those years of rebirth

Kyoto City Hall.

It is a very important hall under the Taekwondo Federation of South Korea and China, and one of the largest halls in China.

The disciple who just had a conflict with Wang Hengxiao in that restaurant hurried back to the guild hall and reported the situation to their mentor, explaining that someone was coming to play.

This senior brother is the chief disciple of their coach, so he is called the senior senior brother by all the students.

"You mean, the boy who claims to be Li Jiansheng's apprentice is called Wang Hengxiao?"

Coach Hong Chao asked in a deep voice.

"Yes, coach, he said that our Kyoto Metropolitan Hall is all embroidered pillows that can only play tricks, and he can fix us all by himself, and he will come over tomorrow."

Eldest brother Zhou Qun said in a deep voice: "He also injured Bao Wenhui and was sent to the hospital just now."

Hong Chao stared at Zhou Qun fiercely, and said, "Who told you to go out and cause trouble?"

Zhou Qun was taken aback. The coaches were not like this before. They suffered a loss outside, and the coaches would first help them find the place, and then talk about the issue of responsibility.

"Coach Hong, he hit Bao Wenhui first, and I went to help, and he knocked Bao Wenhui unconscious in front of me... Then, then..."

Zhou Qun didn't continue.

Hong Chao said in a deep voice, "Then you are not opponents, are you?"

"Who is Bao Wenhui, I don't know yet? He makes troubles all day long, and usually makes troubles with some small gangsters, so I help settle it. After all, he is not a good person, but do you know who this Li Jiansheng is?"

Zhou Qun was puzzled and said, "Coach, who is Li Jiansheng?"

Hong Chao glanced at Zhou Qun and said, "Okay, I'll take care of this matter, you go to rest now, Li Jiansheng is a senior in the Chinese martial arts world, it's not something you can understand."

After speaking, Hong Chao waved Zhou Qun to leave.

Zhou Qun left with doubts and apprehensions, knowing that he might have caused a catastrophe this time.

Hong Chao, on the other hand, hurriedly left his residence and came to the highest floor of the Kyoto Metropolitan Pavilion, the owner's office. After the secretary notified, Hong Chao walked into the office.

The office is actually a practice room.

The owner of the restaurant, Yuan Shangxi, is a middle-aged man who is not tall. He is sitting on a mahogany chair. There is a set of tea sets on the tea table beside him. An ancient thread-bound book.

"Tell me, what's the matter."

Yuan Shangxi is an authentic Korean and Chinese. He was born in the headquarters of the Korean and National Taekwondo Federation. Ten years ago, he came to the capital of the land of China. representatives.

But he himself is a fan of China and China.

Yuan Shangxi himself is deeply aware of the shortcomings of Taekwondo. Compared with the extensive and profound internal boxing in the land of China, Taekwondo is not even as good as the entry-level kung fu. It only relies on positive slogans, a lot of publicity, and fancy moves. to attract ordinary people.

Over the past few years, several so-called Chinese martial arts masters came to kick the hall several times. He secretly and deliberately arranged for him to invite a few street jugglers to pretend to be martial arts masters to kick the hall, and then easily defeated the so-called martial arts masters in public. Grandmaster, in order to enhance the reputation of taekwondo.

A real martial artist, he has never come to his Kyoto gymnasium to kick the gymnasium. Two years ago, he personally visited famous martial arts gymnasiums in He, Bei, He, Nan, Shan, Xi and other places. To communicate by identity, if you haven't played against each other, it's an exchange of performance nature.

He didn't dare to fight against real martial arts masters.

Hong Chao is just an intermediate coach in the Kyoto Metropolitan Gym. There are not a hundred or eighty such coaches in the Kyoto Metropolitan Gym.Every time I come to see the owner of the museum, I am sincere and fearful. I dare not come if there is no major or important matter.

"Master Yuan, today, Zhou Qun and Bao Wenhui, the chief students under me, had a conflict with a young man. They were injured. Bao Wenhui was sent to the hospital, and he still hasn't woken up yet."

Hong Chao explained the matter first.

Yuan Shangxi doesn't like others to call him the owner of the pavilion, but likes others to call him Master Yuan, which is a name for a warrior.

"Oh? A boy? Did your students suffer?"

Yuan Shangxi said indifferently: "Then how do your students pass the promotion?"

He glanced at Hong Chao, then continued to stare at the thread-bound ancient book in his hand.

Hong Chao hurriedly continued: "Just now, Zhou Qun told me that the boy said that he would come to our Kyoto City Hall to kick the ball tomorrow."

Yuan Shangxi's expression changed a little, he looked at Hong Chao and said, "Who is he?"

Hong Chao whispered: "He claims to be Li Jiansheng's apprentice, Wang Hengxiao!"

Yuan Shangxi was shocked, calm and disappeared, sat up from the mahogany chair, hurriedly picked up the teacup and took a sip of tea to calm down the shock in his heart. After two seconds, he looked at Hong Chao and said in a deep voice: "You Are you sure that's what he said?"

Hong Chao nodded and said: "Zhou Qun said so, even if he thinks about it, he wouldn't dare to talk nonsense."

"Bullshit!"

Yuan Shangxi slapped the tea table, stood up, and said in a deep voice: "I have always said that every coach restrains his students, and don't cause trouble outside."

"Where's Zhou Qun? Call me!"

Hong Chao hurriedly agreed, and turned around to call Zhou Qun!

……………………After one hour!

Yuan Shangxi with a calm face, Hong Chao who was fidgeting a little, and Zhou Qun who was nervous came to the hall where the martial arts exchange conference was held, and asked to see Senior Li Jiansheng.

So far!

Only then did Zhou Qun realize that he was the one who really provoked someone, and he also realized that the invincible coach who praised Taekwondo on weekdays would become panic-stricken when he met a real martial arts master, and that young Wang Hengxiao was the one who defeated him. The traditional Chinese martial arts are not demonic arts.

The person in charge of the guild hall knew Li Jiansheng's phone number because it was needed for the exchange conference.

After calling Li Jiansheng.

The answer Yuan Shangxi got was only one sentence: he will handle my apprentice's affairs by himself, and I will not ask.

Yuan Shangxi's complexion was extremely ugly.

He is quite familiar with the Chinese martial arts world. He wanted to participate in the martial arts exchange conference held this time, but he was not qualified.

He knows Li Jiansheng deeply.

It was only in the last two years that Li Jiansheng lived in seclusion in the mountains before. Except for the older generation, few people knew about it.Even the old man Zhang Yicheng in those days was only known to the high-level veterans in the martial arts world, and few disciples of the younger generation knew about it.

Boom... Back at the hall, Yuan Shangxi patted his car hard, and lightly printed his handprint on it.Yuan Shangxi learned the condensed method of strength from the master who had studied boxing in the martial arts gym in the land of China in the main gymnasium of the Korean and National Taekwondo Federation. Therefore, Yuan Shangxi is one of the few second-generation disciples of the Taekwondo Federation. A master of personalization.

However, the more he practiced strength, the more he practiced internal boxing, the more Yuan Shangxi knew the horror of Chinese martial arts practiced to a high level.The Taekwondo Federation speaks very well, but compared with the Chinese martial arts world, it is still far behind. One has been passed down for thousands of years, and the other has been passed down for less than 50 years. It can be seen from the background.

Yuan Shangxi once wanted to obtain a complete internal boxing training method, but it was difficult to obtain. In this regard, Chinese martial artists are very strict in protection. They are not personal disciples and will not pass it on to others.

Even foreign disciples like Hill have inherited this point and will not reveal the secret method of the master's sect to the outside world.

"Go and call Tek."

Yuan Shangxi thought for a while, then said in a deep voice: "There is also Ruan Xinfeng, Cheng E!"

Hong Chao didn't know, so he didn't know these people.

Yuan Shangxi glanced at Hong Chao, and said: "Yesterday, Tai Ke, the champion of an underground boxing match in Europe, came to me. I have recently discovered it. There are also Ruan Xinfeng from Vietnam and South, and Cheng E from Thailand and China." ...they are all masters of murder in the ring...it is in the innermost dormitory on the third floor..."

Yuan Shangxi's eyes sparkled, and he said in a deep voice, "Just say, I agreed to their conditions!"

Hong Chao nodded, not daring to ask further questions, turned around and left.

……………… Wang Hengxiao chatted with Mitsui Ichiken and Iga Qingliu until it was dark in the afternoon before the song ended.

Mitsui Yijian and Iga Qingliu left together. Cheng Qiang originally wanted to leave alone and asked Liu Yifei and Ida to accompany Wang Hengxiao, but Wang Hengxiao refused and asked Cheng Qiang to take the two away and go back alone.

On the way back.

Wang Hengxiao walked slowly, with a calm expression, as if everything around him had nothing to do with him.

Whoosh...a scream!

The sound is only for a moment, because it is the sound of bullets.

Wang Hengxiao was still walking unhurriedly, a bullet hit the road behind him with a bang, bang... bang... bang... Then, three bullets hit the road in succession, and immediately It was ejected without touching the corner of Wang Hengxiao's clothes.

Wang Hengxiao quickened his pace a little and entered the entrance of a three-story building.

On the roof, the two white men were full of disbelief.

"Hurry up, he's coming up, those Japanese and people said, you can't contact him, his kung fu is very powerful, withdraw, Doyle..."

A tall Caucasian said to the short Caucasian in a low voice: "This time, I may have tricked us...a guy like shit..."

Doyle quickly put away the sniper rifle in his hand, and said in a deep voice: "I have a bad feeling, damn it, Falk, we dare not accept the task alone, we are here for vacation, the boss will ruthlessly clean up ours."

"Good evening, gentlemen."

Wang Hengxiao appeared at the entrance of the rooftop, walked over slowly, and said, "Who ordered you to kill me? Shangben Tiecheng, or who?"

Since leaving the clubhouse in the afternoon, Wang Hengxiao felt that someone was staring at him. Because there was no danger, he ignored it for the time being. When he just left the restaurant, Wang Hengxiao felt faint palpitations in his heart, so he asked to leave alone.

The moment the gun went off, he knew the answer.

Someone is going to kill him.

(To be continued)