The heavens: pushing across all realms

Tan Sitong, who did not talk about politics, was still a very good friend.

He is witty in conversation and bold in nature.

Wang Wu admired Tan Sitong very much and regarded him as a confidant.

Yuan Shikai is deep-thinking and doesn't speak much. He always adds one or two sentences at key points, which makes people feel comfortable.

Feng Ji looked at this scene and sighed inwardly.

No wonder this man later became the leader of a warlord. His ability to treat people surpassed many others.

At this time, Yuan Shikai looked at Wang Wu and said with a smile: "Fifth brother, Prince Yi is an important minister and veteran of the Manchu Qing Dynasty. He has been fond of martial arts since he was a child. He specially invited martial arts masters to be teachers of guarding style boxing. The famous Siyue Middle School in the capital city , two of them are his people.”

"Every martial arts competition is a good opportunity to make a name for yourself in the martial arts world. If you, Fifth Brother, can seize this opportunity, your future will be limitless."

In his heart, Yuan Shikai actually despised a rough guy like Wang Wu, but Wang Wu was on good terms with Tan Sitong, and the reformists Tan Sitong and Kang Youwei were being favored by the emperor. Yuan Shikai wanted to curry favor with the reformers, so he treated Wang Wu differently.

In fact, Wang Wu was not qualified to come to this martial arts competition, but he got the invitation and made a favor to Wang Wu.

He also wanted to know whether Wang Wu was really as powerful as the legend said.

As for Feng Ji, he was not originally invited.

After Yuan Shikai finished speaking, Tan Sitong interjected: "Prince Yi is a veteran of the two dynasties. He is usually very conservative in his style. He has remonstrated with the Queen Mother of the West several times, saying that we are extremist and disrupt the government. Fifth Brother, if you are often with us, I am afraid you will be implicated." .”

Yuan Shikai smiled and said: "Hey, Zhuang Fei, Prince Yi has always respected martial artists the most and has always been very courteous. Besides, this martial arts competition is only a matter in the martial arts world and does not involve government affairs, so you don't have to worry too much."

He looked at Wang Wu again and said with a smile: "Fifth brother, you should just deal with other colleagues. Your strong martial arts club has not been able to open up the situation since its establishment in the capital. Isn't this a good opportunity?"

Wang Wu smiled: "I am an incompetent person and cannot open up a situation, but today is different from the past. Now that the president of our Qiangwu Association is here, it shouldn't be difficult to open up the situation, isn't it, Brother Feng?"

Feng Ji smiled and said: "Fifth brother is making fun of me, right? There are many experts in the capital. We are outsiders, so we need to be careful."

He changed his voice, looked at Yuan Shikai, and said with a smile: "I heard that Brother Yuan is about to go to Tianjin Station to train the emperor's new army. Is this possible?"

Yuan Shikai glanced at Feng Ji in surprise and said with a smile: "Yes, thanks to the emperor's wrong love, I am really scared to entrust this important task to me. By the way, I heard from the fifth brother that Brother Feng's Qiang Wuhui is quite powerful in Jinmen. ? You should take more care of Yuan then."

Feng Ji laughed: "We are all brothers. It would be too foreign to say this. When we arrive in Tianjin, if Brother Yuan has any orders, just go to the Qiangwu Association to find me."

Feng Ji's speech in the scene was smoother than him.

Yuan Shikai's eyes suddenly lit up. He was a little surprised by Feng Ji's words of intimacy. He thought to himself that this person named Feng seemed to be a better person than that Wang Wu.

Tan Sitong couldn't help but frown slightly, interrupted the two of them, and said: "Brother Yuan, the emperor attaches great importance to this new army training, so you must pay attention."

"Since the Sino-Japanese War of Sino-Japanese War, the imperial court has attached great importance to the training of the new army. The talents of the Tianjin Military Academy are also at your disposal. Don't get carried away."

Yuan Shikai looked a little embarrassed, and because of his feelings, he clasped his fists and said with a smile: "What Zhuang Fei said is true, and I am one of my own and can just say it casually."

Tan Sitong sighed in his heart and took a deep look at Feng Ji.

Does he know that the person in front of him may not be one of his own.

Feng Ji saw this and just chuckled, Tan Sitong, Tan Sitong, you and I are not from the same place, and Yuan Shikai and you are not from the same place either.

"Dong dong dong..."

Suddenly, the sound of drums sounded, and the flags were fluttering. A team of people entered the stadium and began to perform before the game.

Players entered one after another and rested nearby.

Feng Ji looked over and suddenly his eyes narrowed.

But when he saw a group of Japanese lined up on one side of the martial arts arena, he suddenly narrowed his eyes.

Wang Wu also saw the Japanese, and his face suddenly darkened.

"Why did you invite Japanese people to this martial arts competition?" Wang Wu couldn't help but ask.

Tan Sitong also looked over there, frowning slightly.

Yuan Shikai was about to explain when suddenly someone asked him. He looked up and saw that it was Prince Yi's bodyguard.

There was no time to say anything more to them, so he immediately stood up and headed over without even having time to say hello.

Tan Sitong frowned slightly when he saw this, a little dissatisfied with Yuan Shikai's flattering appearance.

But at this moment, a figure walked up behind Wang Wu and said calmly: "Big Sword Wang Wu, I didn't expect to meet again."

Wang Wu looked back and immediately raised his eyebrows: "It's you!"

Feng Ji also looked over, only to see the man behind him, with a pale face and no beard, in his early fifties, tall and thin, wearing brocade clothes.

What is striking is that this man's hands are as slender as jade and have broad joints. At first glance, he looks like a master who has been practicing kung fu for many years.

Wang Wu said to Feng Ji and Tan Sitong: "He is the magic hand Ao Bai."

"Oh? Are you the magic hand Ao Bai, one of the four mountains in the capital?" Tan Sitong was surprised, stood up and clasped his fists.

Although he is a scholar, he is also quite familiar with martial arts affairs.

Feng Ji also looked at this person and was a little disappointed.

This person's Qi and blood are indeed strong, but compared to Wang Wu, they are even inferior.

It looks like he must be practicing some kind of horizontal claw technique.

"This person is one of the Four Sacred Mountains in the capital, but his strength of energy and blood is not as good as that of Fifth Brother. It seems that the so-called Four Sacred Mountains in the capital are nothing more than that."

Feng Ji understood that his attribute points had reached a terrifying 19 points.

In this world, no one can be his opponent.

As far as the realm of martial arts is concerned, his energy-transforming skills are already at the pinnacle of this world.

Feng Ji was a little disappointed and felt a little boring.

This world seems to be a prison, restraining oneself.

He could feel that it wasn't that he couldn't continue to add more attribute points, but that somehow the world no longer allowed him to exist like this.

Ao Bai asked Wang Wu: "Are you here to participate in the martial arts competition?"

Wang Wu smiled: "See the world."

"With your ability, no one in the martial arts competition will be your opponent."

"Do you see that guy over there? Huaquan King Buting, one of the four mountains in the capital, is also the chief instructor of Prince Yi's palace."

"With his status, he also wants to participate in the martial arts competition?" Wang Wu was surprised.

The Four Mountains in the capital are quite famous, so they still need to attend such a conference?

Ao Bai sneered: "Of course not. Look at him, that's his son. In this competition, his son is the protagonist."

Wang Wu was stunned, and immediately looked at him and asked: "What about you? Are you here to participate in the competition too?"

"Hahaha, do you think I will devalue myself?" Ao Bai laughed, then suddenly his smile faded, he stared at Wang Wu and said, "Unless you are interested, have a fight with me."

Wang Wu smiled: "Then what happened to the Japanese?"

Ao Bai looked at the edge of the martial arts arena, with a hint of disgust on his face, and said, "He is a Japanese boxing master, Japanese boxing champion Sakamoto. He is the other protagonist of this martial arts competition."

"Whoever wins this martial arts competition will fight on behalf of the Prince's Palace and compete with Japan's number one boxer."

"Pfft-hahaha."

As soon as Ao Bai finished speaking, Feng Ji couldn't help laughing.

Ao Bai suddenly stared at Feng Ji with cold eyes: "Why are you laughing?"

Feng Ji said with a smile: "I laugh at the incompetence of the imperial court, and this prince is even more useless. After the defeat of the Sino-Japanese War, the imperial court ceded territory to pay compensation to the Japanese. If they cannot be defeated on the battlefield, they will have to find a place in the martial arts family."

"Tsk tsk tsk, is it interesting?"

Feng Ji's words immediately made Ao Bai's face darken.

Tan Sitong also looked gloomy, and he obviously understood the purpose of Prince Yi's move.

Ao Bai couldn't help but said: "At least defeating this Japanese martial arts master can also prove that not all incompetent people in our country are incompetent."

Feng Ji glanced at him: "Does it make sense? The national war has been defeated, but you will only find a place here. You are simply deceiving yourself and others."

"If you really have the ability, let Li Hongzhang stand tall and fight with the Japanese. Let the Queen Mother of the West stop thinking about how to celebrate her 60th birthday and think about how to govern the country well."

"They are engaging in these petty tricks to please themselves. Who can be coaxed?"

"Do you really think that by defeating this Japanese boxing champion, the shame of defeat in the Sino-Japanese War and the humiliation of signing Shimonoseki can be washed away?"

"What a joke!"

"Whitewash peace and deceive yourself and others, haha..."

Feng Ji ruthlessly exposed the true purpose of this martial arts competition.

Everyone present suddenly realized that this competition actually had such a profound meaning.

Ao Bai had to re-examine Feng Ji at this time and couldn't help but ask: "May I ask what your name is?"

Wang Wu immediately introduced: "He is the president of the Qiangwu Association, Feng Ji."

Ao Bai suddenly raised his eyebrows: "Jinmen strong martial arts meeting?"

"Exactly."

Ao Bai looked solemn: "So it was you, Lord Qin of the Jinmen Iron Sword, who was defeated by you?"

Feng Ji glanced at him: "Do you recognize him?"

"We have fought each other, and his sword is no worse than Wang Wu's."

Wang Wu smiled and didn't take it seriously.

Feng Ji just smiled: "From what I've seen, his sword is far worse than that of Fifth Brother."

"How can I see it?"

"Fifth Brother's sword cuts foreigners and cuts injustice. What does the sword named Qin count?"

Ao Bai was speechless for a moment, and finally said: "Your Excellency is very eloquent, but I wonder if your skills are really as sharp?"

"You'll know if you try it?" Feng Ji didn't tolerate him and smiled directly back.

Ao Bai also had a bad temper and immediately shouted: "Okay, why don't you and I go up and try our hand at it later?"

"Wait a moment, go up now."

"you--"

The two were at war with each other. At this time, the drumming stopped, and Prince Yi stood up and started laughing.

"Hahaha, our Qing Dynasty used martial arts to build the country and bring peace to the world. My prince has always admired martial arts, which is to carry forward the national customs, strengthen the ambition and strengthen the army, and spread the national prestige."

"Everyone here is a well-known figure in the martial arts world. Today we must seize the opportunity to show off our skills, carry forward our national essence, and let people know that our Qing Dynasty has many talented generals!"

Suddenly there was a burst of cheers, and many dignitaries and dignitaries cheered loudly.

Feng Ji was speechless. He turned to look at Wang Wu and Tan Sitong and said, "Listen, how can you say these words?"

"And I said it in front of the Japanese. I really didn't feel ashamed."

"Strong ambitions and strong troops will spread the country's prestige, hahaha, it's just ridiculous."

"Now that the Eight Kingdoms are on the side, anyone can come to the Central Plains and take a bite of it, forcing you to cede territory and pay compensation. I really don't know where his prince has the face to say these things here."

Tan Sitong's face was full of shame, and Feng Ji said he had lost all face.

Wang Wu clenched his fists, filled with anger and nowhere to vent it.

Ao Bai was proud and arrogant, but his face was red at this time, and he was obviously speechless by Feng Ji.

The key is that he is still the manager of the prince's palace!

Although Feng Ji's words were talking about Prince Yi, he was his master, which was equivalent to a slap in the face.

Ao Bai couldn't help but said angrily: "Brother, you are so brave. This is the capital city. You are not afraid of offending Prince Yi when you speak out of the blue?"

Feng Ji looked at him and asked directly: "So what if I piss you off?"

"Bold! Are you not afraid of death?"

"Hahaha...of course I'm afraid, but who can kill me?"

Feng Ji's aura suddenly emitted, and terrifying murderous intent enveloped Ao Bai.

Ao Bai's face suddenly changed. He subconsciously took a few steps back and pointed at Feng Ji: "You... you..."

Feng Ji looked at Wang Wu and said, "Fifth brother, do you want to continue watching this kind of martial arts competition?"

"Anyway, I can't stand it anymore. These officials are useless and can't defeat others in a war. They will only let us warriors perform on the stage to show off their national prestige. Hahaha, are they playing monkeys for fun?"

He stood up directly, hugged his fists, turned around and left.

To be honest, he really wanted to go up and give Prince Yi a hard time and ask him how he had the nerve to engage in such activities here.

But it is estimated that if they really do this, Wang Wu and Tan Sitong will suffer.

In fact, Feng Ji really thought about going on a killing spree here, killing these Manchu dogs, and forcing Tan Sitong and Wang Wu to follow him.

But he knew that if he really did this, the world would not tolerate him and there would be a catastrophe.

Moreover, given Tan Sitong's character, it was impossible for him to give up without seeing the outcome of the reform with his own eyes.

I'm afraid he would rather die than come back.

Feng Ji was about to leave, but Wang Wu also felt that it was boring to stay, so he simply stood up, turned to Tan Sitong and said: "Brother Tan, this martial arts competition is indeed very boring. Take my leave."

He and Feng Ji were about to leave together.

Tan Sitong sighed, feeling very bored, and stood up to leave.

Three people left at once, which immediately attracted the attention of Prince Yi on the stage.

He turned to look at Yuan Shikai who was standing aside, and asked: "Who are those people? Why are they leaving the competition just after it started? Could it be that you look down on the martial arts competition organized by this king?"

Yuan Shikai looked over hurriedly, his expression suddenly changed slightly, his brows furrowed slightly, and he secretly wondered why these people were leaving without saying hello?

The same goes for Wang Wu. I gave him a chance to perform, but why did he shrink back on the spot? Really ignorant.

He quickly said to Prince Yi: "Your Majesty, those few are reformers. I'm afraid they have to leave in an emergency."

When Prince Yi heard about the reformists, his eyes suddenly froze.

He took a closer look and saw Tan Sitong, and he sneered immediately: "He is indeed a member of the reformists. Humph, he came and left. Are you trying to undermine me?"

"Come here, ask someone to stop those people."

He gave the order, and a group of soldiers immediately came forward and stopped Feng Ji and the other three who were about to leave.

Tan Sitong's face darkened and he said, "What are you doing?"

"Your Majesty has an order not to leave the venue without permission."

Tan Sitong was furious: "When was the rule established? Why didn't it be mentioned on the invitation?"

The officers and soldiers ignored them and just blocked their way.

Feng Ji sneered: "It seems that someone is going to force us to finish watching this scene."

Wang Wu also looked ugly, but it was not easy to confront the government in public.

"Look what tricks they are playing." Wang Wu said coldly.

Feng Ji smiled: "If he wants to play, let's play with him."

After saying that, Feng Ji jumped up suddenly, as fast as lightning and thunder.

With a bang, it landed in the center of the martial arts arena.

Suddenly everyone was shocked and looked at Feng Ji.

Feng Ji stood in the center, stared at Prince Yi, and asked: "What Prince Yi just said was beautiful. I have something to ask the prince. I am standing here today and defeated this Japanese boxing champion. Is it possible that during the Sino-Japanese War? Can the shame of defeat be washed away?"

"If I defeat this Japanese devil, will the Treaty of Shimonoseki be taken back by the imperial court?"

Feng Ji's two words instantly silenced the entire audience!

Tan Sitong couldn't help but clenched his fists and shouted: "Well said!"

Everyone else marveled at Feng Ji's courage, daring to question Prince Yi here.

Wang Wu couldn't help but feel surprised, scared, happy and ashamed.

What surprised him was that Feng Ji dared to question Prince Yi in public. What he was afraid of was that Prince Yi would become angry in shame.

I am happy that my brother is really braver than me, but I am ashamed that I am not as good as a young man.

Ao Bai, the magic hand, was even more horrified. He asked himself that he had an arrogant temper and did not put anyone in his eyes, but the person in front of him had a bigger temper than him and dared to question the prince!

Yuan Shikai stood beside Prince Yi and was also frightened by Feng Ji.

How dare this person named Feng actually dare to question a powerful prince, does he want his life?

Everyone was talking and whispering, but all of them unanimously looked at Prince Yi.

At this time, everyone understood that Prince Yi was riding a tiger and it was difficult to get off. If he didn't show his attitude, he would lose face this time.

Prince Yi did not expect that Feng Ji would dare to question him in public!

His face instantly darkened, and he looked at Feng Ji coldly, as if he wanted to kill him with his eyes.

But in public, Feng Ji's question was about the issue of the Sino-Japanese War of 1894-1894 and the Treaty of Shimonoseki that people in the world were most concerned about.

If he dares to kill Feng Ji for this, he is afraid that he will be criticized by the world's scholars immediately.

After all, a few days ago, the scholars had just written a letter opposing the Treaty of Shimonoseki.

Even Li Hongzhang had to go out to avoid the limelight.

He didn't want to get into any trouble.

Just for this kid who came out of nowhere to question him like this, how can he, a dignified prince, have any face?

He immediately pointed his gaze towards Buting, the flower boxing king who is one of the four mountains in the capital.

Bu Ting understood immediately and patted his son on the shoulder.

Master Bu immediately understood, jumped up suddenly, stepped over the crowd, and leaped onto the martial arts field with excellent qinggong.

He landed on the ground, pointed at Feng Ji, and shouted: "Bold, what is your identity, do you deserve to show your teeth here?"

"You still want to fight the Japanese boxing champion? You can beat me first!"

He suddenly gave a sharp shout, and with a flash of body, he moved very fast and grabbed Feng Ji's face with his claws.

The power of his fingers breaks through the air, with a level of bright energy.

Looking at Feng Ji's eyes, he was sinister, vicious and extremely cruel!

Feng Ji had no expression on his face. He looked at this ignorant young man and only said one word.

"roll--!"

boom!

The next moment, Feng Ji suddenly punched out loudly.

In an instant, the air exploded and the air flow roared like a small storm.

Mr. Bu, who was opposite him, was pale and his face was trembling violently.

Bang!

The fist hit the palm, making a violent explosion.

There were no fractures or bursts.

A dull sound sounded, and Master Bu's entire arm was shattered to pieces!

It’s crushing in a real physical sense!

Flesh foam splashed all over the ground, like a ball of meat hitting the ground.

Master Bu's shoulder was bare and blood was spraying out.

Then his screams came out!

Everyone present stood up suddenly.

Ao Bai, the master of the magic hand, even changed his expression, and exclaimed: "An Jin? No, no, such terrifying strength is... Hua Jin!"

With the punch just now, Feng Ji directly used the energy-transforming technique, coupled with the terrifying burst of energy and blood, to instantly shatter Master Bu's entire arm into pieces and turn it into a pulp!