Chu Hao stood at the bow of the boat, his right hand went up to the top of his head, the palm of his hand was forward and inside, and his left hand was placed back on the life gate, looking at the Lao Palace, intending to guard the life gate, and turning his body three times.

Then change the momentum to the left up and right down, deep pranayama, inhale at the door of life, exhale in the Lao Palace, breathe three times to achieve the feeling of hot and numb palms. In this way, the left yin is sealed, the right yang is opened, and the right yin is sealed and the left yang is opened, which acts on the yin and yang veins.

Then open three gates, the period gate, the chapter gate, and the Beijing gate.

Rise and breathe down, and the two hands move like pulling rubber bands, driving each other. The front of the foot is virtual and the back is solid, the center of gravity is three before and seven after, and the left and right movements are two times each.

Chu Hao felt a stream of air exhaling from his mouth, and then slowly moisturized his limbs and veins, his whole body seemed to be warm, and he also felt that his body seemed to contain infinite amazing power.

"What a mysterious cultivation technique!" Suddenly, there was a burst of admiration behind Chu Hao.

Chu Hao's cold hair exploded instantly, only to feel an incomparably cold chill rushing down his spine to his brain, and his whole body couldn't help but tremble, and the alarm bell in his heart rang loudly!

It's too careless, it's too careless!

In my heart, I quickly had an evaluation of the person who spoke, that is, a master, an absolute master!

Otherwise, although he took advantage of his practice and his attention didn't have anything to do with the surroundings, he was definitely a master who could quietly walk around him so quietly!

Chu Hao turned his head and saw a handsome white man in his thirties standing not far behind him.

This white man is also a sword eyebrow starry-eyed, with a hanging nose, and he is extremely tall, Chu Hao's current height is about 1.88 meters, and this white man is actually a little taller than Chu Hao.

But Chu Hao's brows couldn't help frowning, and he didn't know if it was because he didn't like the white man who was silently approaching him, or because the white man's eyes made him a little uncomfortable.

Although there was a smile on the corner of his mouth, his eyes were always a little hazy, and even a little wild, eager to try, as if he wanted to devour people, as if the white man had a wild beast locked in his body.

"It's just a country handle, not enough to worry about. Chu Hao said lightly and prepared to leave.

"Even the most promising Chinese people in the black race, A+ level masters have been defeated, and the respected driver said that he is a country master, so I am afraid that there is no kung fu in the whole world that can be called mysterious. The white man said with a smile.

Without waiting for Chu Hao to speak, the white man directly stretched out his hand and said slowly, "Hello, Biflones, Mr. Candle Dragon." ”

Chu Hao frowned slightly, and after a few breaths, he said slowly: "Forty-six Demon God." ”

Bifrone's eyes lit up suddenly, "I heard Kem say that Mr. Candle Dragon is proficient in the Seventy-Two Demon Gods, I originally thought that Kem was just talking nonsense, but I didn't expect Mr. Candle Dragon to really understand the Seventy-Two Demon Gods, I haven't met someone who can drink through my rank in one bite for a long time." ”

Chu Hao pursed his lips in his heart, cold knowledge like Solomon's Seventy-Two Pillars Demon God is naturally known to few people now, but it was different in Chu Hao's previous life.

Whether it's the Final Fantasy series, or games like Shin Megami Tensei, Son of the Devil, Dungeons & Warriors.

Or comics like "Night Magician" and "Demon King" have a large number of clips describing the Seventy-Two Pillars Demon God, and it can even be said that some game animations still use the Seventy-Two Pillars Demon God as the main content, so it is really not strange to say that Chu Hao knows this!

After knowing who this white man was, Chu Hao didn't wonder why he had such a bad feeling for this white man who had never been masked.

Because Bifrons, the forty-sixth demon god, is said to be like a monster, can also exist in human form, and is good at teaching people astrology, art, geometry, and can distinguish gems and herbs.

Crucially, however, it has a habit of moving corpses or lighting candles on graves.

In this way, it can be imagined that there are such weird, disgusting people, how can people not feel an inexplicable annoyance.

However, although Bifrons is only ranked forty-six, he is not low among the six ranks of the seventy-two pillar demon gods, from noble sons to kings, and he is an earl, and in myths and legends, he commands six legions.

"If you're fine, I think it's time for me to have breakfast. Chu Hao said lightly.

A sinister look flashed in Bifrons' eyes, he hadn't touched such a soft nail in a long time.

However, Bifrons's complexion instantly returned to normal, and he said with a smile, "Mr. Candledragon is light, but I think we will meet again." ”

Chu Hao nodded, and walked directly past Bifrons's side.

Looking at Chu Hao's distant back, Bifrones's face suddenly changed, his face quickly collapsed, and his two eyes, which were originally quite beautiful, instantly turned into an inverted triangle like the eyes of a poisonous snake.

"It's been a long time since I've met anyone who dares to reject me like that. Bifrons said slowly with a sinister face, like the murmuring of the devil.

To be honest, Chu Hao rarely gave a stranger a look, let alone be so polite.

But for Beverons, Chu Hao really couldn't have a good impression.

You know, not to mention the ancient times, it is modern, if ordinary people are just that, and a martial artist, without permission, peeks at others practicing martial arts on the side, this is a big taboo.

And Chu Hao knew that when he came out to practice, he would naturally inevitably be looked at, and generally speaking, if he was seen, he would see it.

But this Bifrones behavior is really difficult to make Chu Hao comfortable.

Watching him practice martial arts so closely, and deliberately speaking out at the end of his martial arts practice, this is a bit too arrogant and hateful.

According to Chu Hao, in addition to showing off his skills, this also has a lot of threat, which is clearly telling Chu Hao that he has the ability to attack Chu Hao silently.

In addition, the most important point is that if it is the top four pillars of the black race, or the top ten demon gods, he will endure it, but a demon god who is ranked only forty-six, still does this, isn't it too ignorant of life and death.

Without the corresponding strength, it is best not to do something too out of line, otherwise you will be careful of being killed.

It's like a person whose strength is higher than Chu Hao, or the same, tells Chu Hao that he wants to kill Chu Hao, and Chu Hao naturally has to deal with it carefully.

And when a weak person said such a thing, Chu Hao didn't think it was a little funny, if he didn't see it, he just walked away, and the other idea was to slap him to death!

Back in the room, the Jingming monk and the others had already eaten around the dining table, looking at the plates on the dining table, stacked as high as half a person, Chu Hao pursed the corners of his mouth, fortunately it was not his family's food, otherwise these few goods that could be eaten better than pigs would have to eat him.

After the tea and food were full, Chu Hao asked, "When will the martial arts competition start?"

Monk Jingming rubbed his stomach, "These two days are the registration time for martial artists, and the official start is after the day after tomorrow, according to normal speaking, each martial artist has one person, regardless of life and death." ”

Looking at the stomach of the Jingming monk, Chu Hao looked disgusted, he finally knew why these Shaolin monks could still practice martial arts without eating meat and lacking nutrition.

The co-author can eat it, the steamed bun with the size of the casserole, how to say that it weighs more than a catty, you can eat more than 20 in one meal, and the green vegetables and tofu eat five plates, and the pigs are not so edible.

"Regardless of life and death, wouldn't that be too dangerous. Chu Hao asked suspiciously.

Gan Shuilan took a sip of tea and glanced at Chu Hao, "Although the rules are set like this, the chance of dying in the black race is actually not great, much smaller than the chance of dying in those underground martial arts." ”

"Why is that?" Chu Hao asked curiously.

This shows Chu Hao's shortcomings, compared to Gan Shuilan and Jingming monks, Chu Hao's biggest problem is the lack of heritage.

Gan Shuilan, Monk Jingming, and they had elders early on and told them all the rules and messy matters about the Black Match.

Chu Hao was like a blind man and a deaf man, and he didn't know anything.

So as soon as Monk Jingming heard Cam say that the thirteenth floor, he immediately disliked his room, came to occupy the magpie's nest, and made Chu Hao as the master, and slept on the sofa!

This is the difference between having a foundation and not having a foundation.

Of course, if Chu Hao wants to know, it's not that he can't, just ask Uncle Shuai, if Uncle Shuai agrees with him to read the intelligence information about the black race, then Chu Hao can know about the black race, and he will definitely throw out the eighteen streets of Monk Jingming and Gan Shuilan.

But it's a pity that Chu Hao really didn't dare to ask Uncle Shuai.

He sneaked out this time, and even Han Lu and Xia Yun hid it, saying that there was something wrong with the University of Academy of Sciences, and he would go to Yanjing first.

Therefore, how dare he let Uncle Shuai know that he was going to play the black match.

He can be sure that if Uncle Shuai knew that he was going to play a black match, he would definitely dare to rip off his skin and smash his ass!

However, he estimated that the news of his black match would not be hidden for long, and maybe it would soon reach the ears of Uncle Shuai, after all, from the reactions of the Jingming monks yesterday, they could clearly know what kind of uproar would be caused in Huaxia by defeating Chen Xuangan.

Gan Shuilan glanced at Chu Hao, "Although Hei Sai said that it is life and death, but unless there is some deep hatred, you have to divide it between life and death, otherwise the chance of death is really not big, after all, the people who come here actually want to have an opponent of equal strength and feel what it is to walk on the edge of life and death, not really prepare to meet the king of Hades." ”

At this time, Chu Hao was even more curious, "Then why can't you hold your hand?"

Chu Hao has experienced so many battles of life and death, and naturally knows that if he wants to walk on the edge of life and death, both of them must exert their 12% strength, and they have nothing to say.

But since you don't keep your hands, then it is naturally very possible, or you will definitely not be able to stop it.

In this case, how can you guarantee the life of a martial artist, this is what Chu Hao is curious about.

"Referee, for every competition, a referee for the black match will be assigned. Gan Shuilan said.

"Seventy-two Pillar Demon God?" Chu Hao's mind flashed, and he couldn't help blurting out.

"It seems that yes, they usually use the name of the number, and the Kem who picked us up is also the referee. Gan Shuilan said.

Chu Hao nodded, he knew why the black race would cultivate so many dark masters, it turned out that they were all referees.

In that case, the name of the warrior can indeed be guaranteed.

After all, as long as it is not said that one side has no power to fight back, it is somewhat equivalent, as long as the referee is unwilling to be too weak, and pulls the person on the weak side, death can basically be avoided, and even serious injuries can be avoided.

And with the strength of Kem and Bifrons seen today, it is naturally easier to ensure the safety of the warriors on both sides.

"In addition, Heisai arranged a doctor to be on standby next to the martial arts field at any time, and once there is a problem, he will enter immediately, and I heard that Dr. Heisai's medical skills are very good, as long as he says, there is no brain death, even the person who has lost his breath can be saved, there are many martial artists, and the bones and tendons have been broken, and the result is that Dr. Heisai is cured. ”

"By the way, this is also the reason why the Black Race is unimpeded in major countries, they have been cured, many dignitaries and wealthy businessmen!" Gan Shuilan said.

Chu Hao couldn't help but gasp, this is too powerful, it's just raw meat and bones.

He couldn't help but be a little worried in his heart, the organizing committee of the black competition has both money and force, and now it has surpassed the level of medical skills in the outside world, and has also used this to attract a lot of political leaders and wealthy businessmen, what do they want to do.

"Senior Brother Chu, while the game hasn't started yet, let's go out for a walk first. Wang Zhongshui proposed.

Looking at its eager appearance, I can't hold back the excitement in my heart, and I want to let the birds fly in the sky, and the sea is wide and the fish jumps.

At this time, Gan Shuilan and the others also looked at Chu Hao at the same time.

I have to say that martial arts are always based on strength, and now among these people, Chu Hao's strength is the strongest, and after getting along day and night these days, they have become a little accustomed to taking Chu Hao as the leader.

Looking at the appearance of the others, Chu Hao rubbed his nose, full of helplessness, when did these people actually need to ask for his opinion, "If you want to go out to play, just go out and play, but don't make trouble, even if you cause trouble, don't look for me, anyway, you all have teachers, a group of uncles and uncles, brothers and sisters, if something happens, go find them." ”

Hearing this, Wang Zhongshui suddenly jumped up, patted his chest, and said with a happy face: "Senior Brother Chu, don't worry, if something happens, I will definitely not look for you." ”

Gan Shuilan glanced at Chu Hao and muttered, "Is it a man, he doesn't have a little responsibility!"

When Chu Hao heard this, his eyes widened, and he was about to have a seizure, why are you kidding, he is not a man?

If there is a way, find a place where there is no one, and he will let Gan Shuilan see who is not a man.

But before Chu Hao could attack, Gan Shuilan walked out of the house directly with a pair of shocking long legs.

Now there are three old men left in the room: Chu Hao, Monk Jingming, and Shi Dazhuang.

"Forget it, let's go out for a walk, come to such a trench cruise, don't you have some sightseeing, and go back to play a martial arts competition, wouldn't it be a pity." Chu Hao said.

Chu Hao rubbed his nose, his face was stupid, how did he feel that Gan Shuilan's eyes were the same as looking at soil buns.