Farmer Senda

Chapter 798 The Tianmen Project
Yangcheng!

Megatron Boxing Gym!

Although it is not the most famous place in Yangcheng, it is still one of them, and it is still qualified to speak.

"Wu Di, this year's martial arts competition is full of masters. It is a good opportunity for you to make a name for yourself. I want you to sweep away the martial artists and win No. 1."

In a building with a height of more than 50 floors, in a luxuriously decorated office.

Anyone who knows him knows that this is the place where Joe, the boss of Megatron Boxing Gym, can't afford to work. The interior decoration is luxurious. Tens of millions of decoration costs, I really dare not do it without a certain confidence.

At this time, an arrogant young man, just like his name, is like a divine sword, extremely sharp, it seems that once it is out of the scabbard, it will hurt people immediately.

"Master, those warriors are not worthy of being warriors at all. My disciples will tell them with their strength that they are completely old in this era." Wu Di was angry.

"Be ambitious, prepare well this afternoon!"

Qiao couldn't stand up, just like his name, he was very domineering, a lay disciple of Lanlin Temple, who learned the fierce boxing technique, with a hostile aura on his body, which was well covered by a pair of golden eyes.

Wu Di turned around and went out, closing the door, "Master's aura is still so strong, every time we meet, there is a depressing aura, which is very scary!"

Joe couldn't pour himself a glass of wine, and stood in front of the floor-to-ceiling windows, condescending, and the height was extremely cold.

"How wonderful the world is."

Joe couldn't squint his eyes and drank the wine in one gulp.

"Brother Qiao, so elegant!"

At this time, the door of the office was pushed open, and two young people walked in from the outside. They seemed to be young, but they gave off a dangerous aura like giant beasts.

"Why are you here, don't you come to find me for a drink?" Joe couldn't turn around, showing a smiling face.

"Hahaha, drinking is for sure." One of the young people laughed, "Actually, I'm here on a business trip!"

"It's rare for a master like you to go on a business trip." Qiao couldn't be surprised.

"Aotian was injured recently, and the Xiantian Gangqi Divine Sword was shattered. It won't take two or three years to regain its full strength!" Zhang Ye said with a sneer.

"What, Aotian's strength is already in the early days of Xiantian. With a sword of Xiantian Gangqi, it can hurt people invisible, especially at close range. No one can stop it. Whoever is so powerful has injured him!" Joe couldn't be shocked. Yes, took a deep breath.

"A young man, about the same age as us." Zhang Yedao, "That man defeated Long Aotian with one move. We suspect that he is an innate late-stage master."

"A congenital late-stage master, did he come from there?" Another identity of Joe's helplessness is actually a member of Tianmen, not an internal person, but a partner. water rises.

"Probably not!" Zhang Ye shook his head.

"Brother Zhang has something to do, just ask." Joe couldn't say.

The energy of Tianmen is too great. Qiao can't be a high-level person, but he still can't know about Tianmen. If Tianmen didn't find him, he would never know that there is still a Tianmen organization in the world.

"We want to see your master."

"Is it going to start?" Joe couldn't be surprised.

"Jiuzhou, in the world, belongs to a big country, and there are many martial arts people in it, but it's a pity that they can control it. Our Tianmen decided to reorganize this force."

"I don't know Brother Zhang, when are you going to Lanlin Temple?" Qiao couldn't help saying, "I can show you the way!"

Although Lanlin Temple has a good reputation in Jiuzhou and the world over the years, it is not enough to be seen in front of Tianmen.

Qiao couldn't help but want to do his part in this, so as to get closer to Tianmen and make a good impression.

"That would be the best." Zhang Ye said, "We will come back in ten days!"

"Ten days later, I have time!"

In the past few days, the martial arts competition in the boxing gym is about to start. As the big boss, he has to be there. In ten days, the finals will be over. Naturally, he has time.

"That's a deal, let's go first."

Zhang Ye turned around and left without dragging his feet.

"Tianmen has started to move, a huge monster is about to emerge from the water." Qiao couldn't help but sigh, people who don't know Tianmen will never know how powerful Tianmen is.

Joe couldn't look at the sky through the glass, as if starting from this moment, the wind was surging, and it was so lively.

"Who is that guy above? He defeated Xu Shan who was whipping his legs in the south with one move."

"It's not easy, it's not easy. This kind of master should be famous in the Jianghu. Why don't we know each other?"

"We in Jiuzhou are really hidden dragons and crouching tigers. Normally, we don't see a single master, but once he appears, he will be the best in the three armies, mighty and invincible!"

On the Jiuzhou martial arts arena.

Accompanied by Yang Xiaoming's defeat of Xu Shan who was whipping his leg with one move, everyone was shocked immediately.

Xu Shan, Southern Whip Kick, is a very powerful kicker. After practicing to the extreme, this leg is no different from a long whip. If it is a big wooden stake, it will explode on the spot with one kick.

Ordinary people, if they are not skilled in outer sect, they really dare not whip their legs.

Xu Shan was well-known in the Jianghu, but he was defeated by one move, which was beyond everyone's expectations.

"Dashi, you friend, what's your background, Xu Shan was defeated by him with one move."

Near Wushu, on a stand.Someone asked Zhou Dashi.

Just now they all saw that Dashi was sitting with this person, talking happily, and they couldn't help thinking about it.

Who doesn't want to know this kind of master.

Jianghu heroes are nothing more than getting to know more heroes.

"He is the genius brother Ming in our village!" Zhou Dashi was also shocked, "Back then, he was invincible."

"It can't be so fierce!" Someone questioned.

"Believe it or not is up to you!" Zhou Dashi said, "Later, something happened to Brother Ming and he withdrew from the arena. Unexpectedly, after so many years, his strength has improved to a higher level."

"The second round is about to begin."

Suddenly, someone called out.

When a middle-aged man took the stage, he couldn't help but arouse a lot of exclamations.

"I'm not mistaken, isn't he from the Chen family?"

"The Chen family?"

"Of course it's the Chen family of Taijiquan!"

"This is a good show. The Chen family's Taijiquan is known as four-two strokes, and it uses softness to overcome rigidity. It's very good!"

"I remembered, isn't this person Chen Wudi, the number one master of the Chen family, a form of Taijiquan, using softness to overcome strength, sweeping away warriors!"

The people around were all shocked.

Zhang Xiaohu had a smile on his lips, it was the first time he had come to this kind of unique martial arts competition.

Tai Chi?Sounds like a lot of fame.

Zhang Xiaohu's vision was different, after one glance, he knew that this person's boxing skills were very good, but unfortunately, Yang Xiaoming had been promoted to Xiantian, and ordinary people could not resist the power of Xiantian.

Taijiquan can overcome rigidity with softness, but beyond this limit, any boxing method will not help.

Zhang Xiaohu knew it without looking, but the result was one-sided.

This Chen Wudi from the Chen family performed a Taijiquan, which still surprised Zhang Xiaohu.

If the combat strength is similar, I am afraid that they will be restrained by the opponent, exhausting their true energy and losing.

Taijiquan, using strength to fight strength, simplifying complexity, using softness to overcome rigidity, fully demonstrates the essence of this boxing method.

"This little life is amazing, and he even started to steal his teacher during the competition." Zhang Xiaohu didn't have to laugh.

"Boom."

Chen Wudi was sent flying out and landed at the end of the ring. It turned out that just now, Yang Xiaoming learned what he had learned and put it into practice. With one move, he used his strength and his innate combat power to send him flying.

"Little brother is so talented!" Chen Wudi stood up and fell down.

Chen Wudi's reputation is not small in Jianghu. He didn't expect to be eliminated by a young man in the qualifiers. It was an accident, really an accident.

"The last move just now should be a borrowed force in Taijiquan, right?"

"No way!"

Many people were shocked again.

After defeating Chen Wudi, Yang Xiaoming closed his eyes to rest and waited for the last opponent. As long as he defeated the opponent, he would be eligible to be selected.

dong dong dong.

The third person came up, and there was a booming sound from the arena, like an earthquake. It turned out to be a big man, like a giant.

"Disciple of Lanlin Temple!"

This person is dressed in a monk's uniform, with a big shining bald head, as long as anyone knows the origin of the other person.

"This is Jueyuan, he is practicing outsider kung fu, and he is practicing Open Door Cracking Stele Palm, one of the 72 unique skills in Lanlin Temple!"

Someone recognized the origin of this monk.

The saying that martial arts in the world come from Shaolin has a long history.

Although many people don't believe it, the martial arts of Lanlin Temple are indeed better than those outside, and many rare copies are treasured.

"Mountain Splitting Monument Palm!"

As soon as the monk Jueyuan came up, he swept forward with a broad blade and axe. Each palm was struck with a piercing sound, as if it wanted to crush people, extremely domineering.

"Monk Jueyuan's palm technique is extremely domineering, I wonder if this young man can stop it!"

Yang Xiaoming didn't defeat the opponent with a single move, but instead dodged all the way, wasted so much, with a light body technique, just walked on the ring like this, his body was as light as a swallow, which made people helpless.

Half an hour later, Monk Jueyuan was out of breath and reluctantly admitted defeat.

He is good at palm technique, splitting mountains and cracking mountains, and he is good at everything, but in terms of body technique, he has a lot of opponents, and he has never been able to win the opponent.It doesn't matter if you don't lose.

"Sorry, I won!" Yang Xiaoming laughed.

"Humph."

Monk Jueyuan snorted coldly, "When I meet my senior brother, I will have good fruit for you!"

It turned out that many disciples of Lanlin Temple participated in this martial arts competition. In their words, it was nothing more than to exercise and improve their skills.

In fact, it was for the limelight of Lanlin Temple.

(End of this chapter)