Chapter 271: Beheading plan

Meng Han was surprised when he heard that Zhang Jun was a member of the Dragon Gate, "He is actually a friend of the Dragon Gate, and he has long respected the name of Longquan!"
Whether it is the Dragon Gate or the Yizi Gate, it belongs to the word gate boxing. This boxing is named after words, such as dragon boxing, electric boxing, one-word boxing, and wind boxing. The meanings of the words are used to describe the true meaning of boxing. There are a lot of scattered branches.
There have been many masters in the practice of Dragon Boxing in the Longzimen, and the practice of One-word Boxing. For example, the Meng Han in front of him is at the Dark Jin level, and Yun Chao behind him is also the peak of Ming Jin.
He said "Long Yang", but Meng Han didn't have much respectful meaning on his face. There was no master in Longzimen, let alone a reputation.
The young man named Yun Chao was different from Meng Han. There was no smile on his face and his face was cold. Even if he greeted Zhang Jun, he just nodded slightly, as if everyone in the world owed money to his family.
Of course, Zhang Jun is not as knowledgeable as this kind of people, and he still laughs and chats with Meng Han. After walking for a while, the three of them jumped on the bamboo cutting and marched towards Yuchanping.
When he saw Yuchanping, Yun Chao suddenly smiled coldly, and said proudly: "Let my martial arts friends know that Yunchao has me in every word!"
Zhang Jun shook his head slightly. There is always no lack of arrogance in this world. He thinks that the world is invincible when he practiced a little bit. He doesn't know that there are people outside the sky, and their level is nothing compared to the superior.
The plump ears of wheat always hang their heads, but the ears of husks are proud of their toes. Yun Chao obviously belongs to the latter.
Meng Han smiled "haha", patted Yun Chao's shoulder, and said, "Junior, don't underestimate your martial arts fellows. There are also masters among them. Be careful when you shoot."
Yun Chao said contemptuously: "Brother, I have been practicing hard for 15 years, so I still have this confidence."
The bamboo cutting stopped at the foot of the mountain, and a few people boarded the waterfront and walked to Yuchanping. There was a stone ladder on the shore. Several big men stood on either side of the stone ladder. They checked in detail whether those who went up the mountain had an invitation. Those who did not have an invitation were not allowed to go up the mountain. Many tourists were blocked from returning.
Zhang had posted Hong Dabao's post and successfully climbed the stone steps. It didn't take long for him to climb to Yuchanping. Many people are already walking around on Pingshang, most of them are martial arts people who come to explore the environment.
They were all mixed up on the ground in Xijiang. Many of these people knew each other and gathered in groups to chat. As soon as Meng Han came up, he met an acquaintance. He first said hello to Zhang Jun, and then ran over to reminisce with his old friend.
Among the crowd, two middle-aged men talked in a low voice. Although Zhang Jun was far away, he heard clearly.
"Brother Zhu, with the so-called martial arts conference, does the Fang family want to kill us all at once?" one person said coldly, "Even if there is a Maitreya sitting in town, everyone is a man, not just anyone can give orders. "
Another person smiled bitterly and said: "Brother Ning, it seems that your news is not well-informed. It is true that the Fang family wants to use the martial arts conference to control the martial arts people, but the most important thing is that the blood hand Maitreya will be the leader of the Xijiang martial arts."
"Leader of Martial Arts? Are you kidding me!" Brother Ning looked surprised, "Even the blood-handed Maitreya does not have this qualification, right?"
Brother Zhu nodded: "Bloodhand Maitreya does not have this qualification, after all, there is more than one master of the Dan realm in Xijiang. But if someone is willing to support him, it is not impossible."
"You mean the Fang family?"
"Not only the Fang family, but even the Blood Hand Hall is his backstage." When he said this, he lowered his voice, "You should know the background of the Blood Hand Hall, right?"
Brother Ning's face changed drastically, and he slowly nodded: "Yes, there is a giant behind the Blood Hand Hall. If it is really supported by it, Blood Hand Maitreya can indeed become the leader of Xijiang Wulin. No one dares. Oppose."
Brother Zhu: "After he becomes a leader, he is qualified to order us to do things for him. Who dares to resist? Who is the public enemy of the entire Xijiang Wulin!"
Speaking of this, Brother Zhu and Brother Ning sighed and looked helpless.
Zhang Jun was secretly shocked that the blood hand Maitreya actually played the trick of the martial arts leader, which is really arrogant! But think about it, there is the financial support of the Fang family and the military support of the Blood Hand Hall. No one dares to compete with it.
"Bloodhand Maitreya is Xijiang No.1 Tyrant. If he is not removed, the purpose of my trip will be difficult to achieve. But he is a master of the Dan realm, and I may not be able to kill him." Thinking of this, he couldn't help but feel a little anxious.
In terms of strength, he has already embraced the pill in half a step, coupled with a strong physique and Longhu Zhengang, I believe that it is not weaker than the Maitreya, but I am afraid that the chance of killing the opponent is not great, unless it is a game that hurts both sides.
After walking around on Yuchanping Ping, eavesdropping on the conversations of the crowd, and gradually deepened the understanding of this martial arts conference, a plan was gradually formed in his heart.
I was about to leave when I heard a scream. Yun Chao, who was in that character door, somehow clashed with a certain young man and was knocked to the ground with a palm of his hand. He was badly injured and blood spurted wildly. At this moment, his arrogant air disappeared, replaced by humiliation and loss.
Zhang Jun was not interested in this, and turned around decisively and walked away. He still had important things to do. When leaving Yuchanping, the guards gave him a card and told him that he could stay in any hotel in Longhushan for free with this card.
There is also a phone number on the card, he can call this number for help if he has anything.
Zhang Jun didn't use this card. He returned to the previously booked hotel after lunch. After careful consideration, he took out his notebook to log on to the Shenling platform and posted a message in the name of the leader.
His request was that Maitreya, the hand who was seriously injured in the martial arts conference tomorrow, would offer a reward of 100 contributions. One hundred contribution is one or two billion U.S. dollars. This is not a small amount. I believe people will be moved.
It took more than an hour for someone to take over the task. The other party was codenamed Guixianren. He sent a message: I took it, what should I do?
Zhang Jun: At eight o'clock tomorrow morning, we will meet at Longhu Mountain. We will tell you then.
Other party: Good!
After the deal was negotiated, Zhang Jun watched online for a while. He was worried that someone would use the gods platform to oppose him. Fortunately, no one came out to destroy his plan until the early morning, and everything went well.
The next day, Zhang Jun moved Jin on his face ### for a while, and then used his internal energy to swell and contract muscles and skin. A few minutes later, he changed into another look, with a round face and a flat nose, and his eyes were very big, completely different from the previous appearance.
There is a big thing to do today. He doesn't want to expose his identity as wealth, otherwise he will be in trouble.
At eight o'clock, a tall and thin middle-aged man entered the hotel and knocked on Zhang Jun's door.
The door opened, the two looked at each other, and Zhang Jun invited him into the room.
"My friend is from Xijiang?" Zhang Jun asked. He could see that the other party had also changed his appearance, which was not his original appearance at all.
"This is not important, you just need to tell me what to do." The other party's tone was cold.
Zhang Jun: "It's very simple. You will find a chance to challenge Maitreya the blood hand in the martial arts conference, and be sure to seriously hurt him. If you dare to come, you must have this ability?"
Middle-aged man: "We are quite strong, but if we hurt him, I will also be injured."
"Injury is enough, I will do the rest." Zhang Jun said, "After everything is done, I can heal your injury."
The other person's eyes lit up: "Do you know medical skills?"
Zhang Jun said indifferently: "I learned some medical skills from Taoist Heaven, and heal you enough."
The middle-aged man slowly nodded his head: "No wonder! It turns out that you had the inheritance of Taoists. Okay, then I will have no worries, and I can do my best!"
Since then, the two sides did not ask each other's information again, and neither of them wanted to expose too much. This was just a win-win cooperation.
After agreeing on the plan, Zhang Jun rushed to Yuchanping first. At this moment, the floor was full of seats, and there were hundreds of people sitting in the dark.
Zhang Jun looked around and saw that most of these people were Ming Jin, and even less than one-fifth of An Jin masters. As for the Huajin masters, there are even fewer. He only found five, and there were no Danjin masters.
These people are obviously not all of the martial arts in Xijiang, and there must be some people absent from today's Xijiang martial arts conference. Those who dare to be absent must have good strength, at least not afraid of the Maitreya.
Zhang Jun found an inconspicuous seat back and sat down. After a short while, he saw a group of sulky practitioners walking into the venue. They were scattered around the venue, faintly surrounding everyone.
The number of these people is about 20, and they are very strong, and most of them are dark masters. Soon after they appeared, several people climbed the mountain. One of them had a dragon-like gait. As soon as he came out, he immediately became the focus of everyone's attention.
This person is fat and fat, with a smile on his face like Maitreya. He is the Maitreya that Zhang Junjiu is waiting for. To his left is a middle-aged man, very thin, with a smile on his face.
Zhang Jun investigated the Fang family and recognized that this person was named Fang Mingxuan, the eldest son of Fang Zhonglou, the leader of the Fang family, and he himself was a figure of the dark level.
"It seems that everyone from the Fang family and the Blood Hand Hall have arrived. I don't know if there are any other masters appearing?" Thinking of this, Zhang Jun carefully observed everyone. Fortunately, apart from the Maitreya, there were no other Dan-level masters on the scene.
Ten minutes later, Fang Mingxuan boarded the high platform and said loudly: "My fellow martial artists, Fang Mingxuan, on behalf of the Fang family, thank you all for participating in this conference!"
The audience was quiet and no one applauded. They did not come here voluntarily, but didn't want to offend the blood hand Maitreya and were forced to participate.
Fang Mingxuan looked sad, and continued: "You are all the most powerful figures in the martial arts. It is a pity that the times have changed, and no matter how high the martial arts is, the status of the martial artist is deteriorating. I kept thinking while I was heartbroken. What method can improve the status of the warrior?"
"After a long time of thinking, I finally discovered that the biggest reason why the status of the martial artist has been lowered is that we have not been able to form a strong interest group. You are not only martial arts masters, but also leaders in various industries. Some of you do. Glasses, some mines, and some martial arts halls, involve all walks of life, and they are doing well. If we people unite, we will form a huge body of interest! Build a world of warriors, then there will be no People dare to look down upon the martial artist!"
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