There is a row of luxury cars parked in front of the Xinyi Boxing Gym.
At the gate, two rows of boxing gym disciples were standing to welcome guests.
In the boxing gym, Nuo Da's martial arts arena was cleared out, and a circle of Taishi chairs and coffee tables were set up around it. There was tea on the coffee table, and all the big guys in the martial arts world were present.
Behind every big boss, there are several close disciples.
Today's martial arts competition is related to the fate of Hong Kong's martial arts world. It is also a rare master's competition. Those who can come to the scene to watch are all elites from various boxing gyms, or at least the up-and-comers who are highly regarded.
The main seat in the north is empty, and it is reserved for Li Jinlong.
Everyone was talking a lot.
"Master Mo, it's already nine o'clock, and Taoist Master Long Yun hasn't arrived yet. Have you really informed him?"
someone asked.
Mo Xinyi said: "I sent Mo Jun to deliver the war invitation. It was given to him personally. How could he not come?"
Mo Jun nodded on the side: "Yes, he promised to come."
"What about Senior Li Jinlong? He won't let us go, right?"
"No."
Mo Xinyi said.
While they were chatting, someone outside shouted loudly: "Taoist Master Long Yun of the Wudang Sect is here!"
Everyone immediately fell silent, all looking nervous.
Taoist priest Long Yun is indeed here.
However, Wan Ru is here too.
At this time, as if walking in front, Taoist priest Long Yun was dressed as he was last time, majestic and majestic. Unfortunately, he was just a little follower now.
"Taoist Priest!"
Mo Xinyi stood up to greet him.
Taoist priest Long Yun clasped his fists.
Someone invited Taoist Master Long Yun to the south position.
Taoist Master Long Yun asked Wanru to sit while he stood aside.
sweat……
Everyone was speechless.
They all stared at Wanru.
As if it is indeed very beautiful, too beautiful to behold.
But that's not the point.
Only young disciples would feel itchy. What these big guys were curious about was Wanru's identity and how he could be respected by Taoist Master Long Yun so much.
"Set up a chair for Taoist Master Long Yun."
Mo Xinyi whispered to Mo Jun.
Mo Jun quickly moved a chair over.
"Taoist priest, please take a seat."
He still respected Taoist Master Long Yun and was grateful.
Taoist priest Long Yun smiled and sat down.
It was as if she was looking straight ahead, but her eyes had no focus, as if she was not looking at anything. She was sitting there, but it was as if she was not there at all.
Taoist Master Long Yun coughed and said: "Master Mo, since everyone is here, let's talk about business first. I already said it that day, and you understand my attitude. The question now is, are you
What's your attitude? Cooperation or confrontation?"
Mo Xinyi said calmly: "Master Taoist, don't be impatient. Since you want to challenge our Hong Kong martial arts community, you have to defeat us. In the eyes of your mainland martial arts colleagues, we may be vulnerable, but no matter what, we have to fight."
Only after fighting did you know that someone will accept your challenge today, but it will not be us."
"I understand, you hired foreign aid, right?"
Taoist priest Long Yun laughed: "Okay, then tell him to hurry up, I don't have much patience."
It's not that he is impatient, the key is that he is afraid of being impatient.
When the time comes, if he is offended, he will still suffer, regardless of whether he is the leader of the Wudang Sect.
In Wanru's eyes, he is also an ant.
He knew this very well.
Mo Xinyi smiled coldly, and the others also laughed.
Ye Jianming said: "Don't worry, Taoist Master, he will be here soon, and he will definitely surprise you then."
surprise?
Taoist priest Long Yun was a little puzzled.
"Well, I hope you won't disappoint me."
Everyone was sitting and not talking, and the atmosphere in the patio seemed a bit depressing.
It's almost nine o'clock.
Li Jinlong hasn't shown up yet.
Mo Xinyi and others were secretly anxious.
Taoist priest Long Yun finally got a little impatient and frowned: "The time has come and your foreign aid hasn't arrived yet. Is it because you don't dare to come?"
"Who said I don't dare to come?"
At this moment, a voice came from outside the door.
Then, Li Jinlong walked in.
Li Jinlong actually wore a Taoist robe today, but the robe was probably old and looked very old, but it looked very clean. He also carried a long sword behind him, which was very similar to Taoist Master Long Yun's attire.
His appearance naturally made Mo Xinyi and others very happy.
A group of people stood up in unison, and respectfully saluted him with clasped fists: "Senior Li."
Li Jinlong ignored them. He stood in the middle of the martial arts arena, staring straight at Taoist Master Long Yun.
Taoist priest Long Yun has also been looking at him.
He always felt that the Taoist in front of him was somewhat familiar, but he couldn't remember who it was.
But he had a strong feeling that he must know the person in front of him.
"Who are you--"
Taoist Master Long Yun also stood up and asked with a complicated expression.
Li Jinlong said mockingly: "Long Yun, you haven't seen me for thirty years, don't you know me anymore?"
"Who are you? I'm sorry for my poor eyesight, but I think it looks familiar and I really can't remember it."
Taoist priest Long Yun didn't react for a moment.
Li Jinlong snorted coldly: "Your defeated general had no future thirty years ago, and now he has become a master and is still no future. The Wudang Sect, one of the seven powerful sects in the martial arts world, actually entered the secular world and used it as a dog for others! What are you doing?
It’s okay to mess around in the Mainland. I have quit martial arts for decades and don’t want to care about you, but you actually came to Hong Kong to show off your power. So today, Jin Yun, I will clean up the sect for you!”
sweat……
Golden cloud?
Taoist Master Long Yun felt like a thunder exploded in his mind, his eyes widened as if he had seen a ghost, and he exclaimed: "You, you, are you Jin Yunzi?"
Li Jinlong seemed to feel that the effect of his words was good, and laughed loudly: "That was the name my master once gave me, but after I returned to Hong Kong, I no longer called Jin Yunzi. My name is Li Jinlong. Why, it is
Don't you think it's incredible? You never expected that I didn't die, right? Then we should settle the old accounts from back then."
"Senior brother."
Taoist priest Long Yun took a step forward, cupped his fists and saluted.
"More than forty years have passed since that public case, and you still haven't let it go? Why are you bothering?"
Taoist priest Long Yun sighed.
The public case of that year?
It turns out, what else happened in the Wu-Dang Clan back then?
Mo Xinyi and others looked at each other, but they were still happy in their hearts.
It can be seen that Taoist Master Long Yun is still very afraid of Li Jinlong, otherwise, how could he be so kind to persuade him.
In their opinion, the more serious the dispute between the senior brothers is, the happier and relieved they are.
With Li Jinlong here, he should be able to win today's competition.
Didn't Li Jinlong just say that Taoist Master Long Yun was the one who was defeated by him?
There was a deep hatred in Li Jinlong's eyes: "Let go? How do you ask me to let go? Axiu is dead, how can I let go? Everyone in the Wudang Sect owes me a life. Today, since I met
, don’t blame me for being merciless, I hope you won’t disappoint me, I also want to see if you have made any progress in the past few decades.”