Yang Tianji glanced at the six people and said: "Tomorrow's martial arts competition, you will act according to the plan." Then he looked at Liu Yang, "You think of a way to lure Xiao Longnu away."
Liu Yang nodded: "No problem. Now that His Highness has gained half of his magical power, killing Zhang Jun is not a problem, but you must be careful about the magic weapon in his hand. Zhang Jun has a sword pill in his hand, which once activated, is extremely powerful."
Yang Tianji sneered, and he took out a wooden sword box with an extremely ancient form. After opening it, there was an ancient sword with pine patterns inside. The blade was simple and the whole body was jet black.
"This Ruyi Sword is a magical weapon passed down from generation to generation from the Yang family. I use my Ruyi magical power to control it. I am not afraid even if I face people who have returned to the True Realm. What does Zhang Jun mean? I also know that the sword pill was made by the ancient Shushan sword cultivator.
He can't activate the relic at all. Even if Xiao Longnu activates the sword pill, she will be exhausted, and she will never use it easily."
Liu Yang was moved by this, stared at the Ruyi Sword and said: "It is said that the Holy Master's magical powers were gained from this Ruyi Sword. It can be seen that its power must be very strong, and Zhang Jun will definitely die this time."
Yang Tianji's eyes fell on the six people with indifferent expressions and said: "The six of you are the Holy Lord's personal guards, powerful ninth-level gods. I hope you will not disappoint me."
A ninth-level god said coldly: "Your Highness, leave the three vampires around Zhang Jun to us."
Yang Tianji nodded with satisfaction: "Very good! All Zhang Jun relies on is Xiao Longnu and the three Dukes. As long as he can hold these three people back, he has nothing to fear."
The next day, the martial arts conference was finally held as scheduled. Martial arts heroes from all over the country and representatives of hundreds of forces, large and small, gathered here. From a distance, it looked like a dark place. Everyone basically sat near the tents, in small groups.
Drinking tea and chatting.
Among these people, there are seven people standing in a place far away, looking very out of place. If someone hears their conversation, they will find that they are all Japanese. These seven people are all extraordinary, they belong to a different group of people.
Please come, no uninvited guests with ulterior motives.
There were seven Japanese, led by the man in the middle. This man was in his forties, not tall, about 1.6 meters tall. He looked very thin, with cold and sinister eyes, and he calmly glanced at the martial artists on the field.
He hummed heavily and said to the people around him: "The Chinese people really disappoint me. When I look around, no one is my enemy."
The six followers behind this person were all young people. One of them said respectfully: "Teacher is a peerless figure who has half a foot in the holy realm. He is also first-rate in Shintoism. These fragile and Chinese people are naturally no match for him."
, they are simply not qualified to compare with teachers.”
The middle-aged man smiled slightly: "After today, all Chinese people will know my name, Abe Phaeton!"
One of his students said proudly: "When the man named Zhang Jun becomes the leader of the martial arts alliance, the teacher will kill him with one sword, so that he can become the leader of the martial arts alliance of the Chinese people."
The middle-aged man laughed "haha", which attracted some nearby martial arts masters to look sideways, thinking that this guy is crazy, right?
At nine o'clock in the morning, everyone had already had their meal. Zhang Jun put on the training clothes that he didn't usually wear and appeared on the high platform. All the heroes had gathered under the stage. His expressions were different, including admiration, contempt, hatred, and some.
Indifference, to name a few.
With a calm expression on his face, he stood with a smile. Gradually, the audience quieted down, and finally there was no sound. He glanced at the crowd and said: "Comrades come from all over the world, all over the country, some are famous martial arts tycoons, and some live in seclusion.
Lin's unknown master. I am very honored that you can give me the honor to participate in this national martial arts conference, and I would like to express my gratitude."
He paused for a moment and continued: "My purpose in convening the conference is to hope that the major martial arts schools will have more exchanges, work together to make progress, and achieve common prosperity."
Before he finished speaking, several sneers came from the crowd. Zhang Jun looked at the laughing people with a calm expression and said: "These friends look unfamiliar, I don't know why they are laughing?"
A middle-aged man of medium height stood up, his steps were very steady. With a slight movement, he jumped onto the stage, folded his arms and said proudly: "I am Yanghou, when I received the invitation to martial arts from you, I felt so moved.
I just wonder what this ‘Zhang Jun’ is, and why does he hold a martial arts conference when he says he’s going to hold a martial arts conference?”
"Then what?" Zhang Jun asked calmly without getting angry.
"So I accepted the invitation just to come and see you." After saying that, he shook his head and sighed, "You disappoint me so much. I thought you would be a great person, at least a little better than me, the Marquis of Yang.
.But I never expected that this person who wants to be the leader of the martial arts world is actually a young boy who has not even lost all his fetal hair."
After saying that, he laughed loudly, but unfortunately no one laughed with him below, and everyone even looked at him with pity. There is a type of people in the world called frogs in the well, who have limited vision.
Yanghou falls into this category.
In the crowd, a thirteen- or fourteen-year-old boy asked his elders strangely: "Teacher, why don't you laugh?"
The boy's teacher was very old, over seventy years old, but he was still energetic. He sighed and said, "I know this Yanghou, a martial arts master in a town in Nanhai Province. He has not very good qualifications, but he practices very hard."
, so he can have the cultivation level that is now at the peak of Anjin."
"But after all, he is just a person from a small town. He doesn't know that there are more powerful beings in the world than An Jin and Hua Jin. He probably thought that Zhang Jun on the stage was not even An Jin, so he said this
raving."
The young man was surprised: "He is so ignorant and weak, why is he still invited?"
"That's because the Yang Family's Zhuri Boxing is very special and a very representative type of boxing. This may be the reason why he was invited." The teacher smiled bitterly, "I really don't know how he will end up."
Zhang Jun said nothing more, because his disciple Bai Xuan jumped on the stage. Bai Xuan politely said to Yang Hou: "I am one of the master's disciples. My cultivation is not very good. I have the guts to ask Teacher Yang for his boxing skills."
Although Yang Hou felt that something was a little weird, he still took a step forward and shouted: "Come on, beat the younger one, and then I'll beat the older one!"
Bai Xuan did not move, but released his true power. He came out of the pass four days ago, and his cultivation has reached the ninth level of true power. At this moment, facing a person with the Anjin level, he does not need to take action at all. The true force field instantly
Surrounded by Yang Hou, the boxer who had been extremely arrogant before suddenly started to tremble all over, with a look of terror on his face.
His crotch was wet, and urine kept flowing down the hem of his trousers. Under his true power, the pressure of his strong spirit made him feel so frightened that he actually peeed out of fear.
Bai Xuan stopped when it was time, immediately withdrew his true power, bowed slightly: "I accept."
There was an uproar in the audience, some people laughed at Yanghou, and more people were shocked. This young man is Zhang Jun's apprentice and he is already so tyrannical. What about Zhang Jun himself? What level has he reached?
Yang Hou was so ashamed that he finally understood why everyone in the audience had such a reaction. He jumped off the stage with a red face and said nothing more. Today is a big embarrassment!
A short episode passed, and everyone had different moods. However, those martial arts figures who originally wanted to become famous by challenging Zhang Jun gave up their plans.
Zhang Jun smiled slightly and said calmly: "I have called everyone together to ask, am I worthy of being the leader of this world's martial arts alliance?"
Do I deserve it?
This sentence was full of confidence, and the tone was plain but domineering, which shocked everyone.
"If you can be the leader of the martial arts league, I can be too." A figure flashed on the stage, and a young man appeared. This young man wore sportswear and looked like a college student. He stared at Zhang Jun, his eyes
He was so full of fighting spirit that he actually wanted to challenge him.
Zhang Jun smiled slightly, looked at the other person, and said: "It's just the sixth level of true power, you are no match for me."
"That's not necessarily the case." The young man raised his eyebrows, opened his mouth and swallowed a pill. As the pill entered his stomach, his whole body suddenly lit up with a layer of misty purple light, and his aura suddenly became unfathomable.
Someone in the audience was moved and shouted: "It's actually the God Pill!"
"What is the God Pill?" someone asked strangely.
"A kind of elixir that goes against the heavens. It is said that even ordinary people who eat it can have strong fighting power in a short period of time, just like gods descending to earth. However, this elixir is very rare in the world and has serious side effects, so few people take it.
it."
Zhang Jun sighed and looked at the other person with a compassionate look: "Why bother? After the effect of the medicine wears off, your body will suffer great damage, and even I can't save you."
"Remember, my name is Wei Kun! Take the move!" The young man shouted, the purple light surged, and he rushed towards Zhang Jun.
Someone in the audience whispered: "It's strange, this Wei Kun should be from the Wei family. The Wei family has been destroyed long ago. Where did he, a young man with no backing, find the God Pill?"
Someone heard this and sneered: "He is just a chess piece. Some people want to deal with Zhang Jun but don't want to come forward, so they push him out. How vicious!"
The man in front nodded repeatedly: "Yes, Zhang Jun destroyed the Wei family. This kind of hatred is as big as the sky. If I were Wei Kun, I would do the same thing. He has left life and death behind."
Wei Kun's speed is very fast, his punches are like mountains, and his steps are like charm. Unfortunately, even with the effect of the God Pill, he can only increase his combat power to the level of a second-level god, and he is still no match for Zhang Jun.
Zhang Jun dodged very quickly, swaying a few times, and suddenly he was behind Wei Kun, and then struck out with a palm.
"boom!"
After only a few encounters, Wei Kun was blown away, flying very far away like a scarecrow. In mid-air, the purple light on his body dissipated, and he opened his mouth and spurted out black blood. He hit the ground heavily, and no one helped him.
After paying attention, his whole body was twitching, and black blood flowed out of seven holes.
Zhang Jun broke through the power of the Heavenly God Pill with one palm, and Wei Kun was knocked back to his original form. Unfortunately, the Heavenly God Pill caused irreparable damage to his body. His body twitched a few times and died.
Someone in the audience immediately shouted angrily: "You kill people casually, you are not qualified to be the leader of the martial arts league!"
Zhang Jun's heart sank. When Wei Kun came up, he felt that something was wrong. This was indeed a plot set up by someone with intentions, and it was a series of interlocking schemes. He glanced at the shouting people and said coldly
: "He just took the God Pill. This pill can make a person's strength increase dramatically, but it can also cause extremely severe damage to the body. People with the sixth level of true power will definitely die after taking it, so his death has nothing to do with me.