Chapter 384: Things are like spring dreams without trace ...

"Sister Zichen, Mr. Iga is in South Korea. He said that he will have the opportunity to fight with you at the martial arts conference to prove the mystery of martial arts."
Rìmoto Tokyo, among the elegant rooms of the Emperor Wu Aikido, Ushiji Maruko and Tang Zichen are sitting behind the tatami mats. Tang Zichen is still wearing a purple costume, and Maruko is a traditional big cherry blossom kimono. Sitting is rigorous and meticulous.
Fifty meters outside the chamber, a row of solemn faces, a man in a black suit, sunglasses and headsets, and a few black towels, clogs, and a woman holding a short knife stood. These people are naturally the bodyguards of the Maruko Imperial Martial Arts Society. Tang Zichen, who is at a confrontation with the Emperor Wuwu, has only three bodyguards. It is even more incomparable with the other party ’s aggressive group, but just standing side by side, the momentum of the three people obviously overwhelms a large group of the Imperial Wushu people.
These three people are all Qingyi sè youngsters, with a cold face, a gentle, and plain. Looks very beautiful. But what he carried was a breathtaking temperament brought out of the sea of ​​corpses, standing face to face, making it seem like a devil yaksha was standing in front of him.
These male and female bodyguards of the Royal Wuhui Association are also very powerful horns. They have also seen the big scene. But standing in front of these three people felt cold, sweating, and almost suffocated!
This situation is very weird, a large group of fierce and evil, the calm bodyguard was oppressed by the momentum of the three young men, a forehead of a thin layer of sweat. It was like a mouse and a cat standing together, a cowardly and thin person sitting with Tyson, the mob.
"Three of you, converge."
Seeing the voice of Tang Zichen coming from the Chamber of Secrets when the bodyguards of the Emperor Wu Hui were all nervous.
As soon as the three teenagers heard Tang Zichen's voice, his face calmed down, his eyebrows were slightly relaxed, and the corner of his mouth was pursed.
This simple facial expression action immediately changed the temperament. It was originally the devil Yasha, and the temperament like the blood of the corpse was suddenly mild.
The three teenagers instantly changed from the devil into three ordinary people like school students.
Huh! The suffocated atmosphere of the whole scene quickly calmed down. The bodyguards of the imperial martial arts club who were present were loosened by this pressure, and even made a small sāo move.
Ushiji Maruko, who was sitting in the room, was also clearly surprised to see this situation.
The three people brought by Tang Zichen, based on this convergence of their own breath, the skill of changing their temperament between their faces is obviously a kung fu, and Xiao Maruko carefully estimates in his heart, even if he has personally met these three. Individuals are not necessarily sure of winning.
"No wonder Tang Men's power is so great! Tang Zichen's three attendants, I have no confidence in winning. This is really too ..." The shock in Xiao Maruko's heart is natural, she herself is already a top-level boxer. The top ten horns, who knows the strength of the three teenagers in Tang Men, is not under her.
What is this concept? In other words, Tang Men's casually three young men are comparable to the top boxing masters.
"Ye Xuanuan was a genius in martial arts at that time, but compared with these three young people, they all seemed to be inferior? Could it be that Tangmen's true genius was born? This is also incredible."
"Do n’t be surprised, Xiao Maruko, these three are the three leaders of our Tangmen army. They are not ordinary people."
Tang Zichen seemed to see the shock in Xiao Wanzi's heart, smiling casually, not pretending to be mysterious and mysterious.
"Igayuan's fist must have reached the realm of Dan Dao, so I am so confident. But this time the masters of the martial arts conference are like clouds, Xiao Maruko, you inform him to be careful."
"It seems that the sister of Zichen's Tang Men is confident to compete for the first place in this martial arts conference. I lost a trick in the hands of Mr. Wang Chao last time and still want to learn." Xiao Maruko smiled very sweetly : "Mr. Wang Chao is now in the world of martial arts, and he is clearly the first in the world, but this name is very jealous. I am afraid there will definitely be unnecessary trouble."
Now the world's major underground forces all know the news that Wang Chao and the leader of the GOD were disbanded in Paris, the GOD assassination group was disbanded, and the leader was about to fight Wang Chao at the martial arts conference.
The GOD assassination organization has dominated the underground forces all over the world for many years. Some veteran gangsters, whether it is the Western world or the Asian world, will change. The news of the two men's battle at the Budo conference will naturally cause a sensation among many people.
How big is this world? How many powerful characters are there? How many people are concerned about the battle at this peak? How many powerful characters also want to seize the limelight?
Xiao Maruko almost imagined how colorful this martial arts meeting will be.
"Your boxing skills world, underworld, including zhèngfǔ are all arranged in secret. We can't let us Chinese take all the limelight."
Tang Zichen said casually.
"This one……"
Xiao Maruko was silent for a while, and it was not easy to answer.
Tang Zichen came to this time and met secretly with many underworld gangsters, sports officials of zhèngfǔ, and then smashed a huge sum of 1.5 billion dollars, becoming one of the largest sponsors of the martial arts conference. This action immediately aroused the strong attention of the Han Budo Association, some underworlds, and even zhèngfǔ.
There are also very bright corners in the gangsters of the two countries of South Korea, which naturally reflects what the behemoth of Tangmen wants to do.
This martial arts conference was originally a competition that the Korean martial arts community had speculated in order to invigorate the economy and increase its influence. If Tangmen was turned into a gathering of Chinese martial artists from all over the world, the blow to the Korean martial arts community would be extremely severe! Even in the future, it will collapse! Karate, taekwondo, kendo, judo, aikido martial arts will have no markets around the world! And Chinese martial arts are everywhere!
This is something that the Korean martial arts community and even the underworld cannot tolerate.
To put it more seriously, it is about the country! About the nation!
In response to this incident, the organizers of the Korean sports industry can improve some procedures to prevent the registration of Chinese boxers. A commercial conference, get some insider information, the unspoken rules are too easy. However, the huge amount of funds sent by Tangmen at this time has become the largest sponsor!
Money can communicate with God, and no one in the world will refuse the temptation of money. Tang Zichen came to sponsor this time and became a sponsor himself. Then all the unspoken rules would not work. Because she has become part of the unspoken rules.
It can be said that the moment Tang Men became the largest sponsor of the Budo Conference, he was already destined for a major alliance of Chinese around the world at the Budo Conference, and the big competition was slowly launched under irresistible conditions!
Since the unspoken rules are dark and useless, they can only be clear.
In the martial arts world, underworld, and political sports, some big men have secretly held an emergency meeting last night to mobilize masters from all sides to urgently resist the aggression of Chinese martial arts. They must thoroughly revitalize and defeat the Chinese in the martial arts conference. Boxer! To preserve the national system, at the same time frustrate the layout of Tangmen.
Xiao Maruko ’s Imperial Martial Arts Aikido has a close relationship with Tang Men. Knowing a lot of inside information, she is naturally among the secret meetings.
So when Tang Zichen asked about this situation, she had no answer.
Tang Zichen saw Xiao Maruko hesitating and tweeted, and smiled slightly: "We are just chatting. Of course you have secret arrangements, and you do n’t need to say it. It ’s a matter of course. Anyway, martial arts meetings are hard. Wen Wu first, Wu Wu second. It ’s useless to say that, it depends on who ’s skill.

"That is of course." Xiao Maruko's expression eased.
At this moment, suddenly, a person came in a hurry outside, holding a telegram in his hand to the three Tangmen teenagers. One of the teenagers received the telegram and watched. Suddenly his face changed greatly and he came in immediately. .
"The leader, the main door of the Tangmen Gate in Nanyang, Paris sent an urgent call."
"Oh!" Tang Zichen took the telegram, glanced at it slightly, her eyes immediately flashed a weird figure, and at the same time, her body stood up, "Go back to Paris."
"Sister Chen, Yuwen and we are all senior leaders of the Purple Army. Tangmen's most central character. No more than other Tangmen's people, I will die if I die ..."
On the plane back to Paris, a teenager said the news in the telegram just now. Although his words were calm, he concealed a great deal of anger. It was obvious that he was suppressed.
"Yuwen is the most successful among us. Even in the face of the American Ssangyong chasing, he is not inferior. How can he be killed by an apprentice of Wang Chao? It is clearly Wang Chao himself who shot himself ... … "A teenager's eyes narrowed slightly, his fingers clenched slightly, like a fish hook.
"Sister Chen will not be like this kind of person, otherwise, the leader of the GOD will not personally fight him, there are many geniuses in this world, especially those in martial arts. We also know that Yuwen is competing with others. Many times, but he will not fight unsure battles, nor will he easily challenge Wang Chao. Have you ever seen him challenge the leader of GOD? If Yuwen died because of a contest, then it is nothing, and his skills are not as good. people."
Another teenager analyzed calmly.
Tang Zichen closed his eyes in front and ignored the discussion of his men.
"Dangerous! It's almost a nine-death life, and it's almost all luck to survive." In the Wudang swordsman dojo in Paris, Wang Chao's face was calm, carefully listening to the changes in Huo Ling'er's posing and Yuwen's competition, and he was a little shocked .
"Yuwen's fist skills are deep, especially after countless life and death fights, temperament, jīng gods, and strength are superior. Even if the world's famous masters meet him, they may not be opponents. You can beat him this time. It can be said that he is caught in the play, otherwise, you will not get a 20% chance. "
Wang Chao stood up, gestured the double serpentine gossip palms, and practiced the drunken Yuhuan step of the concubine, and finally fell to the ground, rolled over and collapsed, and knocked over the sky mark, suddenly short, and abdomen issued a cut The voice, handless and silent, gave off a stolen charm.
His "cutting the red dragon" was on display, the mood was smooth and fleeting, and Huo Ling'er looked in his eyes, only to think that it was like a chūn dream in his mind. After doing it, there was no trace, but And the charm is profound. But it is not in reality.
"People seem to have letters from Qiuhong, things are like chūn dreams without trace ..."
Huo Ling'er watched Wang Chaoshi's show of "Chopping Red Dragon", and suddenly the mood of two poems suddenly appeared in his head, holding his cheeks and reading it from his mouth.
"People seem to have letters from Qiu Honglai, things like chūn dreaming without traces?"
Wang Chao paused and heard two poems in Huo Ling'er's mouth, chewing carefully: "My trick to cut the red dragon is to hide from the sky, and suddenly shot out, cutting off the roots of the vulgar, the vulgar should be like autumn. Honghu migratory birds, there are creeds in everything, but after being cut, beyond the boundaries of heaven and man, people will be as beautiful and free as chūn dreams, but there are no traces, it seems true and illusory. These two poems are well-informed, and the poets who is it?"
"Master, the person who wrote this poem is not a master of martial arts. It's Su Dongpo." Huo Linger chuckled, "Su Dongpo is a man who understands the truth, and these two poems are about the realm of being and being in the world. People In the secular world, we pay attention to creeds, and when we were born, we would have no traces like chūn dreams. Su Dongpo was born, but he did n’t learn all the four major elements of Buddhism, and he did n’t learn Taoism ’s unforgettable love, but a chūn dream. Out of the world, not rigid, not ruthless, so chic. "
"Did Su Dongpo's poems?" Wang Chao smiled and sighed: "I don't read much, and I haven't studied poems. It's pure martial arts, but the realm of poetry, calligraphy and painting is the same as that of boxing. Reading and playing piano can cultivate Human temperament, tempering qi and blood. The boxing method is the same. Hey! When learning Zen reaches the highest level, xìng love speaks an ethereal. When learning the Tao reaches the highest level, it pays attention to one who is too forgetful. It ’s not good, we are human, even if we are human After the world is over, breaking the void is like a chūn dream, which is both beautiful and indifferent. "
When a person reads and writes, xìng is calm and enters, and his body will get better and better. The so-called reading is nourishing. This is the same as a boxer. It's just that there is another way to practice boxing. But it is different from reading and writing.
Wang Chao didn't read it out of high school. He only looked at some boxing scores, hitting and killing people. He didn't study the charm of poetry and poetry, and it was a martial art. But it ’s not as good as some cowboys, they have everything, they are both martial arts, and they can be exported into chapters, and they can come up with ancient essays,
Master is not a martial arts, your fist is a superb poem. When it's fierce, it's like a battle in the autumn of the battlefield, thousands of horses and horses, and the drums are shaking. When the fist is entangled, it is like cutting the west window of the candle and the night rain of Bashan. , The emperor stars are all fluttering. My master ’s fist is more charming than reading poetry. "
Huo Ling'er shook his head.
Wang Chao smiled and sighed again.
"Master is absent-minded? I'm worried that I killed Yuwen. Are you in a dilemma? After all, you are the leader of Tang Men, and you are about to marry her again."
Huo Ling'er said quietly.
"I'm not worried about this. I'm worried about you. I don't know if you can reach the realm of Dan Dao in the future. In fact, your training time is longer than that of the master. If you can't make further advances in the future, I'm afraid ..."
"I'm afraid what?"
Huo Linger asked strangely.
Wang Chao did not speak, and looked quietly outside.
After a while, I saw a woman in purple Tang suit appearing at the door and slowly walked in.
This woman is Tang Zichen.
Huo Linger has also seen Tang Zichen ~ EbookFREE.me ~ As soon as she appeared, she stood up immediately, her body tight, as if facing the pressure of this world.
Huo Ling'er has also been in contact with some top experts, knowing that when masters like Tang Zichen meets people, his eyes flash, and an imposing jīng state of God can put great pressure on people, even make people collapse, and they don't need to Hands on. So Huo Linger precautions.
She killed Tang Zichen's people, thinking that Tang Zichen would definitely give her a head pressure. So she mentioned all her gods to prepare to contend.
But unexpectedly, Tang Zichen did not put any pressure on her.
As soon as Tang Zichen walked in, he naturally sat beside Wang Chao.
"I just came back and went to see Yuwen's body first. He had a broken spine, a palm in his abdomen, and then committed suicide. It was a fair contest. Since the contest, the outcome of life and death is determined by each destiny, nothing counts." Tang Zichen He said something to Wang Chao, then turned his eyes and looked at Huo Linger, still not giving any pressure, but just shook his head: "However, Huo Linger, you killed my men in a fair competition, and I also I have to say something. In this way, I will give you three years, and after three years, we will fight to determine a life and death. "