This one is covered in mud, and when it is pulled out, it still carries water, except for the appearance of a person, it is no different from a lotus root at all.

Just when many people in the martial arts world looked at the old man in front of them with surprise on their faces, the old man who was originally dead and warped trembled after feeling the air, and then in the surprised eyes of everyone, a pile of mud mixed with lake water spit out. The old man's lungs were finally filled with air again.

I don't know how long it took, but the old man, who was almost dead, slowly recovered his cardiopulmonary function, and then, his eyes were tightly closed, and finally opened slowly again.

The old man was obviously a little dazed, his eyes were hazy, and he looked at the world and the bright sunshine stupidly.

"Is this the sun?"

Obviously, he was suppressed under the lake for a few days and nights, but looking at the old man like that, it was as if he had been suppressed from the bottom of Wuzhi Mountain for 500 years. The words are full of bitterness and vicissitudes.

Everyone didn't answer He Lanshan's question, but they all held their breath, and then asked extra cautiously, "Are you Grandmaster He?"

It's no wonder that everyone asks this, saying that martial arts masters, in the hearts of everyone, are all idol-level big names, each soaring through the clouds, standing proudly, proud of the group, that is a group of people standing at the top of this world, why do you look at it now, like a dead fish?

Everyone had to be terrified, because He Lanshan's current appearance completely broke the idol image of the martial arts master in their hearts.

"Grandmaster He?"

The old man repeated these three words gently, and the next moment, it was as if the reincarnated person had awakened the memories of his previous life.

He Lanshan's body immediately trembled violently.

He remembered, he remembered. The handsome young man who stepped into the sky, and Tang Murong who was torn in half, what was even more terrifying was the huge palm print that almost covered the entire sky.

Under that palm print, he didn't even release a single attack, he was directly slapped underground, and was strongly suppressed by Chu Yun under Xuanwu Lake.

Now He Lanshan's muscles and bones are in pain as if they are falling apart, and the dantian is almost exhausted, and he can't exert the slightest strength all over his body.

Now that the delicate figure like a demon king echoed, He Lanshan felt a tremor from the soul in his heart. He Lanshan has been in the martial arts for so many years, and he has never fought such a humiliating battle.

Before he could make a move, he was suppressed by Chu Yun under the lake. After this battle, Chu Yun undoubtedly left an indelible shadow in He Lanshan's heart.

"Excuse me, are you Grandmaster He of Helan Mountain?"

When He Lanshan was still recalling the terrible scene of the previous battle, the people around him asked him again.

He Lanshan raised his face, looked at the people around him, then grabbed a handful of soil, wiped it on his face, and then said categorically: "I am not He Lanshan. ”

"What He Lan Mountain, who is He Lan Mountain?"

"I don't know him!"

The old man shook his head, then stood up and ran away.

Paralyzed, don't you run here and be ashamed?

He is a dignified martial arts grandmaster, a strong man in the town country ranked tenth on the grandmaster list, and he was beaten into a dog by a teenager on Xuanwu Lake, and he must not be laughed to death when it is passed out.

Paralyzed, how will you mix in the martial arts world in the future?

Looking at the old man who ran away in a panic, everyone present looked at each other, you look at me, I look at you, with a confused face.

What's going on, if you don't know it, you don't know it, why did you still run away?

However, He Lanshan didn't know, even if she didn't admit that she was Grandmaster He, but don't forget, there were hundreds of spectators that day, although she was slapped to death by Chu Yun later, but a martial arts powerhouse like Du Zhong survived.

Even if He Lanshan didn't say it himself, how could they not say it?

The excavation of Xuanwu Lake lasted for several days, and then the crowd dispersed.

This time, according to statistics, a total of 183 corpses were dug up, and about one-third survived. This is equivalent to the death of more than a hundred martial arts powerhouses at once, which is undoubtedly a huge loss that is difficult to make up for in the Chinese martial arts world.

Such a large casualty, which is simply unbelievable in peacetime.

The news that more than a hundred corpses appeared in Xuanwu Lake, and it was likely that there was also the corpse of the grandmaster was like a violent wind, and it had already appeared, and it quickly swept through the entire Chinese martial arts world. Like a bomb, it exploded in the entire Chinese martial arts world.

Koto is terrified!

Jiangnan is terrified!

Jiangbei is terrified!

The northwest, southwest, northeast and other major martial arts worlds in China all shook.

The entire martial arts world was almost crazy, and the unprecedented riot almost set off a monstrous wave.

How many people can there be in the entire Huaxia martial arts world, at most a few thousand, more than a hundred died at once, what kind of concept is this. If it is converted into Huaxia people according to the proportion, Huaxia is 1.4 billion people, which is equivalent to 50 million deaths.

I'll fuck you!

Twenty or thirty million people died in World War II, but what happened on the Xuanwu Lake in Nima? Could it be that an atomic bomb could not have been planted? But if Nima had an atomic bomb, Jinling City would probably have to be gone.

So, the day after the news spread, almost all the martial artists in China rushed to Jinling City. This time, there were many more people who came than Tang Murong to fight, at least a thousand people, and almost half of the Chinese martial arts people came to this ancient capital of the Six Dynasties.

Not because of anything, just because the old man Du Zhong who was salvaged from the bottom of Xuanwu Lake lives in Jinling City Hospital. They want to know the facts, they want to hear Du Lao tell what happened on the day Tang Murong made an appointment with Mr. Jiangdong Chu on the shore of Xuanwu Lake?

Did Mr. Chu come?

Did Tang Murong become a grandmaster?

What the hell is that palm print at the bottom of the lake?

And why are you all buried under the lake?

The most important thing is that Grandmaster He Lanshan on the Grandmaster List has not been buried?

Countless questions, all kinds of questions, are haunting in the hearts of all martial arts people.

Until, a few days later, Du Zhong passed out the news through his disciples that tomorrow, in the Jinling City Gymnasium, a plenary meeting of the Chinese martial arts world will be held.

Anyone, any force, as long as you are a martial artist, can enter.

When he heard the news, the martial arts world was boiling again.

You must know that the most recent plenary meeting of the martial arts world was the pre-war mobilization before the decisive battle with Hongmen a hundred years ago. After a lapse of 100 years, the first grand plenary meeting of the martial arts world of this century was finally held again.

On that day, the wind was mild, and white clouds floated in the clear blue sky.

Thousands of martial arts people from Jiangnan, Jiangbei, Southwest and other places in China gathered here.

This is the highest-level meeting under the Grandmaster of the Martial Arts Realm, and above it is the Grandmaster-level meeting, but the Grandmaster is a minority after all, so in terms of the number of people or the scale, this meeting is incomparable.

In the Jinling Gymnasium, there was silence, everyone was sitting in their seats, their faces were solemn, quietly waiting for the appearance of Du Zhong, the death of more than a hundred people, such a big loss in the martial arts world, they needed an explanation.

Finally, an old man with a white beard and a wheelchair was pushed in from outside the gymnasium.

With the admission of Du Zhong, the anger in the gymnasium was undoubtedly dignified to an extreme.

Everyone is waiting for answers.

"Ladies and gentlemen, I am Du Zhong, the general president of the Jiangnan Provincial Warriors Association. ”

"For so many days, I have been thinking deeply, hesitating, and anxious all the time. ”

"But a few days ago, under Jinling City, on the shore of Xuanwu Lake, after all, I want to give you an explanation. ”

"Everyone should be mentally prepared, and the next thing may be beyond the limit of your psychological tolerance. ”

Du Lao paused for a moment and looked up at the crowd. In the gymnasium, the anger was a little more solemn again, no one spoke, everyone was listening intently.

"A few days ago, the head of the Tang family in Jinling, made an appointment with Mr. Chu of Jiangdong to be under the city of Jinling. ”

"On the seventh day of the war, Mr. Jiangdong Chu stepped into the sky. ”

"During the battle, we found that the head of the Tang family had indeed entered the realm of the grandmaster. ”

"Yes, I am the eleventh martial arts master of the Chinese Martial Arts Sect. ”

In the audience, there was an uproar, and many people were sighing that Tang Murong had really achieved great martial arts and entered the realm of the grandmaster, which was a great joy in my Chinese martial arts world.

But Du Zhong's next words made everyone fall from the nine heavens, like falling into an ice cellar.

"The final result of the battle, Tang Murong, the head of the Tang family, was defeated!"

"Defeated by Mr. Jiangdong Chu. ”

"On Xuanwu Lake, Mr. Jiangdong Chu"

Du Zhong paused for a moment, and then continued: "Tear !!! raw"

The room was filled with shock.