Fists that can subdue mountains and rivers, martial arts that can lead to immortality!

Chen Jingsong thought these guys had really gone crazy from practicing martial arts.

Martial arts training is not just about being brave and fierce, but also about having power, background, and connections.

Jiang Wangzu's strength has now reached the level of a Grandmaster of Martial Arts.

With his potential, he will probably reach the peak of the Profound Realm very soon.

To become the next Wu Chongxiao or Yang Jin!

How could Tai Chi Sect possibly provoke such a person?

Moreover, Jiang Wangzu established the Martial Alliance with the strong support of Pan Zhen, the King of the South.

Who is Pan Zhen?

A prince who controls twelve southern provinces, commands an army of over a million, and occupies one-third of the territory of the Great Xin Republic!

Everyone was predicting that, barring any unforeseen circumstances, he would become the first leader of the Great New Republic!

This person was Jiang Wangzu's close friend.

Even the reason why Pan Zhen rose to power was fundamentally due to the strong support of Jiang Wangzu.

In addition, Jiang Wangzu had a good relationship with Emperor Tianyi and frequently visited the imperial court, traveling between the capital and Shanghai.

He also maintains close ties with many martial arts schools in Tianjin, a sacred place for martial arts in northern China.

In addition, he had a master from the Demon Sect and tens of thousands of soldiers under his command, occupying Shanghai and having businesses throughout the entire Republic of China.

Therefore, Jiang Wangzu not only represents a grandmaster of martial arts, but also the vast network of interpersonal relationships behind him.

That's what's truly shocking!

The Tai Chi Sect members looked at each other like quails, not daring to say anything more.

Chen Jingsong shook his head, and then disappeared in a flash.

On the shore of the East China Sea.

On a reef.

Lu Jingtao, the spear master of the East Sea, wielded a long spear, stirring up the wind and clouds, and single-handedly resisting the raging waves surging towards the shore.

Rumble!

The two terrifying forces collided, splashing up a large amount of water, turning the entire beach into a shimmering, watery expanse.

"master!"

"The Holy Sect invites you to join the Martial Alliance!"

Just then, a young man dressed in coarse linen clothes and carrying a long iron spear came to the rocks.

He told Lu Jingtao about Jiang Wangzu establishing the Martial Alliance.

Lu Jingtao was born into a family of military officers. The Lu family was a prominent family in the entire north, and it was precisely because of the support of such a powerful family that he was able to achieve this.

In addition, Lu Jingtao's own martial arts talent further enhanced his abilities, which led to the birth of the first martial arts grandmaster in the three hundred years of the Lu family of the East Sea.

However, Lu Jingtao had nothing in his eyes except martial arts.

During the reign of Emperor Tianyi, he repeatedly declined honorary official positions bestowed upon him by the court.

They are not interested in the development of the Lu family.

All he cared about was practicing martial arts.

However, as a grandmaster of martial arts in this era, his very existence is a deterrent.

Therefore, the Lu family has become increasingly powerful over the past hundred years. Even with the fall of the previous dynasty and the establishment of the Republic of China, the impact on the Lu family has not been significant.

"I'm not going!"

"Practice shooting!"

"I'm busy!"

Lu Jingtao uttered two words at a time, then continued practicing his shooting.

"Okay, I understand."

Lu Jingtao's youngest apprentice nodded.

Western Regions.

In the middle of a desert.

Countless giant venomous scorpion-like beasts attacked a tall figure.

But as one blade after another flashed, these terrifying scorpion-like beasts were all reduced to pieces and died completely.

Even the leading scorpion beast, whose strength was comparable to that of a powerful martial arts master, could not withstand this flash of light!

In the Western Regions, there is only one person who possesses this sword technique, and that person is Tuoba Ye of the Sword Sect!

Tuoba Ye wore a short-sleeved shirt made of animal skin and linen trousers, and held a wide and long, menacing broadsword.

He was bald, had a thick beard, a slightly chubby round face, and was over two meters tall. Just standing there, he exuded a tremendous sense of oppression.

When his gaze swept over, it was as if he were being stared at by a raging flood or a ferocious beast.

"If Jiang Wangzu of the Holy Sect wants to become the leader of the martial arts alliance, he'll have to ask the sword in my hand if it agrees!"

"It's been a long time since I've been to the East Coast; it's about time I took the opportunity to visit some old friends!"

Upon receiving Jiang Wangzu's invitation, Tuoba Ye grinned and muttered to himself.

The Tuoba family was one of the most powerful and influential families in the Western Regions, possessing vast grasslands and several large oases.

Some oases are ideal places to grow various medicinal herbs.

With these skills, Tuoba Ye gradually grew into a grandmaster of martial arts in the Western Regions!

In a secluded courtyard in the water towns of Jiangnan.

The master swordsman Wen Shaoqiu, holding a calligraphy brush, wrote several large characters with flowing strokes, the sword energy between the lines was awe-inspiring and awe-inspiring!

He was actually a down-on-his-luck scholar from the previous dynasty who, because he was so poor, went to a Taoist temple to copy books for others.

He copied three thousand volumes of the Daoist Canon, gradually comprehended the universe, created his own cultivation methods, and used literature to carry on martial arts. His martial arts cultivation rose steadily, and he finally proved the Dao with the sword, becoming a grandmaster of swordsmanship.

Actually, he should be called Jianzong, but his hometown dialect has a certain accent, so when he says Jianzong, people might mistakenly hear it as "a lowly person".

Therefore, he resolutely declined the title of Sword Sect, and later people called him Confucian Sect.

He personally expressed great satisfaction with the title.

He spent most of his life studying Confucian classics. Although he did not achieve great success, the title of "Confucian Master" seemed to be a tribute to his former self.

He felt it had a profound meaning.

However, many people do not believe that he became a martial arts grandmaster by reading the Taoist canon, and believe that he has powerful backers, and that it is very likely that the Taoist sect is pushing him behind the scenes.

However, the truth is that he transformed from a down-on-his-luck scholar into a martial arts grandmaster.

Now, he has transformed from his former impoverished state into a mansion, married a beautiful female martial arts master, and is living the life of his dreams.

So he was already completely satisfied.

Nowadays, he fishes, paints, writes, reads, plays the piano, and goes on outings, living the life of an ancient hermit.

How wonderful!

"Father, please stop writing."

"Your handwriting isn't even as good as mine!"

"No wonder you couldn't even pass the imperial examination!"

Wen Shaoqiu's son, Wen Qingyun, said somewhat impatiently.

That's just how people are. Even if you're a grandmaster of martial arts, no matter how powerful or influential you are outside, you're still an unwelcome figure in front of your parents, wife, and children.

But you just can't get angry!

"Qingyun, what your father wrote was the artistic conception!"

"Your understanding is too shallow, your level too low; you don't even understand what artistic conception is!"

Dressed in a blue scholar's robe, Wen Shaoqiu spoke calmly.

He was probably the most gentle-natured of the martial arts grandmasters.

It may be related to his personality.

After all, he wasn't from a traditional martial arts background, so he didn't have that much of a violent aura.

Some possess the elegance and composure of Confucian scholars.

"Yes, yes, I don't understand, and I don't want to understand."

"A telegram has arrived from Shanghai. I've been talking to you for ages, so please give me an answer!"

Wen Qingyun spoke up.

The Wen family was under Pan Zhen's jurisdiction, although Pan Zhen treated them very politely.

However, Pan Zhen's power is too great now, and he has the support of two martial arts grandmasters from the Holy Sect and the Demon Sect.

It wouldn't be good if the Wen family didn't express their support for the Martial Alliance, which was spearheaded by the Holy Ancestor Jiang Wangzu and strongly supported by Marshal Pan.

"Ugh!"

"What a hassle!"

"In that case, let's go to Shanghai when the Martial Alliance is established."

"I'll also take this opportunity to meet this newly crowned martial arts grandmaster."

"Then you can take your mother and sister to Shanghai for a trip."

"I've heard that Shanghai has changed a lot in recent years."

Wen Shaoqiu thought for a moment after hearing this, and then spoke.

"I think your attendance at the Martial Alliance founding ceremony was just a pretense; your real intention was to travel to Shanghai..." Wen Qingyun thought to himself.