Tianhai Mansion is the residence of the Geely Empire Business Director and a martial arts performance venue.
Guan Baoliang is a native of Tianhai Prefecture. He lives on Mingyu Street. He was born in poverty. He finally got introduced by relatives and worked as a helper at the director's station. Although he is only eighteen years old this year, he has been working at the director's station for three full years.
Today, because of his relatively strong physique, he was assigned a new job, which was to go to the martial arts field and wait for dispatch.
"Brother Gang, I heard that the masters from the Geely Empire are training in the martial arts arena. Is it true?"
Guan Baoliang followed a group of people to work and asked in a low voice to a young helper with whom he was relatively close.
"Yes, you should have signed a confidentiality agreement. Remember not to talk nonsense and be smart. You can do whatever I do. If you make the ghost guy unhappy, you will be in big trouble."
The young man called Brother Gang looked like he was in his mid-twenties and looked more mature. Seeing Guan Baoliang who was a little nervous because of his words, Brother Gang smiled slightly: "Don't be nervous, ghost guy.
You don’t know how to eat people. You are just a newcomer and I won’t let you be a sparring partner. I just clean up the place and move the equipment.”
"Brother Gang, are these ghost masters so powerful? A few days ago, we had a competition at two martial arts schools on Mingyu Street. I just had to take a break and went to watch one. It was really exciting. Every time I stamped my feet, the three-meter-high platform was shaking.
, when we fought, the collision was louder than the cannons set off during the Chinese New Year in our house. The master from the Hengchang Martial Arts School fell from a height of more than three meters, and the ground was shaking, but he acted like nothing happened."
"And Zhao Qi from the Xiaolin Martial Arts School, it's amazing that the master from the Hengchang Martial Arts School was as tall as a brown bear, two heads taller than him, and he was actually thrown off the ring by him. It is said that he
You are still one year younger than me this year. It is really annoying to compare people to each other. Are the masters of Gui Lao as good as them?"
Speaking of the street fight he saw on Mingyu Street, Guan Baoliang's expression was filled with excitement. Who doesn't have a hero's dream in his heart? He once imagined that he could be like the two people in the street fight, in front of everyone, and deciding the outcome with fists.
It's really majestic.
Unfortunately, the ideal is very full and the reality is very skinny.
"How can the real martial arts masters compare with these ghost guys? Those guys are all monsters. Otherwise, how do you think the Great Qian Dynasty was defeated? Why do the warlords look at the ghost guys' faces? The ghost guys are not just guns.
sharp."
Brother Gang said in a low voice.
"Are they all monsters?"
Guan Baoliang was slightly startled.
"We've arrived, we have to do something. You'll see for yourself later, and remember to be smart."
Brother Gang whispered.
A group of people came to an extremely spacious courtyard.
After a while, three tall white men came out of the backyard and each found an empty seat to stand.
One of them, about 1.85 meters tall, had his upper body bare and wore loose shorts on his lower body, revealing his streamlined muscle lines.
He was holding two daggers in his hands and standing on the side of the courtyard.
Immediately, a dozen sparring partners armed with powerful slingshots surrounded the man in a fan shape.
Collapse! Collapse! Collapse!
Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh!
The slingshot was stretched to the extreme and the sound of release was heard. The sound of the stones piercing the air at extremely fast speeds was continuous and endless.
More than a dozen bow-wielding sparring partners shot at the man irregularly and continuously. The flying stones seemed densely packed, covering all directions of the man's body.
Guan Baoliang couldn't even catch the afterimage of the pebbles flying at such a speed. Occasionally, the dodged pebbles would hit the trunk of the big tree behind, sinking deeply into it. If it hit an ordinary person, it would probably kill him in just one hit.
People lose their ability to resist.
However, the pupils of the tall white man's eyes were flashing at a high frequency, and he kept waving the two daggers in his hands. The stones that kept flying in were all chopped, blocked, or dodged by the daggers in his hands.
, unexpectedly not one hit him.
the other side.
Guan Baoliang saw a blond man about 1.9 meters tall, holding two weighted training knives that were obviously several times thicker.
Bang!!
His arms were swollen with blood, and the muscles connecting his chest and back had swelled to an exaggerated extent.
Suddenly, his pupils shrank into needlepoints, and the pores all over his body suddenly tightened, forming small pimples. His slightly curly blond hair stood upside down like an angry lion, and his body seemed to start to tremble slightly.
.
Hoo ho ho!!
The two long knives were continuously waved in his hands, creating the sound of hunting wind. Three meters away, the branches and leaves of the trees were swept by the strong wind, and green leaves fell one by one under the force of the wind.
The dance of the two swords lasted for nearly a quarter of an hour. The man slowly stopped moving. The tight pores around his body loosened, and his hair gradually returned to its normal scattered state. A large number of sweat beads appeared on the surface of his body. He immediately loosened his grip and tightened the grip.
With both hands holding the long knife, the long knife fell straight to the ground.
Bang!!
The ground then shook slightly and made a muffled sound.
Brother Gang immediately gave Guan Baoliang a wink, and four people quickly stepped forward, working in pairs, to carry away the two long knives.
Guan Baoliang was so tired that he was out of breath just by carrying the long knives to a warehouse dozens of meters away. It was unimaginable that the man just danced with two long knives for a quarter of an hour, even the leaves three meters away.
They were all blown down by the strong wind.
The last side.
A white man who is about 1.9 meters tall and not very strong. His training methods are the weirdest.
In front of this man stood a large water tank about one meter high, filled with clean water.
The man slowly bowed and submerged his entire head into the clear water.
Suddenly, the clear water began to ripple, spreading and surging back and forth, getting faster and faster, so that the water droplets were suspended in the air during the collision, which looked very weird.
Click!
Suddenly, a slender crack appeared on the side of the large water tank, and the crack continued to spread.
finally.
Bang!!
The entire water tank exploded, spilling water and debris all over the floor.
The man waved his hand calmly, and Brother Gang immediately took Guan Baoliang forward to pick up the debris and clean up the water traces.
Guan Baoliang carefully observed the fragments of the water tank. They were at least two centimeters thick. Even if he was given a brick, he might not be able to smash them into pieces.
Gulu...
Guan Baoliang couldn't help but swallowed, and a kind of fear arose in his heart.
Is this the master of Gui Lao?
Sure enough, just like what Brother Gang said, they are all monsters. In comparison, the martial arts true biography seems to be nothing?
Is China’s martial arts inferior to Gui Lao’s secret medicine?
After the training of the three white men was completed, Guan Baoliang and others cleaned up the martial arts arena and retreated, leaving only three Cross Royal Gladiators remaining in the martial arts arena to talk.
"Have you received the director's order? Killing a mere martial arts master actually requires the three of us to join forces?"
The white man who had previously wielded two swords and had blond hair that was slightly curly like a lion said with a frown.