his attention to Luo Xiaomeng and Wang Hongji, who followed him to "friendly communication".
These two people are not his apprentices, and even from a certain point of view, they can be regarded as enemies. But there is no doubt that they are all the best in boxing, and they can be regarded as one of the candidates for the top masters in the martial arts world in the future. Especially after this exchange experience in Japan, although I didn't have much understanding of boxing and physical strength, it was undoubtedly a huge spiritual baptism.
"This trip is worthwhile..." Luo Xiaomeng's face showed a layer of crystal brilliance, like jade, and his expression seemed more peaceful and hidden than when he first came.
"Thank you for your protection. Under your protection, we can come to a country of martial arts, challenge their spirits, and feel such great pressure."
Luo Xiaomeng was serious when she spoke.
And she is telling the truth, without Wang Chao's protection, it is impossible for them to come to Japan to challenge the entire martial arts world. Apart from other things, no matter how prominent their status and courage are, they are not number one in the world like Wang Chao Suppressed by hand, he has long been beaten to nothing by many martial artists in the Japanese martial arts world.
"It's nothing, I hope you will be qualified to stand in front of me in the future."
Wang Chao laughed: "You didn't die in the competition these days, which shows that you have good kung fu, good mental quality, and good luck. After a genius has luck, his achievements will definitely not be low."
Hearing Wang Chao's words, Wang Hongji was silent, and after a long time, he said, "It's almost impossible to stand in front of you. I had the same idea before, but after seeing your boxing skills, I felt that I It's like a drop in the ocean. If you can step into the alchemy, you have already tasted the taste of the peak."
"Huh? Your words are very honest." Wang Chao was slightly moved when he heard Wang Hongji's words. He originally thought that Wang Hongji would say: "One day, I will stand in front of you."
Young martial artists are all arrogant and arrogant, newborn calves are not afraid of fierce tigers, what is the best master in the world, what breaks the void, sees the gods and is not bad, the way of sincerity, and the realm of knowing beforehand, although they can't reach it, they don't know it. I don't doubt that I will be able to practice in the end.
Wang Chao has met many young people, among whom there is no shortage of geniuses, such as Ye Xuan, such as Qiu Chan, such as Fan Kaiqi, such as Wu Ji, Jiang Hai, etc., all of them have this kind of thinking, no matter what opponents have How powerful, there is a kind of confidence that I can always overcome.
This kind of confidence is excellent. Putting it on young people is called "spirit".
But now that Wang Hongji has turned the other words, he has no energy at all. But it is not decadent, but it makes people feel the real artistic conception, the sincerity of step by step.
Wang Chao knew in an instant that this young man had washed away his impetuosity, hid his vigor, put his sword in its sheath, and reached a state of "knowing the destiny".
"Thirty to stand, forty not to be confused, fifty to know the destiny. This is the most ideal state of life that Confucianism emphasizes. Unexpectedly, you are now young, but you have the taste of 'knowing the destiny'. Very good, very good. "
Wang Chao sighed and let out a long breath.
"Master, when will we go back? This is the seventh day." Huo Ling'er heard Wang Chao's evaluation of Wang Hongji, her face was calm, and she didn't take it seriously at all. Negative emotions such as jealousy, competitiveness, etc.
"Let's go back tomorrow." Wang Chao closed his eyes and shook his head.
"Master, do you feel regretful because you didn't meet a Dan Jin master?" Seeing Wang Chao's expression, Huo Ling'er knew what Wang Chao's expression was for.
"That's right, in a great country with the most developed martial arts, in the entire martial arts world, there is not a single master of alchemy who resists me. The only master of alchemy, Igagen, can't help his illness. It's really a pity."
Wang Chao nodded and spoke his mind.
As far as the situation of Japanese martial arts is concerned, it is extremely developed in the world, even overshadowing the reputation of Chinese martial arts. This can be seen from the karate, judo, and aikido martial arts everywhere. .
As far as the world's martial arts practice market is concerned, the first is definitely Japanese martial arts, the second is yoga, and the third is Chinese Kung Fu.
However, it is such a famous martial arts country, when trampled by powerful foreign forces, although it burst out with unparalleled blood, it did not burst out with the strength corresponding to the blood.
There is not a single Dan Jin master to face Wang Chao. The only master of Danjin, Yigayuan, endured it.
So Wang Chao felt regretful.
"Igagen, a martial artist, is terrifying. He has great strength. People with high status are not scary. The scary thing is that this person can still endure."
Huo Ling'er then said, she didn't feel any cowardice because Yigayuan said he was sick and didn't face Wang Chao.
"If Kodokan, Shotokan, and these sects show the passion of the Japanese nation, then Igagen has brought the patience spirit of the Japanese nation to the extreme. The entire Japanese nation, especially a nation that is good at patience. Igagen, this People are so patient, terrifying. Although he is not your opponent, master, he is my strong enemy. I really want to fight him... "
Huo Linger murmured.
"At the martial arts conference, there will be a chance. With your current boxing skills, you only have a 10% chance of winning against an actual alchemist like Yigayuan." Wang Chao estimated, "Since their martial arts spirit has begun to decline, then we will Let's go. If you stay here again, it won't make any sense to kill their people."
Wang Chao stood up.
He is going back.
From the five masters who assassinated him and was killed by him, to when he visited the Japanese martial arts world, he killed the owner of the Kodokan, the two heavenly kings, two rookies, and killed the two "leaders" of the religious world and the hero of Iga , and finally wiped out all the gym owners of the entire Karate Union. This series of events has also dealt a heavy blow to the Japanese martial arts world.
Not to mention the mental blow, it also dealt a serious blow to the actual martial arts inheritance effect. The death of the five great masters can be said to have interrupted the essence of boxing of the older generation.
Just when Wang Chao was about to go back, in a small room around the Japanese imperial residence, Igagen also received a comment from someone, and this person's comment on him was exactly the same as Huo Linger's.
"Mr. Iga, I also heard recent rumors in the military department. You excused your illness and refused to fight Wang Chao. Many people called you cowardly, completely lost and lost the spirit of bushido. Don't take these rumors to heart. What you show is patience. Only when you stand at your height can you know the importance of patience. I got the news that your younger brother challenged Wang Chao, but he also failed and died."
A voice reverberated in this small room, with a very mysterious taste, especially, the voice of this person, the syllables were very long, with the endless vibration of the vocal cords in the throat, just like the voice in the temple in the deep mountain valley. Evening drum and morning bell.
Iga Gen, wearing a cherry blossom kimono, sat quietly, with a sad and haggard look.
He has indeed been scolded miserably by many people these days, because his behavior of claiming to be sick and not confronting Wang Chao is called an extremely cowardly behavior by many people.
Indeed, he was a signboard in the Japanese martial arts world, but it was this signboard that he chose to remain silent and shrink back when his fellow martial arts masters died in battle one by one, throwing their heads and spilling blood.
In the spirit of bushido, this is a cartilage behavior.
What's more, his younger brother was also killed by Wang Chao.
However, at this time, when his eyes fell on the person sitting in front of him, there was a light of being understood and finding a bosom friend in his eyes.
"Xuan Yang, we haven't seen each other for nearly ten years. Unexpectedly, you have also stepped into this realm. You are in the secret department of the military department and reorganized the Black Dragon Club. I don't know what happened?"
The person Igagen called Genyo was kneeling upright on the cushion on the floor.
This person, with no clothes on his upper body, revealed a body of topaz-like skin and flesh.
However, this is not what is noteworthy about him.
On this man's topaz-like skin, there is a huge tattoo!
This huge tattoo is a dark and ferocious big black dragon. This big black dragon's head was on the man's chest, but its body was wrapped around his body, all the way to his waist, full of physical strength, and it looked extremely aggressive at first glance, as if it wanted to devour all the magic energy.
"The matter of Wang Chao's visit this time alarmed the military department, so I came out."
The man said quietly.
"Are you going to challenge Wang Chao?" Yigayuan looked at this man and said.
"No." The man said: "Breaking the void, you can see the gods... If you can see your nature, you can see the Tathagata... His martial arts have reached an incredible level. Even if the five great masters assassinated him, they failed. In Buddhist terms, The realm of Wang Chao is already the realm of Tathagata. I am going to set off to Nanyang to take revenge and assassinate! Assassinate his subordinates! Start crazy revenge! Then let him chase me and set up an ambush to kill him. Annihilation. He can't win, isn't his men assassinated yet? Will you go with me?"
"Tathagata, Tathagata...not to assassinate him, but to assassinate his subordinates and enrage him is indeed the best policy, but I am a martial artist."
Iga Gen said quietly, expressing his position.
"Okay, okay, you're a martial artist, but I'm not. I'm leaving today." The man laughed loudly, stood up, stepped on his feet, and disappeared.
At this moment, Tang Zichen, who was sitting quietly on the beach at the seaside of Nanyang Indonesia, his eyes clearer than the stars, suddenly felt a movement in his heart, "Is there a master coming to assassinate members of our Tang Sect? Who could it be? Every time we On the eve of the Tang Sect's series of major assassinations, I have this feeling in my heart."