Chapter 12 Juzheng, Heavenly Fist Flow
During the stalemate, more insiders came to the door of the venue.
The captain of the security team also arrived earlier, and the rest of the security guards respectfully vacated the place when they saw him coming.
The security captain frowned slightly, and said solemnly: "Pavilion Master Chen, we are just people working underneath, please don't embarrass us, okay?"
"Hey, I'm not happy to say this, my master is also the head of the boxing school, and it is also appropriate to enter the boxing exchange conference, which is called embarrassing for you. Sun Yi suddenly glared.
The security captain was just about to speak, when someone suddenly tapped him on the shoulder and said, "Leave it to me next." ”
The security captain turned his head to look, and immediately breathed a sigh of relief, and retreated behind him, and everyone in the security team was also happy to see the comer.
"Brother Dong!" "Brother Dong!"...
The man known as Dong Ge is dressed in a suit and leather shoes, wearing a pair of expensive leather shoes on his feet, his face is quite mature, estimated to be 26 years old, the corners of his mouth are often hooked, reflecting a professional smile, but there is arrogance and disdain in his eyes.
He proudly introduced: "Xu Jiandong, a disciple of Hezi Tianquan Stream, and a nine-star battle master. ”
Everyone was immediately shocked, and the strong men who were one step away from the king of war, Chen Jianhua and Sun Yi's faces also changed a little, but what they were shocked was the words Hezi Tianquan Flow.
The master and apprentice thought it was an ordinary boxing exchange meeting, but they didn't expect it to be an exchange meeting involving such a strong big school.
Xu Jiandong had a smile on his face, and said in a cold voice: "Qianquan Rouquanliu, I remember that it seems to be the last school, I'm really sorry, we invited all the schools at the right level, and we didn't invite you." ”
There is also a strict hierarchy among the schools of boxing, from low to high, there are six levels, such as the last way, mediocrity, juzheng, taishang, legend, and myth.
Juzheng schools such as Hezitian Boxing have a complete and powerful boxing heritage, and their reputation is well-known even in the provinces and regions.
The last school to which the Thousand Gentle Fist Stream belongs is the lowest existence, and at most you can see some unshaped martial arts halls in the corners, and it is extremely difficult for fame to spread outside the town.
Although the Qianquan Soft Fist stream belongs to a relatively special last school school, it was once the peak of Taishang and is about to enter the super genre of the legendary level. However, once it was destroyed and the inheritance was severed, it also degenerated to the point where it couldn't even run the martial arts hall.
Even Chen Jianhua, the so-called head, is self-appointed, and the real heir doesn't know if he is there.
Sun Yiqiang held on and wanted to argue, Xu Jiandong immediately turned around, straightened his coat, and said indifferently: "If you don't have the strength, don't learn from others to cause trouble, otherwise you will meet someone you can't afford to provoke, and you don't know when you will be killed, don't measure yourself, do you think you are still that too upper-minded?"
Chen Jianhua and Sun Yi's faces suddenly turned pale, and their bodies trembled slightly.
Xu Jiandong caught a glimpse of it, snorted coldly, and was about to leave, but suddenly heard someone say, "Juzheng or something, is it very powerful?"
His eyes suddenly became cold, and he turned to look behind Sun Yi.
The person who spoke was Wang Bei, he didn't think much about it, he just didn't understand the classification of the boxing school, and just asked, but others didn't think so.
"Eh, there's a good show. ”
"yes, I didn't expect this soft fist flow to be quite bold, dare to provoke the heavenly fist flow!"
"Whatever, it's better to make a big fuss, so as to save that what is so arrogant!"
"I want to kill you, but people are the nine stars of the war master, and they will destroy you into scum in minutes, and I don't even know when I will be killed!"
...
"Oh, aren't you convinced?" Listening to everyone's discussions, Xu Jiandong held his head high and sneered.
"No, I just wanted to ask how powerful Ju Zheng is. Wang Bei was half stunned, touched his head and couldn't tell the situation a little, and said casually.
He grinned widely and smiled very brightly, but he was immediately covered by Sun Yi and Chen Jianhua's two masters and apprentices, Chen Jianhua said with a split head and a face: "You kid, what nonsense are you talking about, although it is the truth, but it also has to be divided into occasions, and staying here is to provoke the rhythm of things!"
Sun Yi smiled cheaply, rubbed his hands up and down, and said flatteringly: "Brother Dong, I'm sorry, there is nothing to do, this is my junior brother, he has not had a good brain since he was a child, you also know that we have any superfluous ideas in a small family." ”
As he spoke, he pointed his finger at his brain in circles.
Wang Bei was covered with his mouth, his hands and feet moved in a mess, and he said strange words indistinctly.
Xu Jiandong put one hand in his trouser pocket, stared at it coldly, and suddenly smiled: "Yes, how powerful Ju Zheng is." ”
Immediately, he beckoned to the security captain and said indifferently: "Lift the ban on the gate." ”
"Ahh
However, Xu Jiandong was really ready to leave, he waved his hand without looking back, and said casually: "Feel free to enter and exit." ”
Inside the venue, representatives of the 15 schools of boxing that were invited to the venue were seated in their corresponding positions.
In the southeasterly area of the venue, sitting was one of the initiators of this exchange conference, the people of the Hezi Tianquan school.
Zhao Yuanxun, who is nearly forty years old and has a respected status, as the head of the third generation of Hezi Tianquan Stream, is leading everyone and waiting for the official opening of the exchange conference.
"Master!" Xu Jiandong sat beside Zhao Yuanxun and greeted respectfully.
"Well, how is the matter handled?" Zhao Yuanxun looked solemn, clasped his hands around his chest, and his voice was quite heavy.
"It's just a trivial matter, it's almost done. Xu Jiandong said quite confidently.
"Jiandong, your ability to do things, the master has always been very trusted, this exchange conference is fully entrusted to you, and the teacher is also very relieved. Zhao Yuanxun's face softened slightly.
"Thank you for your trust, and you can watch the disciples perform patiently later. Xu Jiandong wanted to speak and stopped, thinking that the matter was just a trivial matter, and there was no need to alarm the master, so he didn't say it.
The ban on the gate was lifted, but Chen Jianhua and Sun Yi were still in a stunned state, when did the big school become so easy to speak, Wang Bei's casual words could make the steward of Hezitianquan Stream let them go, so aren't they all fooling around.
Chen Jianhua coughed, patted Wang Bei's shoulder, and said earnestly: "Xiaohua, you did a good job, you are optimistic about your teacher, and the heavy responsibility of winning glory for your teacher is on your shoulders." ”
Sun Yi did the same, patted him on the shoulder, and said in a deep voice: "Senior brother, I didn't expect you to have such great ability, and it is in vain that Senior Brother has taught you more." ”
Wang Bei suddenly rolled his eyes, did these two guys think of him when they were scoundrels, and now that they are fine, they will talk about everything.
But Wang Bei didn't know what medicine was sold in Xu Jiandong's gourd, and he always felt that it wouldn't be a good medicine, so he thought.