Two masters who have worked hard to the extreme, a pair of powerful masters and apprentices, were lifted out of the jungle by Wang Chao, one by one, like a chicken or a duck. This is indeed too shocking , especially Liu Yuanfei, Mei Tianyun had only fought against his master and apprentice the day before, and he knew how powerful these two people were.
"In the past, it was only the Green Gang and the Huaqing Gang. The Hongmen recognized that Wang Chao was the best in the world. Although we have seen his tricks of dripping water through stones and turning iron into mud, this is a performance after all, not doing it yourself. Now we finally see him. It's a pity, a pity, that I didn't see him actually attacking. My old enemy used an iron whip to attack him empty-handed, and he was caught like a chicken and a duckling. If I use a white ape with a steel rod , I don’t know if it’s Wang Chao’s opponent.”
Liu Yuanfei watched Wang Chao pinch Zhou Ming by the neck, and Yu Feng, master and apprentice, walked out of the woods, feeling a violent shock in his heart.
Rumors are one thing, seeing with one's own eyes is another.
Liu Yuanfei, the "Flying God Ape", can be ranked in the top ten roles among the world's top masters. Although he also admits that Wang Chao's boxing skills are dominant in the world, he has also seen it at the headquarters of the Ottawa Big Circle Gang. Wang Chao's kung fu can turn iron into clay. But holding iron into mud is a kind of performance after all, and it cannot be compared with real actual combat.
Which super master is not a character with a heart higher than the sky? In the past, although Liu Yuanfei admitted Wang Chao's strength on the surface, in the deepest part of his heart, he still imagined that one day he would stand in front of Wang Chao and compete in a dignified manner.
But now, there is no such thought in his heart. There is only an inexplicable awe for Wang Chao.
In Liu Yuanfei's heart, the barefoot and neatly dressed young man in front of him has become a supreme image like the Leshan Giant Buddha, entrenched between the heaven and the earth.
Liu Yuanfei wondered in his heart whether he could not resist Wang Chao with his "White Ape with Steel Rod" weapon. But he imagined for a long time, and finally heaved a long sigh.
After comparing in his heart, he felt that he still couldn't resist.
At this moment, Liu Yuanfei knew that he was truly convinced by Wang Chao. Even if he made great progress in martial arts and broke the void in the future, he would not be Wang Chao's opponent anymore, because his heart had truly surrendered at this moment. .
"Hey, Lao Liu, look at this Zhou Ming, Ling'er, hold this Yu Feng, let's go back. There are also masters in the mountains and grass, and they want me to do it myself. I hope Yan Yuanyi, Feng Cai, Chen Aiyang and the others can go smoothly Someone please, don't let me do it myself again?"
Wang Chao put the person in his hand down.
Zhou Ming was covered in blood. After being put down by Wang Chaoyi, he sat on the ground with his legs crossed and his legs crossed. His eyes were as bright as torches. He didn't know whether it was anger or sadness. .
Zhou Ming's appearance looks like Jing Ke who failed to assassinate Qin Shihuang.
Seeing him like this, Liu Yuanfei, Mei Tianyun, Bai Quanyi, and Huo Linger were all cautiously nervous. The people present were all masters, so it was obvious that although Zhou Ming was covered in blood, he was energetic and did not lose his fighting power.
Zhou Ming did not lose his fighting power. Although Wang Chao captured him, he did not break his tendons, bones, or internal organs.
The terrifying blood on his body was also the result of using the "Great King Kong Whip Technique" to explode the vitality of his whole body, so that the blood seeped out from the pores.
With so much blood, it may seem scary, but in fact, it is almost like a normal person sweating a lot. Ordinary people have nothing to do after donating blood, let alone a top expert like him.
"After such a long rest, your physical strength has recovered. Now part of the blood in your internal organs is slowly transported to the place an inch below the skin on the west side of the lower abdomen, where it is called the tip of Mount Sumeru in the Mahamudra. After one luck , The explosive power is astonishing, the punch is as strong as sitting on Mount Sumeru, but this is useless to me, you should disperse your blood, so as not to get hurt."
Wang Chao looked at Zhou Ming, who was sitting on the ground like Jing Ke, with eyes like torches, and shook his head.
He could naturally see that Zhou Ming didn't give up, and his blood was concentrated to a point an inch below the western sebum of his lower abdomen, ready to erupt.
This point is an important part of the yoga Mahamudra practice method, known as the tip of Mount Sumeru. Mount Sumeru is a sacred mountain in Buddhist mythology, infinite.
After the yoga Mahamudra moves the blood to that point, stimulate it with force, and the burst of power is as huge as if Mount Sumeru is pressed down, which is used as a metaphor for the ferocity of power.
Obviously, Zhou Ming is going to explode again. Although he was very secretive, slowly brewing and moving, thinking that he would not be discovered, he was still spotted by Wang Chao at a glance.
Hearing Wang Chao's words, Zhou Ming closed his eyes and said in an unusually hoarse voice: "Unexpectedly, you can still see that your eyes are sharper than I expected. But why don't you give up I, you know, with my ability, if you relax even a little bit, the people around you will kill you. The three people next to you have only reached the limit of their boxing skills. If I make a sudden move, you may not Just be prepared."
"My eyes are the eyes of wisdom, and my eyes are the eyes of wisdom." Wang Chao said calmly: "The reason why I don't abolish you is because we have no grievances or enmities. I invite you this time just to hold a martial arts competition." Grand event. But you are out of control and will cause me some trouble, so I will take precautions. Of course, if you insist on making a move, you can try it. But if you want to hurt people intentionally, I will not hold back gone."
Zhou Ming listened, closed his eyes in silence, and stopped talking.
"Mr. Zhou, Mr. Wang Chao dominates the world and is invincible. You can be proud to invite you in person this time. If you lose, you lose. It's nothing. Don't forget, you and I still have a life-and-death battle, please When you arrive at Nanyang Tangmen, you should take good care of your body. At the Martial Arts Conference, I will use my white ape with a steel rod to perform the Vajra Whip Technique on you. You are my old enemy. Only by killing you can you understand my thirteen years of love Wish. I hope you die in my hands with dignity."
Liu Yuanfei said coldly.
Zhou Ming heard Liu Yuanfei's naked challenge. Although the expression on his face remained unchanged, his body stood up, tore off the cloth from his clothes, and wrapped them around his head.
"Let's go."
Seeing this situation, Wang Chao turned around slightly, took a big step forward, and left first.
He walked ahead and was not afraid of Zhou Ming, so Yu Feng and his apprentice ran away again.
As for Zhou Ming, Master Yu Feng and his apprentice were surrounded by Liu Yuanfei and the others, and they didn't make any further moves. Obviously, they knew that as soon as they made a move, Wang Chao in front would definitely beat them to death.
This was a premonition from deep in their hearts, so they didn't dare to act rashly.
Just when Wang Chao personally took action to capture Sri Lanka, a pair of master-disciple masters, the vigorous invitation action of the masters spread by the Tang Sect was also in full swing.
middle East.
Syria.
This is a typical Middle Eastern Arab world, with tall mosques and classical city walls, full of unique charm of Arabian style everywhere.
At this time, the couple Chen Aiyang and Mo Yunyan were in Damascus, the capital of Syria, a world-famous city with a long history of 4,500 years.
The most famous thing in this city is naturally the Damascus scimitar, a world-class famous knife. Anyone who travels to this city must take the Damascus scimitar back for collection, otherwise it would be a great pity.
"This time the moiré on the surface of the knife is beautiful, but it's all fake. We visited so many shops, but we couldn't find a real Damascus machete."
Mo Yunyan smiled at Chen Aiyang.
The husband and wife are visiting some knife shops in Damascus. Knives shops, large and small, are all filled with fine knives with exquisite cloud patterns, but both of them are masters, and their knowledge of weapons is also at a super high level. Naturally, it can be seen that most of the cloud patterns are decorative The ones that go up are not the real Mohammad pattern.
"Let's go to the destination." Chen Aiyang said with a smile: "I have a few real Damascus knives in my family. It's nothing rare. Wang Chao made it himself this time, and Liu Yuanfei didn't even invite anyone. Let's We can't let Wang Chao do it again."
"That's right, he dominates the world and is aloof. If he does everything himself, he will lose his status." Mo Yunyan said in a delicate voice.
The two walked and talked, and came to a small alley shop in the old city of Damascus. This is also a small blacksmith shop, which makes knives. The business is deserted and the alley is deep.
Chen Aiyang and Mo Yunyan walked in, and saw a yellow-skinned, black-haired man who was obviously Asian, using iron tongs to quench a sword.
This smithy does not make Arabic scimitars, but Chinese-style long swords.
Chen Aiyang saw a long sword with a green sheath hanging on the wall at a glance. He gently reached out and took it off, and pulled it out violently, swish! It was as if lightning had struck in the dark night, and a sword with vermilion ice-cracked texture bounced out of the sword.
Chen Aiyang wiped the blade lightly with his fingers, and the skin was cut immediately, and a bead of blood rolled down the blade, like a lotus leaf, without any trace of contamination.
Beads of blood dripped to the ground, and the long sword made a long and deep sound, like a dragon's breath.
"A good sword! I have never seen it in my life. Even the 'Turtle Snake Sword' made by Li Jinglin can't compare to it. It is the pinnacle of cold weapon art. Boss, how much is this sword? I bought it." Chen Aiyang After the finger was cut, the skin wound was glued together immediately, without a single cut, showing his strong control ability.
"This is not for sale. No one in the world can afford this sword. You probably didn't notice the inscription on the lower part of the sword." The blacksmith said quietly.
Chen Aiyang's eyes noticed that there were four small characters in seal script under Jian'e, which were "Chapter of the Beginning of Yuan Dynasty".
"A real person dissects a corpse with a sword, and it turns into a cicada of the highest grade." Chen Aiyang saw these four small characters, and knew that this was a sword forged according to the secret of ancient Taoist sword practice.
Some people in ancient times forged swords and called them "dharma swords". They were not used to kill the enemy, but to commit suicide after they felt that their energy was declining and their blood energy faded away. They believe that by using the sword to dispel the corpse, they can shed their body and become immortals.
This kind of magic sword is much more exquisite than famous swords such as "Yuchang", "Longquan", "Tai'a", "Gan Jiang" and "Mo Xie".
Some Taoist priests enter the mountains and spend their entire lives casting a dharma sword, and then commit suicide to escape. This kind of person is also called a sword immortal.
Chen Aiyang is also very clear about this. He himself is the successor of the Wudang Golden Toad Sect.
Among them, there are various casting methods of magic swords, but the most powerful one is a magic sword called "Yuanshi Zhizhang". According to legend, this kind of sword was cast in imitation of the sword of Yuanshi Tianzun. , to participate in the Yuanshi Fa Conference.
Of course, this is a myth, but this kind of magic sword is a first-class sword casting method, and its material and sharpness are extremely sharp. It deserves to be the pinnacle of cold weapon art.
However, this kind of sword is generally not handed down. Because the people who do the autopsy will choose to be in a remote, hidden mountain, or in a cave.
The sword maker said that no one can afford this precious sword. It is also obvious that this is the sword of Yuanshi Tianzun, not Yuanshi Tianzun, who can afford it
"In this world, there may not be anyone who can afford it. Wang Chao is going to have a big wedding, and I don't have any good gifts for him. This sword is just right. Unexpectedly, Master Lei Mingyuan, the once famous "Lei Gong" , actually lived in seclusion in a small blacksmith shop for so many years, doing small business."
Chen Aiyang raised his head and looked at the sword maker.
The person who made the sword was none other than Lei Mingyuan, a well-known Chinese martial artist in the Middle East appointed by Wang Chao.
"You are Chen Aiyang, right. I've heard of your name before."
Lei Mingyuan stretched out his hand and took the magic sword "Yuanshi Zhizhang" in Chen Aiyang's hand: "Are you here to invite me? I know there has been a lot of commotion in the Tang Sect recently. Since you came to invite me Me, it seems that I have to go. Just go with you, you said that someone can take on the chapter of the beginning of the beginning, I want to see it."
Unexpectedly, Lei Mingyuan did not start a fight with Chen Aiyang, but directly followed him to Nanyang.
ten days later...
Yan Yuanyi, Fengcai also invited the people she wanted.
They all came to the Nanyang Guoshu Dojo.
Wang Chao sat and waited for these people.
He was still sitting on the middle chair, and the wall behind him was still the portrait of Yuanshi Tianzun.
The masters of the world gathered together.