Chapter 58: The Golden Bell Covered Iron Cloth Shirt
Although this Ma Chunhong is a woman, she is as strong as a cow, with a waist as thick as a bucket, and a pair of arms that are thicker than many girls' thighs.
But she seemed bulky, but her figure was extremely flexible. She jumped from the second floor and landed on the ring with her huge body of 200 kilograms without making a sound.
This is a genuine master of inner strength. In the Yangtze River Delta generation, he was known as the Ship King. He was ruthless and powerful in the Yangtze River.
She has no backer, but she is able to reach the position she is in today, all because of her own strength.
The backers are all empty and may fall at any time. Your own strength is the biggest reliance.
"I'll give you a piece of advice: play with your Luo Haisong and don't mess with me."
Li Wenchan flicked his nails and didn't pay attention to her at all.
"Good boy, you are the first one who dares to talk to me in this tone. I was going to beat you to death, but you are quite handsome, so I think I'll keep you!"
Ma Chunhong stared at Li Wenchan greedily.
In terms of appearance, Li Wenchan is only better than Luo Haisong.
And many people present looked strange upon hearing this.
Normally, men treat women as prey, but now it's the other way around.
"Shameless, Wen Chan is my boyfriend, stop dreaming."
Wang Yuehan heard this and glared angrily.
She hasn't even kissed her boyfriend yet, but this dominatrix wants to break the taboo?
"Your boyfriend? That's even better. I just like to steal things that others care about!" Ma Chunhong grinned.
"court death."
Li Wenchan's eyes turned cold and he was about to take action.
But just now.
"Wait a minute."
Suddenly, Zhang Haojie, a fourth-level master, stood up. He stared at Li Wenchan and said, "Your name is Li Wenchan?"
This time, under the orders of Grandmaster Bu Canghai, the person he came to China to find was none other than Li Wenchan?
However, there were too many people with the same name in Jiang Province, and he was not sure whether the person in front of him was the one he was looking for.
"good."
Li Wenchan nodded lightly.
"Let me ask you, have you been to Myanmar?!" Zhang Haojie's eyes suddenly became sharp, like a sword, making people feel suffocated.
"Been there."
Li Wenchan raised his eyelids and wrote lightly, "If you still want to ask me if I killed Bu Qingyun, then I will tell you that I did."
"Bastard, it's really you."
Zhang Haojie was furious, "You killed Grandmaster Bu Canghai's only son and still dare to show up here. How brave you are."
One stone stirs up a thousand waves.
The grandmaster’s son!
These four words were like thunder on the ground, shocking many people instantly.
Including Wang Yuanlong, their eyes widened and they said in disbelief: "You killed the son of a martial arts master?"
"yes."
"Do you know how much trouble you have caused? How dare you do this!?" Wang Yuanlong was shocked.
A martial arts master can only be defeated by a Taoist heavenly master. A Taoist master like him is vulnerable to a master.
"It's just a grandmaster, why should you be afraid?" But Li Wenchan was full of disdain.
He was not afraid that Bu Canghai would not come, but that Bu Canghai would hide and refuse to come.
"You are really hopeless. You have no idea how terrifying the master's power is."
Wang Yuanlong laughed angrily at him and said sternly to Wang Yuehan directly, "Yuehan, I made it clear that you can't be with this kid. He has offended a master and will definitely die. I can't let you be implicated by him."
"dad!"
Wang Yuehan wanted to refute, but Wang Yuanlong interrupted coldly, "Needless to say, for your sake today, I can take action to save his life, but I can only save him for this moment, not for the rest of his life!"
"What, your Excellency, you want to be the enemy of this Hall Master? Aren't you afraid of the Grandmaster's wrath when the time comes?"
"Hmph, no matter how powerful Grandmaster Bu Canghai is, can he still kill my Taoist temple? It's not like my Taoist temple doesn't have a Taoist Heavenly Master sitting in charge. If he is really so arrogant, then he is not a grandmaster, but a first-class grandmaster.
The world's most powerful mountain is Beidou!"
Wang Yuanlong sneered.
If Bu Canghai himself were here, he wouldn't dare to offend him, but if Hall Master Zhang wanted to scare him using Bu Canghai's name, he would be looking down upon him.
In the past few years, he has followed his master to suppress seals in Taoist temples, and has experienced danger many times. He is not the kind of person who is greedy for life and afraid of death.
"What's more, today, I was entrusted by the Governor of Jiang Province to wipe out your underground boxing world. After today, your Hongmen hands will never reach into Jiang Province again."
"Arrogant!"
Zhang Haojie was furious.
But before he could take action, the ship king Ma Chunhong, who had been ignored by the two of them, could no longer bear it.
"Isn't he just a stinky Taoist priest? How powerful can he be? Get out of my way. This kid behind you is my prey!"
Ma Chunhong strode over, her figure even bigger than Wang Yuanlong's.
"It seems that our Taoist sect has been practicing in seclusion and has no reputation. The world has long forgotten the strength of our Taoist sect. Even some clowns dare not take our Taoist sect seriously."
Wang Yuanlong sneered.
The Taoist sect has always been low-key, adhering to the philosophy of governing by inaction. Most of the Taoist sect's masters usually hide in the mountains and forests, isolate themselves from the world, and practice hard in seclusion.
So over time, people in the world thought that there were no masters in Taoism.
For example, Ma Chunhong, a warrior with strong inner strength, came from a rough background and did not have a Hongmen background. She didn't know much about Taoism, so she didn't take Wang Yuanlong seriously.
"Get out of here, you ugly thing, don't get in the way of me and my little fresh meat having fun!"
She stamped her feet on the ground, her body boomed, and like a spring, she rushed forward and punched Wang Yuanlong directly.
She had previously despised Wang Yuanlong, but when she struck out, it was unexpected. When the punch collapsed forward, a white wave of air flashed away like a rainbow.
A powerful punch from a master of internal energy can penetrate even a steel plate.
"Dad, be careful."
Wang Yuehan was shocked.
"Daughter, don't be afraid. Cover your ears tightly, and daddy will show you his skills. Let you see what daddy has developed over the past ten years!"
Wang Yuanlong laughed loudly, his arms were winding like dragons and snakes, but his palms were as fast as thunder. In one shot in the air, the air exploded and was dull, not the crackling kind.
Rather, it was as if the thunder was covered in a can, leaving only a humming sound. The sound was hidden and only revealed a trace, like a dragon that had its head but not its tail.
The palm of his hand was like thunder, and the landing point was Ma Chunhong's fist.
It wasn't until the moment when the fists and palms met that the thunder hidden in his palms exploded: "Boom!"
There was a huge thunder and it exploded violently.
The sound was so loud that the surrounding glasses and cups all cracked and shattered on the spot.
Many people even covered their ears, feeling deafened and almost deafened.
Ma Chunhong was seen flying backwards like a scarecrow. Her arm was bent strangely, and was completely broken off by Wang Yuanlong's palm. What was even more frightening was that her entire arm turned into a burnt black color with green smoke coming out.
"Thunder in the Palm!"
Behind Master Meng Wu, Mr. Zheng, a master of internal energy, suddenly felt moved.
A single palm could seriously injure a master of internal energy. With such strength, even if he were to attack, he would still be no match.
"As far as I know, among the Tao sects, the one who is good at thunder should be Tianshi Dao. It turns out that he is a master of Tianshi Dao!"
Zhang Haojie said with a solemn expression.
There are many factions in Taoism, such as Maoshan, Lingbao, Qingwei, Jingming, etc.
Among the many factions, the most famous one is Tianshi Dao. Tianshi Dao was founded by Zhang Daoling, the ancestral Tianshi. The thunder method passed down by him is extremely strong and powerful, and possesses unpredictable power.
Wang Yuanlong's palm thunder caused serious injuries to an internal strength master, which shows how powerful the thunder method is.
"Oh? This kind of power should be the true energy written in Taoist scriptures, right? And this kind of thunder in the palm should be a Taoist technique, which is quite interesting."
Li Wenchan saw it in his eyes and quickly understood.
Like a strong martial artist, what he cultivates is strength.
As for the strong Taoists, what they cultivate is true energy.
Just now, Wang Yuanlong condensed a ball of true energy in his palm and turned it into palm thunder.
This method is like using magic power to activate magic.
However, the difference between true energy and magic power is as big as the difference between clouds and mud. There is a one-word difference between Taoism and immortality, and it cannot be calculated based on Taoism.
"You do have some knowledge. Yes, I am from Tianshi Dao!" Wang Yuanlong said proudly.
"It turns out he is an expert who has mastered the thunder method. No wonder he is so arrogant and dares to threaten to wipe out this place."
Even after seeing the thunder method, Zhang Haojie was not afraid, "I have to admit that nowadays, the Taoist sect is in decline, and it is not easy to have a real person like you. You are indeed very strong, but this Ma Chunhong is only a mere internal force.
It’s just a small achievement, I’m only a sixth-grade person, and I’m a fourth-grade person in this world. As long as the master doesn’t appear, I’m confident that I’m not weaker than anyone else!”
As soon as the words fell, his whole body surged with energy.
"Chi la" sound.
The clothes on his upper body suddenly fell apart, revealing skin that looked like cast bronze. The muscle lines on his body were more perfect than those of a bodybuilder, and his skin shone with a blue-black luster.
Every movement of his hands and feet, the metal and iron between his bones.
It was as if his whole person was not a body of flesh and blood, but an iron man.
"Buddhist, iron cloth shirt?"
Wang Yuanlong frowned slightly.
"Exactly, I, Iron Clothes Shirt, have been trained to a great level and am invulnerable to weapons and bullets. Today, I'm going to teach you, Taoist Master, the methods!"
Zhang Haojie said proudly with his hands behind his back.
The predecessor of Hongmen was established by the Fifth Shaolin Patriarch in order to fight against the Qing Dynasty and restore the Ming Dynasty, so there are some unique Shaolin skills hidden within Hongmen.
Among the many stunts in Shaolin, the Golden Bell Cover and Iron Cloth Shirt is quite famous.
The Golden Bell Shield can only be practiced by a master at least, and what he cultivates is the Iron Cloth Shirt.
Even in the former Shaolin, there were only a handful of people who could master the iron cloth shirt.