Chapter Ninety-Seven: The Essence of the South Gate

Huo Zhen was killed by a punch!

This news swept through the entire Chinese martial arts world like a hurricane, and spread to the entire Chinese world at an extremely fast speed.

As a martial arts master who has been powerful at home and abroad for decades, Huo Zhen has the name of the first grandmaster in the overseas Chinese community and enjoys a high reputation throughout the world. It is really shocking that such a martial arts real person was killed in a duel and was defeated by the opponent's punch.

Yanjing, Donghai, Lingnan, Southeast Asia, and Beinada, as long as it is a warrior, they are all trembling.

They remember one name deeply:

"Jiangcheng Chen Mo!"

The youngest martial arts real person in the world, and some people even say that Chen Mo has stepped into the human fairyland! However, this news is not recognized by most people, but Chen Mo may be the strongest among the real people in the world, but no one refutes it, even Pei Donglai is not as dazzling as Chen Mo.

Even the martial arts circles of the Wa Kingdom, the Goryeo Kingdom, and other countries have also heard of this newly rising super powerhouse in China.

Nanmen urgently convened a meeting to recall the innate warriors scattered around the world to discuss the follow-up impact of Huo Zhen's death, Huo Zhen is the first real person in Nanmen, and he is the soul of Nanmen.

Fortunately, Huo Zhen still has a disciple who has stepped into the realm of real people, and he can stabilize the current situation, otherwise the entire South Gate, in this time, may suffer heavy losses, and there are not a few evil sects in the South Gate over the years.

Eight-pole Gate ancestral land.

Many high-level officials of the Eight Poles Gate gathered here, and everyone never spoke again since receiving the news.

The lean old man sitting at the top, Bo Hong, the master with the highest rank in the Eight Poles Sect, said:

"I underestimated Chen Mo's ability, I didn't expect him to be so strong. ”

Zhen Deqiang, Zhen Demeng and others all sat in the hall, no one dared to speak, and all of them were as quiet as ashes.

This news was indeed too shocking, Chen Mo fought Huo Zhen on Yaowang Lake, and the two showed a strength that completely surpassed ordinary real people, almost blowing half of Yaowang Lake away, and finally ended in Huo Zhen's defeat with one punch.

"I'm afraid that after twenty years of giving to my little uncle, I can't help Chen Mo. Zhen De sighed fiercely.

The man in black was still aching in his chest, it was a disciple of Huo Zhen, the injury hit by a straight punch, and it was still not healed. At that time, I made an appointment to fight in the Chinese martial arts world and stepped on the mountain gate of Bajiquan.

As the leader of the Eight Poles, even if the injury is not good, he has to go up, and he can't let the eighty-year-old master Bo Phi go into battle, so won't the Baji Boxing be ridiculed and have no successor?

It's just that the opponent's martial arts cultivation is completely beyond his imagination, without any fancy fancy, just a simple punch, a kick, and an elbow, which is as concise and sharp as Muay Thai, and it is the most intuitive killing technique. With a thousand catties of huge force, you can open mountains and split stones, smash walls, and break steel pillars with feet, and the power is endless.

Three moves, it only took three moves to defeat, and now even the other party's teacher Huo Zhen was defeated in the hands of Chen Mo, and the Baji Gate couldn't raise the slightest idea of revenge.

Zhen Deqiang lowered his head, with a hint of despair in his eyes.

When your opponent is one point better than you, you want to catch up with him. But when he is thousands of feet taller than you, you can only look up and sigh.

"Deqiang... Ay. The old man on the first seat shook his head.

Everyone sighed in unison, the sudden disappearance of the little uncle made the Baji One Vein lose its pillars, and fell into a level of decadence and difficulty, otherwise how could he be bullied to the mountain gate.

"That's it, after today, I will see him Chen Mo from now on, and I should give in three points. The previous grievances were written off and never mentioned again. The lean old man patted the table.

"Yes, Master!" everyone bowed in unison, sadly.

The Baji Gate can only knock out its teeth and swallow it in its stomach, but if this is not the case, who will face the edge of that demon god-like Chen Mo? In the martial arts world, the strong have always been respected, and their skills are not as good as others, so they can only bow to the wind!

And Chu Yan stood there vividly, still unable to believe it in his eyes, how could that ordinary looking young man become the strongest in the world, and maybe even the first real person in China?

Not only in the Baji Gate, but also in the King Kong Temple, in the Xingyi Gate, in the Flying Knife Gate, countless sects that have observed or heard of it, although the dialogue is different, but the core point of the meeting is:

"Never provoke Chen Mo again!"

Chen Mo was dissatisfied with the year of his establishment, and he was powerful in the world!

..........

A small island in the Pacific Ocean, the South Gate.

"Hula!"

A luxury business jet was parked on the island's runway.

Priced at more than $80 million, the aircraft is extremely luxurious and can seat 12 people. Considered the most luxurious private jet in the world.

The hatch opened, and a handsome man with blond hair stepped out of the plane. His eyes seemed to be shining with lightning, like a thundercloud storm, making people dare not look directly.

Behind the blonde man, followed by a slew of men and women, each dressed in a formal uniform. The man is tall and burly, with a fierce breath and bright eyes, like a master. The women are beauties from different races, including Asian, European, and African, a total of seven people, each of whom is extremely beautiful, tall and hot, wearing black-framed glasses, stockings and skirts, and a professional secretary.

The blonde man led them out of the airport on their toes, and everyone they met along the way bowed their heads in greeting.

"The helmsman of Western Europe, 'Thor' Thor, may not return to the sect once a year, even he is here, it seems that something really happened this time. Standing around the airport, a few guards discussed.

"Hehe, Thor is really as lustful as rumored, his secretaries are said to be top beauties from various prestigious universities in the world, not only amazing, but also extremely high IQ, and even has a noble daughter. I heard that he takes these secretaries with him wherever he goes, do you say that every night...", one of the big black men licked his tongue and laughed obscenely.

"Shut up, Syr, do you want to kill us all? Thor hates what people talk about his secretary the most. Another white man with muscles in his body reprimanded him, who was the captain of the guard squad. "The last person to talk like this has been coke by him with electric whipping. ”

Sirte was immediately like a duck choked by the neck, and did not dare to squeak.

"The helmsman of Western Europe, the helmsman of East Asia, the helmsman of the Middle East, the helmsman of the north and the south..."The oldest Asian man frowned deeply and said: "Except for the year-end party, what is the big thing that wants to recall these helmsmen? Could it be that as the news said, Master Huo Zhen is dead..."

As soon as he said this, the audience fell silent.

"Impossible, Master Huo Zhen is the deputy leader of our South Gate, and he is still the most powerful man in our South Gate, who can kill him?"

"Yes, among the several masters in my South Gate, Master Huo Zhen is the strongest, he is guarding the Sino-Russian border, even the Russian mafia does not dare to invade, and he contributes more than 5 billion US dollars in profits to the sect every year. ”

"But if it's not Huo Zhen dead, how could the headquarters urgently recall the helmsmen from all over the place?"

Although everyone said it, there was deep worry in their eyes.

As soon as Huo Zhen died, the entire South Gate would be shaken, all major interests would need to be adjusted, and even whether the Sino-Russian border could be held was a difficult problem.

.....

In the middle of the island, there is a mountain several hundred meters high.

The South Gate hollowed out the entire mountain to create an impregnable underground base that was strong enough to resist even a nuclear siege, and maintained a heavily armed force of thousands on the island, equipped with the latest weapons, comparable to that of some national armies.

This is the international sect, the foundation of the South Gate, which can almost compete with a small country.

At this time, a meeting was being held in the core conference room of the underground base.

The door of the conference room opened, and the blonde man walked in with a group of beautiful women, and an old man in a Tang costume who sat at the top frowned and said, "Thor, you're late again."

"Oh, boss, don't blame me, you know, I just got into a fight with the mafia guys before I flew over. Thor sat down in his place. Behind him, a southern European female secretary wearing high heels, brown hair, and a bumpy figure stepped forward to pour him a glass of red wine.

Thor took the red wine, didn't drink it, shook it slightly, and swept his eyes towards everyone.

Although there were many people in the conference room, all of them were restrained, and only seven people were sitting, and each of these seven seats was the helmsman, a total of six men and one woman, and Huo Zhen's position had been replaced by Qin Shuang.

The seven of them all have strong breaths and different skin colors, including Asian, white, and black.

Nanmen is an international sect that has completely transcended the boundaries of the Chinese. The seven are as hot as a flame, as deep as the sea, and as firm as a rock, and they are not inferior to the real martial arts in any way.

Only the old man in Tang costume sitting at the top was loose, and if you look closely, you will find that it is an ordinary person.

But he sat there, in control of the room, and no one questioned it.

Because he is the leader of the South Gate!

"Is the situation unstable over there again?" The old man in Tang costume frowned slightly, but quickly relaxed: "Don't care about those things, it's just a small trouble, Senior Brother Huo died in battle, and Russia is the real problem." ”

"Huo Zhen is really dead?" asked a beautiful woman wearing a red robe, with a high slit on her clothes, revealing her snow-white long legs, her body was unusually hot, and her appearance looked like she was thirty or forty years old, with long burgundy hair, and extremely sexy temptation.

The woman's name was Hela, and she was the helmsman of the South Gate in Northern Europe.

She is also the only woman among the seven helmsmen. Don't look at her sexy and seductive, she is only in her thirties, and her actual age is over fifty. In the international underworld, there is the name of 'Scarlet Witch', and the man who died in her bed, I don't know how many.

Legend has it that she was able to control the flames and unleash a vast tornado of flames.

"I personally came back with Master's body. Qin Shuang's face was full of frost and said coldly.

"I still can't believe it, Huo Zhen is the strongest person in my South Gate, if you want to kill him, you have to use at least three or five powerful awakened people, which is what you call a real person. ”