Chapter 439: If you burst, you burst!

Chapter 439 says that if you burst, you will burst!
"Sister, what kind of music is this?"
Tan Wendong, who was sitting still, heard a misty, ghostly song in his ears, and suddenly opened his eyes. At the same time, he tapped on the beautifully painted wooden wall next door, and asked Huo Linger who lived next door.
Wang Chao lived in a typical Japanese aristocratic house, with pure wood structure and simple, but elegant style.
At night, Wang Chao walked outside. Huo Ling'er, Tan Wendong, Wang Hongji, Luo Xiaomeng all sat in the room quietly and calmly, recalling the thrilling things that happened during the day.
A scene in the "Judokan" jujitsu dojo during the day, against the spirit of the Bushido of the entire Japanese nation, that atmosphere, that pressure, made these four people feel the deepest soul. Although they didn't do it, they were ten times more beneficial than going through ten life-and-death contests.
So now all four people are thoroughly digesting this spiritual feeling to baptize their own soul and soul. Once they are truly enlightened and grasp the essence, then their achievements are by leaps and bounds.
"This is the famous song" Soul Soul Song "in Japanese Shinto, which is generally used to surpass the soul of the dead, and it is also used by many religions to wash people's minds. I also heard the song just now. Many religious organizations in Japan cannot be ignored. It must have been sent. We should ignore this matter and let the master handle it. "
Huo Ling'er is too proficient in everything in Japan. She heard the Soul Calm Song earlier than Tan Wendong, but she didn't move.
"Religious organizations in Japan? No wonder the old man of the Fuqing Gang said that we moved the martial arts community, and the religious community would definitely not take a break. But everything pays attention to an interest. Is the religious community up to assassination? Assassination? Negotiation? It is impossible Stop us? "
Tan Wendong asked doubtfully.
Huo Ling'er said quietly: "Of course there are benefits. If they succeeded in preventing the masters, how many people should believe in their religion? And the religious world and the martial arts world have always been separated, although it is not to say that they are both honorable and harmless. , But it is also equivalent to breaking bones with tendons. Religion needs martial arts to protect the law, martial arts need religion to expand their influence, and they need their financial support. Many well-known martial artists in Japan are believers in various religions. In religion In this respect, the martial arts world is combined with Japan, which is ten times more chaotic than the domestic situation. "
"That's true." Tan Wendong nodded, thinking about the Shaolin Temple and the "Qigong fever" when he was a child. Many people used the guise of Qigong to carry out religious dissemination. But these have been banned. However, Japan's policies are different. Some religious organizations not only did not ban them, but also attracted political parties and made them sullen.
"Ignore these things and cultivate your spirits. The master plans to go to the Karate Songtao Museum tomorrow. We might have a fierce battle." Huo Ling'er closed his eyes.
In addition, Luo Xiaomeng in the room, Wang Hongji had also heard the "Soul Soul Song", just wanted to stand up and go out to see what happened, but heard Huo Ling'er's words, then settled down.
Regardless of the composure of these four people, Wang Chao stood in the middle of the cherry blossom forest, and he didn't care when he heard the "Soul Song".
The cherry blossoms in this cherry forest have long been thanked. According to the remaining bare trunks and some leaves that have not been dropped, but this forest is very large, more than ten acres, and it is still leaning on the mountains, and the moonlight can only shine a part The place where the cherry trees are deep leaves a lot of dark places, the shade is bleak and deep, giving a deep feeling of ghostiness.
However, the silence, darkness, and deep ghost spirit in these environments were not affected by Wang Chao in any way.
Hearing the sound of the "Soul Soul Song", Wang Chaoxian walked towards the depths of the cherry trees.
Walking to the end of the woods, Wang Chao saw a young man with a black coat all over his body and a string of dark rosary beads on his wrist, while holding a long flute and blowing it babble, the misty ghost was like a ghost The same "soul song" came from the young man's flute.
"Mr. Wang Chao, you really came."
Seeing Wang Chao from afar, the young man suddenly stopped the flute, and he spoke fluent Chinese, without any dullness, surprisingly fluent.
"There are three people in total. Any ambush in front of me is useless, is it still out?" Wang Chao glanced around and found that there was no one but the young man, but he heard a few in his ears. A very light breath, this breath seems to be a turtle slowly spitting, no matter how powerful the ear is, it is difficult to hear.
Suddenly, Wang Chao's speech, a lush cross a hundred meters away from him, a sudden movement on the canopy of the dark cherry tree, as if an owl was startled, the black shadow fluttered down and fell to the ground. Like a thin monkey, he is also dressed in black and has a bazaar.
At the same time, on the back of the other tree, a person with a stature of only one and a half meters, who was as small as a child, was able to hide his body behind the tree.
But this man who turned out from behind the tree, after appearing, his body clicked and banged for a while, and after pulling bones and tendons, he became a person with a height of one meter and seven meters.
Obviously, this person's body has also reached the point of shrinking bones and tendons.
"Mr. Wang Chao, you swept our martial arts world this time and challenged our martial arts spirit. For what? For national hatred? Or for something else?"
The man after the contraction of the bones stood up, a shimmering light flashed in his eyes, looked at Wang Chao, and suddenly asked.
"My motivation, how can you think of it? But your fist is very similar to that of Iga Yuan, who are you? Apprentice, or brother of the division?" Wang Chao looked at the three people in front of him, then shrank back at this. The swollen man asked,
With a height of 1.5 meters, Wang Chao's eyes are clear, and he can see through his martial arts skills at a glance, which is very similar to that of Iga Yuan. So he asked.
"The hero of Iga, the great priest of Izumo." The man said.
"Hero of Iga? I once remembered that Iga Yuan had such a younger brother and was also a famous martial artist. Are you here to challenge me? But my visits and exchanges this time were all fair and fair during the day. You are also a martial artist , Sneaky looking for me like this at night? It doesn't seem to be the behavior of your martial art spirit. "
Wang Chao remembers a few famous martial artists in Japan, and the hero of Iga Yuan ’s brother Iga once remembered it.
"I am a priest first, followed by a martial artist." The hero of Iga looked at Wang Chao, his eyes suddenly became very cold: "Please allow me to introduce to you, this is a big teach The current leader, export Mr. Yunlang. "
The hero of Iga is the young man in black blowing the soul song.
Later, he pointed to the thin and small man with a thick character and said: "This is the modern leader of truth, Mr. Nara Asahara."
"Big Benjiao? Truth Buddhism?" Wang Chao heard the introduction and suddenly laughed dumbly: "Hero Iga, you are the great priest of Izumo, Izumo seems to be the official religion, and what is the basic religion, the Truth, It is a notorious cult. Whether it is the status of a martial artist or the identity of a Shinto grand priest, it seems to have lost its identity with the cult leader. "
Because the three people who popped up all answered in Chinese, Wang Chao had no language problems, but he understood them very well.
Iga Hero is the priest of Izumo Shrine. Izumo Shrine is a officially recognized religion in the Japanese Shinto organization. Taking the domestic religion as an analogy, the status of the great priest of Izu hero Izumo Shrine is equivalent to the presiding of the elders of Shaolin Temple, Baima Temple and Lingyin Temple.
What is the big basic religion, the Truth religion has not been officially recognized by the government. On the contrary, it has been attacked by the government. It is a notorious cult that sneaks like a mouse.
But now these three aspects are really tangled together. It can be compared to a famous monk in the country to deal with the leader of the cult and work together. The two parties that are incompatible with each other are combined.
"Mr. Wang Chao seems to look down on our religion?"
Hearing this word from Wang Chao, the young head teacher of Yunlang Lang said with a smile: "Mr. Wang Chao, you treat us as a cult, but I seem to remember that in your history, many boxing masters, practitioners, all It is a religion, and it was not officially recognized at the beginning. It seems to be a cult TXT. For example, the Quanzhen Tao created by Mr. Wang Chongyang and the Longmen Tao created by Mr. Wang Changyue, as well as Bailian, Tianli, and Bagua, It seems that there are also famous masters among them. "
"It seems that you are familiar with our history."
Wang Chao frowned when he heard the young leader of the big book teaching carefully.
People in the religious world are more difficult than people in the martial arts world. This is a fact. At the moment, Wang Chao is not prepared to talk nonsense, but directly said: "It is so late, the three pretending to be ghosts come to my place, why is it? ? Do you want to fight me? Or do you want to assassinate or assassinate me? "
"Neither." Exit Yunlang smiled gently: "I just want to cooperate with you Mr. Wang Chao, I hope you can stop this exchange visit."
"Stop this exchange visit?" Wang Chao looked at the young head teacher, as if watching an idiot.
"Mr. Wang Chao, please do n’t be too busy to refuse, and listen to our conditions." The truth-teaching leader Asahara Nara said abruptly, his words were very tempting: "As a condition for you to stop communicating and visiting, We will hire you as the supreme master of our church. At the same time, we will also promote you as the reincarnation of God, create momentum for you, and deified you. Presumably, Mr. Wang Chao, you know, after all, the influence of the martial arts community is niche, far away Not as powerful as the influence of religion, we have many believers, as long as you agree, with your force, and your power, plus our deification, you can become the second Christ. "
"Deified me? Be the second Christ?"
Wang Chao laughed twice: "Evil cult is a cult, and the foolish people who have been bewitched are gone. How can they bewitched me?"
"In this way, Mr. Wang Chao rejected our proposal, and there was no room for discussion?" The young teacher who exported Yunlang was also cold.
"of course not."
Wang Chao flicked his nails.
"Then no wonder we? Mr. Wang Chao, although you have superb boxing skills, but after all, you are a master in the martial arts world. You will never imagine our practice. Mr. Wang Chao, your boxing skills are probably to carry blood and condense. In a group, let's go to the point of various acupuncture at will. Such a kung fu is just a superficial kung fu of the spiritual cultivation method in our sect. Such a state is called Dan Dao in your martial arts cultivation .. I think your level of practice is this level, but in the martial arts world, it is indeed a master. But in our eyes, it is just the beginning of the practice. It seems that Iheyuan was not long ago. , Has also entered this state, but he dare not challenge you, he is not sure, sad and sad. "
Yun Lang, the exporter, gently rotated the long flute in his hand. When this flute was rotated, the wind blew in from the hole and made a very sharp sound, which seemed to be made of iron.
"Oh? You can cultivate your mind first, and then practice carrying kung fu with your mind, return the blood to the acupuncture point, no wonder such arrogance." Wang Chao heard the export Yunlang sigh, and looked at it.
Wang Chao has seen for a long time that because of the cultivation of his mind, this young leader of the big teaching can control his own blood and spirit, and carry it, and he always gets a trick at any time. , And cause strong physical strength. It is also a kind of kung fu.
However, this kind of kung fu is to cultivate the mind first, and to exercise the complex thoughts of people very purely. It is equivalent to the meditation of Buddhism in Buddhism. It is also the Confucianism. "Quinting the soul".
In short, this kind of practice is just a sentence. It is purely the practice of the heart, and the mind is practiced without distractions, and then the spirit is used to grasp the qi and blood. According to various methods, time, location, and the blood The epidermis, the internal organs, etc. are moved around the body, and over time, in the sit-in, the physical strength is getting stronger and stronger.
But such people, strong physical strength, spirit, all come from sitting in meditation, the style of play is very different. Balma, Ziloa is such a person.
Now the young leader of the big school is just such a person.
This kind of practice is common to almost all religions. But for the average person, there is no such thing as cultivation. But once the cultivation is successful, it is also equivalent to possessing "supernatural powers".
Wang Chao instantly understood his mind. This man's physical strength is very strong, and he is also very confident. He may not have seen the real Dan Jin master in martial arts.
For such a person, Wang Chao made a decision, that is, to kill.
"I didn't want to kill people tonight, but if you want to be Christ in this way, I will send you to see him and let you communicate with him."
Wang Chao took a step forward abruptly while talking.
At the moment when Wang Chao had not yet taken this step, the exit Yunlang suddenly flashed to the left, and the long flute in his hand shook slightly, pointing diagonally upward.
"Ok?"
Wang Chao saw this situation, and after taking a step, he did not move his hands, but put his hands on his back.
"You know where I haven't hit you? It seems that you can't try it on you." Wang Chao looked at the young leader with his hands on his back.
It turned out that the moment Wang Chao just moved in his heart, he took two steps to box his shoulders with a dragon shape, but just before this idea germinated, Yunlang exporting seemed to know in advance, and the iron flute in his hand was sealed first. Lived the way out of Wang Chao's palm.
Such a situation is that you have not hit me, even if you have not wanted to hit me, I know where you want to hit me.
This seems to be a prophet! In an instant, I didn't want to hit you, you already had a hunch.
"During your Confucian teaching in China, pay attention to a 'sincere way, you can foretell', and predict the soul of the future. I have studied Mr. Wang Yangming's psychology and his life. Mr. Wang Yangming used to be in the Zhengde period of the Ming Dynasty. After catching the rebel king Zhu Chenhao, he wrote an article with a stone tablet and engraved the five characters of Jiajing and our country. Later, after the death of Emperor Zhengde, the emperor of Jiajing took the throne. The country name is Jiajing, which is the way of sincerity, typical of the former Zhiyun An example. I have cultivated my mind since I was a child. Although I have not reached the state of the former prosperous country, I can see the sparkle of the flashlight in a flash, seeing the enemy ’s unmotivated psychological motivation, so you have n’t made a move, I will know. . If I do n’t have such a realm, I wo n’t come easily today.

Yun Lang, the exporter, held Tie Xiao, looked at Wang Chao, and explained his realm in very fluent Chinese.
After Wang Chao heard it, he remained silent, and no one could see clearly what he was thinking.
Although Yun Lang ’s mind did n’t reach the realm of Tang Zichen ’s unheard, but in the moment before the enemy, he foretells that the enemy has no budding mental motive. When the opponent has n’t shot yet, he knows where to fight. Subconsciously make previous defenses. In such a situation, Wang Chao has only seen it in a few people, himself and the leader of the god, Baliming.
In addition, Wharton, Morgan, and Wu Yunlong did not reach this state of mind. Yan Yuanyi also broke through this layer under his last oppression.
"The cult leader, there are some ways." Wang Chao's face calmly finished listening to Yunlang's narrative and shook his head: "But although you can see through the unsprouted thoughts in an instant, your power is too small. I You do n’t have to see through it. I ’m telling you right now, I ’m going to burst your head with my palm. You can prevent it yourself. If you can prevent it, I wo n’t kill you today.

Between his speeches, Wang Chao gently stretched out his hand behind his back and placed it in front of his chest, pinching it into the shape of a fetus.
A huge heartbeat came from Wang Chao's palm.
Originally thought that this cult leader could be killed casually, but Wang Chao did not expect that the spiritual cultivation of the other party had actually reached the state of being seen in advance.
In this way, there is nothing, even if you see through your own tricks. Wang Chao can also be violently destroyed, but the opponent has a weapon in his hand. The long iron flute also hides the blade and rotates at will, which is a bit tricky.
But now Wang Chao has decided to take out his eight successful men and completely destroy the young cult leader even with his weapons.
Such a person has strong physical strength and deep realm, although the play style is much worse. But the kind of see-through realm made up the difference. Even more frightening is that this person is not from the martial arts world, but from a cult. That's even scarier.
Engaging in cults and martial arts is not a level.
Hearing Wang Chao clarify, he was about to explode his head with a palm, and at the same time made a fist print, a huge, sound like the heart of ten blue whales beating at the same time, heard the young cult leader tremble inexplicably.
That was after Wang Chao pinched into a fetal mother seal, the muscles in his palm shook.
With a bang.
Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom! Seems like a drum.
After Wang Chao's palm beating nine times, Yun Yunlang's face finally changed!
Wang Chao laughed twice, and suddenly stepped out again, shook off the big step, stretched his hand forward, and the whole hand became thick and big, like a fan, grabbed the head of Yunlang and exited. .
Exiting Yunlang between Wang Chao's hands, the long flute on his hand suddenly stroked, as if cutting off the airflow in the air, and suddenly poked upward, and was poking the center of Wang Chao's palm.
At first glance, this is how the airflow in Aikido is converted. Big Benjiao really has a deep foundation with Aikido, and even the style of play comes from Aikido.
Exporting Yunlang's little flute was just right, as if the big net had been arranged in advance, waiting for Wang Chao's hand to collide.
Moreover, his physical strength, a little flute, countless wind sounds in the flute body, resounded through a ghostly music TXT download.
At the same time, with his strength, a little three-inch, flashing spikes popped from the tail of Xiao.
There was a burst of fishy smell on the spikes, which was obviously quenched. As long as a little bit of skin is cut, the whole body will be paralyzed immediately. Elephants can't stand it.
Facing the click of this long flute, Wang Chao's hand didn't dodge or change, so he grabbed it!
When the three-inch spikes were only about to pierce the skin of his hand, Wang Chao's fingernails first touched, and a violent flick just cut on the spikes.
collapse!
Wang Chao's fingernail nails hit the spikes, and he suddenly flicked off the poisoned spikes.
In a flash, Yun Yun Lang seemed to be unable to believe his eyes.
He had just expected that Wang Chao would pop up his nails, but he did not expect that Wang Chao ’s nails were so tough.
He seemed to be a fisherman who saw a fish net in the net, but did not expect that the fish suddenly became a monster.
After breaking the spike, Wang Chao's hand grabbed it hard, grabbed the flute, and shook it directly, pop! Yun Lang's hand was numb, and Wang Chao took away Xiao.
After Wang Chao took away the long flute, his moves remained unchanged, and he directly inserted the long flute into the head of the young cult leader.
Thump!
The long iron flute pierced the bone of Yunlang's head, inserted the entire head, and poked it out of his mouth.
Boom!
Yunlang exited straight down, and his abdomen uttered a voice: "I didn't expect you to be as powerful as this. If you burst my head, it bursts my head. I have no realm like this ..."
However, Wang Chao, the last voice of this cult leader, did not answer him.
One stroke used 80% of the power to explode Yunlang's head. Wang Chao felt the wind behind him, took a big step forward leisurely, escaped the two punches of Iga hero and Asahara Nara, and turned at the same time He turned and looked at the two men who attacked him.
Undoubtedly, the most powerful one in the field is the exporter Yunlang, the principal of the Daben religion. After Wang Chao's head was completely blown away now. The hero of Iga, Asahara Nara became the turtle in the urn.
boom!
Wang Chao's footsteps moved casually, and his body appeared beside Asahara Nara. At the same time, he pushed with a finger, and his finger pierced his throat. The blood sprang out like an arrow.
"The same is the leader of a cult. You, the leader of truth, are much worse than the big one."
After Wang Chao wears Asahara Nara ’s throat, there is no trace of blood on his hands. He carried his hands on his back again, his coat fluttered, and he laughed and killed under the night wind, the bright moon, and the cherry trees. Chic.
"Brother Iga, both of them are dead. I have to send you on the road. But I have one thing to ask you. You are a martial artist. Unlike these two cults, you should know my horror deeply. , Actually pulled them to stop me, was it deliberate to die? "
Wang Chao looked at the only remaining heroes of Iga, carrying his hand on his back.
"Export Yunlang ’s mind is unfathomable, even my brother is very jealous of him. I brought them today because I wanted him and you to be determined, not to kill you, just to hurt you, just It ’s enough, but it ’s a pity, your power is still beyond my imagination.

The hero of Iga faced Wang Chao without any fear.
"Oh? Hurt me? That's a little hope. But it's still slim." Wang Chao said: "But you are sent to death in vain. You are sent to death in vain. I can't bear to send you on the road."
"I didn't die in vain." Iga hero said: "My brother and I have deep feelings since childhood. He is the strongest combatant in our martial arts world, but you are here now, but he does not come out to meet you. I hope my death , Can dispel the fear in his heart and stand fearlessly in front of you. "
"It turns out that way." Wang Chao nodded. "But he has a plan in his heart, and he can be tolerant, just to show his strengths. You inspire him to come out, but also to ask him to die. You shouldn't do this."
"The martial artist should not be patient. The patient is the politician. He is our first martial artist. If he still dies in your hands, he will definitely return to the arms of God. And his blood can arouse us. Thousands of martial arts teenagers. "
The hero of Iga smiled and seemed to see a beautiful scene: "How many young people in our nation who are passionate about martial arts? One million? Two million? Ten million? He will grow up, even if you can kill it I ca n’t kill all the martial artists, but I ca n’t kill so many teenagers. The martial arts have only sprouted seeds, which have developed very quickly. It ’s just that this seed lacks the power to irrigate and let our blood come to water. So that they can take root and germinate, and grow into towering trees. "
"Use your blood to water the seeds of martial arts? The spirit of a nation is really not easy to break down." Wang Chao shook his head.
"Brother Iga, you are just like Ganeji Gangtian, although you are still dead, come on, do it, before you die, show your full spirit and strength, let me take a look at your martial arts, you Bushido! "
Wang Chao looked at the hero of Iga, and took two steps back slightly, pulling away the distance, carrying his hands, and in his words, there was a lot of encouragement and appreciation.
"My martial arts, my Bushido."
The hero of Iga heard Wang Chao's words, and his spirits rose up, bowed to Wang Chao, and suddenly, pulled a virtual horse posture.
Wang Chao also raised his hands and arched his hands.
"Brother Iga, please."
A bit under the hero of Iga, he squeezed his fist with his left hand and suddenly drilled out, hitting Wang Chao's forehead.
Wang Chao flipped the flower with his left hand, sticking the drill punch of the hero of Iga, and then flicked it out, and then punched the punch with one hand, hitting firmly on the opponent's chest.
puff!
The two passed a flash of lightning, and after the hero of Iga took a punch, blood spewed out of his mouth. His eyes loosen.
Although Wang Chao is a casual punch, he has broken his five internal organs and broken the blood vessels all over his body.
This fight, there is no gorgeous move, there is no change, just a solid call. The hero of Iga was killed with a punch and fell to the ground.
"Do you use your blood to water your martial arts seeds ..." After killing the hero of Iga, Wang Chao looked at the three corpses on the ground, turned around and slowly walked out of the cherry blossom forest. A glory.
early morning…
"Master, are you going to the karate songtao pavilion today? Who was the flute last night?"
Huo Ling'er got up in the morning to wash and went out for a walk, and saw Wang Chao walking slowly in the middle of the courtyard.
"Um. Today, when you go to the Songtao Museum, you are probably going to do it. Last night, the leaders of two cults, and a martial artist, were both dead."
Wang Chaoman said casually.
Huo Ling'er nodded without asking too much. Today's Songtao Pavilion, she knows that she may also have a fierce battle.
After several people had breakfast, Wang Chao received a reply letter from the Songtao Pavilion, a large school of karate.
Reply letter only, not invitation letter.
Because this time the invitation letter was sent out by Wang Chao actively, the other party responded, which is different from the voluntary invitation of the sermon hall.
After receiving the reply letter, Wang Chao took four people and set off again. After a full five-hour drive, he came to a secluded small dojo.
Contrary to the big situation made by the sermon hall, Wang Chao and the karate genre of Songtao Hall this time communicated with a small dojo. It was very quiet. It seemed to be a silent exchange.
"Although this dojo is small, it is a sparrow that is small and full of life. It was originally created by Chuan Yueyizhen."
Came to this small dojo ~ EbookFREE.me ~ Luo Huoer looked at the three big letters on the plaque "Song Tao Hall" and introduced Wang Chao.
There was no standing person at the door of this small dojo. The door was wide open and the inside was very quiet, as if no one was there.
But as soon as Wang Chao walked in, he saw sitting in the dojo chatting with a few calm minds, but it seemed to be a generous martial arts dying.
However, Wang Chao did not notice these martial arts masters, but looked at the painting hanging on the wall of the dojo!
Hundreds of ink paintings were hung on the walls of the entire dojo. The painting was of a Chinese man wearing a black-breasted gown, not tall, with a big gun, hair tied up, and various guns.
Wang Chao saw at a glance that these were the shelves of the Eight Greatest Guns.
This Chinese seemed to be a figure from the Republic of China, and was drawn as awe-inspiring as a god. The sturdy and powerful air was transmitted from the painting, which shocked the eyes and ears of the people.
"Sword Gun Li Shuwen ..." Wang Chao picked his eyes.