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The hall of the Li family fell silent.

Li Hao stared at the three Indian monks with an ugly face and said lightly: "Are you here to find fault?" ”

"The donor has been excessive, and for decades, there have been many exchanges between various martial arts schools in Nanyang and martial arts schools in our subcontinent. But there is almost no fight with the ancient countries of the East, and Uncle Xia also wants to learn the top master of the East, the mythical master...... Make up for the regrets of fifty years ago. ”

Hui An's face was straight, and he said with a solemn face, but in a blink of an eye, he became an authentic martial artist who pursued the ultimate in martial arts.

Tianxing kept his mouth shut, but his expression was very unscrupulous.

Suo Luowei's closed eyes suddenly opened, and he looked at the middle-aged man standing at the door of the hall, it was the middle-aged man who Li Hao wanted to call Uncle Rong.

"Please advise!"

Suo Luo didn't have anything else, he directly clasped his hands together, and whispered to Uncle Rong, his blood and qi were high, he could feel and see that the middle-aged man in front of him was more powerful than Li Hao, and the qi and blood aura on his body was only a little worse than himself.

In India, there is no division of mythological realms.

It is rumored that the Buddha of the year was also in the realm of martial arts, but it was countless times higher than in the realm of thought.

"I haven't shot in thirty years!"

Uncle Rong said lightly: "I won't fight you." I didn't expect that you Ah San still have such a master, old monk, you are a pure ascetic, I can see it. It's a pity that you've been taken advantage of by your juniors. ”

"Amitabha Buddha ......"

Suo Luo shook his head and said, "The pursuit of the ultimate in martial arts is a vow I made fifty years ago, and it will remain unchanged in this life. ”

"As for the purpose, I don't hear it, I don't ask."

Sara is indeed a pure monk.

Uncle Rong shook his head and said, "I'll go and tell that senior Wang, you guys wait!" ”

After speaking, Uncle Rong turned around and walked out, and Li Hao wanted to scream. There was no call for an exit.

Uncle Rong appeared. It's just to deter Suoluo, don't let Suo Luo and the others think that the Li family has no one to resist them, but he won't make a move, and the Li family will not survive at the moment. He's not going to make a move. He is now going to call Wang Hengxiao in person. It is also to show the heritage of the Li family.

Nanyang is not without masters of mythology. There is one hidden in the Li family, but no one in the world knows it.

Li Furong asked to see Senior Wang. There is something important to tell. ”

Uncle Rong's full name is Li Furong, the name of the housekeeper in the standard old society period, and the name came to the mansion arranged for Wang Hengxiao with blessings, and said loudly.

The voice fluttered, passed through the house, and directly entered the ears of Wang Hengxiao and Xie Lisha in the innermost.

Uncle Rong's eyes instantly became illusory, and a figure appeared in front of him out of thin air, it was Wang Hengxiao he wanted to see, Wang Hengxiao looked at Uncle Rong with a solemn face, and said lightly: "Just now I saw that you are not simple, the qi, blood and fist artistic conception on your body are higher than that of the old man Li Hao, I didn't expect that it was really as I guessed, you are the real hole card hidden from home?" ”

Wang Hengxiao thought that Li Furong might have a purpose when he came to see him alone, highlighting the heritage and strength of the Li family?

"The seniors misunderstood."

Li Furong hurriedly shook his head and said: "Three Indian monks have just come to challenge, and the old monk is only afraid that he has the realm strength of the Arhat Venerable, and his hometown is not an opponent, and the other party wants to challenge you by name." ”

"So you're coming to me? Hehe, you don't want to make a move? ”

Wang Hengxiao looked at Li Furong, and suddenly said with a smile: "If you take my punch, I will bypass your fault." ”

"What's at fault?"

Li Furong said solemnly.

"The sin of concealment."

Wang Hengxiao was a punch in an instant.

Li Furong's face changed greatly, he didn't expect Wang Hengxiao to really say that he would fight, and immediately crossed his hands in front of him, and his body burst out with a sharp aura that soared into the sky, as if a sharp sword that had been hidden for many years suddenly came out of his body, and the sunlight in the sky instantly dimmed.

The aura of slaughter rushed out, Wang Hengxiao felt that there was a cool feeling all over his body, if it was an ordinary person, he was afraid that he would tremble all over, and all the cold hairs stood up.

This is the couch breath of a true kendo master.

Although Li Furong was the housekeeper of the Li family in the early years, he got the true inheritance of the Li family, and even followed the great warlord Li Jinglin to learn swordsmanship, fought in the battle array, killed the enemy, and donated blood in his hands I don't know how much. Later, with the Li family going to Nanyang to live in seclusion, he eliminated the anger on his body, concentrated on practicing boxing, combined boxing and swordsmanship, cultivated his temperament, practiced for 50 years, and finally broke the myth a few years ago. And in the past few decades, Li Furong has only shot three times, each time is the moment of life and death of the Li family, and the rest of the time he is the Li family hidden in the dark, and no one knows the existence of the Dao.

Even if he made three shots, no one knew about his existence, because the subjects who made him shoot were all dead.

And the Li family knows that only Li Hao and Li Hao's brothers know about his existence, and they will definitely not spread it.

His eyes are like swords, Li Furong gave up resisting, this is not his boxing technique, nor his swordsmanship, his fist and swordsmanship have no defense, only killing the enemy, constant attack, I am invincible!

Sou~

A whistling sound broke through the sky.

Li Furong's fist was like a sharp sword, with an extremely sharp aura, and it collided with Wang Hengxiao's fist.

The gang qi on Wang Hengxiao's fist was dispersed for the first time, and the gang qi on Li Furong's fist also disappeared, and the fist strength also disappeared completely, and his body continued to retreat, leaving a series of footprints under his feet.

"Not bad, not bad...... Swordsmanship and fist technique are fused into one. ”

Wang Hengxiao looked at Li Furong appreciatively, followed up again, and said, "Look at my swordsmanship again!" ”

Wang Hengxiao's punch just now only used three points of force, which was almost the same as Li Furong's full punch, which made Wang Hengxiao interested in the special strength of the swordsmanship and the boxing technique, and felt the breath and artistic conception of Li Furong's body just now, as well as the special strength. Another punch was instantly blasted.

Like a sword unsheathed!

Like the majesty of the king coming!

The Sword of the Royal Road.

A general trend was suppressed in Li Furong's heart, and he was suddenly frightened before fighting, so he was weak by three points, and hurriedly retreated, knowing that the road could not be hard-connected, and the feet retreated, and the fists changed moves and strength, but they were authentic Taijiquan and Taijijian, as well as Bajiquan, which were all representatives of fierceness.

Bang~

Collide again.

Li Furong's figure flew out of the body directly. His face was full of horror.

Because. The direct feeling that Wang Hengxiao's punch gave him was sharp, indomitable, and supreme majesty, and this feeling was not understandable to outsiders. This is also the realm he has been pursuing. The pursuit of a breakthrough in the spiritual realm. Can comprehend the true royal majesty of swordsmanship, integrate into the boxing method, and each punch carries the general trend. It can directly crush the opponent's momentum and mind.

It's a pity that this is the realm of the soul, although the boxing method also pays attention to self-cultivation, but not everyone can comprehend the realm of the soul, such as the path of sincerity, such as the realm of selflessness.

"Stop, admire!"

Li Furong willingly gave the etiquette of his juniors, he was a super martial artist who followed Li Jinglin back then, and he has lived to this day, and there are only a few people in the entire world who can make him succumb, because he is used to seeing strong winds and waves, seeing the change of countries, seeing racial wars, and seeing countless life and death.

I have long heard of Wang Hengxiao's legend and genius, before in the hall, Wang Hengxiao and Li Hao fought, he watched from the side, and felt that there was not much surprise, that is, his grasp of strength was the peak.

At this time, Wang Hengxiao instantly comprehended the strength and realm of his own 50 years to comprehend the fusion of swordsmanship and fist into one, and he had to admire: Demon!

"You also make me admire, it seems that everyone will have their own unique understanding, many martial arts families in Nanyang, Crouching Tiger, Hidden Dragon, this time you must have a good experience."

Wang Hengxiao's palm was erected, and he slashed towards a big tree over there that was hugged by one person.

Laugh at~

With a crisp sound, a sword-like aura slashed the tree into a two-finger-deep mark, neat and smooth.

Li Furong admired again in his heart, he was already a little numb, and said in his heart, the second son was really born to learn martial arts, and any martial arts would become simple in his hands.

"Let's go, go to meet Ah San's Venerable Arhat, last time in New York, a few Ah San old monks ran away, next time I have the opportunity to go to their temple to have a good look."

Wang Hengxiao doesn't have much interest in Li Furong anymore, it seems that the era of the once-in-a-century martial arts explosion has come, and the number of mythical grandmasters has begun to increase, maybe there is more than one mythical grandmaster in Nanyang, Li Furong is not the only one mythical grandmaster, the other ten families, who knows if there is a hidden mythical master in Ludao?

Wang Hengxiao has never been to Europe, who can know if there is a hidden myth master in Ludao?

Each of these mythical masters is a martial arts treasure, and it is also unique, creating a special existence of a unique way of boxing cultivation.

Same!

The Indian second-dragon martial arts inheritance of thousands of years is not shorter than the history of China, and even in some traditions, they have been inherited for a longer and more profound time. Hinduism is one of the three major religions in the world, second only to Christianity and Islam in terms of the number of adherents, and India also has Buddhism, the fourth religion in the world.

Wang Hengxiao is not interested in their religious ideas and foolish thoughts, what interests him is that they have inherited thousands of years of martial arts boxing, there are definitely some special mysteries, and in terms of physical training and breakthroughs for people, it may be incomparable to anyone, even if it is the martial arts of the previous year of Chinese inheritance, it cannot be compared.

With such thoughts.

Wang Hengxiao came to the front hall under the leadership of Li Furong, Li Hao sat at the top and drank tea, and at this time he had already breathed and his face was calm.

The old monk Suo Luo stood quietly in the middle, his hands folded, his eyes slightly closed, his lips moved slightly, as if he was chanting scriptures, but no sound came out, his figure was still tall and ashamed, and he did not have the old appearance of a hundred-year-old monk.

Before Wang Hengxiao and Li Furong entered the door, the old monk Suo Luo opened his eyes in an instant, and looked at the door like a torch, with a light that was almost like a substance, and everyone felt that their eyes lit up, and then disappeared, thinking it was an illusion.

"Old man, I've seen the donor."

Suo Luo looked at Wang Hengxiao and said in a loud voice, his voice rolling. But it was getting bigger and bigger, and the ears of the others around it kept echoing.

Bang bang......

All the tables and chairs began to tremble.

Buzz Buzz ......

Strong sound waves invisibly drummed in the small hall, and the two monks, Hui'an and Tianxing, hurriedly closed their eyes and chanted, and their faces looked a little better.

Li Hao could barely resist, while the other Li family masters were all flushed and bleeding, and hurriedly withdrew from the hall, everyone was afraid on their faces.

"Good means!"

Wang Hengxiao clapped his hands and said solemnly.

Li Furong came to Li Hao's side very ghostly. The master and the servant did not speak. Just watch quietly.

Airplanes~

As soon as Wang Hengxiao's words fell, the sound waves that kept reverberating in the hall suddenly disappeared, and the trembling tables, chairs and benches all fell silent in an instant, and his eyes looked at the old monk Suoluo. The qi and blood aura on this person's body almost condensed into a red pillar of light. Faintly, he could be seen surrounded by a blood-red glow. It's like the aura that the legendary Arhat Venerable in Indian Buddhism carries.

Sure enough, there are some doorways.

"Old monk, don't you chant the scriptures and participate in Zen, come to this troubled water, you are not afraid of escaping into the red dust and not being able to turn back?"

Wang Hengxiao walked in. asked: "I also planned to plan a decisive time to go to your India to have a good turn, take a look at your temple scenery, and inherit martial arts, but I didn't expect you to come to the door first, or let's settle you first." ”

"The donor is in love." Suo Luo said lightly: "This place is the territory shrouded by my Buddha, and you are an intruder. ”

"Huh.................. Am I an intruder? ”

Wang Hengxiao shook his head, his eyes never left the old monk Suoluo, he had seen many powerful Indian warriors, idol boxing, yoga boxing, dead wood boxing, all of them had seen it.

But the breath on this old monk's body is somewhat mysterious, exuding powerful vitality, just like dead wood in spring, exuding vitality from the inside out, like a second life explosion, unstoppable.

At the same time, there is also a powerful artistic conception of boxing!

"You are Wang Hengxiao?"

Hui An opened his eyes, as if he didn't believe it, although the legendary Wang Hengxiao was not very old and was a teenager, but when he really saw such a young man appear in front of him, and he was also known as the number one master in the world, he felt a little incredible, and wanted to hear the negative words from the other party's mouth.

However, Wang Hengxiao nodded, and naturally would not deny it.

"Okay, my uncle wants to challenge you, if you lose, you will never be able to step into Nanyang!"

Hui An hurriedly shouted loudly.

"And what if you lost?"

Wang Hengxiao asked rhetorically.

Hui An and Tian Xing were both stunned, they didn't think that the uncle like the legendary Buddha would lose, but they spent a lot of effort to bring out the uncle Suo Luo, who was practicing in the deep mountains, and then Hui An reacted and said, "We lose, let you deal with it." ”

"It's not good for me to dispose of you, and your uncle won't do anything for me, and you two are waste in my eyes."

Wang Hengxiao said unceremoniously, looking at Hui An and Tianxing with disdain.

"You!"

Hui An and Tian Xing both stared at Wang Hengxiao with annoyed faces, and they were almost about to rush up, but fortunately, Wang Hengxiao's legendary murderous reputation made them not dare to make a move.

"And what do you want? There's no way my uncle will lose to you. ”

Hui An said in a deep voice: "Big deal, I bet 10 million dollars." ”

"Hehe, do you think I'll be short of money?"

Wang Hengxiao still looked at the two of them with disdain and looked at the two of them with idiotic eyes, and when the two of them were about to go crazy, they finally spoke: "I won, you promise me a condition, when I go to your Yunxiang Temple, you will unconditionally open all the classics to me, including boxing methods and scriptures." ”

When Hui An and Tian Xing heard this, they both felt that it didn't matter, they had only stayed in the temple for a few years, and they had no interest in the scriptures of the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion, and they were not even more interested in those boxing techniques that needed to be practiced for more than decades to be effective, so they nodded directly and said: "Okay, we promise you, you have to remember your promise, if you lose, you will not be able to step into Nanyang for the rest of your life." ”

Wang Hengxiao nodded.

Suo Luo suddenly said: "The scriptures in the temple are not allowed to be seen by outsiders, this is the rule!" ”

Yunxiang Temple may not have much reputation in the world world, and it is not a famous temple landscape in India, and it is not as well-known in the world as Nalanda Temple.

This is because the Yunxiang Temple is in the deep mountains, but this is a Buddhist temple that has been inherited for more than 2,000 years, and it is the earliest group of temples of Buddhism.

Among them, there are many scriptures and documents, which are an existence under the official protection of India, but because the temple is now dilapidated, there are only a dozen people, and it is located in the deep mountains, and the terrain is dangerous, so it has not been promoted.

"Old monk, if you want to fight with me, just bet on the lottery, so it's decided, within three years, I will definitely go to India to communicate with the major martial arts schools, and then it will be time for you to fulfill your promise."

Wang Hengxiao said directly and decidedly.

Hui An and Tianxing whispered: "You haven't won yet!" ”

Suo's eyes suddenly burst into essence, and he made a voice like a flood of bells, as if the Buddha was telling a scripture: "Donor, you are too sharp and arbitrary, but I am afraid that sooner or later you will go astray and you will not be able to turn back." ”

"Old monk, I know my own affairs, you take care of yourself, can you survive under me."

Wang Hengxiao looked at this Suoluo, no wonder Buddhism can develop, just the appearance of this old monk, he can bluff many ordinary people when he walks out, thinking that he is a master of Taoism.

It is absolutely not a fluke or accident that Buddhism was able to rise rapidly under the thousand-year-old rule of Brahmanism in Indian history, and pushed it to the rule of Brahmanism, becoming the state religion of several dynasties in India and competing with Brahmanism. (To be continued......)