Mo Doubi said: "This old slave also feels that Uncle Yonghu's coming is not a trivial matter, so I came to inform you as soon as possible. Δ81中文Ω网"
Yang Ling asked in a deep voice: "Did you just come here or did you just receive the news?"
Mo undoubtedly said: "Just got here."
Yang Ling muttered: "Uncle Yonghu came to Jiangnan City, but he didn't notify me in advance. He didn't come to our place either. There's something weird about this." He paused and said: "Anyway, Uncle Mo, please hurry up and give me
Let me get ready. I am going to visit Master Yonghu."
A trace of relief flashed in Mo Doubi's eyes, because the young master has not completely lost his mind. He still knows how to please Master Yonghu.
You know, among the Shaolin inner disciples of Yang Ling's lineage, the leader is from the Yong generation.
Shi Yonglong, the leader of the inner sect, founded the Laoshan Martial Arts School in Southeast Asia and established military forces in Nanyang. Even some big figures in the country were quite afraid of Shi Yonglong, let alone Yang Ling.
What's more, Shi Yonglong's cultivation has reached the level of a saint. That is a being that Yang Ling would worship.
As for Shi Yonghu, Shi Yonghu is Shi Yonglong's junior brother. He is currently in charge of the Laoshan Martial Arts School in Southeast Asia. He is also an extremely powerful figure.
Regarding Shi Yonghu's sudden arrival, Yang Ling did not dare to show any indifference.
An hour later, Yang Ling prepared a heavy gift. Then he immediately drove to Jiangnan Hotel.
The night is deep and the autumn wind is bleak.
The lights of Jiangnan Hotel are bright.
Yang Ling was dressed in a black tuxedo and looked elegant. Mo Doubi followed behind, holding a brocade box in his hand. Inside the brocade box was Song Huizong's authentic calligraphy, which was priceless.
Shi Yonghu likes to collect these things, so Yang Ling wants to do what he likes.
The two soon arrived at the presidential suite where Shi Yonghu was staying.
Two bodyguards in black stood in front of the suite. The two bodyguards had dark skin and sinister triangle shapes at the corners of their eyes. Yang Ling glanced at them and could feel their fierce murderous intent.
Obviously, these two bodyguards are real killers and are by no means the ordinary bodyguards on the market.
"I am Yang Ling. I am here to pay homage to Master Yonghu. Please give me a message." Yang Ling has always been aloof, but at this moment he seemed very humble.
The two bodyguards gave Yang Ling a cold look, and one of them said, "Wait!" Then he gently opened the door and entered the suite.
After a while, the bodyguard came out and said to Yang Ling: "Go in."
Yang Ling said thank you. When he and Mo Douyi were about to go in, the bodyguard stopped Mo Doubi and said, "Master Yonghu only sees you alone, outsiders are not allowed in."
Yang Ling didn't dare to get angry at all, so he took the gift and said to Mo Doubi: "Uncle Mo, wait for me here."
Mo undoubtedly nodded.
Although they haven't met Shi Yonghu yet, both Yang Ling and Mo Doubi felt the majesty of Master Yonghu in the suite.
Yang Ling was led by bodyguards into the presidential suite.
The lighting in the suite is snow-white, and the crystal chandelier is luxurious.
As soon as Yang Ling came in, he saw Shi Yonghu sitting on the sofa in front of the coffee table. There was also a young man sitting on the sofa opposite Shi Yonghu.
This young man is about twenty-two years old, has a gentle face, wears white Kung Fu training clothes, and is carefully brewing Kung Fu tea.
When Yang Ling came in, the young man didn't even raise his head.
Shi Yonghu is not bald. He is wearing a black Mao suit. He looks very elegant and kind. At first glance, he looks like a university professor.
His face was pale, he held a cup of tea in his hand and was enjoying the taste.
He just sat like this, but gave Yang Ling a feeling of being as still as a mountain. At this moment, Yang Ling even felt that nothing in the world could disturb Shi Yonghu. It was as if Shi Yonghu had become an eternal existence.
This is an extremely terrifying state.
Yang Ling clasped his fists respectfully and bowed, saying: "Disciple Yang Ling, pay my respects to my uncle."
Facing Yang Ling's bow, Shi Yonghu acted as if he hadn't seen it. He drank tea and ignored it.
Yang Ling didn't dare to stand up. He felt a subtle depression. He even felt that if he acted rashly at this moment, the consequences would be disastrous and he had to be careful.
Within a moment, thin beads of sweat broke out on Yang Ling's forehead.
After a long while, Shi Yonghu suddenly spoke, but he said calmly to the young man opposite: "Ye Feng, your tea ceremony skills have improved a lot."
Yefeng's full name is Han Yefeng, and he is Shi Yonghu's confidant. He has followed Shi Yonghu since he was ten years old. Han Yefeng's cultivation is unpredictable, but he looks the gentlest and never seems to get angry.
.He is cautious and meticulous in everything he does. This is one of the reasons why Shi Yonghu trusts him.
At this moment, facing Shi Yonghu's praise, Han Yefeng was neither arrogant nor impatient. He smiled lightly and said, "This is what you taught me. Making tea is like being a human being. You need to take it seriously."
Shi Yonghu smiled slightly, and then he turned to look at Yang Ling lightly.
When his gaze glanced over, Yang Ling immediately felt a mountain-like pressure.
"Uncle Master!" Yang Ling's face was dripping with sweat, and he immediately said, "Disciple realizes his mistake."
Shi Yonghu said lightly: "Oh? What did you do wrong?"
When Yang Ling saw that Shi Yonghu was willing to talk to him, he immediately felt like he was being pardoned. He was not afraid of Shi Yonghu's blame, but he was afraid of Shi Yonghu's indifference. At that moment, he continued to bend his body, lowered his head and said: "This disciple is incompetent.
Disgraced the inner disciples of Shaolin."
Shi Yonghu snorted coldly. His snort was like ice that penetrated directly into Yang Ling's heart, making Yang Ling instantly uncomfortable in breathing. Shi Yonghu said coldly: "If it weren't for your old man's sake,
You have been expelled from the inner sect of Shaolin a long time ago." He paused and said: "A mere mercenary can beat the disciples of the inner sect of Shaolin to the point of losing their armor. Do you know that nowadays, even overseas, everyone
They are laughing at our Shaolin privately."
"Disciple admits his guilt!" Yang Ling said quickly and fearfully.
Shi Yonghu continued: "Even my senior brother has been alarmed by this matter. This time I came here, it was my senior brother who asked me to solve this matter."
Yang Ling was speechless. He didn't expect that the matter between him and Chen Yang had become so big. The current situation was as severe as he imagined. This was no longer a personal grudge.
"Disciple is incompetent, please punish me, uncle." Yang Ling apologized.
Shi Yonghu said: "You threw your face away from me, Yang Ling, and you don't have to ask for punishment. If you can't get your face back this time, there will be no room for you among the Shaolin goalkeepers."
Shaolin Inner Sect is an extremely glorious existence. Yang Ling's success today is largely due to the four words Shaolin Inner Sect. If he is really expelled, it will be a devastating blow to Yang Ling.
Yang Ling took a deep breath and said, "Uncle Master, this disciple knows what to do."
Shi Yonghu said coldly: "Really? What are you going to do?"
Yang Ling said: "Disciple, go and declare war to Chen Yang. If you can't get this face back, you will die to prove your ambition."
Shi Yonghu said: "If you lose, should we continue to challenge that mercenary? What will outsiders think of us? Wouldn't they say that our Shaolin inner sect is incompetent and uses wheel tactics?"
Yang Ling couldn't help but be stunned, he said: "Uncle, what do you mean?"
Shi Yonghu glanced at Han Yefeng opposite him and said, "Yefeng, tell me."
Han Yefeng stood up, his face was light and gentle. "Senior Brother Yang, you had a bad time with that mercenary Chen Yang before. The grievances and grievances involved, the martial arts people in the mainland, including
People in the overseas martial arts community have heard about it. Now if you go to post a battle post, Chen Yang may not accept it. He has his reasons for not accepting it. No one will say that he is wrong. Therefore, it is not advisable to post a battle post.
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He paused and then continued: "What we mean is this. We will take the lead among many martial arts masters to hold a King of Martial Arts Golden Sword Competition. When the time comes, let Chen Yang participate and you too. We hope you will
To be able to demonstrate the majesty of Shaolin's inner sect in this King of Martial Arts Golden Sword Competition, Chen Yang can also be eliminated. In this way, if Chen Yang dies in the competition, no one will say that we are retaliating.
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Yang Ling's eyes couldn't help but light up, thinking that this was really a good idea. But he immediately worried: "But what if Chen Yang refuses to participate in the martial arts golden sword competition?"
Han Yefeng said calmly: "It all depends on people. For a smart person like you, Senior Brother Yang, there must be a way for him to participate in the Golden Sword Competition."
A cold light flashed in Yang Ling's eyes, and he nodded.
I have to say that the Martial Arts Golden Sword Competition is a very clever move. In this competition, the Shaolin Inner Sect is operating well, and it can establish the reputation of the Shaolin Inner Sect and sweep away the decline caused by the Chen Yang incident.
This kills two birds with one stone.
Shaolin inner sect also needs such an event to prove itself.
Before, Yang Ling said that he would challenge Chen Yang. That was totally undesirable, because everyone knew about the life-and-death battle between Chen Yang and Luo Ren. Chen Yang had already said that he would not accept another round of battle in the future. This is what Chen Yang is right about.
But now it's a big competition, and Chen Yang can't talk about wheel battles anymore.
Of course, the current prerequisite is that Chen Yang has to participate in the Martial Arts Golden Sword Competition. If he is unwilling to participate, it will be enough to give Yang Ling a headache.
Shi Yonghu was very considerate here. In order to prevent people in the martial arts world from thinking that this matter was being manipulated by Shaolin's inner sect, they had not shown up. In the next few days, Shi Yonghu used his contacts to first
He found Dong Haiyun, the president of Yanjing Wushu Association. Shi Yonghu gave Dong Haiyun a large sum of money and activity funds, asking Dong Haiyun to organize this martial arts golden sword competition.
Dong Haiyun was very prestigious in the domestic martial arts community, and he gladly accepted Shi Yonghu's check. On the same day, Dong Haiyun contacted several well-known old boxers in the country for discussion. In the end, they agreed to send their favorite disciples to participate in the battle.
The rewards of this martial arts golden sword competition are very generous.
The final winner will also receive a golden sword of honor.
Dong Haiyun united with old boxers and old masters from various schools to organize the Martial Arts Golden Sword Competition. The organizer of this event was finally decided in Foshan.
After all, Foshan is the hometown of martial arts.
Let a hundred schools of thought contend and promote Chinese martial arts is the purpose of this competition.
