Seeing this person, Zhang Jun narrowed his eyes. The other person had reached the Great Perfection of Gang Qi and was a Yuanjue-level master. Such a person was very terrifying, with tyrannical fighting ability and strong mental power. He might have gathered his true power.
There are three major levels of Bu Gang, namely the outer gang, the inner gang, and the divine gang. Generally speaking, only after the ninth level of the Immortal Gang can one go one step further and step into perfect enlightenment. In fact, many people can gather the "Tao Heart"
”, achieving perfect enlightenment through “enlightenment”.
Of course, the latter method has limited achievements, and it is difficult to go further. The difficulty of further steps is still higher than the first method, so it can only be regarded as a path. Entering the ninth level of the Immortal Gang, and then achieving enlightenment, is a dignified way.
Right path.
The person in front of me is the Immortal Gang Ninth Level Enlightenment of Zheng'er Ba Sutra. He is on par with Yang Tianyi's Holy Master at the time. They are both truly terrifying masters. Moreover, this person has not been initiated by the Holy Master, but has cultivated based on his personal qualifications.
Yes, very amazing.
Nangong Zi also arrived, sat on Zhang Jun's side, glanced at the man, and said: "He is Yang Tianji's Saint Master. He is very powerful. You have to be careful."
Zhang Jun asked: "How does it compare to you?"
"It should be inferior to me, but it is very difficult for me to kill him." Nangong Zi said.
Zhang Jun ignored the holy master and took care of the entire venue. There were many young people coming to participate in the martial arts competition, more than 200 of them, all of whom were Hongmen elites and red stick thugs from various places.
He glanced at it and found that one of them was actually at the half-step level of holding pills. That person was sitting behind Yang Tianji. Could he be one of his?
After glancing at it, he said to Situ Xing: "Most of these players have secret strength, and there are only three who use it. However, there is one person who holds half-step pills. I don't know if Baxi can win."
Situ Xing said calmly: "If you are at the same level, Baxi has a greater chance of winning."
Zhang Jun nodded: "That's right, that move from the Flying Immortal is rarely blocked by opponents at the same level."
The martial arts competition began soon, and the participants were divided into several groups and competed in elimination rounds. This level of fighting was not interesting to Zhang Jun, so he simply closed his eyes and rested.
The knockout rounds went very quickly. By the afternoon, the top three in each group were selected, and the rest was the rounds, that is, everyone had to play a game with other contestants, and then accumulated points.
Ba Xi lived up to expectations, going all the way and defeating his opponent in three strokes, five divisions and two divisions. Finally, he met another master of half-step elixir holding, and the two sides faced off on the stage.
That man was also a young man, younger than Baxi. However, his eyes were extremely cold, giving him a carnivore-like temperament.
Baxi was very calm. He stared at the other person and secretly cultivated his inner strength without saying a word.
Yang Tianji on the stage frowned slightly and said, "Situ Xing's apprentice is indeed extraordinary. How confident is Junior Brother Xiaolong?"
That young man turned out to be the disciple of this holy master. The holy master glanced at him with a solemn expression: "It's hard to say, the number of five or five depends on the situation."
Yang Tianji said coldly: "Junior brother cannot be defeated! Holy Master, you can do it secretly."
"I understand." The Saint Master said calmly.
The two of them talked through sound transmission, but they could not hide it from Zhang Jun's ears and eyes. He snorted coldly and said to Nangong Zi: "Nangong, do me a favor, protect the child named Baxi, the saint.
The master is going to take action against him."
Nangong Zi nodded: "Okay."
When the battle began, the opponent struck first and launched a series of fierce attacks. Baxi did not fight hard and kept wandering around, consuming the opponent's physical strength.
The two men are of equal strength and level, and even have the same temperament. It is difficult to tell the winner in a short period of time. However, it can be seen that Baxi is more calm and uses tactics very cleverly. He is a rational person.
After a hundred moves, the opponent finally showed his flaw. Baxi suddenly burst into flames and flew into the air. He finally used his killer move, Flying Immortal from Heaven!
Suddenly, the young man felt murderous intent pervading his body. His mind was shaken and he could not control himself.
"not good!"
The Saint Master was startled and immediately used his spiritual power to interfere with Baxi. However, Nangong Zi also launched an attack, and his consciousness swept over and collided with the opponent's.
Silently, a wave of powerful spiritual power spread out, making the nearby audience jump and feel a little uneasy.
The Saint Master's expression changed, and he stared at Nangong Zi fiercely. He had no time to stop him. The latter's expression was cold, and there was even a flash of murderous intent in his eyes.
At this time, Baxi had already succeeded, and pointed like a sword, stabbing the opponent in the chest. The young man groaned and fainted on the ground.
Later, the host announced that Baxi had won the first place. As expected, Baxi was quickly taken away, and a mysterious figure talked to him.
Not long after, he came back with a complicated expression and reported the situation to Situ Xing: "Master, they want me to join a secret sect."
Of course Situ Xing knew what was going on. He patted Baxi on the shoulder and said warmly: "Go ahead and practice well when you get there. Don't worry about anything else."
"Yes." Baxi replied, breathing a long sigh of relief. If the master didn't want to, of course he would not join that sect.
After the martial arts competition ended, contrary to Zhang Jun's expectation, Yang Tianji and the holy master disappeared quickly. He probably saw that Nangong Zi was too powerful and had little chance of winning, so he left early.
On the same day, Baxi was taken away, and Situ Xing also went to the northwest to meet Hua Buyi to find a way to break through.
Zhang Jun still wants to stay in Hong Kong for a while. On the one hand, he, a great gentleman, has to continue to help people solve their problems. On the other hand, the auction conference is not over yet. He has to wait until the auction is over before he can leave.
At the same time, Wen Zhou and others had completely controlled the underground forces in the Northeast and began to consolidate their forces and prepare to attack the powerful forces in the north. The powerful forces in the north, sandwiched between the northwest and the northeast, would be attacked from both sides.
The northern hero's real name is Jiang Guangyao, and he is a mixed-race man. His father is a Northern Russian, and his mother died when he was born. He was raised by prairie people, so he has a bold personality and acts vigorously and resolutely.
Jiang Guangyao was able to become a powerful man in the north not because of luck, but because of his means and strength. His life was full of legends. He went to university, worked as a businessman, an official, and had many contacts.
Now Jiang Guangyao is sixty years old. After decades of hard work, his power is unrivaled in the North. He has a very good relationship with the Russians, and the Russian president once personally met with him in private.
He has a close relationship with all the tribes in the grasslands and is collectively called the Great Commander by all the tribes, with boundless authority. And his other identity is even more extraordinary. He is a general in Outer Mongolia, holding military power.
Not only that, he is engaged in business activities and mineral development. Of course, his foundation is a group of brothers who can fight and kill, with a total number of one hundred thousand, spread across the north.
However, the Northern Powerhouse knows in his heart that he is able to achieve what he has achieved today because the big boss above is supporting him. But things are different now. Even the big boss is under investigation, and he will inevitably feel restless.
In recent weeks, he has been looking for a way out. He is not afraid of the current situation. The worst he can do is go to Outer Mongolia or Russia to establish a foothold. Jiang Guangyao will be able to thrive anywhere.
In the huge living room, Jiang Guangyao was sitting on a high seat. Below him were his thugs, military advisors, and many core brothers who were capable of killing and fighting.
He looked around at everyone and finally said: "Brothers, the current situation in the country is very unfavorable to us. The tiger in the northeast was slaughtered, and the wolf in the northwest was killed long ago. I feel chills down my spine every day.
I always feel like the next person is me."
A military advisor stood up and said: "Brother's worries are very reasonable. Now there are new kings in the Northeast and Northwest, and they seem to have the backing of big bosses. There are recent signs that these two families want to encircle us.
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"The most important thing is that the big boss who supported us has collapsed, and we can no longer stay in the north. Compared with the King of the Central Plains and others, we have an advantage and can move to Outer Mongolia or Northern Russia," the military advisor said.
Jiang Guangyao nodded: "The military advisor is right, so I came to you today to discuss the transfer of property and business. We have been rooted here for decades, and it does not mean that we can transfer it. It will take at least half a year."
Then, his eyes turned cold and he asked in a deep voice: "Can brothers be able to withstand the enemy's attack within half a year?"
"Yes!" The crowd roared, full of blood.
Jiang Guangyao nodded with satisfaction: "Very good, as long as the brothers unite as one, no one can do anything to us!"
In the largest city in the North, Xiashui Nei, Shen Rong is directing the operation to encircle and suppress the evil forces in the north. Because she has experienced commanding once, she is more skilled this time and can command with determination.
Since taking the pill, her courage and wisdom have grown a lot. If her previous achievements were due to Zhang Jun, then she is now able to stand alone.
She has many masters under her command. These are top masters assigned to her by the country, real national elites. The investigation headed by the director above is still ongoing, and the actions below must be synchronized so that those forces can be completely eliminated.
At present, she can mobilize tens of thousands of police and troops. Her plan is similar to the Northeast operation. She will first eliminate the big and small bosses, destroy their chain of command, and then launch a comprehensive attack.
"Okay, take action!"
She gave the order, and everyone rushed out of the headquarters, and the action began. Suddenly, a large spread was spread out, and the hunt for the powerful northerners officially began.
Jiang Guangyao was still talking up top to boost morale. The door was suddenly knocked open with a bang, and a group of people in police uniforms rushed in. They had never seen this kind of police uniforms. They were newly designed uniforms by the CIA.
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"You have been surrounded. Surrender immediately, otherwise you will be shot!" Shen Rong walked in the front and said coldly.
Jiang Guangyao remained calm and said loudly: "I am a general of Mongolia, you have no right to arrest me!" Then he waved his hand, and two figures pounced on Shen Rong. They were both masters.
The two people who rushed towards them had a burst of Gang Qi, and they were Bu Gang level masters.
Shen Rong snorted coldly and shouted: "Go, kill them!"
Two puppets behind her rushed over. These two puppets were given to her by Zhang Jun. They were both Yuanjue masters of the ninth level of Immortal Gang, and they were powerful.
"boom!"
Immortal Gang surged wildly, and Jiang Guangyao's two cloth gang masters were torn in half in mid-air, and their internal organs and blood fell to the ground. The two puppets continued to move forward with indifferent expressions, approaching the northern tycoon.