Chapter 704: The conference begins

The 704th chapter conference begins
Yang Tianji glanced at the six people and said, "Tomorrow's martial arts conference, you will act according to your plan." Then he looked at Liu Yang, "You can find a way to divert the little dragon girl away."
Liu Yang nodded: "No problem. Now His Royal Highness has already stepped into his supernatural powers. Killing Zhang is not a problem, but you must be careful of the magic weapon in his hand. Zhang Jun has a sword pill in his hand. Once activated, it will be extremely powerful."
Yang Tianji sneered. He took out a wooden sword box, the form was extremely ancient. After opening it, there was an ancient pine-grain sword with a simple blade and a black body.
"This Ruyi Sword is a magic weapon handed down from the Yang family. I drive it with Ruyi magical powers. Even if I face the characters of the return to the real world, I am not afraid. What is a Zhang Jun? I also know that the sword pill is the ancient Shushan sword He couldn't move the relic at all. Even if the little dragon girl urged the sword pill to exhaustion, she would never use it easily."
Liu Yang was moved by it and stared at Ruyi Sword: "It is said that the divine power of the Holy Lord is derived from this Ruyi sword. It can be seen that its power must be very strong. This time Zhang Jun will undoubtedly die."
Yang Tianji's gaze fell on the six indifferent people, and said: "You six are the holy master's guards, powerful ninth-level gods, and hope they won't let me down."
A ninth-level said indifferently: "His Royal Highness, give us the three blood races around Zhang Jun."
Yang Tianji nodded in satisfaction: "Very good! What Zhang Jun relies on is nothing more than Xiaolongnu and the three dukes. As long as they hold these three, he is not afraid."
On the second day, the martial arts conference was finally held as scheduled, and martial arts heroes from all over the country, representatives of hundreds of forces, large and small, gathered here, looking overwhelmed from a distance. Everyone basically sat near the tent, drinking tea and chatting in groups.
Among these people, there are seven people standing in one place from a distance, looking very uncomfortable. If someone hears their conversation, they will find that they are all Japanese. All of these seven people are extraordinary, they are uninvited, don't want to be uninvited guests.
Seven Japanese people, headed by the middle man. This person is in his forties and is not tall, about 1.6 meters. He looked very thin, his eyes were cold and gloomy, and he calmly scanned the martial arts on the court.
He hummed heavily, and said to the people around him: "The Chinese man really disappointed me. Looking around, no one is my enemy."
The six followers behind this person are all young people. One of them respectfully said: "The teacher is already a peerless figure with half of his feet in the holy realm, and he is also top-notch in Shintoism. These fragile and Shina people are naturally not rivals. They are not qualified to compare with teachers at all."
The middle-aged man smiled slightly: "From today onwards, the Chinese people will know my name, Abe Phaeton!"
One of his students proudly said: "When the person named Zhang Jun becomes the leader of the martial arts, the teacher will kill him with a sword, so that he can become the leader of the martial arts of the Chinese."
The middle-aged man laughed "haha", which caused some nearby martial artists to look sideways, thinking that this guy is crazy?
At nine o'clock in the morning, everyone had already eaten, and Zhang Jun changed into practice clothes that he didn't wear much and appeared on the high platform. All the heroes have gathered in the audience to see his different expressions, including worship, contempt, hatred, and indifference.
With a calm expression on his face, he stood with a smile. Gradually, the audience fell silent, and finally there was no sound. He glanced at the crowd and said, "Dear fellows come from all over the country, from all over the country, some are famous martial arts tycoons, and some are unknown masters who live in Quanlin. It is a great honor for you to give me face and participate in this national martial arts conference. Express gratitude."
He paused for a while, and continued: "The purpose of my convening the conference is to exchange more exchanges among the major martial arts schools, to make progress together and prosper together.
He didn't finish speaking, and several sneers came from the crowd. Zhang Jun calmly looked at the laughing people, and said, "These friends seem to be full of faces, I don't know why they are laughing?"
A middle-aged middle-aged man stood up with a very steady pace. He slid gently, then jumped onto the stage, holding his arms proudly: "I am Yanghou, when I received your martial arts invitation, I wondered what is this'Zhang Jun'? The martial arts conference will be held."
"What then?" Zhang Jun asked calmly without getting angry.
"So I accepted the invitation in order to come over and see you." After saying that he shook his head and sighed, "You disappointed me too much. I thought you would be a great person, at least better than me, Yanghou. . But I never thought that the man who wanted to be the leader of the martial arts in the world was a young boy who had not lost all his lanugo."
After he finished speaking, he laughed loudly and loudly. Unfortunately, no one was laughing with him, and even everyone looked at him with a pity. There is a class of people in the world called the frogs at the bottom of the well with limited horizons. This Yanghou belongs to this category.
Among the crowd, a thirteen or fourteen-year-old boy asked his elder strangely: "Teacher, why don't everyone laugh?"
The teenager's teacher is very old, in his seventies, but he is still energetic. He sighed and said, "This Yanghou, I know, a martial artist in a town in Nanhai Province. This man has poor qualifications, but he is very hardworking in cultivation. , So he can have the cultivation base of the current peak of An Jin."
"But after all, he is just a person from a small town. I don't know that there is something more powerful than An Jin and Hua Jin in this world. He probably thought that Zhang Jun on the stage was not even An Jin, so he said so. raving."
The boy was surprised: "He is so inexperienced and so weak, why is he still invited?"
"That's because the Yang Family's Sun-Fighting is very special, it is a very representative type of boxing, which may be the reason why he was invited." The teacher smiled bitterly, "I really don't know how he will end up."
Zhang Jun didn't say anything, because his disciple Bai Xuan jumped onto the stage. Bai Xuan said to Yanghou politely: "I am one of Master's disciples, and my cultivation level is not very good. I dare to ask Master Yang's boxing skills."
Although Yanghou felt that things were a little weird, he still took a step forward and shouted: "Come on, I'll hit the old one!"
Bai Xuan didn't move, but released his true power. He left the pass four days ago, and his cultivation has reached the 9th level of true power. At this moment, facing a person of dark power level, he doesn't need to do anything. The real force field instantly enveloped Yanghou, and the boxer, who was arrogant before, suddenly trembled, and his face showed terror.
His crotch was wet, and the urine kept running down the corners of his pants. Under the real power, the pressure of the powerful spirit forced him to feel terrified, and he was directly scared to pee.
Bai Xuan was able to stop, and immediately received his true power, and bowed slightly: "Accepted."
There was an uproar in the audience, some people laughed at Yanghou, while more people were shocked. This young man is Zhang Jun’s apprentice and he is already so tyrannical, what about Zhang Jun himself? What level has he reached?
Yanghou was ashamed and embarrassed. He finally understood why everyone in the audience had that kind of reaction. He blushed and jumped off the stage without saying a word. Today is a shame!
An episode has passed, and everyone's mood is different. But those martial arts figures who wanted to become famous by challenging Zhang Jun gave up their plans.
Zhang Jun smiled slightly and said plainly, "I summon everyone to ask, can I be the leader of the world's martial arts?"
Am I worth it?
This sentence is full of self-confidence, and the tone is flat but domineering, which shocked everyone.
"If you can be the leader of the martial arts, I can also be." The figure flashed on the stage, and a young man appeared. The young man wore a piece of sportswear and looked like a college student at school. He stared at Zhang Jun, his eyes full of fighting spirit, and he wanted to challenge him.
Zhang Jun smiled slightly, he took a look at the other party, and said, "Zhen Power Sixth Layer, you are not my opponent."
"That's not necessarily." The young man raised his eyebrows and opened his mouth to swallow a pill. When the medicine pill entered his abdomen, his whole body suddenly lit up with a purple light, and his momentum suddenly became unfathomable.
Someone in the audience was moved and shouted: "It's actually a Celestial Pill!"
"What is the Celestial Pill?" someone asked strangely.
"A kind of heaven-defying pill. It is said that even if ordinary people take it, it can have strong combat power in a short period of time, as if the gods descended from the earth. However, this kind of pill is very few in the world and has great side effects, so very few people take it. it."
Zhang Jun sighed and looked at each other with a compassionate look: "Why? After the effect of the medicine, your body will suffer great damage, and even I can't save you."
"Remember, my name is Wei Kun! Take the move!" The young man shouted, the purple light soared, and rushed to Zhang Jun fiercely.
Someone in the audience whispered: "Strange, this Wei Kun should belong to the Wei family. The Wei family was destroyed long ago. Where did he find the Heavenly God Pill for a young man without a backstage?"
Someone sneered after hearing this: "He is just a pawn. Some people want to deal with Zhang Jun but don't want to come forward, so it's vicious to push him out!"
The person in front nodded repeatedly: "Yes, Zhang Jun destroyed the Wei family. This kind of hatred is as big as the sky. It is Wei Kun who will do the same for me. He has left life and death behind."
Wei Kun's speed is very fast, his fists are like mountains and his steps are like charm. It is a pity that even with the role of the Heavenly God Pill, he can only increase his combat power to the level of a second-level god, and he is still not Zhang Jun's opponent.
Zhang Jun's evasive movement was quick, shaking his body a few times, and suddenly he came to the back of Wei Kun, and then took a palm.
"boom!"
After only a few face-to-faces, Wei Kun was blown off, flying far away like a scarecrow. In midair, the purple light on his body dissipated, and a mouthful of black blood spurted out. He slammed heavily on the ground, no one helped him, no one paid any attention, he was convulsed, and black blood was flowing out of the seven holes.
Zhang Jun broke the power of the Celestial Pill with one palm, and Wei Kun was beaten back to his original form. It's a pity that the Heavenly God Pill caused irreparable damage to his body. His body twitched a few times, and he was breathless.
Someone in the audience shouted angrily: "Just kill anyone, you are not qualified to be the leader of the martial arts!"
Zhang Jun's heart sank. When Wei Kun came up, he felt that something was not right. This is indeed a plan set up by a caring person, and it is a series of links. He glanced at the yelling people, and said coldly: "What he was eating was Heavenly God Pill just now. This kind of pill makes a person's strength soar, but the damage to the body is extremely fierce. After taking it, he will definitely die, so his death has nothing to do with me!"
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