Chapter 83

On the high-speed train to Jinhua, Lin Feng sat by the window. The martial arts exchange conference was about to start, and he took half a month off. Also along the way with him were Cheng Qi and Yun Yun.

Lin Feng asked, "What's the point of this martial arts conference?" ”

Yun Yun explained: "To put it bluntly, the martial arts exchange conference is a gathering of various sects and families to resolve conflicts and redivide the cake, which in ancient times was called the martial arts conference. This kind of exchange conference is held from time to time, one is to solve the contradictions, grab resources from each other, and the other is to collect money for the major martial arts masters. ”

"Collecting money?" Lin Feng wondered.

"That's right, it's to collect money, the so-called poor literature and rich martial arts, practicing martial arts is not only practicing qualifications, but also practicing resources, an ordinary person, thinking of reaching the stage of internal strength, needs at least one million, and dark energy needs more, at least ten times higher. ”

Yun Yun sighed, she was able to reach the peak level of internal strength so quickly, in addition to her good qualifications, she was more accumulated with money.

Cheng Qi also said: "At this party, almost all the bigwigs from all walks of life in southern Sichuan will come, and there are many rich people who have nowhere to spend to find excitement. ”

Yun Yun continued: "According to the past situation, every martial arts exchange conference, there will be a handicap for those rich people to bet on, of course, all major factions and forces can also participate in betting, including the participating martial artists, can bet on themselves to win." Funds accumulate layer upon layer, and whoever wins the championship in the end will be the winner of this huge amount of money, which is also one of the purposes of the martial arts exchange meeting. ”

"But...... This time it seems to be different. Yun Yun paused and continued: "The cause of this martial arts exchange conference is a killer from hell. He was the fuse of this conference, although the southern Sichuan martial arts world had already intended to hold an exchange meeting, but his appearance somewhat disrupted the rules of the southern Sichuan martial arts world, and some people suspected that he was a-stirring stick released by Jian Yulou, so he was ready to jointly eliminate this person. ”

"Anyway, the purpose of this conference is not simple, and I don't know the specifics. ”

Yun Yun sighed, she had officially withdrawn from the Forbidden Martial Arts Bureau, although there was no news from the headquarters, but she had also cut off all her sources, including his grandfather Qin Anguo, who was somewhat implicated.

After Fa Hui's death, Qin Anguo could have successfully sat on the throne of the director, but because she made such a fuss, the headquarters directly parachuted a bureau director over, and Qin Anguo's power was basically hollowed out.

Yun Yun had a guess that something must have gone wrong with the headquarters, otherwise she would not have agreed to such a ridiculous thing as marrying Yamamoto.

......

Jinhua City, still as usual, Lin Feng came back and did not inform his parents, but went directly to Dongba Town. The martial arts exchange conference was held here.

Dongba Town is surrounded by mountains, because of the elegant environment, it has been developed into a tourist scenic spot in the past few years, although it is close to Jinhua City, but Lin Feng has never been there.

There are no vacant rooms in the hotels and hotels, but Cheng Qi has the foresight to send someone to order a set of farm courtyards.

"Hello Lord!"

Two sturdy young men shouted respectfully at Cheng Qi, and then invited the three of them into the house.

......

In another farm in Dongba Town, Zhou Wenlong was introducing Lin Feng's situation to Chen Jilei. Chen Jilei played with two steel balls in his hand and quietly listened to Zhou Wenlong's introduction.

"This person named Lin Feng has only emerged in the past six months, he was very ordinary before, and he only knew how to study hard, but for some reason, he suddenly changed a few months ago, and he became extremely high in martial arts, and his methods of dealing with people are very old-fashioned. ”

Zhou Wenlong paused and continued: "And Wang Wei's death and Yang Guangqiang's death are related to him. The cause of Wang Wei's death has been found out, although he died at the hands of a gangster named Pheasant, but it was instructed by Lin Feng. As for Yang Guangqiang's death, although there is no direct evidence to prove that it is related to him, he offended Lin Feng like Wang Wei during his lifetime. Moreover, Yang Guangqiang once drove into Lin Feng, that is, since that car accident, Lin Feng seems to have suddenly changed as a person, becoming very good at martial arts and handling things well. ”

Chen Jilei slowly turned the steel ball in his hand and did not speak.

Zhou Wenlong swallowed his saliva, and the muscles on his face trembled slightly. Chen Jilei's way of playing with steel balls is different from others. Two steel balls slowly rotated in his hands, and layers of steel shavings kept falling from between his fingers.

A man's hand is even harder than steel, and if anyone had told him that before, he would have spit on him. It's simply not possible.

But now when you see it in person, the visuals are simply stunning. It's a steel ball, and if it were replaced with someone else's palm or head, what would it be, but I was afraid that it would be crumpled into pulp.

And what he didn't know was that this was an extremely ancient and widespread martial art, the Iron Sand Palm. Almost everyone can practice iron sand palms, but almost no one can achieve it when it comes to getting started or achieving something.

Those who regularly perform iron-sand palm splitting bricks on television have palms that are almost thicker than the soles of their feet. And Chen Jilei's palm is no different from that of ordinary people. This is the difference between true martial arts and wild paths. The true iron sand palm should not only have a corresponding breathing method, but also often soak the hands with precious medicinal herbs.

Zhou Wenlong's lips moved, and he stopped talking a little.

"Say ......," Chen Jilei said lightly.

"Do you think there is such a possibility, this person named Lin Feng was hit by a car and suddenly awakened some kind of ability. ”

Chen Jilei turned his head to glance at Zhou Wenlong, Zhou Wenlong smiled awkwardly, "I know, it's because I've read too many novels, and this is only a plot that only appears in novels." ”

However, Chen Jilei's answer surprised him.

"This may not be for nothing. ”

"What......"

Zhou Wenlong was surprised, thinking that he had heard it wrong, there really were such people.

"This kind of person has another name, he calls himself a cultivator. But we call them the Sideways Path, which is a kind of cultivation method that opens up a strange path, which is very strange and difficult to achieve. ”

"Also...... Then you said that this person named Lin Feng would be this kind of person. ”

"It doesn't matter if it's anymore, it's all going to die anyway. ”

"Uh...... Also, with your master's skill, ten Lin Feng is not your opponent. ”

Zhou Wenlong felt that his heart was trembling, in the eyes of these martial arts people, human life was not worth anything at all, and whoever died would die. More effective than Hades.

"This Lin Feng's parents are in Jinhua City, don't you think?"

Zhou Wenlong's words were not finished, but his meaning was already obvious, martial artists have the means of martial artists, and ordinary people have ordinary people's thinking. In his opinion, no matter how powerful the other party is, as long as he grabs his weakness, he can force him to comply.

Chen Jilei glanced at him lightly, "I don't want to hear the same words in the future." ”

Cold sweat instantly soaked Zhou Wenlong's clothes, Chen Jilei's eyes had a faint killing intent, making him fall into the ice cave in an instant, he knew that he was too talkative, so he hurriedly responded: "Yes...... It's me who talks too much. ”