Yin Qing is a woman, and the choice is actually a big jīng iron shield, a big jīng iron hammer the size of a watermelon!

She has one in one hand, holding it in her hand, and it looks very funny, originally such a shield, and hammer, should be the kind of two-meter-tall, full-body muscles of the fierce man in the hand to look suitable.

"This woman is so fierce, but she looks a little ugly. It should be the king of black fists, the fierce man, who is suitable to use these two weapons. However, when this woman mentions it, she is as light as a feather, and she is very important, but she is stronger than those martial arts and martial artists in ancient times. If you go to the imperial examination in ancient times, you will be a female martial champion. ”

Huo Ling'er saw Yin Qing holding a shield in one hand and a hammer in the other, and compared it in her heart.

The weapons on the weapons rack of the Tang Gate today are those large ones, such as large steel guns, chūn autumn daguan knives, iron hammers, iron shields, and iron whips. It's all pure steel and extremely heavy. Each piece is at least more than 100 catties.

These things are also made by some blacksmiths among the martial artists of the Tang Sect, modeled after the weapons of the ancient imperial examinations. It is not used for actual combat, but for living the qi and blood around the body and testing the maximum ability of one's boxing skills.

Some modern training test methods, such as bench press, deadlift, squat and other strength tests, are too simple, and some things in the ancient boxing method are not in line, the ancient boxing method, is to cooperate with the ancient weapons, such as practicing Taijiquan, Xingyi boxing, Bajiquan, all have to shake the big gun.

"Mr. Wang Chao, although I don't have the ability of Cao Jiwu, the second-generation patriarch of Xinyiquan, and I can dance the one hundred and twenty pounds of chūn autumn broadsword, but with only three moves, the power of three moves, I can still explode, you have to be careful, don't capsize in the ditch." ”

Yin Qing took the iron shield and the hammer, but did not move forward, but took a few steps back, until he reached the door of the Guoshu Dojo, and opened a distance of more than ten meters from Wang Chao, his face was flushed again, and at the same time, a sip of wine swelled up, his skin was red, and he looked naïve.

She didn't seem to be in a hurry to make a move with Wang Chao, but slowly adjusted the distance, as if she was a jīng real designer, designing drawings, and at the same time looking at Wang Chao with a pair of eyes that seemed to be drunk and hazy.

"I don't know Mr. Wang Chao, do you have any means for Mr. Cao Jiwu to splash ink, I want to see it. If I can force you to fall into a disadvantage in three moves and so on, can I ask you to practice this method as well? I have learned boxing since I was a child, that is, heavy weapons, and I have always longed for this realm, and it seems that when I fought with Wharton, he was not able to do it. ”

Yin Qing spat out another breath of wine.

"Cao Jiwu chūn autumn big knife, splashing ink does not enter the knife technique, that is the boxing method practiced into the realm of innate gangqi, Wharton is naturally a little worse, in today's world, there are four or five people who can reach such a realm in kung fu. ”

Wang Chao left his seat, stood up, and spoke slowly.

Yin Qing said that Cao Jiwu is also a martial arts master in history, the second generation patriarch of Xinyiquan, but he is also the martial champion of the Kangxi period of the Qing Dynasty, legend has it that this second-generation ancestor of Xinyiquan can dance the chūn autumn broadsword of more than 100 catties in the examination martial arts, and the whole body is full of knife light, several people poured ink on him, and after the ink was poured, there was no ink on his body at all.

Such a realm of sword technique is really unfathomable. But Wang Chao also knows it. Such a realm is only possible after the completion of Gangjin.

Among the people who are good at swordsmanship that Wang Chao has seen, Qiu Cicada, a woman, is the first. Her Wuji knife, once unfolded, can splash water without entering. But the Wuji knife is not heavy, and it can't be compared with the hundred-pound chūn autumn knife at all. If you want the autumn cicada to dance the heavy chūn autumn broadsword, it is still far from reaching the Cheng dù that splashes water and does not advance.

"Alright, you can do it. With so many friends present, it seems that there are not a few people who want to fight with me Wang Chao. ”

After Wang Chao stood up, he looked around and urged Yin Qing.

When he said this, there were more and more people in the square in front of the entire Tangmen Guoshu Dojo, the pool at the edge, and the woods, and new people were constantly appearing. Obviously, the reclusive masters invited by the Tang Sect today are present one by one.

But without exception, they all came in from the wall, and none of them walked through the main door, but it was a little funny.

But think about it, it's true, the masters of seclusion come without a trace, go without a trace, the dragon sees the horns of the head and the tail, and comes in over the wall, which is in line with the mentality of the reclusive masters.

If you change to a famous big name in the martial arts world, such as Iga Yuan and the like, you have to go to the front door in a dignified manner.

There were more and more people present, some of them were Asians, some were Caucasians, and even a few blacks, as well as a few practitioners who looked like they were from the Arab world.

At first, all of these people who arrived were higher than the sky, but as soon as they fell into the square and saw the people sitting in the huge Daoist Dojo, they all lowered their breath.

"Well, there are so many masters! There are more than twenty or thirty ....... of them...... Basically, they are all Jin-level characters, so many...... It seems that the world's masters are really underestimated. ”

Huo Ling'er looked at the square, more and more people, and was secretly surprised in her heart.

Because she could see that most of the people present were masters of the Huajin level, and there were a few people with a particularly terrifying aura, although they were not able to reach the realm of Danjin, but they had the hideous beast aura of the King of the Black Fist! At first glance, they were the people who came out of the particularly cruel underground killing world.

Regardless of the high level of Dan Jin's boxer, Peter Megev, the king of black boxing, should be the strongest person outside of Dan Jin in Huo Ling'er's calculations.

If they are good at weapons, the lethality of Dan Jin's masters will not be smaller.

But the aura on those present today is no less than that of the King of Black Fist, and there are as many as three or five of them.

"Although according to our estimates, there are two or three hundred Huajin boxers in the world. Dan Jin is ten times less, but our estimate is far less than this number. It can be seen from the appearance of these characters today. ”

Huo Ling'er was thinking again.

"We, the Tang Sect, are going to hold a martial arts conference, so naturally we have a survey of the masters of the world, and a rough estimate is that there are two or three hundred masters of the world's chemical strength, but what we see now is far from this number. Counting the reincarnation squad, it's far from enough. It's Danjin's candidate, but it's still about the same. But the dead are still very few. Also, the power of Huajin is the middle and upper level, and its own strength is strong, but it is not as dazzling as the Danjin master. It is best to hide, and once it is hidden, it is also a bad thing to make a breakthrough. ”

Not to mention that Huo Linger estimated the world's masters in her heart.

The conversation between Wang Chao and Yin Qing, and some of the hidden masters who arrived at the Tang Sect were all listening quietly, and they were also talking in a whisper. Discuss a qiē.

"Lee Yong-ki. You're here too. Unexpectedly, this time it was a woman who was the first to do it. ”

Under a tree under the pond, a black man with a body like a stone pier, giving people a hard feeling, spoke fluent English, facing a middle-aged man wearing black sè silk clothes, with a black sè belt tightly tied around his waist, and his whole body was black sè without a trace of miscellaneous sè.

"Titans. Peter Megev is dead, and if you go out of the mountains, you can regain control of the huge black boxing market. The black boxing market in this world is so vast and so profitable, why don't you go out of the mountain?"

The middle-aged man with a black face all over his body glanced at the black man and also spoke in English.

These two people, dressed in black sè clothes, are the coach of the Jordanian royal family of Gokukukarate, a Korean, Lee Yong-ki, who used to be the president of the God Hand Society.

The founder of Yakuma Jarate, Daiyama Peida, was nicknamed "Divine Hand", and after his death, some of his disciples founded a "Divine Hand Society" with many boxing masters, and Lee Yong-ki was one of the most prominent.

And this black man was an invincible boxer who ruled the underground black fist a long time ago, when Peter Medev was not born, and no one knew his name, only that his nickname was "Titan".

At the height of his prime, he retired from the black boxing world and disappeared without a trace, and later Peter Megev rose up and took his place.

"Li Yongji, your words will always be so rich and inflammatory. However, my retirement from black boxing was at its most glorious time, and it had nothing to do with Peter Megive. However, your retirement seems to have something to do with the two of them, one is Cui Changbai, and the other is Imat, but these two masters are now dead. You can come out. ”

"Titan" laughed.

The two spoke and fought each other-for-tat. It's all a knife and a knife.

"Okay, let's not do a senseless battle of words, Wang Chao, this person, the realm of boxing, is unfathomable. Invite us to come, and we have to come obediently. But if we do it with him today, he will finally stand up, and there should be no danger to us. When we were going to do it, we proposed, two of them with weapons, against one of him, with his conceit, but also for the promise, I don't know if you are willing to join forces with me?"

Li Yongji closed his eyes and said.

"Old Mr. Gracie is here today. His nephew, Rewan Gracie, was killed by Wang Chao, and he is in the dojo today, but I am afraid that he also has ideas, this person's jiu-jitsu skills, I am afraid that he has surpassed the Rì Motoman Jigoro back then. Let's take a look at his table today. ”

The Titan's eyes fell on an old man on the other side.

The old man, however, was squatting, squatting under a big tree, staring at the ground, but he didn't look at Wang Chao in the Guoshu Dojo, but watched a nest of ants move.

This old man was wearing a half-worn judo suit that had been washed with a lot of water, and the white sè was a little yellow. The hair is a flat head. His back was hunched, and his eyes were almost on the ground.

An old man, squatting on the ground and watching the ants move.

This old man is an old judoka of the Gracie family in Brazilian Jiu-Jitsu.

Gracie, who Wang Chao killed in Situ's house, Lei Wang's famous jiu-jitsu master, is the nephew of this old man.

"These foreigners still have some ability. But this Yin Qing is really powerful. At this moment, a young man hidden in a tree swept his eyes down. Then, he looked at the National Art Dojo again.

"That woman, that's amazing! It's so powerful! This power...... What a powerful explosive force!"

At this moment, there was an earth-shattering loud bang that shook everyone's ears slightly deaf!

The black man "Titan", the former underground black fist ruler, suddenly collapsed tightly at this moment, because at this moment, Yin Qing, who was holding against Wang Chao, made a move!

Yin Qing, a weak woman, was fierce when she made a move, almost beyond everyone's imagination.

Even the old man of the Gracie family, who was squatting on the ground and looking at the ants, seemed to be indifferent, and he raised his head suddenly. A pair of dim old eyes, as bright as lightning piercing the dark sky!

Everyone's attention was focused on Yin Qing, who suddenly erupted.

Yin Qing's sudden outburst was very simple.

She inhaled violently, and the membranes all over her body swelled up at once. It was as if the inside of the suit was an inflated balloon that was about to float.

The iron shield in her hand flickered up and down, and her body rotated with it, running two steps in a row, using grinding steps.

Her grinding steps, exerting it, are particularly majestic, a few steps of running, the footsteps run over the ground, the ground of the Nanyang Guoshu Dojo is a hard solid wood floor, pieces of collapse, explosion, fragments in the sky, almost invisible shadows of people.

When she danced her shield, she really looked like a humanoid tank.

The shield fluttered up and down, wrapping the whole body, and in a rush, everyone saw that a huge humanoid iron ball rolled in an instant, rushing towards Wang Chao!

With the use of the Jīng Iron Shield, Yin Qing's offensive was several times more ferocious than the most fierce Black Fist King in the past!

In less than a second, Yin Qing rushed in front of Wang Chao and struck out!

This blow is earth-shattering. Whining and whining, it was as if a dark thunder had fallen from the sky.

Wang Chao still stood still.

The hands are stacked, and a "heart print" is formed, and the fingers change again and again, as fast as lightning and fire, and the dream bubbles.

Even Yan Yuanyi, who was present and had the most skillful martial arts, couldn't see Wang Chao's gesture change clearly when he saw this moment, and he only felt that Wang Chao's fingers had changed about fifty or sixty times in a row.

With a flick of the fingers, it's sixty moments.

Wang Chao's change was really in an instant.

Wang Chao faced Yin Qing's powerful offensive, and what he shot directly was his most powerful Heart Seal Mother Fist.

Yan Yuanyi only barely saw clearly, Wang Chao at the beginning, the gesture changed to "heart seal", then changed to "mida seal", then "samadhi seal", then his hands formed a circle, knotted "diamond wheel", and then, it changed to "Rulai fetal fist seal", and finally, his fists were raised high, and the end was "Turning the Sky Seal".

This series of exertions, everyone's ears heard an instantaneous uproar, like the sound of a river rushing and stirring in the distance.

Whoa, whoa, whoa!

In Yin Qing's violent outburst, the wooden planks on the ground, the shields flying, and the sledgehammer whining and whining, everyone who was present clearly heard another kind of banging, like the sound of water!

This kind of sound of water gives people the feeling that they are standing a few kilometers away and listening to the rushing of the Yellow River, and the sound of water is faintly heard in the ears.

"What's that sound?"

Many of the people present were extremely sensitive to hearing. They all heard it. The thought turned in their heads with lightning speed, but they didn't have time to speak.

Only the old man of the Gracie family jiu-jitsu who was squatting on the ground and watching the ants stood up suddenly. A few syllables burst out of his mouth.

"The blood is ringing!"

This old man is very powerful, and he screamed out at once, yes, this kind of voice is exactly Wang Chao's tightness, the blood in his body is rushing, and the sound bursts out through his body!

The moment the old man screamed.

Louder voices erupted.

Wang Chao's two fists turned the sky and slapped on Yin Qing's shield and sledgehammer.

Bang!

In the eyes of everyone, the huge humanoid iron ball collapsed at once.

Collapsing, the iron shield shattered into many pieces, and with Yin Qing's body, it flew upside down and out of the National Art Dojo.