Chapter 34: The Eight Poles

The conversation in the box continued, although Li Tianren was not boasting, but he was still faintly proud that his master was an old man of the Eight Extremes!

Just talking and talking, Li Tianren suddenly received a phone call.

"Senior brother, you said that our master's family was injured?"

Li Tianren was stunned when he heard this.

Today is the audition site of the martial arts conference, in fact, he wants to go.

But he didn't have that qualification, and he didn't deserve to go over there at all.

And in their vein, only his senior brother accompanied his master.

That's why he will have time to come to dinner today.

But when he heard that his master was injured, he was still shocked.

Because his master is definitely a martial arts master, although he doesn't dare to say that he is a first-class master, he is also a third-rate master.

Don't underestimate all kinds of martial arts or TV series, always praise first-class masters, and belittle third-rate masters.

But the real situation is that even if it is a third-rate, it has stepped into the ranks of the so-called masters.

Because there's still one more down there!

And Li Tianren naturally does not enter the stream, but if he wants to enter the stream, he has to practice condensation.

Exercise the muscles and bones on the outside and practice on the inside of the skin!

That breath, ordinary people, even with the guidance of famous experts, will take decades of hard work to be able to step in.

Unless it's an unborn martial arts genius!

But martial arts geniuses, it is difficult to produce one in hundreds of years, or even thousands of years.

is like Huo Yuanjia in modern times, but he can't afford the word martial arts genius.

Only Huo Qubing in the Western Han Dynasty, or the one in the Southern Song Dynasty, shocked the world, and Xin Qiji, who was overwhelmed by martial arts, could also afford to be a martial arts genius!

Such people will be famous people in history in the future, hundreds of millions of people in an era, how many people can spread their names?

And how many can leave a name in history?

Therefore, it is really difficult for ordinary people to practice qi without decades of kung fu.

Of course, it may also be that Li Tianren's vision is too narrow, but looking at the entire Yun City, or Yun Province, Li Tianren knows that there are really few people who are his master's opponents.

But now the news came that his master had been defeated and then wounded.

At this moment, thousands of people have gathered in the deep mountains at the venue of the martial arts conference.

Chu Xiangnan walked over and glanced at it, although these people couldn't be named, but they were all deep and long.

"Brother, please!"

A few strong men guarding the door blocked Chu's way to the south.

The martial arts conference cannot be entered without an invitation!

Guan Tian introduced that the richest man in Yun Province threw tens of millions of dollars into it to provide convenience for heroes from all walks of life, and the sponsorship fee was all out.

As a result, I was also turned away today and was not allowed to come in at all.

Chu Xiangnan took out an invitation, and the owner of that invitation must not have received the invitation, because the person who delivered the invitation had already been killed by Chu Xiangnan.

"Xiang Kunlun?"

One of the strong men was a little stunned with the invitation.

Chu Xiangnan was also taken aback, the name seemed to be a little familiar, but he nodded calmly.

"Please!"

After verifying the invitation, the strong man led by him made a gesture of please.

And Chu Xiangnan walked in directly.

At this moment, thousands of people surrounded a ring, and a middle-aged man in the ring had a cold face and stood proudly on the spot with an aura that made people feel murderous.

Outside the field, an old man with a ruddy face was being held in his arms at the moment, his whole mouth was vomiting blood, and several ribs seemed to be broken.

"If it doesn't work, call an ambulance, don't die!"

"Joke, my old man Baji is a martial arts person, fighting with people, and if he is injured and needs an ambulance, won't he be able to raise his head in this life?"

The old man's face was full of unconvinced, but he had no strength to fight again!

Just passed ten moves, just ten moves, and he was defeated by the opponent!

"You can't hold your head up now!"

The middle-aged man sneered.

The ten referees sitting on the high platform on the side, especially the fifth, looked extremely embarrassed.

He is one of the presidents of the martial arts association here in Yun Province, and the old man of Baji not only represents the martial arts association here in Yun Province, but also represents the older generation.

But what about now?

was injured by a middle-aged man.

This really embarrassed them, and the circle of rivers and lakes has always had a dispute between the north and the south.

The people here in Yun Province naturally represent the south, and the arrogant man on the high platform is called Chen Yifa, who represents the northern faction!

"If it weren't for the fact that I'm old and my body can't keep up, I may not be able to fight this battle."

"Excuses?"

"I've said it all, you can't do it at Bajimen!"

This sentence obviously stung the old man of the eight extremes.

The old man of Baji was kicked out of the Baji Gate back then, but whoever dares to say that the Baji Gate is not good, he will do his best!

He jerked to his feet, but stumbled and fell to the ground!

"It's really not good, it's better for me to break up!"

Chen Yifa said.

The so-called loose hands are the kind of people on the rivers and lakes who learn here and there, and there are no orthodox sect heirs.

"Don't talk nonsense, I'll be next!"

But Chen Yifa in the ring didn't pay attention to the clamoring man.

"I made it very clear, today I am only targeting the people of the Eight Pole Gate!"

"Either the people from the Baji Gate will come out in person, or in the future, Yun Province will not be allowed to appear Baji Boxing!"

"Who is this brother?"

Chu Xiangnan asked on the side.

"Chen Yifa, the rivers and lakes are scattered, and he can be regarded as a third-rate master, but that was ten years ago, ten years ago, he went to challenge the first seat of the Eight Pole Gate, and made an appointment to fight Huashan!"

"Lost?"

Chu Xiangnan asked, otherwise, how could he have such a big hatred for the Eight Pole Gate?

"No, I've been caught!"

The man who introduced him rolled his eyes and spoke.

This answer made Chu Xiangnan show a stunned expression, this turn of events was reasonable, but unexpected.

"At that time, a lot of tourists gathered there, and then Chen Yifa came from afar, I don't know who reported it, and then went in and squatted for three years."

"After coming out, I practiced hard for seven years and went away, and I couldn't go out of retreat, and today I came to kick the Baji Gate Pavilion!"

"Why didn't he go to the head of the Eight Poles Gate to take revenge?"

"I went in too, and I haven't come out yet."

The person who introduced him sighed for a while.

"Who can catch these two people?"

"It is said to be the god of war in Kyoto!"

That man knows almost everything.

"Oh, no wonder, I didn't dare to settle accounts with the god of war, so I ran here to vent my anger."

Chu Xiangnan's voice was not loud, but it was enough for Chen Yifa in the ring to hear it.

And Chen Yifa suddenly glared at Chu Xiangnan, and then pointed at Chu Xiangnan.

This made Chu Xiangnan raise his eyebrows.

"Can anyone who comes can fight?"

"Yes, the one who can fight the most can become the leader of the martial arts alliance of the southern faction!"

As soon as the man's voice fell, he looked at Chu Xiangnan in disbelief.

"Brother, don't go on this trip to troubled waters!"

But Chu Xiangnan had already slowly stepped into the ring.

"I also know how many hands of Bajiquan, why don't we practice?"