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Chapter 117 Founding a sect

"Open it!!!"

Li Ming roared, and a strong and powerful aura suddenly emerged from his body. In contrast, this energy was mysterious and superb, and the changes in timing and angles were even more exquisite.

He definitely did not use a brutal and forceful internal energy to separate the two people, which the two of them had no way of blocking. Instead, he used a move that was just right to bridge the gap between the two people's qi. Then he suddenly put aside this trace of disharmony, even taking into account the damage to the two people after the qi was dispersed, and actually eliminated it one by one and dissipated it completely under the mutual impact.

But suddenly, the invisible aura in the middle of the three people sounded, like thunder in the silence. There was clearly no sound at all, but it was like a thunderclap in the ears.

Then Mr. Ye and Song Zhong each took three steps back, with an expression of having survived a disaster.

Song Zhong sighed deeply and said, "Talented people emerge in every generation. It seems that this era no longer belongs to me."

The words were filled with loneliness.

Mr. Ye also clasped his hands and said, "Thank you for your help, young friend. I didn't expect that you not only have such a keen eye, but also have such a profound cultivation. I am ashamed of myself, ashamed of myself."

Anyone present who had eyes could see how extraordinary Li Ming's move was, which immediately caused exclamations and discussions.

"Ah? How do you calculate this?"

"Does this foreigner win?"

"Who knows? Should we let him be the president?"

"How can this be possible? Are we, a prestigious Chinese Martial Arts Association, going to let a white person be the president?"

"No, absolutely not!!!"

"But he was the one who rescued us just now. Are we being ungrateful?"

"Even if he saved it ten or a hundred times, it would never be his turn!"

This battle not only concerns the position of honorary president of the National Martial Arts Association, but also is the ultimate battle between the northern and southern boxing skills. Who would have thought that it would end in such an unexpected way, by a person no one expected.

No one is willing to accept this result!

Seeing the commotion in the audience, Li Ming immediately coughed lightly, containing his true strength, like a huge bell ringing in his ears, and the whole place suddenly became quiet.

"Don't worry, everyone. I had no intention of intervening. It was just that the two seniors were fighting passionately and there was a moment of tension. I intervened to avoid any accidents. As for the honorary president, I have no intention of doing so. It's just that I have seen many martial arts techniques from various schools and factions in the past three days. I have a few words to say, but I am afraid that they will be laughed at and not worth sharing."

Li Ming looked around and paused. Seeing that everyone was looking at him, he continued speaking.

"There are north and south divisions in boxing, but do the nations have north and south divisions? Why do you all disagree with my appointment as honorary president? Some say I'm too young and inexperienced, but do you know why I'm sitting on the judges' panel as a special guest? I was originally an ordinary citizen of the overseas Purple Tulip Empire. I happened to receive the overseas inheritance of a Yuhua Mountain Taoist priest, and through self-cultivation, I have achieved my current level of cultivation. Not long ago, I went to Yuhua Mountain to recognize my ancestors. In terms of seniority, Ma Dexian (Executive Secretary-General of the National Martial Arts Association) is my nephew. Do I have the qualifications now?"

That's right, this is the official identity that Chang Miao arranged for Li Ming. As for the overseas expert, it is naturally Bai Hongzi. Anyway, Bai Hongzi did travel to various overseas countries in the past, and this matter cannot be verified. With Chang Miao's endorsement, who dares not to believe it? In other words, even if you don't believe it, you can only keep it to yourself.

Seeing no one answered, Li Ming continued.

"Some people say I'm not capable enough, but everyone has just seen it. I believe everyone knows how strong I am and whether I'm just a show-off. So why can't I do it? Because I'm a foreigner, my skin is white. Although I speak the same language as you, and although I may understand your culture better than you do, we are not of the same blood. You Northern Fist certainly hope that Mr. Song Zhong will be the president, but I'm afraid there are also some who would be fine if Mr. Song is old and physically exhausted and loses to Mr. Ye. Most Southern Fist have the same idea." "You can accept being suppressed by the other side, but you can't accept me, who is different from you from the inside out, leading you, even if it's only in name. That's because you know very well that even though there are differences between the north and the south, you are all Chinese!"

"There are north and south in boxing, but there are no north and south in the country!!!"

Li Ming answered his own question in a resounding and powerful manner.

"But look at what you've done. You're so narrow-minded and defensive. Instead of promoting your own traditional culture, you're obsessed with destroying your competitors. Forgive my poor Chinese, so some of my words may not be very clear."

Li Ming shrugged, but there was no apology on his face. Moreover, his previous behavior did not seem to indicate that he was not good at speaking Chinese. It was obvious that he did it on purpose.

However, these words made many people lower their heads in shame, and perhaps touched the hearts of some people.

"We are currently experiencing a major transformation unseen in a century. How can we remain complacent? How can we stand still and stagnate? We are focusing on the North-South divide. Today we think that Southern boxing has defeated Northern boxing, and tomorrow Northern boxing has defeated Southern boxing. In the end, we are still going around in circles, fighting against ourselves behind closed doors. What's the point? I wouldn't even want the title of Honorary President!"

Li Ming jumped down from the round table with an imposing manner. Seeing his grace, everyone couldn't help but step back, while Li Ming stood in front of everyone and spoke.

"From now on, I will establish my own school, pass on my life's learning, and vow to promote the Chinese martial arts!!!"

"Hey, Chen Ming, come here. I want to accept you as my first disciple. Are you willing?"

Li Ming stretched out his hand and pointed, and the young man hiding in the crowd immediately became the focus of everyone's attention. Chen Ming suddenly felt dry mouth and sweat on the back of his heart, but a beating and burning flame surged in his heart.

Suddenly, a voice seemed to ring in his ears. He could not hear what the voice said at all, but his body subconsciously did what it said.

When he came to his senses, he was already standing in front of Li Ming.

Chen Ming said "I" several times, but he didn't know what to say next.

At this time, the young man who had argued with him yesterday brought a cup of tea from somewhere and kicked Chen Ming at the same time.

Chen Ming was also very happy and immediately took it and knelt down.

"Disciple Chen Ming, I pay my respects to the Master!"

Li Ming smiled lightly, took the teacup and took a sip, then touched Chen Ming's head. A look of satisfaction appeared on his face, and then he left with a big laugh.

Thus began his legendary life. This man, who was born in the Purple Tulip Empire but dedicated his entire life to promoting Chinese martial arts and culture, was the best in the world!

————"The True Record of the Founding of Xuanyi Sect"

Author: Chen Ming.

ps: The next chapter starts a new cycle and there will be surprises.

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