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Chapter 76
Shanhu Taoist Temple is located in the East District of Saigon. When the Taoist Temple was first established, it was still a very remote suburb. After hundreds of years of changes, and influenced by the growing strength of the Taoist Temple, the area surrounding the Taoist Temple has developed into a bustling neighborhood. In front of the gate of the dojo, which is not very tall, everyone consciously avoided this position, forming a small square.

Blue tiles and white walls, Zhumen flying eaves, the gate of Shanhu Daochang reflects the characteristics of Daxia architecture everywhere. It is incompatible with the surrounding buildings, but it is harmoniously integrated. Standing in front of this century-old Daoist temple, Cui Hongan can't help but feel With emotion, even Daxia people who have taken root in a foreign country for a hundred years still insist on the pride of the motherland's culture. I don't know when Daehan will have such a heritage.

Shaking his head to clear up his mood, and then thinking of the purpose of coming today, he smiled wryly again, challenging An Jin with Hua Jin, it was indeed a bully, but I owed that person a favor back then, but I had to come, but I still felt a little bit It's awkward, I just got rid of other people today and came to the closed-door competition alone, which can be regarded as saving the last bit of face for myself.

Although there are people sightseeing at the entrance of the dojo every day, Cui Hongan stood at the entrance, which still attracted the attention of the dojo warriors. It didn't take long to see a handsome man with short hair, 1.6 meters [-] in height, wearing a white dress, looking heroic The woman walked over and bowed to Cui Hongan, "Excuse me, Mr. Cui?"

Cui Hongan didn't speak, just nodded his head, thinking in his heart, this should be Song Feng's only daughter, Song Xiaohang, and as an elder, he naturally had the right to put on airs.

Song Xiaohang turned his body sideways and led his hand, "My father has been waiting for a long time, Mr. Cui, please come inside." After speaking, he led the way in front and walked in.

Entering the gate, there is a small courtyard, and then walking through a living room, there is a huge open space covered with bluestone slabs. This is the outdoor training ground of Shanhu Dojo. On the other side of the training ground, Song Feng Just stood there.

Cui Hongan walked a few steps forward and stopped, looked at Song Feng who was standing majestically opposite him, and bowed his hands, "I have seen the owner of Song, I have offended you by coming here today, I hope you will forgive me!"

In his capacity as the master of Huajin, this move seemed extraordinarily polite, and it also made the people in the dojo, who were suffocating their stomachs, slightly change their opinion of him.

"Mr. Cui is polite, Mr. Song has been waiting for a long time," Song Feng bowed his hands back, "Should Mr. Cui take a rest first, or start directly."

Cui Hongan's eyes moved slightly, only then did he realize that Song Feng seemed to have stepped into Huajin, he did not expect to be able to break through in just three days, and even stabilized the realm, what's going on?

"Let's start directly. The tiger boxing technique of Shanhu Dojo has already been heard like thunder. Today, I would like to ask Master Song to teach me." Now is not the time to think about these things, Cui Hongan suppressed the doubts in his heart. At this time, he is no longer the same as when he first came The idea of ​​cutscenes, no matter when Song Feng reached Huajin, he must be prepared for it, and any master of Huajin cannot be ignored.

"Please!"

"Please!"

One is one of the three great masters of Huajin in South Korea who is known for his leg skills and has been famous for many years in the international martial arts world. Tickets, it is estimated that the number of people who come to watch the game will not be less than the concert of the superstar Uranus.

On the steps behind Song Feng, Zhao Qianzheng was sitting upright, holding a cup of fragrant tea in his hand, looking at the two people in the field with great interest. Speaking of which, he had never confronted Master Huajin in the identity of Huajin. In a fight, when they faced Dai Zong and Yin Wangchuan before, they hadn't entered into Huajin yet. When they did, they assassinated Li Luolin and others from behind. I'm really interested in the duel.

At this time, the two people in the field have already started to fight. Cui Hongan's feet are flying, and his legs are hitting in a row. His moves are based on Korean Taekwondo, combining the techniques of Da Xia Tan's legs and poking feet. Attacking is the main focus, and the fierce tiger boxing passed down by Song Feng's family was created by Song Shanhu on the basis of the tiger boxing and leopard boxing in the Shaolin five-shaped boxing. He went deep into the mountains and forests and observed the tiger day and night. The roots of the old tree are tightly packed, and the base is extremely stable. When attacking, it is like a tiger pouncing on its prey. Between movements, there is only attack and no defense. In this way, the competition between the two is very interesting to watch.

However, it is only Zhao Qian's personal idea that it is ornamental. In the eyes of others, every move and every style of these two people is full of power. His heart skipped a beat, but Zhao Qian drank a sip of tea and laughed. Whether it was Taekwondo or Tiger Fist, they all incorporated sound skills. When they fought, they always shouted loudly. Zhao Qian couldn't be serious.

After all, Cui Hong'an is a master of Huajin who has been famous for many years, with seasoned experience, he gained the upper hand many times in the beginning, but Song Feng was younger, with stronger energy and blood, and he was not chaotic when he was in a disadvantage. Pull back, but after all, it is a new energy, and it is still difficult to win. The two stalemate like this. The confrontation lasted for more than an hour. At this time, their physical strength began to decline, but they couldn't help it.

The tea in Zhao Qian's cup has also been changed several times. Song Xiaohang has been waiting by the side. Look to Zhao Qian.

After another glance, Zhao Qian raised his head suddenly and met Song Xiaohang's eyes. Song Xiaohang smiled awkwardly, with a trace of pleading in his eyes. A little tea popped out on the fingers.

Cui Hongan and Song Feng, who were still stalemate at this time, suddenly felt numb in their bodies, and couldn't help but take a few steps back to stand still. Song Feng was taken aback, and immediately realized that Mr. He took a breath, but Cui Hongan turned pale with shock. Who is it that can easily separate the two Huajin from such a long distance? This is clearly the ability of Danjin, and It's not just an ordinary alchemy, at least it's a gang strength.

Zhao Qian put the teacup on the coffee table, stood up with the chair on his back, looked at the two opposing people in the field and said, "You two are tired from fighting today, why don't I be a peacemaker? Today's match will be a draw." , Shanhu Taoist Temple is still Shanhu Taoist Temple, as for the Rengang Taoist Temple’s settlement in Saigon, it is also possible, but it must abide by the rules set by the Nanyue comrades, let’s see how it goes.”

Song Feng bowed and said, "I have no objection, and I will follow Mr. Zhao's instructions."

Cui Hongan looked at this unbelievably young man, forcibly suppressed the shock in his heart, and bowed, "I have no objection to the draw today, but I have no right to make decisions about the dojo, but I will go back and tell President Jin , according to the wishes of Mr. to facilitate this matter."

Although it was Cui Hongan who was not authentic this time, but this person's character was not bad, Song Feng exchanged greetings with him, and after sending him away, he changed his clothes and took Zhao Qian out to find the wizard.

Driving all the way to the west, far away from the city of Saigon, walking along the Saigon River, the road gradually disappeared, and the car moved on the bumpy dirt road. After two or three hours of travel, we drove into a In the small village, Zhao Qian couldn't help touching his chin when he looked at the village in front of him with only a dozen families and almost no traces of modern civilization. This kind of place that is almost isolated from the world is only for those who want to practice but are away from home. Wizards who don't offer people to worship will like it.

Parked the car in the open space in front of the village, walked through the village along a small road into the forest, and walked for more than half an hour before arriving at an elevated bamboo house, surrounded by a circle of bamboo fences Looking up, there are still a few chickens scattered in it. It looks no different from ordinary people's houses, even cleaner, and it doesn't look like a place where wizards stay.

Song Feng carefully knocked on the half-closed wooden door on the bamboo fence, and an old echo came from the room, "Come in."

With a creaking sound, the door of the bamboo house opened, and an old man with a height of 1.5 meters [-], white hair and wearing traditional South Vietnamese clothes appeared at the door, looking at Song Feng and Zhao Qian who were walking into the small courtyard peacefully. .

Song Feng was about to kowtow to salute, but the old man waved his hand to signal him to step aside, looking at Zhao Qian who seemed to be as old as his granddaughter, his eyes were full of curiosity, "Young man, can you let Song Feng take him directly without my permission?" Come and find me, it seems that you are very unusual."

Song Feng who was standing on the side was about to speak, but was interrupted by Zhao Qian waving his hand, the corners of his mouth twitched slightly, "Okay, let you two be king against king, I'll just stay on the sidelines."

Zhao Qian avoided answering the old man's inquiry, and said with a smile, "It's not the Wumen's way of hospitality to let guests stand outside and talk."

"My Wumen will naturally treat real guests with supreme courtesy, but it's not necessarily the case for other people." The old man hid his hands in his armholes and narrowed his eyes slightly. For some reason, the ordinary-looking man in front of him Young people always give him a sense of danger, "Please explain directly why you are here."

"Okay," Zhao Qian curled his lips, "I don't know if the master may remove the natal poison cast by the black-robed wizard."

"The natal poison of the black-robed wizard?" The old man's eyes widened. "You killed a black-robed wizard?"

Seeing Zhao Qian nodding and admitting, the old man's heart fluctuated. There is no obvious level of wizards, but in recent years, in order to better distinguish their cultivation bases, they refer to other cultivation systems and roughly divide them into gray, white and black. There is also a master-level purple-robed wizard who can only be added if he is recognized by the Wumen. Although there is no clear boundary between the levels of wizards, black-robed wizards are rare in the entire Wumen. Purple-robed wizards just lacked a certification procedure, and their strength was between Huajin and Danjin in national arts, and their number was very small. If they were black witches, their lethality was almost as lethal as that of Danjin masters, including witchcraft methods.

But such a person was killed by the young man in front of him. The old man couldn't help being shocked and angry. No matter whether the wizard was a white witch or a black witch, it was a huge loss for the Wumen, but he was afraid of his strength, so he had to forcibly Suppressing the anger in his heart, he said, "This old man hasn't been able to advance to the black robe yet. How can you get rid of the natal poison that the black robe wizard sacrificed at the cost of his life? You are looking for the wrong person."

As soon as the voice fell, he turned and entered the room, and slammed the door shut.

(End of this chapter)