those years of rebirth

The six sons are not Gangwu's opponents as Wang Hengxiao expected.

After all, Wang Hengxiao was one realm lower, and Wang Hengxiao was conceited that his self-created boxing technique was exquisite, but it was impossible to offset the gap of one realm, so he nodded to Liu Zi and asked him to sit beside him.

On the field!

At this time, Gang Wu was biting the bullet and wanted to proceed. He raised one palm, faced Wang Hengxiao, and said, "Benefactor Wang, we first met in Hong Kong. The first time you and I fought, I knew that the benefactor was very human." The reproduction of the Chinese martial arts myth of the mythical master may be realized on the benefactor."

"Today, the poor monk is overwhelmed, and wants to ask the benefactor for advice on two tricks, please do not hesitate to teach me!"

Wang Hengxiao sat cross-legged and stood up straight away, saying: "Since what happened back then, Shaolin and I have inevitably had a battle."

Walking down the stage slowly, Wang Hengxiao said as he walked, "However, I am a member of the Gongmen, and I put the country's affairs at the top of my list. Today I made an agreement with Shaolin."

There were hundreds of people on the field, except for more than 200 people from Shaolin, the rest were the best of each martial art school, which could represent the current Chinese martial arts world.

The more than 200 people in Shaolin are inner martial arts disciples, and each of them is a disciple of the introductory boxing method. , Bodhi Hall and other monks in total is six to seventy people.

The other more than 100 martial artists are all elite disciples sent by major martial arts schools and martial arts families to participate in the International Martial Arts Fighting Exchange Conference.

Every martial arts school knows that now is the information age. To survive, martial artists must go out and have a lot of momentum outside. International martial arts fighting competitions are a platform to spread their reputation.

Therefore, in the past three years, more and more fighters have participated in the International Martial Arts Combat Exchange Conference. From the beginning, only the Shaolin family, to now there are more than a dozen martial arts families with hundreds of people. It is considered more and more prosperous.Of course, this is also what the country is happy to see, and there is a country's promotion behind it.

These hundreds of people are all elite disciples from each martial arts school and martial arts family. They were led by their elders to gather in Shaolin, and then went to the venue where the World Fighting Martial Arts Exchange Conference was held.

This year, even one of the largest martial arts gyms in China, the disciples of the Tianhe Martial Arts Academy, led by the descendants of the Sun family, can be said to be very honorable to Shaolin.But Shaolin is also facing its own test, that is Wang Hengxiao.

For three years, Wang Hengxiao, who had been in the northwest, suddenly came to Shaolin.

Shaolin was caught off guard.

at this time!

What Wang Hengxiao said shocked Shaolin and the surrounding warriors, because Wang Hengxiao showed his identity as a member of the Gongmen. Shaolin must meet Wang Hengxiao's request.

"Don't say that I overwhelm others with power."

Wang Hengxiao said slowly: "Shaolin is a holy land of martial arts that has been passed down for thousands of years. There is a good talk about Shaolin's martial arts. Today, someone in Shaolin can take a punch from me. I, Wang Hengxiao, promise not to trouble Shaolin in the future." , My master’s affairs are written off.”

All the disciples in Shaolin dare not speak out.

Master Shi Chan has already died in your hands, and you are still holding on to your master's death?Did Master Shi Chan die in vain?

"Benefactor, how did my great uncle Master Shichan pass away?"

Gang Wu was straightforward, and couldn't help shouting: "Our Shaolin is responsible for Senior Li's death, but my uncle Shi Chan Master has already paid the price for it."

"The donor must not be aggressive."

Wang Hengxiao looked at Gang Wu and said, "Master Shi Chan passed away. I'm sorry. I just want to say that Master Shi Chan was overestimating his abilities."

As soon as Wang Hengxiao said this, there was an uproar at the scene.

It is openly said that Master Shi Chan overestimated his strength to withstand Wang Hengxiao's fist strength, which can be said to be a direct blow to Shaolin's face.

Even Abbot Shi Xin, who had been sitting still, lowered his head, turned the beads in his hand, and said in a low voice, "Amitabha!"

Wang Hengxiao ignored the uproar at the scene, came to Gangwu, and said calmly: "If no one can take my punch, then Shaolin will make a deal with me."

"All those present are the inheritors of Chinese martial arts, and they are all witnesses."

"Also ask the abbot to give me an answer."

Gang Wu stared at Wang Hengxiao firmly, and said in a deep voice: "The benefactor persecutes me in Shaolin, isn't he afraid of retribution from the Buddha in the future?"

Wang Hengxiao said calmly: "I am fighting for my own ideals. If you need Buddhist beads, you can come to me. Master Gangwu, can you give me a punch?"

Wang Hengxiao stood in the middle, looking at more than 200 people in Shaolin.

All the Shaolin disciples wanted to rush down angrily and smash Wang Hengxiao's body into thousands of pieces. Several eminent monks looked at Wang Hengxiao with some dissatisfaction. They were too arrogant in Shaolin's territory.

In the thousands of years of Shaolin's history, it is rare to meet such an arrogant kicker.

"Amitabha……"

Abbot Shi Xin stood up, clasped his hands together, and said: "This is the karma between Shaolin and the benefactor, just follow the benefactor's wishes. I hope the benefactor will not be blinded by hatred and go astray."

Wang Hengxiao smiled and said, "Master, don't worry, I know exactly what I'm doing."

"Since the benefactor is so confident, then Gangwu, you should compete with the benefactor."

Shi Xin sat down again and shouted at Gang Wu.

Gang Wu nodded, turned around, and said to Wang Hengxiao, "Please benefactor."

Wang Hengxiao clasped his fists and said: "I learned boxing from my master when I was six years old, and now I have achieved a little success in ten years. I have created my own set of boxing techniques, and I ask the master to teach me."

Gang Wu Xindao sure enough, the routine of the six sons just now is different from any boxing technique, it is powerful and domineering to the extreme, this is a very aggressive boxing technique, he clasped his hands together, and said: "The poor monk admires, I can learn the boxing technique created by the benefactor, even if The poor monk lost, and he has no regrets, please benefactor."

Wang Hengxiao took a step back and said, "Master, invite you first."

Gang Wu said in a deep voice: "Okay, then the poor monk will make the move first, the benefactor must not remember the agreement he made, if the poor monk can take the benefactor's punch, the grievances between the benefactor and me in Shaolin will be wiped out."

Wang Hengxiao said with a smile: "It's natural, I, Wang Hengxiao, always keep my word when I speak."

Gang Wu nodded, took two deep breaths, adjusted the breath in his body, and let the circulation of Qi and blood return to the peak state completely under his control.

Wang Hengxiao just stood still, watching Gangwu adjust his breath and blood.

"Benefactor, I'm going to punch."

Gang Wu kindly reminded him, because Wang Hengxiao didn't show the slightest warning on his body, even if he attacked an unsuspecting opponent, he would be invincible.

Wang Hengxiao nodded, indicating that he knew.

Gang Wu let out a low voice, raising his aura. Warriors have the habit of shouting loudly, which can improve their aura. At critical moments, it may even affect the opponent's aura and boxing skills. There are even some special ones. Sound attack methods, such as Shaolin's lion's roar and so on.

Gangwu's one-finger Zen is extremely lethal, capable of piercing through an inch-thick steel plate. Facing Wang Hengxiao at this time, he will use his strongest strength.

Stepping forward in two steps, the foot is stable, and the feet are almost rooted in the ground. With this as the backing, one finger stretches out!

Boom...... The air in front of Gangwu boiled instantly, condensed on his fingertips, turned into extremely sharp aura, punched directly towards Wang Hengxiao's brow.

This finger is the pinnacle of the essence of Gangwu's lifelong martial arts!

When I played against Liu Zi, I didn't use them.

Wang Hengxiao could feel the frenzied beating between his eyebrows, which was a dangerous feeling. When Gangwu's fingertips were less than a foot away from Wang Hengxiao's eyebrows, and Wang Hengxiao's hair was flying when his qi had been suppressed, Wang Hengxiao suddenly came out. Punch!

Boom...... This punch is as fast as lightning.

There were hundreds of martial arts masters in the audience, but only a few of them saw clearly the momentum of this punch.

He just stretched out his hand and punched, so close that the line of sight couldn't catch it, and the low-level warriors didn't see it clearly. They only saw Gang Wu approaching Wang Hengxiao. When he was about to hit, he suddenly flew out at a faster speed.

Huhuhu...... Gangwu flew upside down, bringing up a whirlwind, the dust on the ground was blown up, and a clear trace was drawn, extending to 20 meters away.

Bang... Gang Wu fell to the ground and tried to stand up, but couldn't help but rolled seven or eight meters on the ground before stopping, lying on the ground but unable to move.

In the eyes, there is only horror.

Gang Wu deeply knew how fast and powerful that punch was at that moment!

At this time, the muscles and bones all over his body were still sore, his blood completely lost control, and he lost control of his body.

He lost!

Gang Wu knew very well that if Wang Hengxiao wanted to kill him, this punch would be enough to directly shatter his bones, muscles, and heart... "I lost!"

Gangwu opened his mouth with difficulty, said these three words, and then passed out.

Several Arhat Hall disciples hurried forward to carry Gangwu down. The two monks with white eyebrows went up to check and found that the breathing was calm and not life-threatening, but fainted due to the collapse of Qi and blood from the shock. relieved.

Arhat Hall, Dharma Hall, Bodhi Hall, and Discipline Hall's master monks all looked at Wang Hengxiao in disbelief. Gangwu has entered the realm of punching like a fist for more than two years. There are countless strong ones.

The first seat in Arhat Hall couldn't hold Wang Hengxiao's punch!

How powerful was that punch?

Zen Master Zhizhi and others sighed in a low voice, and the host Shixin also proclaimed the Buddha's name in a low voice, knowing that this time there is a high probability of losing, no one would have thought that after three years, this apprentice of Li Jiansheng could be so strong the point.

When Shi Chan was dying, he said that this son was No. 1 in the world, and it seems that what he said was true.

Grandpa Sun clapped his palms and murmured: "The boxing technique created by myself is really a boxing technique created by myself. It is extremely powerful and domineering. It is a vigorous line. After all, it is a young man who is too rigid and easy to break. But it is because He is a young man, he will be limitless in the future, and he can perfect his boxing skills infinitely."

"The mythical age of Chinese martial arts is coming. I wonder if it can surpass the mythical age led by the three great mythological masters a hundred years ago?" (To be continued)