Hao Yun never expected that the final championship was brought back by himself, and the youth group competition of the National Chinese Wushu Competition is also known as the most ridiculous competition in history - the audience is also the first time to see the children compete, and the coach is on stage.

But how could Hao Yun's cheekiness care about this? So he happily took the children to receive the trophy, and the members of the organizing committee who presented the award to Hao Yun were reluctant, the nose is not the nose, and the eyes are not the eyes.

Just when Hao Yun walked out of the workers' body with the trophy and was about to go back to the courtyard to rest, the tires of his car suddenly exploded, Hao Yun was distraught, and immediately jumped out of the car and stood on the side of the road and said: "Which way is the fairy pretending to be a ghost?

As he spoke, he flew towards the place where there was no one, the most important thing in this place in the imperial capital was people, so Hao Yun could only drill into the small alleys, and there was really no one in some deep alleys.

When Hao Yun stood still, he found that he was followed by a beautiful woman, but Hao Yun knew that this woman was not a good match--it could be seen from her face!

"Who is Your Excellency?, Gahaza, my car tire?" Hao Yun asked, throwing an iron nail out of his sleeve and sticking it to the concrete floor.

"Concubine Emei sent Han Shuangyi and met Principal Hao. Han Shuang bowed and said solemnly.

Hao Yun touched his chin: "If you have something, just say it, and if it's okay, get out of the way! I'm still in a hurry to go home and sleep!"

"Principal Hao, the concubine has something to say... I wonder if Your Excellency is an ancient martial artist?" Han Shuangyi asked.

"Yes and what? No, so what?" Hao Yun asked with an eyebrow raised.

"If you are an ancient martial artist, our martial arts association hopes that you will restrain some of your own strength and not expose your internal qi. Our martial arts association has been living under the oppression of the hidden dragon, and when we walk outside, we have to use the secret treasures of the sect to cover up the breath of internal qi on our bodies, since the first battle of the former Qing Dynasty, the ancient warriors have embarked on an irrepressible downhill road. Han Shuangyi pleaded.

"Hey, is this the advice of you shrunken turtles?" Hao Yun asked unceremoniously, he knew how difficult it was for the ancient martial artists, because he had been targeted by the Hidden Dragon since his debut.

Hao Yun always thought that he was the last ancient warrior in the world, but he never expected that there were so many ancient warriors in the world who were still living freely, wagging their tails in front of the hidden dragon every day and begging for mercy.

He suddenly felt that these people were really pathetic, martial arts were from the witch, and the warriors were the backbone of the nation to establish a peerless study and open peace for the world, but he didn't expect to become a group of soft bones!

"I don't care how you live, but I have my own way of life, and I will follow my own path and pursue my own martial arts whenever I want. Your heart of martial arts has been abolished, and you want to be an S-level powerhouse?

If Hao Yun is not wrong, there are absolutely no S-level powerhouses in the Martial Arts Association and these sects, so they will be steadily suppressed by the hidden dragon, and the lack of top powerhouses has led to a very poor living environment for the ancient martial artists, and they don't even dare to expose their strength!

"But once you appear, the Hidden Dragon will be vigilant, and a fish that slips through the net will cause other ancient martial artists to be persecuted!" Han Shuangyi warned solemnly.

"Hehe... What are you cultivating for? Just to live a few more years? Then you might as well learn from the turtle!" Hao Yun sneered.

"You don't know how difficult it is for the major sects to be under the oppression of the Hidden Dragon! In order to preserve the inheritance, we have already paid too much - the vast majority of people in the Shaolin Temple don't even know that the Shaolin Temple has an inner courtyard!" Han Shuangyi argued.

Hao Yun said hesitantly: "Is it interesting to say this? Sell miserably to win my sympathy? Don't make trouble sister! All your current situation is to blame, what is the difference between a person who has no bones and a dog? When you become a dog, you still want to live a good life? Dream! A wolf travels thousands of miles to eat meat, and a dog travels thousands of miles to eat Xiang!"

"Anyway, no matter what, you must not expose the fact that you are an ancient martial artist in public!" Han Shuang ordered, and his strong strength was also revealed.

Compared with Han Shuangyi, the level of the coach of the Martial Arts Association is simply not mentionable, this Han Shuangyi's martial arts are really not weak, and Hao Yun needs a little effort to defeat her.

The last time he overturned the A-level master Monk Kongjing was because that thing was cultivating the Vajra Immortal Skill, and in the face of Hao Yun's aura compression bomb, he could only grit his teeth and make a hard connection, but this Han Shuangyi's qualities were very balanced, and there were no shortcomings in speed, strength or reflexes.

This is a strong opponent, Hao Yun thought about it in his heart and then put up his hand, see no, this is the importance - when facing empty quiet, Hao Yun is understatement, but when facing this Emei woman, Hao Yun needs to be serious.

A soft sword flew out of Han Shuangyi's sleeve, and Hao Yun fixed his eyes on it--the plastic soft sword was not allowed to be brought on the plane, so she could only use a plastic soft sword to attack. However, for the master of the peak of internal qi, there is no essential difference between the iron sword and the plastic sheet sword, after infusing the internal qi, anything can be called a killing weapon that kills people.

Unlike Han Shuangyi, who lit up his weapon, Hao Yun slowly and leisurely played Tai Chi in the air, and the most familiar thing for Hao Yun in the real martial arts world is Tai Chi, his holy place in the real martial arts world is called Tai Chi City, Wuji gives birth to Tai Chi, Tai Chi gives birth to Liangyi, and the changes in yin and yang are all integrated into this set of punches by Hao Yun.

"Tai Chi? What a joke! Surrender as soon as possible, either let me abolish your internal qi, or you will honestly be obedient to the people. Han Fang said coldly.

Hao Yun took a deep breath and sighed, "Oh, I'll go next door to your mother!"

"Damn! Look for death!" As soon as Han Fang pinched a sword trick, the human sword was united, turning into a streamer of light and slashing towards Hao Yun, and it seemed that there was only a sword qi that penetrated the heavens and the earth.

What about Hao Yun? He was still playing Tai Chi slowly, just like an old man in the park, unhurried, unhurried, and full of the atmosphere of a retired old cadre.

"Death!" The sword has no eyes, and the ancient martial artist's shots are basically a mortal game, Han Shuangyi is a serious eight hundred True Yuan Realm peak powerhouse, and when it is changed to the standard energy statistics level, he is also a top master of the A-level!

In terms of the strength of internal qi, Hao Yun is a little lower than Han Shuangyi, but Hao Yun's realm is terrifying, Hao Yun dares to say that he is the second highest person in the world's martial arts realm, and no one deserves to be the first!