"Ninja?"

Hearing Wang Chao say that the ninja jīng had accumulated the god of jīng, and then forbearance broke out in one fell swoop, Huo Ling'er frowned and recalled a series of things about learning kendo in rìben.

"I studied karate kendo in Rìmoto back then, but I didn't come into contact with the ninja side, and I didn't even hear of it, so I always thought it was just a legend, is it really there?"

Tan Wendong also recalled: "I also did business with Rì himself on the underworld in the southwest area, and I didn't hear anything about ninjas. Could it be that our Tangmen have dealt with ninjas? rì should not have this organization? In some of the materials recorded by our Tangmen, there is no news of ninja organizations in this regard. ”

Tan Wendong is now gradually starting to have some small powers, and has become Wang Chao's right-hand man in the Nanyang Tang Sect, but he can collect a lot of information and information, and the Qiē gang of Rì Ben also knows it clearly, and there is no record of the ninja organization.

"There is no ninja organization anymore, but there should still be people who practice ninja practice, just like we practice national arts, and there are no beggars, Qingcheng, Emei, and Huashan sects written in the novels. Even Shaolin, Wudang, and martial arts are only so limited. It's all a private inheritance, with a few apprentices, private practice, and the ninja of rì should be like that. But it's hard to say. ”

"Ninja is actually a kind of martial arts, but I have participated in some magic, means, and spiritual cultivation in it, such as my one-handed method of 'borrowing the corpse to return the soul', that is, the person shrinks behind the back of a corpse, grabs the muscles of the corpse with his hands, controls his bones, and makes the corpse move, this is actually a ninja technique, and some methods in Tai Chi can also be done in the same way, which belongs to the fighting style in boxing. ”

Wang Chao chatted: "The rest of the smoke bombs, blowing needles, changing disguises, hiding without eating and preserving the body, etc., in short, it is a kind of martial arts plus spy cultivation." It's similar to the current agents, but the means are much more abundant than the agents. ”

"There's nothing magical about that. Huo Ling'er smiled.

"That's true, but it's also worth noting, this martial arts conference, I made too much noise, if there are people who have cultivated in this area, they will definitely come out to participate in the martial arts conference, and you should pay attention when the time comes." Don't be deeper than them, but fall in love with them. Wang Chao advised: "As for the cultivation of ninjas, they are good at accumulating jīng power and bursting out with a blow beyond the ordinary level, which is only useful for assassins, but not for martial arts." Ling'er, you have reached Huajin, the people who have reached Huajin are experienced and firm, as long as the gap is not too big, you can't die at once. So that thing is useless to learn, and this is also the difference between a martial artist and an assassin. ”

"If the Assassin is unsuccessful, he will be a benevolent. It is to assassinate the opponent as the first purpose. The first purpose of our martial arts practice is not to kill people, but to cultivate ourselves, evolve our bodies, prolong our lives, and purify our souls, which is indeed different. Huo Ling'er nodded.

"There is still some time for the martial arts conference, but you don't have to deliberately seek progress, you can just take your time, and you don't need to practice martial arts every day. Accumulation and self-cultivation are the best. Wang Chao made a gesture of "fetal fist", and when he began to knead, there was a heart-bang, and jumping sound in the palm of his hand, and then the sound gradually became quieter, and it fell silent, but it did not give people a lifeless feeling, but it was an atmospheric chaos.

"Haoran has stopped, how many battles will be repeated?"

Huo Linger watched Wang Chao pinch the "fetal fist" and gradually fell silent, and suddenly recited two poems that fit the artistic conception.

"What do these two poems mean?" Wang Chao asked with a loose fist.

The meaning of these two poems is that when Confucians develop a heroic spirit, their treacherous thoughts will gradually be extinguished, and the rest of the matter is to make inscriptions for their bamboo battles. The immortals are all fighting. ”

"Well, the mood of these two sentences is good. Wang Chao nodded: "I don't have any thoughts, and the rest of my behavior is to make inscriptions for my bamboo battles." Between the sages and the gods. But Ling'er, you have a rich cultural background, are you self-taught?"

Wang Chao found that Huo Ling'er's cultural heritage was very rich, and the poetry and songs were very jīng, and found it strange that Hong Kong education did not seem to focus on Chinese poetry, but instead learned English. After all, Hong Kong was under British rule and did not return to China until 97.

Huo Ling'er heard Wang Chao's question, and her face showed a strange look, "Actually, my poems, these things, are all learned in the rì book. I studied kendo karate for three years, practicing half a day every day and learning about Chinese culture for half a day. The master of the dojo that I studied at that time was everyone who studied the Wang Yangming Heart School. ”

"It's not surprising that when the Rì army invaded China. Many of the officers of the rì army were crazy fans of Wang Yangming, people who studied the study of the mind. This is also some of the things of Confucianism spread widely in rìben, when after the Ming Dynasty was destroyed by the Qing Dynasty, many great Confucians in the late Ming Dynasty were exiled to rìben to give lectures. At the same time, some Confucianistic qigong, cultivation of the mind, cultivation of Haoran qi and other things were passed on to the rì book. At the same time, it also injected new vitality into the martial arts of rìmoto. Qigong is divided into six categories: Taoism, Confucianism, Buddhism, medicine, folk, and martial arts. It's not that we who practice martial arts will carry qi and blood. The qigong of martial arts is still borrowed from Taoism, Confucianism, Buddhism, and medicine. It seems that Ling'er, the dojo you studied in rìben is very unusual, not the kind of popular dojo. ”

Although Wang Chao doesn't read much, he has also read part of the history of national arts, and he knows these things slightly.

"The dojo where I studied was introduced by a friend of my grandfather's. The scale is not large, and it is not the kind of commercial xìng quality. It was founded by Admiral Takeyama Daie, who was admiral of Rìmoto back then, and did not recruit students, but was recommended by acquaintances, which was the same as when Ueshiba Morihei founded the Aikido Dojo. Huo Ling'er nodded.

Originally, some of the martial arts dojos in rìben were divided into commercial dojos and those that were not open to the public.

Among them, there are several major schools of karate, such as the Aikido Imperial Martial Society of Komaruko. These commercial dojos, the students who are generally recruited, will not learn anything profound.

And some of the dojos are not open to the public, and they belong to that kind of small group. Recommended by an acquaintance. It is completely in the form of a research society. In such a dojo, the opportunities for learning are greatly increased.

Take China as an example, the dojo of the commercial xìng quality is equivalent to a martial arts school and a martial arts hall. The dojo that is not open to the public is equivalent to the kind of well-known boxer who recruits apprentices to give lectures in high-level circles.

At that time, the Aikido Dojo, which was originally founded by Ueshiba Morihei, was a group of casual upper-class officers who gathered together, and ordinary people could not enter even if they had money, and there was no opportunity to learn.

"Master, you unify the martial arts world all over the world, at the martial arts conference, what kind of boxing, wrestling, yoga, Muay Thai in foreign countries, these can't be taken to heart, the biggest enemy of our Chinese martial arts world is actually the rì martial arts world. They are too familiar with our national arts, and they are too deeply influenced by our culture. ”

Huo Ling'er expressed her feelings.

"That's how it is. ”

When Wang Chao heard this, he closed his eyes, as if he was thinking about something, and after a long time, he opened his eyes and said slightly: "The stronger the entire martial arts world, the better, in this martial arts conference, I will completely defeat it with the strength of one person." It's really exciting. ”

With the power of one person, to defeat the martial arts community of a country, only Wang Chao can have such confidence and thoughts, and also have such strength.

Just when Wang Chao and Huo Ling'er were practicing martial arts and talking about the situation in the martial arts world. Also in Rì, a huge beheading program codenamed "Boss Fight" presided over by McRavin has quietly unfolded.

rì Ben Hokkaido.

It was already September, in the middle of summer, and the sun was shining, McClavin and Iga Gen, as well as Naoyoshi Tamura, appeared in a village surrounded by mountains and rivers in the rural Hokkaido countryside.

Iga Yuan took McRavin to meet with the grandmaster of the water moon stream, Tamura Naoyoshi, who heard that he wanted to help assassinate Wang Chao, and after a long time, he actually agreed.

This inheritor of Heluo Yubu in the rì book obviously knew Wang Chao's horror for a long time, because at that time, Xiao Maruko had asked Wang Chao about his martial arts competition, how profound is his realm?

In the face of such a powerful enemy, for the sake of the future of the martial arts world, he also agreed to assassinate Wang Chao after thinking twice.

Of course, the assassination of a big demon king like Wang Chao, he alone, plus McRavin's Terminator troops, is not enough to see. After all, it is not so easy to go to Nanyang to assassinate, the opponent's territory. Even if these twelve Terminator soldiers all brought guns, a master like Wang Chao would not give them a chance to shoot face-to-face.

As soon as the toes grasp the ground and kick, it is the speed of a distance of thirty meters, and the strength and body that are so strong that there is no boundary, these people are all going to die.

McRavin knows this too. Of course, you won't be arrogant enough to be so arrogant that only twelve people dare to "fight the boss". So after wooing Naoyoshi Tamura, they went to meet with another person.

The one they are going to meet is a ninjutsu master who is very old, even older than Naoshi Tamura of Suigetsu, Itoo!

When McRavin walked to a secluded dwelling, he saw an old man dressed in black, beardless, with sparse eyebrows and a hunched back, sitting alone in the shade of a tree in a pond.

Next to the old man, there was a green gourd, and the gourd exuded a faint smell of wine. At the same time, a bamboo cane is placed next to the gourd.

The old man's eyes were fixed on a nearby flower, and a bee was dancing.

"The shade of the trees is positive, and the pavilion on the pond is alone. Quietly watch the bee teach repentance, idle thinking about the shape of the crane, the French wine tunes the spirit, and the Qingqin enters the spirit. Old friend Ito, your realm is getting higher and higher? Do you remember when we went to see Sun Lutang together? He also sat under the pool, choked such a poem on us, and then suddenly made a move, and the six of us, without even seeing the shadow, fell to the ground, and the predecessor of the emperor, Master Kazuo Sakata, was also single-handedly overturned to the ground by him. After returning home, he was angry to death. ”

When Naoyoshi Tamura saw this old man at a glance, he first read a poem in Chinese. Then he used fluent rì to talk to this ninjutsu master Fu Ito.

"Yes, it's been more than 80 years, but it's still in our hearts, and we don't dare to forget it in the slightest. Back then, we were young people in our early twenties. Ito, a ninjutsu master sitting under a tree, suddenly spoke.

As soon as he spoke, McRavin was startled.

Because his voice was definitely not an old man's voice, but as thin as a woman, with a strange taste.

That's right, it's weird! a panic that makes people hear it indescribable.

"Oh my God, this man, you don't know how terrifying it is when you listen to the voice. "Michael Laven doesn't know how many characters he has seen in his life, and his vision of seeing people is also very accurate, and he often knows people's abilities, qualities, and status at a glance. There will never be a phenomenon of dogs looking down on people.

But now when he hears the voice, he feels a panic in his heart, but he has never met anyone who is hairy.

This poem is indeed the best way to cultivate the god jīng and adjust the mentality in Chinese culture. At noon, he sat still in the shade of the tree, watching the movement of the bees, thinking about the shape of the crane, using the wine to reconcile his spirit, and using the Qingqin to penetrate his own spirit. Sun Lutang is worthy of being a martial god, and he has a deep charm in it, and I have only achieved it so far, but there is not much left of life. ”

Ito's bewitching voice sighed softly.

French liquor is a kind of health liquor brewed in accordance with legal rules. It can reconcile people's spirits.

"We still have xìng lives, unlike Li Shuwen's samurai companions who challenged back then, all of them died, and none of them survived. Naoyoshi Tamura is also reminiscing about things that are very far away.

"There's no more Sun or Li anymore," Ito recalled, closing his eyes. "Ah Yuan, you came in to find me to kill someone?"

"Hmm, Ito-senpai, you have a good eye. Iga Yuan stepped forward and said.

"Of course, you all have murderous intent in your hearts. Ito said, "I've killed people for thirty years." But I haven't killed in sixty years now, I've forgotten the means of killing, and there are no young people willing to learn the art of killing from me. I can't kill anyone myself. ”

When Ito said the word "killing", he said it with reverence, as if he were mentioning a profound art.

"Yes. Iga Gen said: "Ito-senpai, Sun, Li and others like him are now available, and we came to you to ask you to kill him!"

"Huh?" Ito's eyes flashed a strange blood red, and he returned to normal.

"Brother Ito, it's true, that kind of person has appeared! We are already people in the last years of life, and we only have the last bit of strength, but if we can kill such a person, it can be regarded as glorious, even if we die in the hands of such a person, it is also glorious!" Tamura Naoyoshi said quietly in rì.

"Tamura-kun, you never say that there is no certainty, it seems that there really is such a person in the world, how old is that person?" Itoo asked.

"Very young, in our twenties, about the same as we were back then. Tamura Naoyoshi said.

"Oh. Ito didn't seem surprised, he also knew that achieving success when he was young was the key, and when he was old, he was not active, and it was difficult to reach the top. "In that case, the two of us, I'm afraid it's not enough. Ah Yuan won't go. ”

"I'm going to fight him with dignity. If he can escape the assassination of the two seniors, I will fight to avenge the seniors!"

Wang Chao escaped the assassination of these people, which means that these people will die. Of course, Iga Gen will say words of revenge.

"The two of us are too few, so we have to call Takeyama-kun, Takeda-kun, and Kikume-kun, but unfortunately, Ueshiba-kun has passed away, his son Kishimamaru has also passed away, and Sagawa-kun has also passed away. Otherwise, with them, we have a greater certainty. Hey, the current youth is too tender, and only Ah Yuan is slightly better. If they want to kill a god like Wang Chao, they are really going to die!"

Naoyoshi Tamura sighed.

The Ueshiba-kun he was talking about was the founder of Aikido, Ueshiba Morihei, and the other Sagawa-kun, who was also a master of Daito-ryu Aiki-jutsu, died at the age of 98, and the day before he died, in his own dojo, he also smashed some strong people against the wall. If they don't die, they will kill Wang Chao together, and the success rate will be much greater.

"Young people now, although the body is good, but the state of the enemy's god is too bad, Sun, a strong person like Li, just one look can make them collapse. ”

Ito stood up, his back straight.

Indeed, in the eyes of these old masters, although the body is strong, the state of the god is really too poor.

And assassination is not a contest! You don't need a body, you just need a sudden outburst!

In this respect, these old men are much, much stronger than the young powerhouses.

At this point, all the older generation of boxing masters and ninjutsu masters are ready to assassinate Wang Chao, the world's number one master!

At the same time, these people are also ready to die! Because they already know how terrifying Wang Chao is, after they burst out with the strongest blow, if Wang Chao does not die, they will definitely die!