The door opens.

Behind the door, it was not a person who came out, but a snow-white mecha.

Lan Zhang.

Lan Zhang had a difficult movement, carrying several huge steel plates, and threw them aside with great effort, only then did he open the hatch, and Bai Lilan jumped out of it.

"This master, may I ask what you are doing here?" Bai Lilan was puzzled, and he didn't dare to slack off, so he made a martial arts salute.

"Oh, in Lower Shahruk, this is my disciple Gali. The two of us came from Tianzhu and are 'walkers' in the yoga lineage. I came to China to visit the masters of various factions, learn from each other, and communicate with each other. The old man folded his hands, his Chinese was good, and his words were correct and round.

"Yoga?" Bai Lilan was stunned when she heard this, and immediately apologized, "I'm really sorry, my master is in retreat and doesn't see any outsiders. If the master has a heart, can you wait until the mecha martial arts meeting is over in ten days? ”

"Ten days? Gary muttered in a low voice, looking disdainful.

"In that case, I'll come back another day. Shah Rukh looked indifferent, and was about to leave, when his eyes inadvertently fell on the mountain of steel plates, and his movements froze, and he stood on the spot.

Soon, Bai Lilan confessed and drove Lan Zhang back, but Shah Rukh stood in place, motionless.

He stared at the pile of steel plates tightly, his expression was solemn, and his muscles were tense, as if he was facing a great enemy!

"What kind of people are outstanding people? Most of them are fame and reputation-seekers!" Gali had already preconceived, but he didn't notice the master's nervous look, and said to himself, "Grandmaster Wing Chun, it's just like ......"

His words came to an abrupt end.

Sou!

Shah Rukh rose into the air like a big bird, his feet firmly on the pile of iron plates, and then his body half-squatted, carefully observing a steel plate.

His eyes widened!

What's more, the palm print is clear, the texture is profound, and there is no depression outside the edge of the palm print, like a knife chopping an axe, more like an artistic carving!

Gali was also shocked, his expression was a little hasty, and his hands and feet were numb.

It is not difficult to break through the iron plate with one palm. However, if a palm is smashed into the steel plate, leaving only the palm print and the edge is not broken, it is difficult to climb to the sky.

To be honest, if he hadn't seen it with his own eyes, Gali would never have believed that there was such a technique in the world!

"Technique?" he whispered, "Huaxia Technique?"

"It's not enough to be blindly fierce, you still need to be soft, square inside and round outside, and combine rigidity and softness!" Shah Rukh gestured with both hands and made a few slapping movements, "Even my 'Brahman' will never be able to hit such a blow." Gary, I say, this trip won't be in vain...... Let's go!"

"Where are you going?" asked Gary.

"Mecha Martial Arts Club!" Sha Rukh smiled, looking funny, "Although I am not from Huaxia, I am also a martial arts person, so I should be qualified to get an invitation." ”

......

In Wing Chun Hall, the sound of steel clashing stretches like a torrential rain, turning back and forth for a long time.

In the center of the martial arts arena, an iron man stake stands, covered with layers of iron plates, and there seem to be ghosts around it, and a figure flickers and flickers, launching onslaughts from time to time.

The suspense action is flickering and agile, like an invisible ghost circling around the iron man pile, the arc around the body rises and falls, and then constantly punches and kicks, leaving deep marks on the iron plate!

Boom!

Hanging back a step back and standing still again.

Airplanes!

The light and shadow in the cockpit floated, Bai Chen looked up, the projection lines scattered and reunited, evolving into a picture of hanging fighting, the action is like Peng Jiutian, and like the crane singing Jiugao, rigidity and softness go hand in hand, yin and yang complement each other.

"-Crane Strike?" Bai Chen suddenly laughed, "It's also catchy, so let's call it Crane Strike!"

On the side, the spider demon moves elegantly, sometimes like a butterfly flying, sometimes like a tired bird returning to the nest, and the movements are also fluttering and agile, and the evolution is free.

It stepped on gossip, and in front of it was also an iron man pile, which was also full of palm prints and scars.

In the corner of the house, there are already six scrapped iron piles piled up against the wall, and their bodies are broken, and their appearance is extremely miserable.

"More data is needed. In the cockpit, Zhao Qian was rubbing his chin.

The Ukiyo-e Star Map is also a modeling program, and the deduction is no longer a mechanical and animal technique, but a Chinese martial art!

It's more difficult and requires more materials.

Because, the mechanical beast technique is a wild instinct, it is the evolution of the mechanical beast for thousands of years, and it has long been washed away, ancient and simple, and the road is simple.

Martial arts, on the other hand, are different.

Martial arts introduced the concept of "qi", or "internal strength", or "true qi", but no matter what it is, this is a kind of strength like Tai Chi, which can control the crane and catch the dragon, or break the mountain and crack the stone!

The magnetic energy of the galaxy gear, to a certain extent, can imitate the "internal strength", so that the mecha is also like a warrior, the mind runs through, and the energy is not visible.

These days, Bai Chen has been training hard to master this "qi"!

After a period of time, Zhao Qian also modified the spider demon and joined it to add material to the ukiyo-e star map.

Didi ......

Zhao Qian grabbed his mobile phone, it was a text message.

"Alright, the rest of the gears are done. She smiled and said, "Senior Sister Baili, Yunhan, let's go back to the workshop and equip you with ......."

"Good!"

"Hurry up!"

The two couldn't wait for a long time and urged repeatedly.

......

Mecha Martial Arts Club.

A small building in the middle of the lake.

On the surface of the lake, countless boats surround the island, floating and sinking, like the stars and the moon, and the momentum is huge. On the boat, they were all famous warriors, all sitting cross-legged, quietly waiting for the competition to open.

Zhao Qian is not among them.

He stood on the island in the middle of the lake, and after opening his eyes, he said jokingly: "Oh, although it is a martial arts club, it is quite elegant......

The boats on the lake are full of spectators, and the only ones who can really get to the island are the contestants who get the invitation.

Zhao Qian, Su Yunhan and others, as Bai Chen's disciples, naturally also had some light, and they were able to go to the island to watch the battle.

"This is the so-called martial arts?" Zhao Qian retracted his gaze and began to look around.

There are not many pedestrians on the island, but they are all big shoulders and round waists, and the mecha is also majestic and majestic.

"Huh, Tianzhu people?" Zhao Qiandong looked around, suddenly stunned, and his face was curious.

Mixed in the crowd, an old and a young two Tianzhu people drifted with the crowd, although the behavior was low-key, but because of the strange clothes, it was extremely eye-catching.

Tianzhu people have dark skin, and their appearance is very different from that of Huaxia, so Zhao Qian can naturally tell it at a glance.

The old man noticed Zhao Qian's gaze, but he didn't care, and after smiling faintly, he folded his hands and bowed.

Zhao Qian knew that he was abrupt, so he hurriedly returned the salute respectfully.

His gaze shifted to a giant mecha behind the two of them, and his expression froze.

"It's ......"

It was a gray-brown mecha, with a long body and disproportionate limbs, and arms almost above the knees, like a long-armed giant ape, which was very strange.

On the surface of the mecha, starting from the cheeks, the whole body is covered with red paint, the texture is rough and weird, mysterious and unpredictable.

Zhao Qian vaguely felt that the scorching aura was flowing from the smudge lines, which seemed to be not only used as a deterrent, but also had other functions.

He didn't know anything about the Tianzhu mecha, so naturally he didn't know this "Sanskrit" and didn't understand the mechanism.

"Huh, how could it be...... They?" Beside him, Bai Lilan suddenly lost his voice.

"What, do you know them?" Zhao Qian was stunned and couldn't help asking.

"A few days ago, they came to Wing Chun. Baili Lan paused, briefly described the situation a few days ago, and wondered, "Tianzhu people can also get invitations?"

"That's a coincidence, you don't have to make another appointment in the future, you can fight directly at the mecha martial arts meeting. Zhao Qian nodded and said with a smile.

While talking and laughing, a group of warriors walked around a middle-aged man, and the atmosphere suddenly became noisy and loud.

"Huh?" Zhao Qian was stunned.

He didn't know the big man, but there was an acquaintance in the flow of people - Zhang Heng.

"Eight Pole Gate?" Zhao Qian said in a low voice.

Bai Chen nodded and said in a low voice: "The one in the middle is Wu Zheng, the master of the Eight Poles Gate. ”

"Door master? Is that Zhang Heng the door master?" Zhao Qian pursed his lips and shook his head again and again, "Listening to his big tone, he regards the heroes of the world as nothing, and thinks he is the master of the Baji Gate?"

"Big disciple," Bai Lilan said disdainfully, "A true grandmaster is often modest and introverted, and only a clown who jumps off the beam will pull a big banner and act as a tiger skin." There is a saying - half a bottle of water dangling, that is, such idiots. ”

Zhao Qian nodded.

"Master Bai, you really didn't disappoint me. Wu Zheng walked over and solemnly clasped his fists and saluted, "The biggest purpose of my trip is to hope to meet you again and learn your tricks." ”

"Master Wu has won the award," Bai Chen's face was full of spring breeze, and he bowed in return, "I also hope to have a good time with Master Wu and see the fierceness of the Eight Extremes." ”

Both of them are very light-hearted, but the disciples below will not be so polite.

"Ouch, have you really learned Wing Chun?" Zhang Heng crossed his arms and teased softly, "Tsk, did you regret it? I told you earlier, the girl's boxing has no future!"

"You!" Bai Lilan was furious, and was about to shoot the case.

Zhao Qian hurriedly stopped her, smiled and whispered: "Senior sister, they are all martial artists, why bother arguing with him......?

Bai Lilan was stunned and said in a low voice: "What are you going to do?"

"Of course, it is to convince people with virtue. The corners of Zhao Qian's lips floated an arc, and he said with a smile, "Our Huaxia is a country of etiquette, and we have to teach people to be good." If he is humble, you let him be humble, and if he is not humble, you have to teach him to be humble. ”

Bai Lilan's eyes lit up.

Zhao Qian nodded, patted her shoulder, and slowly walked out of the crowd.

"Boy, what are you going to do?" Zhang Heng frowned slightly.

"There is still some time before the martial arts conference...... Zhao Qian clasped his fists and saluted, proposing, "Why don't we compete and compete, and have the right to serve as a side dish before the game?"

"Can you do it?" Zhang Heng tilted his head, undisguised his disdain, "You've only been studying for a few days?"

"Will you know if you try it?" Zhao Qian said with a smile.

"Don't regret it!" Zhang Heng saw that Zhao Qian was not joking, and a sinister smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

"Rest assured, I never regret it. Zhao Qian narrowed his eyes and smiled like a fox.