Chapter 96: Budo Golden Sword Tournament

Mo undoubtedly said: "The old slave also thinks that Master Yonghu's arrival is not trivial, so I will inform the young master as soon as possible."
Yang Ling asked in a deep voice, "Did you just come or did you just receive the news?"
Mo undoubtedly said: "Just here."
Yang Ling groaned: "Master Yonghu came to Jiangnan City, but didn't notify me in advance. He didn't come to us either. This is a bit weird." He paused, and said, "Anyway, Mo Bo, you give it to me. I will prepare. I am going to visit Master Yonghu."
There was no doubt that a trace of relief flashed in his eyes, because the young master had not completely lost his reason. I also knew I had to please Master Yonghu.
You know, among the disciples of the Laoshan Neijiaguan in Yangling's line, the leaders are of the eternal generation.
Lin Wenlong, the leader of the Inner Sect, founded the Laoshan Martial Arts Hall in Southeast Asia and established a military force in Southeast Asia. Even some big figures in China are quite jealous of Lin Wenlong. Let alone Yang Ling.
What's more, Lin Wenlong's cultivation is already extraordinary and holy. That is the existence that Yang Ling would worship.
As for Shi Yonghu, Shi Yonghu is Lin Wenlong's younger brother. He is currently presiding over the Laoshan Martial Art Museum in Southeast Asia, and he is also an extremely powerful figure.
Regarding the sudden arrival of Shi Yonghu, Yang Ling did not dare to neglect the slightest.
An hour later, Yang Ling prepared a heavy gift. Then immediately drove to Jiangnan Hotel.
The night is deep and the autumn wind is bleak.
Jiangnan Hotel is brightly lit.
Yang Ling was dressed in a black tuxedo and was personable. Mo undoubtedly followed behind, holding the brocade box in his hand. The brocade box contained the authentic copybook of Song Huizong, which was extremely valuable.
Shi Yonghu likes to collect these things, so Yang Ling has to do what he likes.
The two soon arrived in front of the presidential suite where Shi Yonghu stayed.
Two black-clothed bodyguards stood in front of the suite. These two black-clothed bodyguards had dark skin and the corners of their eyes were triangular insidious. Yang Ling glanced at them and could feel their aggressive killing intent.
Obviously, these two bodyguards are real killers, not ordinary bodyguards on the market.
"I'm Yang Ling, come to see Master Yonghu, and please pass it all along." Yang Ling has always been aloof, but at the moment he seems 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 very much. When he and Mo Doudou were planning to go in, the bodyguard stopped Mo Doudou and said, "Uncle Yonghu only sees you alone. Outsiders are not allowed to enter."
Yang Ling didn't dare to get angry at all, so he took the gift and said to Mo undoubtedly: "Mo Bo, you are here for me."
Mo undoubtedly nodded.
Although he hadn't seen Shi Yonghu yet, no matter whether it was Yang Ling or doubtless, he felt the majesty of Master Yonghu in the suite.
Yang Ling entered the presidential suite under the leadership of the bodyguard.
The lighting in the suite is white and the crystal chandeliers are luxurious.
As soon as Yang Ling came in, he saw Shi Yonghu sitting on the sofa in front of the coffee table. A young man sat on the sofa opposite Shi Yonghu.
This young man is about twenty-two years old, gentle-faced, wearing a white exercise suit, and is making kung fu tea carefully.
When Yang Ling came in, the young man never raised his head.
Shi Yonghu is not a bald head. He wears a black Chinese tunic suit and looks very elegant and kind. It looks like a university professor or something.
His face was pale, holding a cup of tea in his hand, enjoying his taste.
He just sat like this, but gave Yang Ling a sense of motionlessness. At this moment, Yang Ling even felt that nothing in the world could disturb Shi Yonghu. It seems that Shi Yonghu has become an eternal existence.
This is an extremely terrifying state.
Yang Ling respectfully clasped his fists and said, "Disciple Yang Ling, pay homage to Master Uncle."
Facing Yang Ling's work, Shi Yonghu seemed to have never seen him. He drank tea and ignored it.
Yang Ling didn't dare to straighten up, he felt a subtle depression. He even felt that as long as he acted rashly at this moment, the consequences would be disastrous, and he must be careful.
In less than a moment, thin beads of sweat leaked out of Yang Ling's forehead.
After a long while, Shi Yonghu suddenly spoke up, but he faintly said to the young man opposite: "Yefeng, your tea ceremony skills have improved a lot."
Yefeng's full name is Han Yefeng, who is a close friend of Shi Yonghu, who has followed Shi Yonghu since he was ten years old. Han Yefeng's cultivation base is unpredictable, but he seems to be the most gentle, as if he will never get angry. He is cautious and not leaking. This is one of the reasons why Shi Yonghu trusted him.
At this moment, facing Shi Yonghu's praise, the cold night wind was not arrogant or impatient, smiled lightly, and said: "This is what you taught me. Making tea, like being a human being, needs to be taken seriously."
Shi Yonghu smiled slightly, then he turned his head and looked at Yang Ling faintly.
When his gaze swept over, Yang Ling immediately felt the pressure of a mountain.
"Uncle Master!" Yang Ling's face was sweaty, and he immediately said: "The disciple knows it is wrong."
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 received an amnesty. He was not afraid of Shi Yonghu's blame, but he was afraid of Shi Yonghu's indifference. At the moment, he continued to bend his body, lowered his head and said: "The disciple is incompetent, and he lost the face of the disciple of the Laoshan Neijiaguan."
Shi Yonghu snorted coldly. His snorted, like cold ice digging directly into Yang Ling's heart, making Yang Ling breathe uncomfortably instantly. Shi Yonghu said coldly: "If it weren't for your grandfather's face, you would have been expelled from Laoshan's home." He paused, and said: "A mercenary in a small area can kill Laoshan. The disciples of the Jiaguan lost their helmets and armor. Do you know that even if they are overseas, everyone is laughing at us Shaolin in private."
"The disciple is convicted!" Yang Ling hurriedly said with sincerity and fear.
Shi Yonghu continued: "This matter, even my senior brother has been alarmed. This time I come, it is the senior brother who asked me to solve this matter."
Yang Ling couldn't speak, he didn't expect that the affair between himself and Luo Jun had become so big. The current situation is so severe that he exceeds his imagination. This is no longer a personal grudge.
"The disciple is incompetent, please punish the uncle." Yang Ling asked.
Shi Yonghu said: "The face was thrown out here, Yang Ling, you don't have to ask for punishment. This time, if you can't find this face back, there will be no place for you in the Laoshan Inner House."
The Laoshan Neijiaguan is a very glorious existence. Yangling can have today, to a large extent rely on the four words of Laoshan Neijiaguan. If they were really expelled, it would be a devastating blow to Yang Ling.
Yang Ling took a deep breath and said, "Uncle Master, I know what to do."
Shi Yonghu said coldly: "Really, what are you going to do?"
Yang Ling said: "The disciple went to post to Luo Jun. If he can't find this face, he will be dead."
Shi Yonghu said: "If you lose, shall we continue to challenge the mercenary? What will outsiders think of us? Wouldn't it be said that our Laoshan inner house is incompetent and wheel tactics?"
Yang Ling couldn't help being stunned. He said, "Uncle Master, what do you mean?"
Shi Yonghu glanced at the cold night wind on the opposite side and said, "Yefeng, for you."
Han Yefeng stood up, his expression faint and gentle. "Brother Yang, you had trouble with that mercenary Luo Jun before. The grievances and grievances in it have been heard by people in the martial arts community on the mainland, including those in the overseas martial arts community. Now you go to the post. Luo Jun may not accept it. He does not accept it, and there is his reason. No one will say that he is not. Therefore, it is not advisable to post a war."
He paused and continued: "What we mean is this. We will lead many martial arts masters to hold a Wuwang Golden Sword Tournament. At that time, let Luo Jun join in, and you will join in. We hope you Being able to play the majesty of the Laoshan Neijiaguan in this Wuwang Golden Sword Competition, by the way, Luo Jun was also solved. In this way, Luo Jun died in the competition, and no one would say that we were attacking. revenge."
Yang Ling's eyes lit up, thinking that this was really a good idea. But he immediately worried: "But what if Luo Jun refuses to participate in the martial arts golden sword tournament?"
Han Yefeng said indifferently: "It's human, Brother Yang, you are such a smart person, there must be a way to get him to participate in the Golden Sword Competition."
A ray of cold light flashed in Yang Ling's eyes, and he nodded.
I have to say that the martial arts golden sword tournament is a very wonderful trick. In this competition, the Laoshan Neijiaguan is running well, and it can start the name of the Laoshan Neijiaguan, sweeping away the previous decline caused by the Luo Jun incident.
This is killing two birds with one stone.
Laoshan Neijiaguan also needs such an event to prove itself.
Earlier, Yang Ling said that he would send a post to Luo Jun. That is totally undesirable because everyone knows the life and death of Luo Jun and Tian Ren. After Luo Jun has already said that he will no longer accept wheel wars. This is what Luo Jun accounts for.
But now it's a big game, and Luo Jun can't talk about wheel wars anymore.
Of course, the first prerequisite at present is that Luo Jun has to participate in the martial arts golden sword contest. If he is not willing to participate, it is enough to cause Yang Ling's headache.
Shi Yonghu was very considerate. In order to prevent people in the martial arts circle from thinking that this incident was being manipulated by the Laoshan Neijiaguan, they have not shown up. In the next few days, Shi Yonghu used his contacts to find Dong Haiyun, the chairman of Yanjing's Wushu Association. Shi Yonghu gave Dong Haiyun a large sum of money, and gave the event funds to let Dong Haiyun organize this martial arts golden sword contest.
Dong Haiyun is very prestigious in the domestic martial arts circle, and he gladly accepted Shi Yonghu's check. On the same day, Dong Haiyun contacted several well-known domestic boxers to discuss. Finally, they each agreed to send their proud disciples to the war.
The rewards of this martial arts golden sword contest are very rich.
The final winner will also receive a golden sword of honor.
Dong Haiyun teamed up with old boxers of various factions, and the old masters organized the martial arts golden sword contest. The organizer of this event was finally set in Foshan.
After all, Foshan is the hometown of martial arts.
A hundred schools of thought contend and promote Chinese martial arts is the purpose of this competition.