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As soon as these words were spoken, the four sea kings on the opposite side instantly became furious.

"Insanity!"

"you wanna die!"

"I'm going to kill him!"

"Tired of living!"

Everyone wanted to take action immediately and make the other party live a life worse than death. Unfortunately, Chen Tianqiao ignored their shouting like a spring breeze. He just stared at Lie Haiwang, wanting to know the answer to the question.

"If it's an ordinary person, it definitely won't work. In fact, according to the rules of the martial arts world, in the past, both sides fought to the death. Until now, there have been slight changes. In order to reduce the occurrence of martial arts revenge, the official has specifically stated that it is not allowed to hurt people's lives, so..."

"So all we have to do is save their lives?"

Lie was speechless. Although he knew that Chen Tianqiao was very strong, he shouldn't be so happy.

Maybe Lie would never guess that the reason why someone was so excited was that he just wanted to try out the legendary Tang Hand, the poisonous hand in its branch, and see what effect it would have on him.

"Haha, I'm really sorry to have kept you all waiting for so long. If you don't mind the trouble, why don't you all come together?"

But just when the two sides were about to fight, a little old man with wrinkles on his face like fish scales, wearing a melon-shaped hat and leaning on a walking stick, came with three other elderly people.

He walked into the venue unhurriedly from the door, not caring at all about the tense atmosphere.

"Hey, hey, what's wrong with you guys? It's good to be young. I used to be so passionate. Today is just a reminiscence of my youth. Tell me what happened just now."

As soon as the old man appeared in the hall, everyone on the first floor, including the sea kings, except Chen Tianqiao and Garuda, bowed and clasped their fists, while chanting "Guo Haihuang" to show their respect.

Above the Sea King is the Emperor, the publicly recognized number one martial artist in China. Guo Haihuang’s original name was Guo Qinglin.

At the age of 46, he participated in the "Grand Arena Competition", the largest martial arts festival in China held once every century, and won the championship, earning the title of "Sea King".

At the peak of his life, he was defeated by a 120-year-old man. He worked hard to pursue the techniques of martial arts, reached the pinnacle, and gave birth to a son at the age of 146. Today, he is years old.

He can be described as a living fossil in the martial arts world. Even the so-called top masters today cannot compare to him.

Seeing the important man coming, the sea kings did not dare to neglect him and began to explain the cause of the matter. However, the large number of people talking made the elderly man feel annoyed.

"Shut up first! Now let Rei Kaiou explain what happened."

In fact, as the Sea King, he is well aware of the domestic situation. After knowing the situation, he will not express his opinion for the time being.

"It seems that you are the rising star that Lie mentioned. Not bad, not bad. You are a good material for martial arts training."

As he spoke, he started to move his hands, touching and pinching here and there. If someone who didn't know the situation saw him, they would probably think that the old man was a rabbit god.

Guo Haihuang has lived for most of his life and has very high vision. Chen Tianqiao's physical qualifications actually made this centenarian want to take him as his disciple.

You should know that he had officially announced fifty years ago that he would no longer accept any disciples.

But he really couldn't let go of this unpolished gem and had already made up his mind to take him under his wing. After all, he was now a well-known figure in the Chinese martial arts world.

"I already know what happened today. It is true that they did something wrong. Why don't I take charge and let the matter rest peacefully?"

When everyone heard this, unexpectedly, before Chen Tianqiao could reply, the three vice presidents of the association behind the old Poseidon stood up to express their opposition.

"Hey! This is absolutely not possible, old Sea King. Although they started the fight first, the qualification for the grand arena is indeed based on strength. No one is wrong except the Sea King."

"That's right. Old Sea King can't break this inherited rule."

"Old Poseidon...please...think...twice."

This guy, once he gets older, he becomes too lazy to take care of things. As long as the people below him don't make too much trouble, he will turn a blind eye and let it go. This is Guo Haihuang's current life.

He didn't care about anything because he was afraid of trouble. But who would have thought that these vice presidents, who were usually like quails, would suddenly confront him collectively today.

His face immediately fell, and he thought to himself with some displeasure, these guys wouldn't really think that now that we have entered a society ruled by law, they think that I can't do anything to them, so they're getting bolder, right?

Having been humiliated by his own people in front of so many people, he couldn't find a reason to get angry on the spot. He could only secretly take note of these people, then snorted coldly and walked away, even forgetting about wanting to take them as disciples.

Chapter 53 Martial Arts Association

Lie looked at Guo Haihuang's departing back and felt helpless. The current situation could be said to be Guo Qinglin's own fault.

Because of his obsession with martial arts and his old age, the power of the Wushu Association fell into the hands of others and was firmly controlled by several vice-presidents, who also placed many of their cronies throughout the association.

In fact, the reason is due to the domestic environment. The authorities are not at ease with these people who have mastered the skills of killing. In their view, these people are destabilizing factors in society.

Although it cannot be banned openly, it is still possible to assign a few people to monitor it, and that is how we created three vice-presidents who do not know martial arts.

"Martial arts is difficult, is it really true that we can only survive overseas?"

Lie felt very sad. In China, fancy moves have almost become synonymous with Kung Fu. It is only better abroad.

From the time Poseidon entered to the time he left, Chen Tianqiao didn't say a word from beginning to end, as if the other party was a passerby.

Even if the other party showed goodwill, he would just respond with a smile, because he wanted to send all the sea kings to the ICU now, and it was definitely not because the other party called him a rotten fish!

"Clap clap..."

"Okay, respected sea kings, we have done so much foreplay, isn't it time to start?"

Clapping his hands, a certain unstable element took the initiative to focus everyone's attention on himself and officially announced that the fight would continue.

"Exactly what I want!"

Soon, under the arrangement of the staff, everyone went to the martial arts arena on the third floor. The space was spacious and the floor was paved with high-quality wooden boards. There was also a high platform at the edge of the venue for viewing. The details were enough to show that the martial arts association was financially strong.

"Come on! Defeat that outsider who came to challenge us!"

"Come on, masters!"

"Sea King will win!"

"........................"

I don't know when, there were a lot more association members, both male and female, in the martial arts arena. Maybe they were the people who ran away before Guo Haiwang came. They said something to lead these people here.

To them, a man and a woman are no different from foreigners, and they are far less intimate than these sea kings in China.

"Husband, it seems that we are not very popular. Why don't we go back to Neon?"

The boiling shouts made Garuda feel a little suffocated by the atmosphere on the scene, and he grabbed Chen Tianqiao's arm and wanted to leave.

"What's the big deal? Isn't this how people who come to challenge us are treated? In their eyes, we are enemies. We just need to get used to it."

"Well, that's true."

After pacifying Garuda, he took off his shoes and clothes, and walked slowly to the center of the field wearing only a short suit.

He had a sturdy figure of 2.52 meters in height, with an ape-like back and slim waist, bronze muscles as if cast from bronze, and a handsome and resolute face, which deeply shocked every martial artist present.

Even Garuda, who can be seen every day, couldn't help but show a look of intoxication. Perhaps people's aesthetic views are also a genetic choice in some aspects.

"This...physique! He is truly...a great general from the ancient times!"

The white-haired old man standing at the outermost edge suddenly sighed. He was Guo Haihuang who had left in anger before. In fact, when he knew the whole story, he understood that if he was still here, there would be no possibility of a fight between the two sides.

He had never paid serious attention to the domestic situation before, so he took this opportunity to take a look at the current situation in the martial arts world, whether it was this returned martial artist or these sea kings.

"..Hey..Hey, all the sea kings? Can you please stop dawdling? Otherwise, just come at me all at once. I'm in a hurry."

Not only the onlookers were shocked just now, but also the sea kings. Regardless of their strength, at least they had some eyesight.

However, the other party's repeated provocations made them furious. Even a clay man would have some temper, let alone a martial artist.

"So what if you're big? You're nothing but a slow-witted guy. Watch how I, Jeet Kune Do, will defeat you! Get out of the association!"

Sun Haiwang, who was only thirty years old, took off his shirt, revealing his muscular body, and stretched out his hands wearing ten gold rings.

"My best skill is grip strength, so get out of here if you don't want to get hurt!"

As he spoke, the gold rings on his fingers broke one after another and fell onto the wooden floor, causing the onlookers to exclaim in shock.

"As expected of King Sun Hai!"

"The successor of Jeet Kune Do is indeed worthy of his reputation."

"I believe that Bruce Lee's legacy will surely be carried forward in the hands of Sun Haiwang."

"........."

The buzzing voices from everyone were all words of praise, and King Sun Hai couldn't help but reveal a proud look. Every time he performed this move in front of others, he would receive countless admiration, and this time must be no exception.

"Ha~hahahaha! Hahahaha! I'm dying of laughter! Garuda, did you see that? This guy is so funny!"

"Alright, alright, husband, stop laughing and get up and play."

When Chen Tianqiao watched the other party's performance in a daze, he felt like a child who ran to an adult to show off his treasure, but the object happened to be the well-known domestic Aquaman.

The contrast made him laugh so hard that he fell to the floor, unable to straighten his back due to laughter.

Suddenly, Sun Haiwang's face turned red and veins popped out on his forehead, as if he had suffered a great humiliation. He roared angrily and kicked Chen Tianqiao, who was lying on the ground, like lightning.

"Huh? You are worthy of being compared with Senior Bruce Lee?"

The ground shook with his back, and the whole person stood up instantly as if a spring was pressed. His long arms grabbed Sun Haiwang's ankles and lifted him upside down like a monkey trying to catch the moon.

Faced with this familiar scene, Chen Tianqiao was stunned for a second. He seemed to have done the same thing before. Who was it?

"Damn it! Let me go! Put me down and beat me up again!"

He used his fists and one foot to attack every part he could reach, but Sun Haiwang seemed to have lost all his strategy and behaved in an ugly manner, just like an ordinary person.

The next moment, he felt Sun Haiwang's struggle, and with a flick of his hand, the opponent became completely quiet like a dead fish.

"Vice President Sun, your grandson's kung fu seems to be a little bit low-end, and I remember that he was the Sea King recommended by you." The old man in black laughed.

"Humph! What a loser! I even tried to help him get the position of Jeet Kune Do gym leader!"

The old man in yellow had a gloomy face, looking very disappointed with his friend. Thinking of his investment in the other party, he almost vomited blood.

"However! It's not your turn to take care of Old Man Yang's matter yet. Let's see how Chen Jialuo, whom you recommended, performs!"

"I say that the combined age of the two of you is older than our president. Why are you arguing over such a small matter? The other party is just an outsider. I don't believe he can defeat four sea kings in a row."

The old man in purple stood with his hands behind his back and persuaded the other two, only because the remaining Sichuan Sea King and Linzi Sea King were both his people.

But this can also explain from the side that the power of these three people in the martial arts association is almost absolute. In the absence of any handle, Guo Qinglin is just a golden signboard of the association.

Chapter 54: Two Kings in a Row

Seeing that the mighty Aquaman was easily defeated, the students in the venue were in an uproar, just like those fans who suddenly found out that their idol had collapsed. The anger and loss were beyond words.

Sun Haiwang was thrown aside like garbage. The medical staff of the venue went forward to check on him. They found that he was just unconscious with broken bones all over his body. They all breathed a sigh of relief. After all, no matter how insignificant this Haiwang was, he was still the grandson of the vice president.

He crossed his arms and looked around, and those whose eyes met took a step back, as if this would give them a sense of security.

"Fellow sea kings, I really suggest that you all attack together, otherwise you won't even have a chance to fight back."

To be honest, every word he said was true, without any contempt in it, except that the other person's face had turned as black as the bottom of a pot.

"Vajra Fist! Yang Wei!"

He walked to the center of the field, clasped his fists and bowed, then grabbed his shirt with both hands and pulled it off, leaving it on the ground in strips of cloth, revealing distinct, rock-like muscles, though his skin was a little whiter.

Vajra Fist is one of the external skills of Shaolin Temple, and is as famous as the Golden Bell Cover and Iron Cloth Shirt. It combines boxing and kicking skills, making it even better among the external skills.

"In the early stage, we used wooden swords, hammered with iron chains, stabbed with swords in the middle stage, were crushed by trucks, bombarded with old-fashioned artillery, and finally, when a typhoon passed, we sat under a waterfall with a drop of 30 meters and held on until dawn."

"My body is perfect. No matter how powerful you are, it will be useless!"

Whether he wanted to make his opponents retreat or to boost his own prestige, Yang Haiwang talked about his experiences eloquently, but apart from causing passers-by to exclaim in amazement, someone yawned out of boredom.

"It's a little interesting, but that's all. Also, are you going to fight or not? I'm not here to listen to your story. If you don't want to fight, just go away and don't get in the way of others."

As soon as he finished speaking, Yang Haiwang's face turned purple and he strode forward. The difference in size between the two was like that between a Tyrannosaurus Rex and an underage Triceratops.

"Vajra Fist! Two Suns Reaching the Sky."

With a dull "bang" sound, Yang Haiwang, who was standing sideways in a horse stance, hit the opponent's abdomen with his fists like a sledgehammer, but the opponent's feet did not move at all. If it weren't for the previous sound, he probably thought he was hitting rubber.

"Vajra Kick! (tuo) Alligator Tail Sweep!"

Seeing that his upper body was not working, he attacked from three directions. Yang Wei didn't believe that his opponent's legs were also well trained.

"Crack!"