After the arrival of spring, South Korea still has the atmosphere of winter, with cool breezes blowing. Pedestrians on the streets of Seoul are like fully-armed sardines, constantly shuttling through the streets and alleys of the city.
At about ten o'clock in the morning, a passenger plane slowly landed at Seoul Airport. An extremely handsome young man got off the plane and was picked up directly by a helicopter.
Half an hour later, a helicopter landed on a helipad on the roof of the Korean Aikido Base Camp.
Not far away, a group of people who were waiting came up to them. The first one was the old man in Korean clothes, Li Wonxiong, the head of the Aikido dojo.
A young man got off the helicopter, chatted with Li Yuanxiong for a few words, and then followed Li Yuanxiong into the luxurious palace-like building.
Afterwards, before Li Yuanxiong and the young man came to a room, the old man Duanmu came out of the room.
"Haha! Lord, you are finally here. If you don't come, Boss Zhuo will die." Old man Duanmu said with a smile. In front of this young man, old man Duanmu was as obedient as a docile cat.
There is only one person in this world who can make Duanmu, a master of the evil way, so awe-inspiring, and that is Nangong Chu. This young man who suddenly arrived is Nangong Chu.
"Hmph! Can Ouyang Wang still kill Zhuo Fan? This is a rare thing." Nangong Chu glanced at the old man Duanmu and said meaningfully
Nangong Chu's gaze was like a sharp knife. Just one glance made old man Duanmu feel as if he had fallen into an ice cave, and his whole body was filled with chills.
"If you don't die, you'll lose half your life!" Old Man Duanmu said with some embarrassment.
"Yeah!" Nangong Chu felt a cold air seeping out of the room, and it seemed that he could vaguely see condensed ice cubes above the door, "Glacier Mysterious Technique?"
Nangong Chu ignored old man Duanmu and walked into the room. As soon as he entered the room, Nangong Chu felt a cold air blowing towards his face.
But Li Yuanxiong was outside the room and did not dare to enter the room.
"This Nangong Chu is really powerful. It's so cold that he doesn't even notice it." Looking at Nangong Chu's back as he walked into the room, Li Yuanxiong couldn't help but feel shocked.
Even the flames could not drive away the terrifying cold air on the master named Zhuo Fan. Li Yuanxiong still remembered the difficulty in moving this master into this room that day.
There were more than a dozen Aikido disciples who almost lost their lives because they were too close to the master and the cold air invaded their bodies.
In the room, Zhuo Fan sat cross-legged on the ground. His body was covered with a thick layer of ice, freezing it with the floor. The vast cold air came out from Zhuo Fan's body like an ice sculpture.
The entire floor, the entire room, was like an ice cave. White frost could be seen everywhere. On the coffee table next to it, a half-drunk cup of tea had also turned into ice cubes, and the teacup had swollen and cracked.
"The Glacier Mysterious Skill is indeed extraordinary! It's rare for Zhuo Fan to survive for a few days. It seems that he really only has half a life left." After Nangong Chu came in and saw Zhuo Fan like this, he couldn't help but be surprised.
The feeling of being frozen is not pleasant. Zhuo Fan has used his innate true energy to suppress the cold air in his body once before, causing the ice outside his body to melt.
But the cold air of Glacier Xuan Gong was like maggots attached to the bones, which could not be driven away. When he entered this room, the suppressed cold air in his body broke out again, and then it became like this.
"Looks like I still need to take action." Nangong Chu glanced at Zhuo Fan with his spiritual consciousness and knew that Zhuo Fan would never be able to get rid of the cold air in his body with his own skills.
The glacial cold air that Ouyang Wang blasted into Zhuo Fan's body was corroding his meridians and surging towards his Dantian.
Freezing the meridians and true energy. If the cold air invades the Dantian, Zhuofan's skills will be completely frozen and his skills will not be able to function. Then his body's functions will be cut off and he will become a real frozen corpse.
Nangong Chu no longer hesitated, took one step forward, and was already in front of Zhuo Fan. Zhenwu purple energy was circulating in his body, and the cold air outside his body could not get close to him.
Purple light flashed in the palm of his hand, and a vast wave of energy as vast as the sea immediately came out from the room. The door was not closed, and people outside the room could clearly see what was going on inside.
Old man Duanmu and Li Yuanxiong both looked at Nangong Chu intently, with frightened eyes in their eyes. The power emanating from the room was as dignified as a mountain, enough to make them look up.
In the room, Nangong Chu's right hand gently pressed the Baihui point on Zhuofan's head, and then inspired the true martial power in his body to penetrate into Zhuofan's body.
The Zhenwu Purple Qi is a higher level of power than the Xiantian Zhenyuan. It is transformed from the Xiantian Zhenyuan into the Zhenwu power on Nangong Chu's right palm. When it penetrates into Zhuofan's body, it is entangled in Zhuofan's meridians.
The cold air immediately dissipated like ice and snow melting
The Baihui point is where the acupuncture points of the human body converge and connect. Nangong Chu's skill penetrates from Zhuofan's Baihui point and then spreads throughout the body. The ice outside Zhuofan's body melts at a speed visible to the naked eye and turns into water.
Flowed all over the place
The cold energy in Zhuo Fan's body was like a mouse seeing a cat. Wherever Nangong Chu's Zhenwu Purple Energy went, it was directly dissipated, and then leaked out of the body from the pores on Zhuo Fan's body.
Outside Zhuo Fan, white air suddenly swirled around him. After a while, Table Fan was shrouded in white air.
However, the white air outside Zhuo Fan's body quickly dissipated, and then his figure appeared
The strength in his body gradually increased, and the cold air in Zhuo Fan's body was quickly driven away. Even the clothes and pants that were soaked when the ice cubes melted on his body were evaporated dry by Nangong Chu's power.
Zhuo Fan's pale, deathly face gradually gained some color. Zhuo Fan exhaled a long breath, and then stood up from the ground.
"Thank you, Lord, for the rescue!" Zhuo Fan quickly saluted Nangong Chu, with a look of joy on his face. He found that not only had the coldness in his body been driven away, but his skills seemed to be more refined than before.
"Well!" Nangong Chu flicked his right hand around a few times, and the only trace of coldness left in the room completely disappeared.
Just now, the room was as cold as an ice cave. Now that the cold air has gone, there is no trace of cold air coming out of the room. Old man Duanmu and Li Yuanxiong outside the door opened their mouths in shock, widened their eyes, and were stunned for a moment.
The cold air that had plagued Zhuo Fan for days and nights was so easily driven away. It seemed that less than five minutes had passed. It would be strange for old man Duanmu and Li Yuanxiong not to be shocked.
"How many of them are there?" Nangong Chu asked calmly. He was a little unhappy because he didn't see He Lao Er, He Lao Er, Long Ying, and Mu Tu Hong.
"Return to the Lord, my subordinates don't know!" Zhuo Fan quickly replied
At this time, old man Duanmu and Li Yuanxiong had already turned around.
"Oops, those guys are going to be in trouble." When the old man Duanmu outside the door heard this, his heart jumped violently. Boss He and others had been dragging the little translator out under the guise of going out to visit the enemy in the past few days.
Go happy and happy
"Duanmu, do you know where the four of them went?" Nangong Chu turned to ask the old man Duanmu. The plain voice sounded frightening in the ears of the old man Duanmu.
"I don't know. I heard from them that they went out to check for the enemy." Old man Duanmu was a cunning old man. He didn't dare to say that the four guys were there for fun.
Old man Duanmu will not do anything that harms others and himself. If he betrays Boss He and others, he will never have a good life in the future.
If you want to live a good life, it's best to be smart on all sides. This is old man Duanmu's way of dealing with the world.
"Detecting the enemy's traces? Are they that diligent?" Nangong Chu found it hard to believe that those big demon-level guys would really obediently detect the enemy's traces.
Those four guys are all unruly people. If Zhuo Fan is injured and there is no one to restrain them, these people will definitely become wild horses and do whatever they want.
It doesn't matter to Nangong Chu that he harms people abroad, but if he misses the real thing, it will be very serious.
"Nangong Chu suddenly smiled at Li Yuanxiong, and then said: "Then please ask Mr. Li to send someone to find my four men."
There are no emotional ups and downs in the words, but there is an unquestionable momentum that makes people unable to refuse or dare not refuse.
"Yes, little old man, let me go now," Li Yuanxiong said quickly, his forehead was sweating. There is no doubt about Nangong Chu's power. I'm afraid he could crush himself to death with just one finger.
How dare Li Yuanxiong say the word "no" in front of such a person?
Just when the Aiki Dojo sent people out to look for the four guys like Boss He, in an entertainment city in downtown Seoul, in a box, four well-dressed successful people were sitting on the sofa.
Holding a scantily clad and coquettish woman in one hand, he was talking and laughing loudly, drinking heavily, and was extremely happy.
A young man wearing black-rimmed glasses was huddled in a corner of the sofa, indifferent to the scene before him.
These four guys who touch women from time to time are all very young. One of them is a majestic-looking old man, and the other three are all middle-aged.
Everyone is dressed like a nouveau riche, with suits and ties, gold chains hanging around their necks, and several sparkling rings on their fingers.
It doesn't matter whether you are a young woman like this or not, as long as you have money, that's fine
"Four gentlemen, it's getting late. Should we go back home?" The young man wearing black-rimmed glasses said with a frown.
"Why are you in a hurry? It's still early!" A middle-aged man, who was as thick as a cow, said loudly. His rough voice drowned out the speakers in the box.
"There is nothing to do when we go back. It's rare that Zhuo Fan's body is so cold that we can be happy for a few days. We have to have fun in time!" A tall, thin guy with a sallow face cursed.
"Although that guy Zhuo Fan is annoying, it's better not to die!" A fat guy said with a smile. This guy is not ordinary fat. Every time he says a word, the fat on his face trembles.