"Sect Master Song, I am cultivating alone, and there is no one to teach, so I don't know much about the martial arts world, I would like to ask you for some guidance, about the martial arts world, I wonder if my predecessors can explain it to me?" Ma Han asked curiously.

"The martial arts world, generally speaking, in Huaxia, it is divided into three parts, the first part is the military warriors trained by Huaxia State, these martial artists are strong, not to mention, they are also loyal to Huaxia State, simply put, that is, Huaxia Country will select some talented children every year, and after obtaining the consent of their parents, they will be sent to the training base, almost all of the strong people in Huaxia Country are like this, such as me, I have been practicing martial arts since I was a child, which has the current strength. ”

"The second part is the four more secret sects, these sects that have been inherited for hundreds of years, not only have unique features in internal force cultivation, but also are outstanding in martial arts, and the strength of these sects is also very strong, which should not be underestimated. ”

"The third part is the eight ancient martial arts families, for example, the one named Fan Biao in your same bedroom is one of the ancient martial arts families, the Fan family!" Speaking of this, Song Haotian gloated and smiled: "For another example, the guy named He Jiaming you killed is also a child of the He family, but it seems that he had an awkward quarrel with his own family, so he split up, but those guys are all short-sighted, maybe they will still stand on the opposite side of you in the end." ”

"These three major forces account for almost seventy percent of the warriors in Huaxia, and the rest are those who have become warriors by chance because of various adventures, this kind of warriors generally do not become any outstanding masters, but if they can stand out, then this kind of warriors is the most difficult to deal with. ”

"In terms of numbers, those low-level martial artists account for almost ninety percent of the number, and there are not many people who can reach the cultivation of Dacheng martial artists, and the characters who can reach the master are naturally even rarer. However, our Huaxia country has a large population, and on this huge base, the master-level figures of our Huaxia country are generally maintained at about 5,000, as for the grandmaster, it is not easy to count, but some people say that I am 800 grandmasters in Huaxia, but no one can be sure. ”

Ma Han had been listening quietly, and at this moment he couldn't help asking, "Why can't the Grandmaster be sure?"

"Ordinary martial artists, we will have some filings in our special department, such as you, when you were weak in the past, it was not noticeable, but after you reached the Dacheng, or even after the master level, someone in our special department will investigate you, even if you can't understand your various situations in detail, but generally speaking, there are still records, not to mention you, even if it is those four secret doors and eight great families, they can't escape the monitoring of the state. Song Haotian said with a smile: "But in the grandmaster, it is impossible to monitor, and the grandmaster has a long lifespan, such as many grandmasters thirty years ago, and we can't be sure whether they have passed away until now, so the number of grandmasters is always difficult to count." ”

"It turns out that there are so many strong people in this world, it turns out that there are thousands of masters, and it turns out that there are eight hundred grandmasters. Ma Han muttered to himself, his eyes were not disappointed, but a fighting spirit burned up.

If this world is full of mortals, what is the use of cultivating oneself? What is the meaning of being able to dominate the world with ease? That is, there are so many mountains waiting to be surpassed and climbed by oneself, and only then can life be meaningful.

"It seems that I'm still very weak!" Ma Han smiled slightly.

"That's not exactly what you think. Song Haotian shook his head instead: "Probably you have been fighting with martial artists of the same level, so you don't think you are strong, if you fight with people of the same age, I am only afraid that you will not meet an opponent." A young man in his twenties like you has reached the master level, and there are few people in the entire Huaxia who can compare with you, and among those major forces, at most each force has a few geniuses like you, which is amazing. Or let me put it this way, China has a population of nearly 1.5 billion, but only a few thousand people are about the same strength as you, do you still feel weak?"

Ma Han suddenly asked: "Since my Huaxia is so powerful, why should I be bullied by others, and simply send warriors, wouldn't it be invincible? Could it be that other countries also have warriors?"

"Haha, if only it were that easy. Song Haotian shook his head and smiled bitterly: "The ninjas of the island country, the orcs of the rice country, the angels of the eagle country, the ascetics of the West India country, and the masters of other countries, these are not weak, we Huaxia can already do our best to hold it, if we want to take the initiative, the strength is still a lot worse, fortunately, our country has developed rapidly over the years, and its strength has increased a lot, otherwise, those ghosts and ghosts will not easily give up and come to our country to cause trouble." In the early days of the founding of the People's Republic of China, strange things happened almost every day, in fact, these things were made by the masters of those hostile countries, but at that time we were not strong, we could only barely hold the big city, but fortunately, as the strength of our country became stronger step by step, I Huaxia once again stood on the top of the world, which is also the honor of my generation. ”

Looking at the arrogance on Song Haotian's face, Ma Han also sincerely felt a sense of pride, yes, this is his own country, a country that has been getting stronger, and with a strong country, there will be a home that is not humiliated by others.

Ma Han suddenly remembered what happened to the An family, and wondered if the so-called demon path that An Mingguang encountered at the beginning was some evil organization abroad?

"By the way, there is an organization called the Black Evil, do you know?" Ma Han suddenly remembered the Black Evil, so he asked.

"How did you come across with this organization? This organization is not simple. Song Haotian also showed a cautious look on his face: "The Black Evil is nominally a world-class killer organization, but in fact, this organization is the underground organization of the island country, and this Black Evil alone has attracted more than sixty percent of the masters of the island country, and the Black Evil has always been good at assassination, and it is difficult to live in peace when he is entangled by this organization." ”

Ma Han simply said how he encountered the Black Demon Organization in the first place, Song Haotian seemed to understand something, and said coldly: "I didn't expect the other party to actually target the virtual technology we are studying, it's really bold, and Feng Hai is too much, it has reached such a point that he doesn't even report it to the country, do you really think that this kind of thing can be solved by a mere businessman?"

This kind of thing is obviously already a national event, and Ma Han really doesn't want to participate, so he pretends not to hear it.

"How are your injuries, don't you need to go to the hospital?" Song Haotian glanced at Ma Han and asked.

"No, I'll take my own time. Ma Han said indifferently: "Since Sect Master Song has something, then I will go back first." ”

Song Haotian really had something, and immediately said when he heard the words: "Okay, you go back first, as for why the group is here, I can probably delay it for you for a year, but you also have to be careful that the other party is angry." ”

Ma Han nodded cautiously!

got out of the car and saw Song Haotian leaving, and Ma Han was just about to get up and go back when he heard a cry for help.

"Help, what do you want to do?"

A female voice came, Ma Han smiled helplessly, what's going on today? Things are coming one after another, whether it is impossible, the patriotic enthusiasm aroused by Song Haotian just now has not faded, and in a blink of an eye, he ignores the injustice, if so, Ma Han himself will look down on himself, and although this cry for help is unfamiliar, it seems that he has heard it.