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Chapter 82

Wing Chun martial arts.

Huang Zhiqiang felt the finger between his eyebrows, and a bitter smile could not help but appear on the corner of his mouth, "Master Qin, I am willing to bow down!" Although he was an open-minded person, he still felt very depressed because he couldn't get away with Qin Feng's moves.

"Master Huang has admitted, I wonder if you are interested in following me to the Xingyi Pavilion!" Qin Feng invited with sincere eyes.

"Master Qin invites you, how dare you refuse!" Huang Zhiqiang smiled loudly, walking out of the shadow of failure.

There are thirteen martial arts gyms, and the last Xingyi martial arts gym is left. As long as Cheng Feiyan from Xingyi martial arts gym is defeated together, Qin Feng's reputation in the martial arts circle of Nandu will be completely established.

Although it was only a few hours, the news that Qin Feng challenged the masters of the major martial arts gyms and won a complete victory spread like wildfire. For a while, many martial arts masters went to the Xingyi Pavilion to watch the battle.

Cheng Feiyan's name is feminine, but he is a rather sturdy bearded man with a pair of small eyes that are exquisite and energetic.

"Master, I have found out that Qin Feng is on his way to our martial arts hall!" A disciple came to report to Cheng Feiyan.

"Okay! I got it!" Cheng Feiyan nodded, and dismissed the disciple, a serious look flashed in his small eyes. He has practiced Xingyiquan for many years, especially good at tiger-shaped boxing and crane-shaped boxing. After years of research, he successfully The two sets of boxing techniques are melted together to create a double shape of a tiger and a crane, and the combat effectiveness can be said to be quite powerful.

Qin Feng didn't keep Cheng Feiyan waiting for long, and came together with a group of martial arts masters.

All of a sudden, many people in the martial arts who heard the news all cast curious eyes.

"He is Master Qin Feng? So young!"

"Even Master Huang is not his opponent. It seems that he has stepped into the dark energy. If he stepped into the dark energy at such a young age, it should not be a problem to achieve the energy in the future!"

Listening to the discussion of the crowd, Qin Feng nodded to everyone with a smile, and then his eyes fell on a big man with a beard.

"Master Cheng, come to Xiaqin Feng for advice, please enlighten me!"

As soon as they came to fight, the people who watched the battle couldn't help but be inexplicably excited.

"Master Qin, you are being polite! Please!" Cheng Feiyan said solemnly.

Under his leadership, everyone came to the martial arts arena of Xingyi Martial Arts Hall. There was a weapon rack on the edge of the martial arts arena, on which were placed spears, swords and sticks and other weapons.

When Qin Feng's eyes fell on the weapon, Cheng Feiyan's voice sounded again: "Master Qin is unparalleled in boxing, why don't we compare weapons!"

While speaking, Cheng Feiyan walked to the weapon shelf, took two sharp long knives, and with a flick of her wrist, two sheathed knives flew out, attracting bursts of applause.

Qin Feng narrowed his eyes slightly, and thought in his heart, "It is said that Cheng Feiyan is good at double form of tiger and crane. It seems that the legend is wrong. Based on his movement of shaking the sword, his sword technique may be stronger than boxing technique!"

Swords are weapons, and a warrior with a weapon is much stronger than a warrior without a weapon.

"What weapon does Master Qin use?"

"No need, I like to use fists!" Qin Feng said lightly.

"That's good! I won't be polite!"

Cheng Feiyan thought that Qin Feng was supporting him, so he was a little unhappy, and walked towards the center of the martial arts arena, standing opposite Qin Feng.

"Please!"

"Please!"

As soon as the words fell, Cheng Feiyan launched an attack first, and the two knives swung out, pouring out a bright curtain of knives in the air, and quickly enveloped Qin Feng with a chilly air.

"Good knife skills, almost water can't get in!"

The people around watching the battle couldn't help admiring, but Li Changhe, who had the best relationship with Qin Feng, was a little worried about Qin Feng, thinking that he was a little too big!
suddenly.

Qin Feng moved, and his movements were not fast. When he reached forward with his hands, they directly stretched into the saber screen. Seeing this scene, almost everyone thought that Qin Feng's hands might be crushed by the saber light.

However, that is not the case.

Because his hand actually clasped the blade precisely.

"This?"

With such a dazzling knife shadow, he was able to find the location of my knife. Cheng Feiyan was extremely shocked. However, although he was shocked, his movements did not stop. A dark energy emerged, trying to break free from the shackles and cut Qin back. Peak arms.

But what surprised him even more was that Qin Feng's hands were like two mechanical arms, tightly clasping the blade, unable to twist the blade at all.

"Let go!"

There was a cold shout, and then Cheng Feiyan was shocked, and subconsciously let go of his hands, but two huge energies came from the blade, which made him unable to hold the handle.

"Whizzing!"

Two white horses flashed past, and only heard two "puffs", and the two long knives pierced into the bluestone floor of the martial arts arena like cutting tofu, until they reached the handles.

"Sisi!"

This scene almost made everyone breathe a sigh of relief. Qin Feng's strength is too abnormal to be able to have such a strong force just by throwing it casually.

The two sabers were seized, but Cheng Feiyan still didn't give up, the tiger and the crane spread out, wandering around Qin Feng's body, waiting for the opportunity to move.

Looking at Cheng Feiyan who was walking around constantly, a slight smile appeared on the corner of Qin Feng's mouth, and the next moment, he stomped his right foot fiercely.

"boom!"

This kick was so powerful that in an instant, the entire martial arts arena shook, especially in the center. Therefore, Cheng Feiyan was greatly affected, and his walking steps were instantly chaotic.

At this moment, Qin Feng rushed out like a tiger.

quick!Almost to the extreme!
The spectators only felt a blur before Qin Feng's figure disappeared.

"Bang bang bang!"

Following a few dull sounds, Cheng Feiyan's body flew upside down, her face flushed even more, Qin Feng showed his figure again, stood with his hands behind his back, and stood on the spot.

"Master Qin is really good! I'm not your opponent!" Wei Wei was silent, Cheng Feiyan raised her fists and said to Qin Feng.

"Admit!" Qin Feng cupped his fists in return.

"Master Cheng has lost!"

"Master Qin won! His reputation today can be regarded as a complete success!"

"That's right! Thirteen martial arts masters, all of them were defeated by him! Who can beat him?"

Listening to everyone's discussion, a faint smile appeared on the corner of Qin Feng's mouth, and he looked around.

All the people he looked at subconsciously closed their mouths. Immediately, the entire martial arts field became extremely quiet, and needles could be heard.

"Everyone, I plan to hold the Nandu Martial Arts Conference in ten days. All martial artists from Nandu can come to participate!"

As soon as these words came out, except for Li Changhe, everyone else showed strange expressions, and some quick-witted people seemed to think of something, "Qin Feng is here to be the leader of the martial arts in the Southern Capital!"

Although everyone at the scene recognized Qin Feng's force, it is another matter for him to be the leader of everyone, because everyone has a more or less self-respecting mentality. All a little uncomfortable.

"I don't know why Master Qin held the martial arts conference? We must know that this is not ancient times!" After a long silence, a discordant voice finally sounded.

The person who spoke was not the owner of the thirteen martial arts gyms, but a gray-haired old man named Zhuge Feng, who was well-known in the martial arts circle of Nandu, and his cultivation had also been promoted to the late stage of Anjin.

Hearing Zhuge Feng's slightly hostile words, Qin Feng didn't change his face, and smiled, "I don't know what to call this master?"

"Below Zhuge Feng!"

"It turned out to be Master Zhuge. Now that I have said this, I will tell you my purpose. The purpose of my martial arts conference is to integrate the southern capital martial arts. As we all know, our Chinese martial arts circle has a bad habit of cherishing our brooms. Martial arts are declining more and more, and most people even doubt whether martial arts exist or not!
And look at the Taekwondo in Bangzi Country and the karate in Japan, but they are very popular. A large number of martial arts gyms have been opened all over the world, and they have earned a lot of money. The younger generation in our country only knows Taekwondo in Bangzi Country but not China. Martial arts, how sad is this? "

Having said this, Qin Feng raised his voice sharply, as if he was questioning everyone.

After a slight pause, Qin Feng continued, "The purpose of my integration is to jointly research and make progress together, and the second is to create a martial arts industry chain and promote my Chinese martial arts to the world!"

"Although the words are good, the martial arts of all sects and sects are the painstaking efforts of our ancestors, how can we spread them casually!" Zhuge Feng sneered.

"That's right! Master Zhuge is right! Why should we hand over our respective martial arts inheritances to others for nothing!"

"That's right! I also agree with Master Zhuge's words!"

Listening to everyone's objections, Qin Feng's face remained normal. When everyone had finished speaking, he said, "Everyone's words are very reasonable, and I agree with them very much. Therefore, I have a proposal here!"

For a moment, everyone's eyes were attracted by Qin Feng again, and they pretended to listen, wanting to hear what suggestions he could give.

"I plan to divide all martial arts into five levels: S, A, B, C, and D. As long as someone donates D-level martial arts, he can get 20 compensation, and if he donates C-level martial arts, he can get 50 compensation. B-level martial arts can get one million compensation, A-level martial arts can get 500 million compensation, and S-level martial arts can get tens of millions of compensation!"

Listening to Qin Feng's eloquence, most of the people's eyes lit up, revealing their excitement.

After all, now is a society ruled by law, even warriors can't act recklessly, except for some people who are doing well, most of them are not doing very well, and some of them are even quite miserable.

"Then how to judge the level of martial arts? Is it judged by Master Qin?" Someone couldn't help asking.

Qin Feng smiled. He threw out such a big bait, he was not afraid that they would not take the bait: "Of course I can't make the final decision alone! I plan to select ten existing fighters after the martial arts conference is over. Famous and powerful martial arts comrades form an evaluation team to evaluate the martial arts presented, and as long as they reach the corresponding level, they can get compensation immediately!"

Now everyone is more excited, but some people doubt whether Qin Feng can afford that much money.

"Hmph!" At this moment, Zhuge Feng let out a cold snort, "It stinks of copper!"

Facing Zhuge Feng's provocation, Qin Feng frowned slightly, and said to him, "Master Zhuge, can I ask you a few questions?"

Zhuge Feng glanced at him vigilantly, and said, "Ask!"

"Okay, may I ask Master Zhuge if he is eating?"

"Nonsense! I'm not a god!"

"Okay then, may I ask Master Zhuge to wear clothes?"

"Qin Feng, are you teasing me?" Zhuge Feng said angrily.

"Master Zhuge, don't get me wrong. I didn't mean to tease you. Let me ask you another question! Do you need money for food and clothing?"

Faintly, Zhuge Feng guessed what Qin Feng wanted to say, and didn't know how to answer it.

"Master Zhuge, please answer my question!" With a burst of shouting, Zhuge Feng subconsciously looked at Qin Feng, full of fierceness and majesty, and suddenly, trembling all over, he subconsciously said, "Yes!"

Now, Qin Feng returned to his smile, "Since clothes and food cost money, Master Zhuge has lived for decades, isn't he full of money?"

(End of this chapter)