When he heard that Zhang Jun was from the Longzi Sect, Meng Han was greatly surprised: "He is actually a friend of the Longzi Sect and has long admired the name of Dragon Fist!"
Whether it is Longzimen or Yizimen, they all belong to Zimenquan. This boxing is named after characters, such as Longziquan, Dianziquan, Yiziquan, and Fengziquan. The meanings of the characters are used to describe the true meaning of the boxing method, and there are many scattered branches.
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Longzimen practices Longziquan, and Yizimen practices Yiziquan, both of which have produced many masters. For example, the Meng Han in front of him is at the dark Jin level, and Yun Chao behind him is also at the peak of Mingjin.
He said "I have admired you for a long time", but Meng Han didn't show much respect on his face. The Longzi Sect had never produced a great master, let alone a great reputation.
The young man named Yun Chao was different from Meng Han. He had no smile on his face and had a cold expression. Even when he greeted Zhang Jun, he only nodded slightly, as if everyone in the world owed his family money.
Of course, Zhang Jun was not familiar with this kind of people, so he still laughed and chatted with Meng Han. After walking for a while, the three of them jumped on the bamboo cuttings and headed towards Yuchanping.
When he saw Yuchanping, Yun Chao suddenly smiled coldly and said proudly: "I want my martial arts friends to know that I, Yun Chao, belong to the Yizi Sect!"
Zhang Jun shook his head slightly. There is always a shortage of arrogance in this world. After practicing some skills, they think they are invincible and can conquer the world. Little do they know that there are people outside the world, and their level is nothing compared to the experts.
The full ears of wheat always have their heads lowered, while those with empty shells have their heads held high. Yun Chao obviously belongs to the latter.
Meng Han laughed "haha", patted Yun Chao on the shoulder, and said: "Junior brother, don't underestimate your martial arts comrades. There are masters among them. Be careful when you attack."
Yun Chao said contemptuously: "Senior brother, I have practiced hard for fifteen years, but I still have this little confidence."
The bamboo cutting stopped at the foot of the mountain, and several people boarded the water bank and walked towards Yuchanping. There was a stone staircase on the shore. Several big men stood on both sides of the stone staircase, checking in detail whether those who came up the mountain had invitations.
Those who received the invitation were not allowed to go up the mountain, and many tourists were turned back.
Zhang Jun had Hong Dabao's message and climbed up the stone steps smoothly, and soon landed on Yuchanping. There were many people walking back and forth on the terrace, most of them martial arts people who came to explore the environment.
They were all working on the ground in Xijiang. Many of these people knew each other and gathered in small groups to chat. As soon as Meng Han came up, he met an acquaintance. He said hello to Zhang Jun first and then ran over to talk to his old friend.
Reminiscing about old times.
In the crowd, two middle-aged men were talking in low voices. Although Zhang Jun was far away, he could hear them clearly.
"Brother Zhu, with the so-called martial arts conference, do the Fang family want to kill us all?" One person said coldly, "Even if there is a bloody-handed Maitreya in charge, we are all bloody men, and not just anyone can give orders.
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Another person smiled bitterly and said: "Brother Ning, it seems that your information is not well informed. It is true that the Fang family wants to use the martial arts conference to control the martial arts people, but the most important thing is that the bloody-handed Maitreya wants to be the leader of the Xijiang martial arts community."
"Martial Arts Leader? Are you kidding me?" Brother Ning looked surprised, "Even Blood-Hand Maitreya doesn't have this qualification, right?"
Brother Zhu nodded: "Blood-hand Maitreya does not have the qualifications. After all, he is not the only master of Dan Realm in Xijiang. But if someone is willing to support him, it is not impossible."
"You mean the Fang family?"
"Not only the Fang family, but also the Blood Hand Hall is his backstage." At this point, he lowered his voice, "You should know the background of the Blood Hand Hall, right?"
Brother Ning's face changed greatly, and he nodded slowly: "Yes, behind the Blood Hand Hall is a giant existence. If it really gets its support, Blood Hand Maitreya can indeed become the leader of Xijiang Wulin. No one dares to
be opposed to."
Brother Zhu: "After he becomes the leader, he has the right to order us to do things for him. Who dares to resist? Whoever is the public enemy of the entire Xijiang Wulin!"
Speaking of this, Brother Zhu and Brother Ning looked at each other and sighed, looking very helpless.
Zhang Jun was secretly shocked. Blood-Hand Maitreya actually played the tricks of the martial arts leader. How arrogant! But think about it, with the financial support of the Fang family and the military support of the Blood-Hand Hall, no one dares to compete with him.
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"The bloody-hand Maitreya is the dominant tyrant in Xijiang. If I don't get rid of him, it will be difficult to achieve the purpose of my trip. But he is a master in the alchemy realm, so I may not be able to kill him." Thinking of this, he couldn't help but feel anxious.
In terms of strength, he is already half a step ahead. Coupled with his strong physique and Dragon-Tiger True Power, I believe he will not be weaker than Blood-Handed Maitreya. However, I am afraid that there is little chance of killing the opponent, unless it is a lose-lose style of play.
I walked around Yuchanping again and eavesdropped on people's conversations. My understanding of this martial arts competition continued to deepen, and a plan gradually came into my mind.
Just as he was about to leave, he suddenly heard a scream. Yun Chao from the same sect got into a conflict with a certain young man for some reason, and was knocked to the ground with a palm. He was seriously injured and blood spurted out. At this moment, his arrogance
The dignity disappeared, replaced by humiliation and loss.
Zhang Jun was not interested in this and turned away decisively. He still had important things to do. When he left Yuchanping, the guard gave him a card and told him that he could use this card to stay at Longhu for free.
Any hotel in Mt.
There is also a phone number on the card that he can call for help if he has anything.
Zhang Jun did not use this card. After lunch, he returned to the hotel he had booked before. After careful consideration, he took out his notebook and logged into the spirit platform and posted a message in the name of the leader.
His request is that if Maitreya, who is seriously injured in the martial arts competition tomorrow, is seriously injured, the reward will be one hundred contribution points. One hundred contribution points is one to two hundred million US dollars. This is not a small amount, and I believe there will be people interested in it.
It took more than an hour for someone to take over the task. The other person's codename was Kame Sennin. He sent a message: I have taken over the task. What should I do?
Zhang Jun: We will meet at Longhu Mountain at eight o'clock tomorrow morning and I will tell you then.
Opponent: OK!
After negotiating the deal, Zhang Jun continued to observe online for a while. He was worried that someone would use the divine platform to oppose him. Fortunately, no one came out to disrupt his plan until the early morning, and everything went smoothly.
The next day, Zhang Jun used energy on his face for a while, and then used the inner energy to expand and contract the muscles and skin. After a few minutes, he changed into another look, with a round face, a flat nose, and big eyes, completely
It's not what it used to be.
There was a big thing to do today, and he didn't want to expose his identity as Fu Gui, otherwise he would be in trouble.
At eight o'clock, a tall, thin middle-aged man entered the hotel and knocked on Zhang Jun's door.
The door opened, the two looked at each other, and Zhang Jun invited him into the room.
"Is your friend from Xijiang?" Zhang Jun asked. He could see that the other person had also changed his appearance. This was not his original appearance at all.
"This is not important, you just need to tell me what to do." The other person's tone was cold.
Zhang Jun: "It's very simple. At the martial arts conference later, you will find an opportunity to challenge Blood-Handed Maitreya. You must seriously injure him. Since you dare to come, you must have this ability?"
Middle-aged man: "We are equally powerful, but if I hurt him, I will be hurt too."
"Injury is enough, I will do the rest." Zhang Jun said, "After that, I can treat your injuries additionally."
The other party's eyes lit up: "Do you know medical skills?"
Zhang Jun said calmly: "Learn some medical skills from Taoist Tianchi, which will be enough to treat you."
The middle-aged man nodded slowly: "No wonder! It turns out that you have the inheritance of Tianchi Taoist. Well, in this case, I will have no worries and can go all out!"
After that, the two parties never asked each other for information. They didn't want to reveal too much. This was just a win-win cooperation.
After agreeing on the plan, Zhang Jun rushed to Yuchanping first. At this moment, the terrace was filled with seats and it was completely dark, with hundreds of people sitting there.
Zhang Jun looked around and saw that most of these people were Ming Jin masters, and not even one-fifth of them were Dark Jin masters. As for the Hua Jin masters, there were even fewer. He only found five, and there was no Dan Jin master.
These people are obviously not all the martial arts people in Xijiang. Some of them must have been absent from the Xijiang Martial Arts Conference today. And those who dare to be absent must be very powerful, at least not afraid of the bloody Maitreya.
Zhang Jun found an inconspicuous seat at the back and sat down. Not long after waiting, he saw a group of vicious practitioners walking into the venue. They were scattered around the venue, vaguely surrounding everyone.
These people numbered around twenty and were very powerful. Most of them were masters of dark power. Not long after they appeared, several more people climbed the mountain. One of them walked like a dragon. As soon as he came out, he immediately became the focus of everyone's attention.
This man is fat and fat, with a smile on his face like Maitreya. He is the bloody-handed Maitreya that Zhang Jun has been waiting for. To his left is a middle-aged man, very thin, with the same smile on his face.
Zhang Jun investigated the Fang family and recognized that his name was Fang Mingxuan. He was the eldest son of Fang Zhonglou, the head of the Fang family, and he was a figure of dark power.
"It seems that everyone from the Fang Family and the Bloody Hand Hall has arrived. I wonder if there are any other masters showing up?" Thinking of this, Zhang Jun observed everyone carefully. Fortunately, except for the Bloody Hand Maitreya, there were no other Dan realm masters present.
Ten minutes later, Fang Mingxuan stepped onto the high platform and said loudly: "Fellow martial arts comrades, I, Fang Mingxuan, would like to thank you all on behalf of the Fang family for participating in this conference!"
The audience was quiet, and no one applauded. They did not come here voluntarily, but were forced to participate because they did not want to offend Blood-Hand Maitreya.
Fang Mingxuan looked sad and continued: "You are all powerful figures in the martial arts world. It's a pity that times have changed. No matter how high your martial arts skills are, you can't beat a pistol. This has led to the deterioration of the status of martial artists. I kept thinking about it even though I was heartbroken.
What methods can be used to improve the status of warriors?"
"After thinking for a long time, I finally discovered that the biggest reason why the status of martial arts has been reduced is that we failed to form a strong interest group. All of you here are not only martial arts masters, but also leaders in various industries. You have done something
Glasses, some open mines, some open martial arts schools, involve all walks of life, and do well. If we people unite, we will form a huge interest body! Build a world of warriors, then there will be no