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Yang Qingyu was beside Wang Cheng and whispered: "She said exactly the same thing to me and Liu Shicheng yesterday."

Liu Shicheng also whispered: "No other word except the name has changed."

Wang Cheng nodded to these two petty guys, looked at Dong Xingyue, and shook his head, "I am also very sad about Mr. Dong Xingwu's death, but you should not blame us for Mr. Dong Xingwu's death. Everyone has their own destiny. When Mr. Dong Xingwu returned to Japan, he was in good health."

Dong Xingyue's palm, holding the hilt, moved, and a blade appeared from the scabbard. It was a hidden cold light, not dazzling, but even more shocking.

"Any explanation is a sign of cowardice."

Dong Xingyue said disdainfully to Wang Cheng, and walked up the mountain without looking at others.

The two young people behind her also looked at Wang Cheng and the others disdainfully, and then followed Dong Xingyue with a large group of men in black.

Wang Cheng laughed, and he also liked this sentence, explaining that it was the behavior of the weak, and the strong would only conquer it. So he ignored Dong Xingyue and smiled at Liu Wuzhong and said, "Old Liu, are you in good health recently?"

Liu Wuzhong was much worse than Yang Youde's spirit, but he still smiled very happily. He was obviously in a good mood. He didn't care about this competition and said, "Fortunately, Wang Cheng, you have made a lot of noise recently."

Yang Youde also nodded and said, "Yes, Wang Cheng, there are not 100 million people who are looking for you to become disciples now, and there are 80 million."

Wang Cheng was a little confused, and then he instantly thought of the video that Wen Xin showed for him yesterday. He understood in his heart. He knew that everyone present should have watched it. These people are all familiar with him. Naturally, he could see that the protagonist in the video must be himself.

After a helpless smile, Wang Cheng said calmly: "It's all accidents. I was forced to accept an apprentice, Shaoyun, and I have met Senior Yang and Senior Liu."

Zhang Shaoyun stepped forward and bowed respectfully and greeted him.

Yang Youde and Liu Wuzhong both looked at Zhang Shaoyun. The identity of the disciples of Wusheng Mountain was extraordinary. However, after a moment, both of them had a hint of disappointment in their eyes. They obviously didn't look down on Zhang Shaoyun. They were far behind Wang Cheng, and there were quite a gap between Yang Qingyu, Yang Wuji, Liu Chaoying and others.

"You haven't congratulated you on taking disciples yet. You will be the first in Wusheng Mountain history."

Yang Youde said lightly.

Wang Cheng walked and said, "It is both an opportunity to accept disciples and become disciples. If fate comes, it will be fine. Just like marriage, it is impossible to force them. You won't know in advance."

Liu Wuzhong laughed and nodded in agreement with this statement. He wanted to cultivate an excellent inheritor all his life. Finally, he came up with a hope that Liu Chaoying could carry him, but another accident happened, which made Liu Chaoying embark on the same old path as when he was young.

It can only be said that things in the world are impermanent and fate is a mess of people.

Come to the top of the mountain.

Dong Xingyue took a group of people and walked through the Tibetan Ding Temple arrogantly, attracting many Taoist priests to watch. When she came to the residence of Taoist priest Changhe, she stood at the door and shouted: "Dong Xingyue met Taoist priest Changhe."

The voice of Taoist priest Changhe came from it: "Come in."

Dong Xingyue then brought people into the yard. Although she was very strong and arrogant, she knew that she had to abide by the rules here, and also knew that some people were something she could not provoke, and Taoist Changhe was one of them.

People from Wang Cheng and Yang Liu families followed behind and walked in.

"master."

"Master!"

Wang Cheng and Zhang Shaoyun stepped forward and greeted Taoist Changhe, stood behind the old Taoist priest and stopped talking, facing a large group of people from the Dongxing family in front.

Yang Youde also took Yang Qingyu and two Yang family masters to stand on the other side; Liu Wuzhong led Liu Shicheng and Liu Qing and others to stand on the side, confronting the people of the Dongxing family one after another.

All the forces on the field are not showing any weakness.

However, only Taoist Changhe sat leisurely and drank tea in the audience, which seemed out of place with the tension around.

"Do you represent your Toksung family or Iga Gymnasium?"

Taoist Changhe looked at Dongxingyue and asked calmly.

Dong Xingyue looked at Taoist Changhe with unpredictable momentum, and her tone was still cold: "I represent myself."

"Who is your master?"

Taoist priest Changhe asked.

"I studied under Iga Changsheng at the age of three, and I started my studies at the age of ten, and have not yet become a disciple. When I was eighteen, I already owned a famous brand in the Iga Gymnasium, so I represent myself."

Dongxingyue said coldly.

The two young men behind her, as well as all the others in black, looked at Dong Xingyue's back with admiration.

The Iga Dojo is one of the major martial arts halls in Japan, similar to the Takeda Dojo that Wang Cheng knew in Tokai City, and is also one of the oldest martial arts halls. It was originally created by the Iga family in the Shogunate era. It later hosted many masters and martial arts schools, and developed from a family martial arts hall to a martial arts hall representing a major genre, just like the Chinese sect.

To have your own famous brand in the martial arts hall, you must first start a military career, and then go through a series of cruel tests to verify your strength. Finally, you must be recognized by the seniors of the martial arts hall in order to be qualified to have a famous brand hanging on the martial arts hall. From then on, you have officially become a core member of the martial arts hall and have the status of opening a museum to teach disciples.

Taoist Changhe knew these very well, so he stared at Dongxingyue in a little surprised and said lightly: "Iga Changsheng is still alive?"

Dong Xingyue nodded and said coldly: "He is naturally still alive. When I was his disciple, I heard him talk about Taoist Priest Changhe."

"What did he say to me?"

Taoist Changhe asked curiously and seriously.

Half a century ago, the two were opponents on the battlefield. They fought many times but couldn't do anything to each other.

Dongxingyue's eyes, like an ice lake, finally showed a strange look, and she said seriously: "He said, there is only Taoist priest in the world, you can grab his knife."

Taoist Master Changhe stood up and laughed, recalling many scenes.

It was the last year of the War of Resistance. When he took his team members to raid an enemy headquarters, he met Iga Changsheng, who had fought many times before. At that time, the Taoist priest of the Naga Demon boxing was excellent. So he grabbed Iga Changsheng's blade with his palm. He took away the opponent's long sword and defeated him. He also led the team members to destroy the enemy headquarters in one fell swoop, causing the opponent to suffer heavy losses.

Unfortunately, he failed to kill Iga Changsheng at that time and let him escape.

At this time, Taoist Changhe lowered his head and looked at his palm, and his smile disappeared. If he hadn't grabbed this knife hard, he would have hurt his palms and bones. He would not have put down the earth hammer technique and focused on studying the 36 Kunyuan styles. It was not that he did not want to increase his attack ability, but that his fists could not perform perfectly.

However, the fact that Iga Changsheng, the top three master in the Japanese army at that time, was also very happy to remember this incident for a lifetime and regard it as a lifelong shame.

"Okay, Iga Longsheng can remember it."

Taoist Master Changhe smiled and said, "Iga Changsheng was my defeated man back then, and now his disciples must not be my disciple's opponent."

Dong Xingyue's eyes moved slightly, she glanced at Wang Cheng and said coldly: "I have already started the army. So now I am not a disciple of Iga Changsheng. I am me, I am Dong Xingyue. Let's start. Grandpa is the only concern in my heart since I was a child. Avenging him is also the only flaw in my mind. As long as I make up for this, I will only have the blade in my hand!"

"So, I will definitely win today!"

bass!

With a slender and slender palm moving, the long sword on Dongxingyue's waist jumped out of the blade as long as the palm, and this time it flashed with a dazzling cold light.

Yang Youde, who had never spoken, said, "We are practicing boxing. If you want to compare the flesh and palms with your sword and sword, you must be weak, so it is unfair to us if you use a knife."

Dong Xingyue's unchanging poker face appeared with a disdainful sneer, raised her chin, and said lightly: "Then I will let your Yang family and Liu family be fine. I will not draw my sword to you. However, I will definitely do my best to the disciples of Wusheng Mountain. My grandfather also lost to Taoist Changhe when he used his sword. It is said that the Taoist priest resisted my grandfather's blade without any damage. I hope the Taoist priest's disciples will not disappoint me."

Taoist Changhe did not answer, but looked at Wang Cheng.

Wang Cheng nodded calmly, looked at Dong Xingyue's cold eyes, and said confidently: "You can fight me in any way you are best at."

"I'm looking forward to it."

Dong Xingyue replied lightly, then looked at Yang Qingyu and Liu Shicheng and said, "Whoever comes first? I have heard that Chinese Tai Chi and Xingyiquan are both extremely powerful killing boxing techniques. I have seen them in Japan, but unfortunately they are not authentic and have limited power. I hope you don't let me down."

Liu Shicheng looked at Yang Qingyu with expressionless face, gritted his teeth in his heart, nodded to his grandfather Liu Wuzhong, stepped forward, and said, "I'll do it first."

Among Wang Cheng, Yang Qingyu and Liu Shicheng, everyone knew that Liu Shicheng was the weakest. Liu Shicheng also knew this. When Liu Chaoying did not come back, because he was no match for Yang Qingyu and Yang Wuji, the boxing gym was suppressed by the Tai Chi boxing gym.

Liu Wuzhong sighed slightly and whispered: "Just protect yourself."

Liu Shicheng paused and nodded with a serious expression to show that he knew.

In fact, Liu Wuzhong's hope for Liu's Xingyiquan is still placed on Liu Chaoying, because he knew that Liu Chaoying was definitely not dead, so he could fulfill his wish. No matter where he was, he was a disciple of Liu.

As for the Liu family lineage in Jiangzhou, it is enough that Liu Wuzhong only requires Liu Shicheng to pass on this lineage.

Liu Shicheng came to the venue, clasped his fists at Dong Xingyue and said, "Please."

Dong Xingyue waved her hand, and everyone behind her hurriedly retreated and gave up the venue. However, she did not take action immediately, but looked at Taoist Changhe.

This is Wusheng Mountain, and Taoist Changhe is the largest notary.

Taoist Changhe nodded and said, "Let's start."

In this way, Dong Xingyue looked at Liu Shicheng, bent down slightly, and said coldly: "Please."

Liu Shicheng took a deep breath, exerted the style of Liu's cannon fist, and chose to take the initiative to attack, so he instantly exerted force with his feet and rushed out directly. His whole body was like a cannonball, and his fists roared, causing an explosion.

Compared with ordinary martial arts practitioners, Liu Shicheng is definitely a pride of heaven. Judging from his strength and breath, he has steadily entered the realm of transformation and power. He has a unique understanding of cannon boxing and cannon power, and his power is absolutely great.

However, there was no ordinary person present standing with him. Wang Cheng became a disciple for three months and left him unable to see his back. After Yang Qingyu dropped out of school and practiced martial arts, he also made rapid progress. So he actually felt very distressed. It was not that he could not do it himself, but that others were too good.

Dong Xingyue kept her promise. When facing Liu Shicheng, she did not draw her sword, but she pulled out the sword and sheath and slashed towards Liu Shicheng who was rushing towards him.

call……

Liu Shicheng's breathing was steady and rapid, and his eyes were solemn. Facing Dong Xingyue's sword, he did not dodge because he couldn't dodge. The other party's sword skills were indeed quite tricky, with extremely fast speed, sharpness and made people feel locked, so he could only fight head-on, and the cannon fist directly collided with the scabbard.

Bang!

Liu Shicheng took a breath of cold air in an instant, and his fist almost lost consciousness in an instant, with such a great force.

Dong Xingyue was not feeling well. After all, she was not focused on practicing boxing. Although she also practiced internal skills, she was definitely not as good as Liu Shicheng who focused on Xingyiquan. So her arm was shaken and the scabbard was slightly raised by the recoil force.

However, as her breathing changed, she adjusted her strength, flipped her wrist, and turned her feet half a circle. The scabbard took advantage of the recoil force just now and roared at Liu Shicheng again. This knife was more sharp and powerful than the knife just now, because she was leveraging her power.

Wang Cheng and Yang Qingyu both looked at it very carefully and attached great importance to Dong Xingyue. At this time, I was even more surprised to see the other party's strength. This skill of leveraging power is very exquisite.

Liu Shicheng's consecutive moves were fierce cannon fists. His fists had lost consciousness at this time, but he was still attacking because he wanted to defeat his opponent.

Dongxingyue also showed a strong foundation of martial arts, namely calm lower plate, flexible pace, smooth internal breathing, clever leverage skills and extremely skillful sword skills.
To be continued...