Chapter 382: Hope Beyond Mythology

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Present!

No one was not surprised, and hundreds of people all stood up.

All the younger disciples of the martial arts hall all stared wide-eyed, casting surprised and admiring glances at the young figure in the ring, and the martial artists all respected the strong.

Every person who practices martial arts is pursuing his dream of being a strong man.

And every martial artist in the martial arts hall has seen the real masters, and some famous martial arts halls have something to do with the three great masters of the late Qing Dynasty, either only the descendants of the direct lineage, or the descendants of the branch lineage, and in each famous martial arts hall, there are antique-level ancestors yé sitting in the town.

The people who participated in this Jiaoliú chalk meeting were all elites of various martial arts halls, at least they were all dark gold's younger disciples, and none of them had bad vision.

The strength shown by Wang Hengxiao is truly comparable to the mythical grandmaster in the mouth of their ancestor yé.

However, the most excited may be the reporter of the TV station over there.

Today's competition is a live broadcast, and the elite chalk master competition at the beginning is already exciting enough, but I didn't expect there to be several peak competitions like this, they can't understand it, but they can see the real power, and the special effects on TV are not bad at all, those changes in the air, and the sound, all show the strength of these martial artists.

The host of the live broadcast is a young woman who has just graduated from the Broadcasting Academy, and she forgot to host in surprise just now, and stammered excitedly at this time: "We, I see, just now the intellectual master of Shaolin defeated Tang Hewen, the master of the Tang Sect, which is also a move." However, now, Li Jiansheng's apprentice brother who came to the stage defeated the first Shaolin Dharma Hall, the intellectual Zen master, with one move...... "We see that he is only a teenager, and he is still a teenager......"

"Our chalky martial arts are broad and profound, practiced to a high depth, have incredible strength, can also improve the chalky body, it is normal to live to be more than a hundred years old, intellectual Zen masters look young, in fact, they are at least ninety years old. And Tang Hewen, the old chalk master of the Tang Sect, and Li Jiansheng, the old chalk master, are all martial arts practitioners who are over 100 years old.

Talking, talking, the hostess spoke smoothly, her face was red with excitement, and she had a heart of worship for the chalky huá martial arts in her heart.

Originally, her uncle asked her to host this new show, she thought it was a show that was not watched by anyone, she was originally a newcomer, and at this time she knew that this show was going to be popular.

The data of the TV station clearly shows that the ratings have soared from 2% to 10% half an hour ago, and there is still an upward trend.

It's also noisy on the Internet.

Who didn't grow up in the influence of martial arts legends?

Who is not curious and yearning for martial arts? However, many dreamers have failed and returned, and have not received the real inheritance, and learned some external kung fu in some small martial arts halls in small places, which are the so-called huā frames, which have no actual combat value, and do not even understand the strength, so they turn to learn the kung fu of taekwondo and so on.

This time, the martial arts parity was broadcast on TV, and many viewers began to have the mentality of watching the excitement.

However, as they continued to watch, they realized that they had truly seen the treasure.

Since the beginning of today's competition of elite brothers, many people have been excited to see it. In comparison, the so-called boxing in the West, both in terms of beauty and strength, is much worse.

On the camera, Wang Hengxiao was given a close-up of a king-size photo.

Wang Hengxiao clenched his fists, faced the intellectual Zen master and Gangwu, and said: "The Zen master agreed, the kid was lucky, and he won a move." ”

The intellectual Zen master struggled to sit up from Gangwu's arms, his hands were folded, his face was full of freshness, and he saluted Wang Hengxiao: "Amitabha, the donor is a scholar of heaven and man, and he understands the mysteries of martial arts, and the poor monk admires it." ”…,

"Uncle Shi, the poor monk wants to have a discussion with the Wang donor."

Gangwu suddenly interrupted the words of the intellectual Zen master and said.

Several other monks behind him were also eager to try, and they did not flinch because of Wang Hengxiao's strength, and the warriors admired the strong and would not be afraid of the strong.

"After half a year, the poor monk wants to learn from Wang Shizhu again to see if I have made progress."

Gangwu said slowly.

The intellectual Zen master sighed, just now he wanted to say that Shaolin withdrew from this competition, and he was ready to be a spectator, he was defeated, and he was very decisively beaten down by a punch, Gangwu and others are definitely not opponents, and they lost face in vain, but Gangwu is obsessed with this, it can be seen that Wang Hengxiao is a demon in his heart, and if he does not challenge, he will not be at ease.

So, the intellectual Zen master had to agree to come down.

Wang Hengxiao looked at Gangwu, some of the people in the big martial arts halls just now were already stupid and chalky, and at this time, seeing that Shaolin still wanted to go on stage, they all quieted down.

"Master Gangwu, let's come up together."

Wang Hengxiao suddenly said: "Several masters of Shaolin are here, but they can't help but come up and do their best, so let's come together." ”

Just now, Wang Hengxiao was an unreserved punch.

Last year, defeating Gangwu was also a punch, but it was not a punch with all his strength, even if Gangwu at this time improved, it was definitely not as big as Wang Hengxiao's progress.

The gap between the two is only getting wider.

Wang Hengxiao and Gangwu both understand this.

"Okay, a few junior brothers, come to the stage with me to comprehend the supreme fist of the king and the donor." Wu stared at Wang Hengxiao twice, and also said, and accepted the matter, he knew that if he went to the stage alone, the eighth floor would still be beaten down by Wang Hengxiao.

The four of them went up together, and they could still turn around for a while, and in the face of such a mythical master, a few people would not lose face when they attacked each other.

At that moment, the four monks came to the stage together.

Gangwu took the lead, and the other three were all excited and apprehensive.

Wang Hengxiao made it clear just now, he learned martial arts at the age of six, and he had just studied for six years at this time, which was twelve years old. Everyone present knew that this was still a child.

That's what happened in six years, but what about another six years?

I'm afraid that when the time comes, I am afraid that I will be truly invincible, and there will be no chance to fight.

At this time, when Wang Hengxiao becomes an invincible object, this opportunity to fight will also become a great honor and talking point. Like the three great masters of the late Qing Dynasty, the people who fought with such mythical figures were all masters at that time, and they all followed the legend that was passed down as a momentary jiā and left a name in history.

"You guys do it."

Behind Wang Hengxiao's hands, he seemed to have a bit of grandmaster demeanor and spoke.

Gangwu nodded slightly, and said in a deep voice: "I have learned a set of joint techniques with the three junior brothers, donor be careful!" ”

Say bà!

The four of them quickly stood up and pounced directly towards Wang Hengxiao.

The four of them, all of them are masters, Gangwu is a martial artist at the peak realm of Baodan, and the other three monks are all at the peak of the realm of Huajin, and there are faint signs of breaking through the realm of Ning Xuè Chengdan.

Shaolin has been in seclusion for many years, and has really accumulated many master brothers, and this kind of strength accumulation is afraid that no famous martial arts hall in the world can compare with it.

However, the cooperation of the four people does not seem to be so skilled. Gangwu has just returned to Shaolin and served as the head of the Luohan Hall, and the fǎ of the joint attack with several people has just begun to practice, and it is normal to be unskilled.

However, even if they are not skilled, with the combined efforts of the four of them, they can defeat ordinary martial artists in the realm of punching Rugang, such as masters like Tang Hewen, and they are definitely not opponents of the four of them.

And Wang Hengxiao is a warrior who far surpasses Tang Hewen's stepping gang. …,

It is a complete realm.

A beginner is a punch like Tang Hewen, who can only condense Gang when the strongest fist is strong.

Wang Hengxiao is a real martial artist in the realm of stepping on the gang cloth fight.

As soon as the body moves, it is a surge of energy.

At the moment, it is a three-body posture standing in place, and the layers of qi around the body are condensed like substance.

The fists of Gangwu and the other four came at the same time.

Wang Hengxiao is not hiding!

Boom...... Boom...... Boom...... Boom......

Four fists hit Wang Hengxiao's outside the body at the same time.

There were four muffled sounds.

Gang Qi trembled, Wang Hengxiao instantly changed his strength, it was just a rotation of the chalky body, and the chalky body was strong and chalky in an instant.

At this time, Wang Hengxiao's strength will not be jū mud in the fist, or any strong joint part, any part of the chalky body can be, maybe just a tremor of the facial muscles can condense a strength!

At this moment, the chalky body rotated, and the strength of the debut was condensed around the body, and it came out along the condensed essence of the gangqi chalk, and fought back against the fists of the four people.

Four muffled rings again!

The four monks of Gangwu were shocked at the same time.

In addition to Gangwu, the other three monks who were weakened by one realm were kicked back by the huge strength at the same time, took five steps back, and sat on the ground with a fart.

And Gangwu, bào had the greatest strength, but he could still barely resist the counterattack of Gang Qi, and there was no fǎ to break through Gang Qi and hit Wang Hengxiao's chalky body.

The four of them, under the condition that Wang Hengxiao did not move, could not break through his external qi, and even Wang Hengxiao's sleeves were defeated.

It can be seen that the gap in strength is huge!

Rumble......

Gangwu was finally repelled by the strength condensed in the gangqi, his viscera was shaken, the corners of his mouth were chalkened, he stared at Wang Hengxiao tightly, and said slowly: "Legend has it that the mythical masters of the late Qing Dynasty have no fǎ to break through the realm of the martial artist's stepping gangbudou, and I hope the donor can do it." ”

Tagang cloth fighting is a kind of realm in fist fighting, and health preservation are two concepts. Zhongchalk huá fist fǎ can maintain health, and can also hurt people, but martial artists are both. For example, Zhang Qiyicheng's old chalk yé chalk is pure health preservation, and his fist fǎ has not even condensed his strength, but the health realm is more than the three great masters in the late Qing Dynasty, and his pure strength can overwhelm any martial artist in the chalk world.

It's a pity that Zhang Qiyicheng's old chalk yé chalk doesn't practice boxing and doesn't condense his strength, so many people hope to see from him that the older generation who broke through the realm of the mythical grandmaster of the late Qing Dynasty are disappointed.

Wang Hengxiao has made many people see new hope.

"Haha......ha Good...... Old man, in my old age, I can see a character like you, little brother, a real sǐ without regrets......"

A lean old man suddenly jumped up from the stands, his emaciated body was like a vast máo, and he lightly crossed a distance of nearly thirty meters, and two ups and downs, spanning a distance of more than seventy meters, fell on the ring.

The four of Gangwu put their hands together, saluted Wang Hengxiao together, and turned to go down.

Shaolin was completely defeated...... )