"What ??"

Wen Yue was frightened, and took three steps back, glaring at Ning Chen like a ghost.

Recently, there has been a lot of news in the ancient martial arts circle.

The four great masters of Jiangnan teamed up to capture the black martial arts master "Wu Chuanzhi", and when they were about to succeed, they were rescued by another black martial arts master.

This master, is Ning Chen??

Even if this news came out of the mouth of the head of the Qingzhou Martial Arts Association, Wen Yue couldn't believe it.

"I don't know what you're talking about. Of course Ning Chen wouldn't admit it.

After all, the Guwu Association is the top force in Huaguo, and once he is entangled, he can only extinguish it with tears.

That would be a hassle and a lot of losses.

"I expected you to say that. ”

Zheng Wenlong stared at Ning Chen and said, "Teng Tieshan of the Ye family, you injured you, right?"

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Ning Chen didn't speak.

Wen Yue was already frightened, "Teng...... Teng Tieshan, Grandmaster Teng!"

"Ning Chen, it's useless if you don't admit it. ”

Zheng Wenlong narrowed his eyes, "When you attacked Teng Tieshan, there were witnesses next to you, and you can't rely on this." ”

Ning Chen's face was pale, "So what?"

Zheng Wenlong continued, "I know all the grandmasters in Jiangnan Province, Ning Chen, I'm curious where you came from? ”

Ning Chen laughed, "So, as long as it's not a martial artist registered in your martial arts association, they all belong to the black martial arts people?

"Chivalry is forbidden by martial arts!"

Zheng Wenlong said stiffly: "Martial artists have unimaginable power for ordinary people, they must be registered and controlled, this is the law of martial arts!"

"Anyone who challenges the martial arts will pay the price!"

"Ning Chen, I won't talk nonsense with you, hand over Wu Chuanzhi and medicinal materials, otherwise I won't be the only one who will come next time. ”

As he was talking, seeing that Ning Chen's body moved, he hurriedly sank his center of gravity, and said as if he was facing a great enemy: "Don't think about running, even if it is the end of the world, we will find you!"

"Who said I was going to run?"

Ning Chen sat on the sofa with a leisurely expression, "President Zheng, do you really think that your martial arts association is invincible in the world?"

"Actually, in my eyes, your bullshit association is not worth mentioning at all. ”

Poof!

Ning Chen's words didn't scare Zheng Wenlong, but instead scared Wen Yue a lot!

In front of the president of the Qingzhou Martial Arts Association, scolding the Martial Arts Association is bullshit?

Crazy, crazy!

"Okay, young man, let me see how many pounds and taels you have today, dare to speak out like this!"

"Pick up!"

Zheng Wenlong grabbed the five fingers of his right hand, and the green tendons on the back of his hand were bulging, as hideous as a centipede.

Wisps of energy visible to the naked eye swirled around the fingertips.

"Roar—"

Before Wen Yue could react, a fierce tiger roar struck.

Zheng Wenlong's right hand was clawed, and his energy condensed into a tiger's head, his fangs were exposed, and he roared and tore his ears.

Before the offensive arrived, the terrifying roar of the tiger alone had already shocked Wen Yue's liver and gall.

"Tiger Claw Gong!"

"Grandmaster Zheng's housekeeping skills!"

Wen Yue's heart jumped with this thought.

Chinese martial arts are broad and profound, and each martial art has a representative master.

Tiger claw gong was born from the Wudang faction, and is said to have evolved from the ancestor Zhang Sanfeng according to the momentum of the black tiger.

"Tiger claws? I think cat's claws are pretty much the same. ”

Ning Chen sat on the sofa, didn't move, and after a laugh, his fist smashed out directly.

There are no bells and whistles, just a punch.

I heard a crisp sound of "click!" and a muffled hum came from the living room.

Wen Yue looked intently and saw that the five fingers of Grandmaster Zheng Wenlong's right hand were all irregularly twisted and broken, like twisted flowers.

Seriously injured by this, he just snorted, and his left hand was a tiger claw again, and he took it out violently, hitting Ning Chen's ribs!

"It's too slow. ”

Ning Chen threw another punch, hitting him on the lower abdomen one step ahead of Zheng Wenlong.

Zheng Wenlong's thick abdominal muscles were deeply sunken, and on the contrary, his eyes bulged outward, revealing shock!

In the next moment, Zheng Wenlong's whole person flew out upside down like a big meat bun.

However, he did not hit the wall, but volleyed a few backwards and landed firmly on the ground.

"Poof!"

His throat rolled several times, and finally he spat out a mouthful of blood, staining the expensive carpet red.

Wen Yue sat paralyzed on the ground, unable to say a word.

Zheng Wenlong never beat Ning Chen?

Zheng Wenlong is a martial arts master!

"Who the hell are you......"

Zheng Wenlong half-knelt up, straightened the crooked fingers of his left hand one by one with his right hand, and made a rattling sound, except for a slight twitch of the corners of his eyes, there was no expression of pain.

"You are not worthy to inquire about my name. ”

Ning Chen sat on the sofa and didn't move, "You just need to know that it's as simple as pinching a grasshopper to death if I kill you." ”

“......”

The corners of Zheng Wenlong's mouth twitched twice, "You're so big......"

Swish!

As soon as he spit out four words, a stream of true qi grazed his neck and shot into the wall behind him!

The neck was scratched.

And all this, Zheng Wenlong couldn't react at all.

He raised his hand solemnly, touched the wound on his neck, and when he opened it, his palm was full of blood.

"How could it be ......"

Zheng Wenlong's pupils shrank to the size of a pinhole.

"A mountain is higher than a mountain, the strong have their own strong hands, don't think that the grandmaster is the focus of martial arts, on the contrary, it is actually the starting point. ”

Ning Chen poured himself a cup of tea and tasted it slowly.

"On our side, you are not called a grandmaster, you are called the Qi refining period, and you are at the bottom of society. ”

Qi refining period!

Zheng Wenlong seemed to have heard something incredible, and began to feel cold all over his body, "You...... You are ...... from the Gate of Heaven."

"What is the Heavenly Gate?" Ning Chen asked.

"I didn't ...... It's nothing. Zheng Wenlong's face was ugly, and there seemed to be something unspeakable.

"President Zheng, you have been stuck in your current realm for many years. Ning Chen said suddenly.

Zheng Wenlong didn't speak, just looked at him.

"I can teach you how to build a foundation. Ning Chen played with the purple sand teacup and said with a smile.

"Building a foundation?" Zheng Wenlong's eyes were puzzled.

"That is, in your eyes, the realm above the Grandmaster. Ning Chen said.

"Above the Grandmaster!" Zheng Wenlong's eyes exploded, and his heart fluttered wildly, "Great Grandmaster......?" It's the Warrior King!"

"I don't know, it may be the Martial King. Ning Chen said.

"I don't believe it!"

Zheng Wenlong shook his head resolutely, "In the entire Hua Kingdom, there are millions of martial artists, and there are only four in the Martial King Realm, each of them is a genius, how can they be taught?"

Although Ning Chen's strength was very strong, much stronger than him, he didn't believe that the other party could help him break through the Martial King Realm!

This is outrageous!

"I don't know how to lift. ”

Ning Chen snorted coldly, got up and swept behind Zheng Wenlong.

Before Zheng Wenlong could react, Ning Chen pointed at a certain acupoint on his back, and suddenly, a huge tingling sensation came!