The Winner is King 402 Drives the Tiger and Eats the Wolf (II)

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The young generation of the Su family and the Yang family competed, because of Yang Hong's propaganda, everyone who had a little status knew it. ●⌒

Ten o'clock in the morning is the best time of the day, neither early nor late.

In winter, a round of bright sun hung obliquely in the sky, exuding a slight warmth, and the cold air flowed through the lungs, and everyone felt that it was a good weather.

The Beijing Special Affairs Bureau is located outside Chaoyang Gate, at the foot of Chaoyang Mountain.

It has inherited the architectural characteristics of the early years of the founding of the People's Republic of China, and decades have passed, and it has not changed at all, and it has been repaired every year, but it is not so dilapidated.

The building complex of the Special Affairs Bureau lingers with a faint trace of history, and a whole area of dozens of acres of scattered houses is paved at the foot of Chaoyang Mountain, surrounded by mountains and rivers, and occasionally there are thick and hugging trees.

Because it represents the face of the official organization, the main entrance of the Secret Service Bureau is wide enough to accommodate four small cars entering at the same time.

The ground is paved with large blue and white ashlar stones, and the surface of the stone has fine lines, which can be non-slip on rainy days, and there is some tenacious green in the cracks of the stones.

After passing through the gate, two stone lions, entering it, you will see a huge eagle carved on the edge of the pond not far away.

is about to rise with sharp eyes.

This is on behalf of the Special Affairs Bureau to supervise the world and deal with lawless matters.

Turning the statue, there is a vast field at the east end.

Two rows of low trees are neatly arranged, but in the middle of the site there is a one-man high stone platform, all made of large blocks of granite, on which there are faint traces of years of wind and rain.

I heard that this is the martial arts platform of the Chinese Guoshu Museum in the past.

If there are fellow people in the rivers and lakes who don't like each other, and they don't want to assassinate and sneak attack in private, they will come to the stage to talk about it.

Later, not only some competitive and reckless warriors would come to the stage to speak, even if they were martial arts masters with a very high status, if they wanted to solve personal grievances, they would invite guests and friends from all sides, invite celebrities to witness, and decide in a battle.

Slip around on the competition platform, don't ask about the past, and have their own destiny.

Who is right and wrong, the strong is king.

If anyone is entangled, there will naturally be celebrities from all sides intervening, and the consequences will make the cost of the person who repents infinitely huge.

There are many such things, and the martial arts platform will become famous, and ordinary people will not come to the martial arts competition of the special affairs bureau to settle grievances.

Moreover, if the identity is not at that point, he is not qualified to come here to compete.

Because of the farewell to the old and the welcome to the new, the Special Affairs Bureau is no exception, hanging banners and colorful flags everywhere, bringing some joy to this large courtyard with historical vicissitudes.

The main lord has not yet arrived, but the audience has almost arrived.

There is a row of cork seats in front of you, there are snacks and tea on the long table, and there are a few white-haired old men talking and laughing in a low voice.

All Grandmasters above the Transformation Strength level who came to watch the battle could get a seat.

As for those below Hua Jin, regardless of age and origin, there are no seats, just around the ring, standing three layers inside and three layers outside.

If outsiders look at it, they will find that these audiences are all full of energy, sharp eyes, and all of them are masters.

It is very different from the meeting of the government department, these martial arts practitioners who come from all over the country do not have too many rules to speak of, and one or two of them have a very loud voice.

Most of the spectators are from the same martial arts circle, and there are some famous masters in a certain province and a certain city, not to mention everything, and they have generally heard of their respective reputations.

Before the competition began, there were many people who greeted each other with great enthusiasm.

"Brother Zhang, you have heard the news from far away in Dongshan Province? It is not easy to travel all the way to this trip. ”

"Brother Li, we haven't seen each other for seven or eight years last time, right?

"It's still early, it's not as good as Brother Zhang, by the way, I heard that the Yang family and the Su family are competing for the Taoist secret in this competition, which side do you like?"

"Haha, do you need to say this? Of course, he is optimistic about Yang Hong, he is now making rapid progress, his kung fu has also been tested, he is very strong, his strength does not let his ancestors go, and many people regard him as the reincarnation of Yang Invincible. Moreover, I heard that he can compete with Old Man Wu, a veteran master of the Dan Period, and we can't treat him as a younger generation. ”

The boxer surnamed Zhang said with his eyebrows fluttering, and he was full of confidence in Yang Hong in his words.

"That is, I also think so, Yang Hong is indeed a genius. Not only in the capital, but even in all parts of the country, there is no rising star who can be compared to him, let alone Su Chen, who is more than ten years younger than him, what kind of fame can he practice at the age of ten **? I don't believe it. ”

The two chatted hotly, but some people were not happy.

A young man in his twenties next to him interjected coldly and said: "That's not necessarily, although Su Chen is not very old, but he beat Huo Yuanchun in the middle stage of his strength, and you actually look down on him." ”

The person who spoke was Xiao Minghua, a descendant of Yanqingmen.

Originally, he was still a little unconvinced by Su Chen during the internal competition of the Southern Fist Master Association, thinking that he would compete with him for the position of the first disciple of the Southern Fist after a while.

The result?

As Su Chen's strength became stronger and stronger, and his record became more and more strong, he didn't even have the mind to compete, and all that was left in his heart was admiration.

Growing up in Xiangjiang since he was a child, and when he was a teenager, he spent his days slashing in the streets and alleys, Xiao Minghua never believed in the words of authority, only believed in his own strength and believed in what he saw.

No matter how others boasted that Yang Hong was powerful, Xiao Minghua still insisted that Su Chen was stronger.

"These boxers who are still in the dark stage when they are old will be like this for a lifetime. I don't want to believe that Su Chen is strong, just because I haven't seen his shot, or rather, this can make me feel better. Xiao Minghua thought to himself.

Rising stars in their thirties are much better than them, understandably and in common sense.

But ten ** years old is too much, the kid in the family is still studying in school at such an age, how powerful can he be?

"What, little brother, do you disagree with our opinion, or are you very powerful and think that your vision is better than ours?"

Brother Zhang was accused in person, and asked with an ugly face.

The boxer surnamed Li also gathered around, looking very unhappy.

"Do you have a good eye, my apprentice is not wrong at all, I also think that Su Chen is very likely to win, you have an opinion. ”

The two had just spoken, but before they could make trouble, they heard a voice interject. It was a middle-aged man with a bearded face who was talking and looked at him coldly.

"Grandmaster!"

"Instead of sitting in the front guest seat, but listening to others in the crowd, this person is really enough!"

What's more, the person who spoke, Brother Zhang and Brother Li also knew each other, and they were stared at coldly by this middle-aged man, and they were like being poured a bucket of cold water on their heads.

Brother Zhang's face changed a few times, and he squeezed out a smile and said: "It turned out to be Master Fu Wenzheng of Yanqing Boxing, this young talent must be the high-footed Xiao Minghua, I haven't found out just now, it turns out that Brother Xiao's kung fu has also reached the peak of the late stage of dark energy, which is really terrifying." ”

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