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Hong Kong Island, inside the Wong Clan Martial Arts Museum.

Just like the last time Huang Delin and Yuan Chengqing competed, the ring in the middle had already been set up, and the disciples of the Huang Martial Arts Hall as the main arena were all standing around in formal clothes, and the scene was very strict.

In the middle, there are large round tables with strict expressions, relaxed guests, or chattering guests.

When Huo Youwen took Wang Cheng and a few others into the field, the originally lively scene at the scene instantly quieted down. At the scene, a pair of eyes looked at the door, and most of them were surprised when their eyes swept over Han Shifei and Yu Jun, and after that, their eyes fell on Wang Cheng.

Wang Cheng's expression was as usual, and in the face of a pair of energetic eyes, he was also not afraid, and his eyes looked at everyone instead. He swept through everyone in the arena at a glance and found that there were many more people coming today than when Huang Delin and Yuan Chengqing competed last time.

"Wang Cheng, you're here, come and sit. Captain Han and Yu sir are also here, rare guests, really rare guests. I haven't seen Sir Yu for a long time, seeing that you look good, Wang Cheng's medical skills are really powerful. Hehe, come in and sit. ”

Huang Delin, wearing a brand-new Tang costume, came up and warmly beckoned Wang Cheng and the others to sit down.

Wang Cheng nodded, withdrew his gaze from the many people present, and smiled at Huang Delin: "Master Huang, I'm bothering you today, hehe." ”

Ye Qunsheng named and challenged Wang Cheng of Wusheng Mountain. It stands to reason that he is going to compete in the venue of Wusheng Mountain, and setting up a ring in the Huang Martial Arts Hall is indeed troublesome to the master Huang Delin.

Huang Delin hurriedly waved his hand and smiled embarrassedly: "Don't, Wang Cheng, if you say this, don't treat my Lao Huang as your own, and I won't give you good wine to drink next time." ”

"Haha, then Wang Cheng will go directly to me next time he comes to Hong Kong Island, he will definitely have enough good wine and meat, ignore Lao Huang. ”

Yu Sir said immediately.

"Yu sir, you are still so unkind. Haha, okay, let's not talk about it, come and sit. ”

Huang Delin laughed, bumped a punch with Yu sir, and then beckoned everyone to sit down.

Wang Cheng and Zhang Shaoyun, as well as Han Shifei and Yu Jun, sat together at a table in the middle. There are a few people Wang Cheng knows around, Ma Jiayi, and Yuan Chengqing are among them, and it can be seen that many masters on Hong Kong Island should be all there, there are forty or fifty people present, and everyone has a long breath and a full demeanor.

There are so many people, not only because Huang Delin's face is big, but also because Wang Chengwu's name from Shengshan is very attractive. Of course, it is also because Ye Qunsheng has made a lot of noise recently.

In the past five years, Ye Qunsheng has almost been in the limelight on Hong Kong Island. Not only is there no one among the younger generation, but even some of the older generation of masters are not their opponents. And this young genius of the Ye family has gradually made up for the defects of the Ye family's Wing Chun, although it cannot be compared with the three major internal boxing, but it can also be called amazing.

Many people are looking forward to Ye Qunsheng becoming the first mythical master in the history of the Ye family, and will completely perfect the Ye family Wing Chun and become the fourth modern national martial arts that can be compared with the three major internal martial arts.

It can be said that many masters of national arts on Hong Kong Island and Nanyang have great expectations for Ye Qunsheng.

But Wang Cheng suddenly appeared in the sky, and as soon as he appeared, he was very strong. He is younger than Ye Qunsheng, only eighteen years old, and at the same time, he was born under the Changhe Sect of Wusheng Mountain in Jiangzhou.

Just the name Changhe can set off a bloody storm in the Nanyang martial arts world. What's more, Wang Cheng not only defeated the newly promoted Baodan realm grandmaster Zhou Jiejun, but also showed extremely superb medical skills.

Such a teenager is also legendary.

Such two young heroes, in the Chinese circle around the world, can be compared with no more than the number of hands. Now, the two are about to meet in the ring. As long as you know the news, you will definitely come to the scene to witness this ring match that may go down in history.

When Wang Cheng sat down, the eyes around him were indifferent, kind, and more indifferent.

"Your Excellency is Wang Cheng, the closed disciple of the Changhe Daoist?"

On the table next to him, a middle-aged man asked Wang Cheng expectantly.

Wang Cheng nodded and said with a smile: "Yes, I am Wang Cheng, and the family teacher is the chief of Wusheng Mountain." ”

"Hehe, rudeness, in the next Zhongsheng. Back then, my father was grateful to the Changhe Dao Chief's grace not to kill, and the Dao Chang has been doing recently?"

The middle-aged man put on a smile and asked with concern.

Wang Cheng unconsciously breathed a sigh of relief in his heart, and finally met a person who was not an enemy of the old Taoist, and said with a smile: "Thank you Mr. Zhong for your concern, my master has lived on Wusheng Mountain for a long time, and his body has always been fine." ”

"That's good, the chief of the Changhe Dao is a man among the immortals, and the kung fu of the Wusheng Mountain Dao Gate is unmatched in the world. I hope that the Taoist will live a long life, and I will personally go up to the mountain to visit the Taoist on the other day and thank you for your great kindness. ”

Zhong Sheng said with a look on his face and a sincere voice.

Wang Cheng said with a smile: "Thank you sir for thinking so, I also hope that my master can live for another hundred years, these can only depend on creation." ”

"That's right, look at the ...... of creation"

Zhong Sheng said with emotion, then shook his head, changed his tone, and said, "Mr. Wang Cheng, I heard that you have just participated in the National Martial Arts Conference after more than three months of worshipping under the Changhe Dao Changmen?"

"Yes, the teacher's order is difficult to disobey. ”

Wang Cheng nodded, his expression calm.

"Then I congratulate Mr. on his victory. This time, Ye Qun was not born well, and he didn't know that he was alone. You have to be careful. ”

Zhong Sheng said helplessly, a little worried about Wang Cheng.

Zhang Shaoyun said in a low voice: "Thank you Mr. Zhong for your concern, but my master will definitely be able to win." ”

Wang Cheng smiled and was noncommittal.

Everyone around here listens, and if he praises himself, it won't be good.

"I hope you'll be able to laugh later. ”

A middle-aged man opposite Zhong Sheng looked at Wang Cheng and said lightly.

Wang Cheng glanced at the other party and said casually: "If I want to laugh, I can naturally laugh." ”

"I'm afraid that when the time comes, I don't want to laugh. ”

The middle-aged man continued to say disdainfully.

Wang Cheng just glanced at the other party lightly, no longer arguing with the other party, and continued, plainly looking like he was in a low style. At that moment, he turned his gaze and looked at a few people on the opposite table, including Huang Lei, the Baodan Sect Master who had fought with him last night, as well as a few middle-aged people and a few young people.

Among them, a young man who was extremely imposing and about the same age as Huo Youwen was sitting there like a javelin. The young man's eyes looked at Wang Cheng like a sharp sword, and after colliding with Wang Cheng's gaze, he only nodded slightly, his eyes were still as cold as a sword.

"He is Ye Qunsheng!"

Han Shifei whispered beside Wang Cheng.

Yu Jun sighed slightly, and said with a complicated expression: "I thought that the next ten years would be the Ye family. Now it seems that the next hundred years will be Wusheng Mountain, Wang Cheng, don't let me down. ”

"Hehe, Yu Sir is too worried. The future will not belong to me, nor will it belong to the Ye family, but to the masters of the world. At that time, there will inevitably be a place for you in sir. ”

Wang Cheng smiled, his gaze withdrew from Ye Qunsheng on the other side, and said to Jun.

This is Wang Cheng's sincere words. There are more masters in the world that he has never seen, and no one dares to say what he can do. But no matter what others do, Yu Jun and himself obviously have advantages that others don't have. This advantage is the secret method from the Indian Brahmins, and in time, when both of them practice this secret method to the fullest, there will be few people in the land of China who can be opposed.

And Yu Jun is still ahead on this road. Wang Cheng can be sure that as long as Yu Jun's injury in the heart is good, his strength will leap in an instant. When he stepped into the realm of Bao Dan, it is estimated that only a few top masters of the older generation can fight against the entire Hong Kong Island and Nanyang martial arts world.

Perhaps, Yu Jun himself is not very clear about these now, and Wang Cheng is not so detailed, just stop at the point. When the time comes, he will know for himself, and that will be a huge surprise for him.

Yu Jun shook his head and smiled unconfidently: "Wang Cheng, don't elevate me, I'm old, and my heart has been damaged for so many years, and I have lost a lot of time." Now that I am practicing boxing again, I have been left behind a lot by the masters of my generation back then. ”

"In less than five years, you can beat them in sir. ”

Wang Cheng said affirmatively.

Han Shifei agreed with this answer, nodded and did not speak.

At this time, Huang Delin walked into the temporary ring in the middle, and said to everyone around him with a stern face: "Hello everyone, the time has come." Thank you for coming to my Huang Martial Arts Hall to watch the competition between Mr. Wang Cheng, the heir of Wusheng Mountain, and Ye Qunsheng, the heir of the Ye family. Both of them are young heroes among the young generation of Chinese people, and they are the hope for the future of the Chinese martial arts community. Therefore, please stop both of you immediately, and do not cause unnecessary casualties, otherwise any person who is damaged will be a huge loss to our Chinese martial arts community!"

Some neutral people at the scene nodded their heads and agreed with Huang Delin's words, and they all thought that these two people would become leaders in the Chinese martial arts world when they grew up in the future. The more representative masters of this kind, the better, so as to improve the status of the Chinese martial arts community, and to be more cohesive against foreign masters.

Other people with their own positions naturally don't think so, they all hope that the side they support can defeat the other side, and it is best to scrap and kill the opponent.

Huang Delin didn't say more, and said loudly at the moment: "Okay, I announce, the competition begins!"

The people around them applauded softly, and the applause was fleeting, and it didn't last long, but the sound was very loud, mixed with the sound of entering and exploding. It can be seen that the scene is full of masters, and the weakest ones are all national martial artists in the early stage of Huajin.

Ye Qunsheng, who was sitting opposite Wang Cheng, got up and went to the ring first, and walked into the ring step by step with his feet, without jumping up, or jumping up in one step. His expression and eyes were unusually calm, and his whole person was as sharp as a sword in the sheath, but it gave people a very dangerous feeling!

And Wang Cheng also stood up at this time. I saw that after he hugged his fist slightly to everyone around him, he slowly walked into the ring, his steps were relaxed and harmonious, very rhythmic, and he just stood in the ring with Ye Qunsheng opposite, not first, not last, not in a hurry, like a Taoist inaction.

"Wusheng Mountain, Wang Cheng. ”

Wang Cheng clenched his fists and said to Ye Qunsheng sternly.

Ye Qunsheng also looked at Wang Cheng with a stern face and said, "Under the Ye Wing Chun Sect, Ye Qunsheng, please." ”

The scene was silent!

Many people on the Ye Family's Martial Arts Hall had a somewhat unpredictable expression. Because with the opening remarks of the two of them, the representatives of Wu Shengshan and the Ye Martial Arts Pavilion will be in opposition for a period of time in the future.

However, the people of the Nanyang Zhou clan sitting next to the Ye family all showed a smile!

In the ring.

Wang Cheng and Ye Qunsheng didn't make a move immediately, and after the two reported to their homes, they both looked at each other calmly, and no part of their bodies moved.

Wang Cheng only had peace in his eyes, and he did nothing in his heart. In this martial arts ring, he did not perform the Tiger Nine Styles again, but still maintained the Daomen Taiji that had not been fully practiced, which was his insistence.

"I'm going to make a move. ”

Ye Qunsheng suddenly spoke.

Many people in the audience were instantly depressed, feeling that the two of you looked at each other in the ring for more than a dozen breaths and didn't move, just because you didn't speak?

It's not intense enough!

Shouldn't you be tense and incompatible, and you are alive and dead?

Apparently.

Wang Cheng and Ye Qunsheng's calm attitude surprised many people at the scene. Several masters of the Nanyang Zhou clan frowned, their faces displeased.

Facing Ye Qunsheng's words, Wang Cheng also nodded indifferently and said simply: "Okay." ”

And there's only one word.

Ye Qunsheng's whole person changed in an instant, and he became sharp. If he was a sheathed sword just now, now he is an unsheathed sword.

No, it's more accurate to say that it's a spear drawn.

Ye Qunsheng majored in Yip's Wing Chun, and at the same time fused Xingyi Quan and Tai Chi, the whole person has begun to comprehend the mysteries of the strength of the family in the national arts, and his attainments in the big gun are obviously not low.

Call......

Ye Qunsheng made a move.

The body rushed out like an arrow off the string, and his fists turned into two spears, roaring up, stabbing at Wang Cheng. This is not pure Xingyi boxing, nor is it ordinary Tai Chi, but Wing Chun with some true meaning of Xingyi boxing!

Fast!

Fast!

Fast!

As soon as Wang Cheng's eyes broke, Ye Qunsheng had already arrived in front of him, and Wuwei's mood instantly and naturally performed Daomen Tai Chi, and his body moved with his heart in an instant.

Bang bang ............

Ye Qunsheng's fist almost turned into a phantom, and the strength of each punch was extremely condensed and strong, and the moves were all directly at Wang Cheng's face and heart.

Many people at the scene saw such a boxing technique, and their faces changed, especially Huo Youwen and other disciples of the same generation who were hit the hardest. Because they all saw that Ye Qunsheng was stronger now than before, they also lost the possibility of challenging Ye Qunsheng.

But.

Wang Cheng's appearance surprised most of them even more.

I saw that Wang Cheng's face was like autumn water, and his feet were motionless. He just kept drawing half a circle with his hands in front of him, and a pair of fists also turned into a Taoist phantom, and he could only see the semi-circles converging into Taiji. However, Wang Cheng's simple fist technique was to resist Ye Qunsheng's fierce fists.

The fists of the two kept colliding, and one after another exploded, stirring the air and gradually surging, and a breeze slowly appeared on the scene.

Everyone was surprised not only that Wang Cheng was able to block Ye Qunsheng's sudden burst of Wing Chun boxing, but also because Wang Cheng's boxing technique was definitely not the Wushengshan boxing method they were familiar with.

"It's not a fist of the earth. ”

"It's not the hammer method!"

"It looks like Wudang Taiji. ”

"Yes, it's not Guoshu Taiji, it's Daomen Taiji of Wudang. ”

The people at the scene were all masters, and their eyes and knowledge were so spicy? After thinking about it for a while, they saw the number of ways of Wang Cheng's boxing technique, and they were all surprised.

Yu Jun and Han Shifei were both like this, obviously they didn't expect Wang Cheng to use Daomen Taiji to fight. And depending on the situation, Wang Cheng's Daomen Tai Chi attainments are not low, and Ye Qunsheng has no problem with Wang Cheng for a while.

Ye Qunsheng's face was murderous, and after a Wing Chun fist fight, he took a step back, stared at Wang Cheng, and said in a deep voice: "You look down on me?"

Wang Cheng shook his head and did not speak.

"Then why don't you use the Martial Saint Mountain Fist Technique?"

Ye Qunsheng asked in a low voice.

"What punch I want to use, it's my freedom, right?"

Wang Cheng said lightly.

"Hmph, okay, it's your freedom, then I'll make you more free!"

Ye Qunsheng snorted coldly, and his face became even more murderous.

Wang Cheng's face was still calm, and in the face of the surprise and doubts of many masters around him, he was also calm in his heart. Under the huge pressure and the suppression of the tiger in his heart, it is definitely not easy for him to do this.

Rumble......

After Ye Qunsheng finished speaking, his feet suddenly stomped on the ground at the same time, and the whole person rushed up, his face was flushed, and he obviously burst out with all his strength in an instant. He just stepped out in one step, and with a punch, he sprinted out, like a spear, and like a sword, his fist pierced the air, and a sharp whistle was drawn!

Wing Chun!

Wang Cheng's eyes froze, and he didn't pay any attention to the true intention of the tiger who would be stimulated and became ready to move, and still maintained a peaceful state of mind. In the face of the danger of Ye Qunsheng's punch, he still maintained inaction!

This moment.

The many mysteries of Daomen Taiji flowed through Wang Cheng's heart.

Wuwei's state of mind moved instinctively for the first time, occupying Wang Cheng's heart.

Between square inches, Ye Qunsheng burst out extremely strong, known as the strongest explosive inch fist in a short period of time and short distance in the national arts. Wang Cheng also crossed his hands at this moment, and it was a force unloading technique like the strength of the national art Tai Chi, which was entangled in Ye Qunsheng's fist.

Rumble!

A huge force suddenly erupted at this moment, not giving Wang Cheng time and space to unload his strength at all.

Wang Cheng's body shook, his whole body shook with qi and blood, and his hands lost consciousness in an instant.

What a powerful force!

What a strong inch!

Wang Cheng didn't expect that this Ye Qunsheng would be the top master of the early stage realm of Baodan!

The younger generation of Baodan Grandmasters?

Wang Cheng met it for the first time.

But so what?

You are strong, you are strong, I can do nothing.

Wang Cheng's eyes were clear, and his feet that were hit by this punch left the ground and flew out a meter away. When he fell to the ground, he still looked at Ye Qunsheng who rushed over on the opposite side with a calm face.

Daomen Wuwei was truly comprehended by Wang Cheng at this moment, and he no longer needed to deliberately maintain his state of mind, and the state of mind of Wuwei naturally existed in his heart all the time.

Daomen Taiji also really began to show its power in Wang Cheng's hands. R1152