Tao Wanlong's face looked as ugly as possible. Zhang Jun's kick just now was like a kick in his face. The feeling of stealing the chicken but losing the rice was very unpleasant.
Zhang Jun walked to the center, stopped, looked around, and asked with a smile: "Who is Tao Wanlong?"
Tao Wanlong snorted coldly. He took a step forward and said, "Friend Zhang, since you are here, please sit down."
From behind, two tall men carried an iron chair. On the chair were inserted twelve extremely sharp knives, with the tips pointing upward.
Zhang Jun smiled calmly, walked forward, turned around and sat down. He secretly used the Immortal Gang, and there was a "ding" sound, and all the blades under him shattered and shot out. The Immortal Gang was so powerful that even the blade could not withstand it.
Zhang Jun sat down calmly. The blade on the chair had already been smashed into pieces, and it didn't bother him at all.
Tao Wanlong's face turned even more ugly, and he said: "Friend Zhang has come from afar, please have a glass of wine!"
"Okay." Zhang Jun did not refuse.
An old man brought a glass of wine over. The wine was actually black. As he brought it closer, Zhang Jun smelled a fishy smell in his nose. Looking through Buddha's eyes, he saw twelve different kinds of wine in the wine.
The breath of color flows.
This shows that there are twelve kinds of strange poisons in the sprinkled water, and the drinker will die immediately. But if he refuses to drink, his momentum will weaken. This is Tao Wanlong's intention.
Even Bai Lingxue saw that there was something wrong with the drink, and she couldn't help but said: "Don't drink it!"
Zhang Jun laughed "haha", took the wine, poured it directly into his mouth, and said: "Good wine!"
Bai Lingxue said "Ah" and turned pale.
Tao Wanlong stared at Zhang Jun's face and found that he didn't seem to be poisoned. He couldn't help but feel discouraged. This poison was prepared by a poison master. How could he be okay?
For characters at the Immortal Gang level, let alone poisonous wine, they will not die even if they drink a whole bottle of poison. Their physiques are strong and their ability to detoxify is strong. They are invulnerable to all poisons. Zhang Jun cultivates Taiqing Gang Qi, so
It's even more powerful, so naturally you are not afraid of this poisonous wine.
"sharp!"
In the crowd, someone clapped, and then an old man walked out. He was as skinny as a stick, and his skin was very dark with a slight blue tint.
"You are the first person who can drink the poisonous wine of my 'Poison Sect' without changing his expression. You must have already cultivated the immortal power?" the other party said.
Zhang Jun glanced at the other party and said: "I have heard about the name of Poison Sect for a long time, but I didn't expect that you have surrendered to the King of Central Plains."
Poison Sect smiled "haha": "Let's stop talking nonsense, I have another poison, do you dare to try it, friend Zhang?"
Zhang Jun's face changed and he asked: "Are you qualified to let the poison be tested?"
The Poison Sect was stunned for a moment and couldn't answer. Indeed, he was not qualified.
Zhang Jun snorted heavily, and everyone present snorted in their hearts, as if something had hit their hearts hard. They couldn't help but change their colors, what a strong spiritual power!
The Poison Sect's expression changed for a while, and finally he didn't dare to make a mistake and retreated again.
Tao Wanlong said in a deep voice: "Friend Zhang, before you came, I had invited friends from the Central Plains martial arts community. If you have anything to say, you can tell me in front of all the martial arts friends."
Zhongyuan Wulin? Zhang Jun narrowed his eyes. This Tao Wanlong probably wanted to create a conflict between him and the Zhongyuan Wulin so as to profit from it.
After finishing speaking, someone outside the door said: "Mr. Lai of Tai Chi, Mr. Zhou of Bajiquan, Mr. Cheng of Bagua Zhang are here..."
Three middle-aged men walked in. They were very imposing, but not at a high level. They were all at the peak of dark strength or the beginning of transformation. They greeted everyone one after another, and finally their eyes turned to Zhang Jun, the Tai Chi practitioner.
Mr. Zhou snorted coldly and said: "Does this friend want to challenge our entire Central Plains martial arts world?"
When Bai Lingxue heard this, she knew someone was setting her up, and immediately said: "We never said we wanted to challenge the Central Plains martial arts."
"I never said that? Then why are you here?" The man snorted coldly, but his eyes were fixed on Zhang Jun.
Zhang Jun suddenly laughed and said calmly: "It seems that celebrities from the Central Plains martial arts community will be arriving later. I won't say anything more now until everyone arrives."
Seeing that Zhang Jun did not explain, the King of Zhongyuan was secretly proud and thought, no matter how powerful you are alone, can you still compete with the entire Zhongyuan Wulin? He has already sent a letter to the masters in the Wulin, saying in the letter that Zhang Jun is here to challenge the Zhongyuan Wulin.
.In this way, Zhang Jun has offended the entire Central Plains martial arts community. No matter how powerful he is, it is impossible to do anything to him, because he, the King of Central Plains, is also a member of the Central Plains martial arts community.
While waiting for someone, Zhang Jun saw Bai Lingxue standing and stretched out his hand to grab her. The air exploded and a chair a few meters away was sucked towards her.
Bai Lingxue opened her mouth in surprise. It felt like she was dreaming. She felt more and more that Zhang Jun was ridiculously strong. The expressions of the people around her were also very exciting, especially the three martial arts figures, all of whom turned pale.
Although their realm is not high, they still understand the meaning of Zhang Jun's casual inhalation. The opponent's strength is already boundlessly high!
In fact, there are only a few dozen Huajin figures in the entire Central Plains region, and they are all the overlords of one party. There are even fewer Baodan figures, and after counting, there are no more than ten. These people are not Zhang Jun, and of course they have no chance to unite.
Tian deals with Bao Dan figures.
Not to mention the Bu Gang and Yuan Jue characters that Zhang Jun often encounters, even the inner-viewing Dan-holding characters are rarely seen by them. After all, there are very few Dan-holding people in this world, and most of the cultivation families live in seclusion.
It is also difficult for ordinary people to encounter it.
As for the Holy Religion, that is a special case. Because of the Holy Lord's initiation and genetic modification, there are many experts within the Holy Religion, and there are many masters of Buddhism. In fact, it is all caused by external forces.
There are many masters in the holy religion and cultivation families, but it does not mean that there are many masters in the secular world. Therefore, the cultivation level of most people in the so-called martial arts is not very high, and it is rare to meet someone who can transform their strength.
There was silence in the hall, no one spoke, Zhang Jun sat there with an indifferent expression. Bai Lingxue sat on one side, looking at him quietly, feeling that this man was like a king, and the momentum of so many people around him was actually inferior.
He is powerful alone.
Soon, more martial arts people arrived. People from Wudang, Shaolin, Qingcheng, etc. arrived one after another. These people included monks, Taoists, ordinary people, old and young, men and women.
By the afternoon, the hall was already crowded with people, and nearly two hundred martial arts figures rushed over. In order to clear space, the people under the command of the King of Central Plains went outside instead.
Seeing that it was almost done, Zhang Jun chuckled and said: "It seems that all the friends from the Central Plains Wulin are here."
The warriors and heroes sat in rows, with the strongest sitting at the very back. They were a group of energy-transforming masters, and eight elixir-holding masters. Among the eight elixir-holding figures, six were looking inside, one was looking outside, and one was looking outside.
Inner Gang.
Since there are people holding the core, it is natural for them to speak. The person in the inner gang is over sixty years old, but he looks very young. He is wearing a suit and looks like a businessman. He said: "Friend Zhang, you want to challenge us."
Zhongyuan Martial Arts, we agree, you clear the way."
Zhang Jun stood up, walked to the center, and said in a deep voice: "I am the new head of the Hongmen headquarters. Tao Wanlong has been away from the headquarters for too long, and he is unwilling to obey orders from above. Therefore, I came here to deal with him.
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He paused and noticed that the faces of the martial arts people had changed, and continued: "But since I have met you all, it would be good for us to compare notes. If you say that I challenge the Central Plains martial arts, then I will challenge you."
Everyone originally felt that they had been fooled, but after hearing his words, they all changed their minds. Some people scolded: "You are not overestimating your own capabilities!"
Another person said: "It's just looking for death!"
Zhang Jun smiled and said to himself: "Since we are challenging, let's show our sincerity. If I lose, I will let you all be free to kill or cut into pieces as you please. But if I win, you must agree to one condition.
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The Neigang master snorted: "Okay, whatever conditions you have, we will agree to it."
"Very good, I won. Everyone here will join the Hongmen of Mainland China and work for me. Of course, you will also help me deal with the traitor Tao Wanlong." He said coldly, "If you agree, you can do it right away.
Let’s discuss.”
"Okay, agreed! I don't believe he can challenge our entire Central Plains martial arts world by himself!"
"That's right, two fists are hard to beat with four hands. Does one person want to defeat all of us? It's just a dream, and the sky is high and the earth is high!"
"Haha, this person must be insane, otherwise how could he say such a thing?"
Zhang Jun turned a deaf ear to these taunts and waited quietly for a response. Several Dan realm figures discussed it, and the Neigang figure said: "Okay, we agreed. But how do you want to challenge?"
Zhang Jun stood up and said to Bai Lingxue: "Lingxue, you go sit up there and watch the fun." After saying that, he put the chair where Tao Wanlong was sitting and asked her to sit down.
The King of Central Plains snorted coldly and said nothing. In his eyes, Zhang Jun was already dead, so it was okay to let him be arrogant for the time being.
Bai Lingxue's eyes were clear and she looked down quietly. This was her first time contacting martial arts. It turned out that there was such a group of masters in the world. It was just like what was written in the novel. No, it was more shocking than the novel because it was a living reality.
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After placing Bai Lingxue in place, Zhang Jun strode to the center. This place had already given way to a large open space as a place for competition and discussion.
The Neigang master said: "Friend Zhang, how do you want to compete?"
Zhang Jun looked around at everyone and said: "Just counting the eight of you with the highest cultivation level, including the King of Central Plains, there are nine people holding pills in total. All nine of you come together and let's have a fight."
What? A pair of nines? Is this person really crazy? Everyone had incredible expressions on their faces.
The King of Zhongyuan's eyebrows twitched a few times, and he shouted loudly: "Zhang Jun, are you serious about this?"
"Seriously." Zhang Jun said coldly, "King of the Central Plains, I know that you also have experts around you, let them come together to save me from extra effort."
"Okay!" King Zhongyuan was overjoyed. As soon as he clapped his hands, four people walked out from behind. These four people stood there, giving people the impression of Yue Zhiyuan. Sure enough, they are all masters of holding pills!
Among the four people, there were two from the inside and two from the outside. Counting these, there were a total of thirteen masters of holding pills, surrounding Zhang Jun.
Bai Lingxue's heart suddenly lifted. Can he defeat so many people? She bit her lip and secretly said: "We must defeat them!"
Zhang Jun looked around the crowd, his eyes calm and calm, and said: "I, Zhang Jun, studied under Mr. Hua Buyi, the thirty-ninth generation successor of Shennongmen. In addition, Teacher Shang Yunxiang, Teacher Liu Zhenru, Senior Yuxu Temple Master, and Teacher Situ Xing
, as well as Zen Master Yunlong and Zen Master Yunhu, all have the kindness to teach me. Taoist Crazy and Taoist Tianchi, two seniors, have also given me guidance."
Everyone looked at each other in confusion, so many great people were his mentors? They suddenly felt uncertain, what kind of disciples would be trained by so many masters?