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The martial arts world in Jiangzhou City has been in a turbulent situation recently.

After Toshiki, Toshiki, he came to Jiangzhou to challenge the three great masters, then the descendants of Toshiki family came to challenge to take revenge. Then two major Japanese martial arts masters appeared one after another. Toshiki Tokugawa Motoichi, a master of Edo martial arts master, died at the hands of Wang Cheng, and Iga Mingsei, the eldest disciple of Iga Iga Longsheng, also suffered a loss under Wang Cheng's hands.

For a moment, Wang Cheng, the disciple of the Taoist priest Changhe of Wusheng Mountain, became famous. He officially had such a number of people in the martial arts world. Because he became famous because he defeated Japanese masters, he looked quite prestigious.

Early this morning.

Wang Cheng came to Wusheng Mountain alone.

Taoist Changhe was practicing boxing in the yard at this time, his body was like a pine and cypress, his fists and feet were calm and ethereal, and he faintly contained some Taoist mood.

This is the reason why Taoist Changhe saw the Pure Yang state of Wusheng Mountain martial arts that Wang Cheng comprehended last time and realized it. Unfortunately, he still failed to comprehend the Pure Yang of Taoism by himself. So he just had a faint breath, which only made his boxing technique more calm and round, and could not really raise the entire realm to a higher level.

The master cannot understand the state of his disciple. If such a thing happens, the master Changhe Taoist priest is probably the most frustrating and helpless person in Wusheng Mountain's history.

Wang Cheng stood quietly in the yard and watched the master practice boxing. The three basic boxing techniques and the Earth Evil boxing techniques were fully practiced in the master's hands.

Although he has understood the Pure Yang state of Taoism, Wang Cheng can still learn a lot from his master's boxing skills, especially in the Disha boxing skills.

After the Taoist Changhe practiced the Earth Evil boxing technique, his whole person suddenly became righteous, like a blue sky and white clouds, and his horse stance became wide open and close, which was more fierce and direct than the Earth Evil boxing technique. The same was true for boxing techniques. Each move seemed to be in a condescending posture, as if it represented the justice of the evil!

Wang Cheng stared at his eyes, feeling slightly shocked. Facing his master's momentum, he actually felt involuntarily not daring to look directly in his heart.

He knew that this was another top internal martial arts in Wusheng Mountain, Tiangang Fist.

The peerless martial arts boxing technique that can condense the energy and strength of the qi are still above the power and complexity of the boxing technique.

Taoist Changhe stretched and shrank like a balloon. Every punch and every step of his body was very serious, as if every movement was done with all his strength to continue.

call……

Thirty-six tricks.

After practicing thirty-six moves, the whole body was full of heat, and a trace of heat could be seen above the head, and a long breath of white practice was spit out. Then he closed his eyes and adjusted his breath with his blood. After a while, he opened his eyes. Looking at Wang Cheng, his tone was a little weak, and he said with a little ashamed: "I can only use thirty-six moves in Tiangang boxing."

Wang Cheng looked serious, and a trace of sadness flashed in his eyes. He stared at the master and whispered: "Master, you don't have to force it."

"I have my own sense of responsibility. It's enough for so many years."

Taoist Changhe slowly walked to the table and sat down. He poured two cups of tea as usual, took a sip on his own, and continued, "My master was able to practice Tiangang boxing until he was able to practice Tiangang boxing until he was able to practice Tiangang during his journey. When he died at the age of 120, he personally predicted that I could not practice Tiangang, and at most I could practice Earth Evils, but I could only practice Earth Evils, and I could not truly practice Earth Evils to the perfect realm because I lacked understanding and could not truly enter the Taoist sect."

As he said that, Taoist Changhe sighed again and smiled bitterly: "In the words of you young people now, IQ is a flaw. I have been a fool since I was a child. I have read the Taoist scriptures for more than ten years but I don't know many books. In fact, thirty years ago, I almost died in the hands of my opponent, but I had a sigh of relief in my heart. I haven't found a true successor, and I haven't practiced the Tiangang boxing technique yet, so I firmly believe that I will not die, and I really didn't die later."

The horror flashed in Wang Cheng's eyes. How powerful is that master who could almost kill his master?

I can only say that it is very powerful, he can't imagine how powerful it is for the time being!

"There are many masters in the world, and there are more martial arts schools. My Wusheng Mountain is called the martial arts school that has been passed down from China for the longest time, but it is only the longest, not the most powerful. Look at how many real martial arts practitioners are on this mountain? Apart from me, you are the only one."

Taoist Changhe sighed helplessly, his eyes very lonely.

Wu Shengshan can be said to have fallen at his hands.

Shaolin, Wudang and other sects have become well-known sects all over the world.

And where is his Wu Sheng Mountain?

Except for a few masters I met back then, most other martial arts practitioners have never heard of it.

Wang Cheng immediately clasped his fists and said, "Master, don't worry, I will carry forward my Wusheng Mountain in my lifetime."

Changhe smiled lonely and drank the tea in one gulp. Then he looked at Wang Cheng and said with a smile: "I believe you can do it. Your talent and insight are the only ones I have seen in my life. I have never seen it in the world that can be compared with you."

Wang Cheng sat down to have tea, but didn't answer, so it would be better to be humble.

Nagato talked about what happened in the past two days and said, "You should pay attention to the masters of the Tokugawa family. On the battlefield, the Tokugawa family members were the most useless measures. As long as they could achieve their goals, they could do anything. The Edo Shogunate was the last shogunate era in Japan. They never gave up their hope of rising again, so they were very ambitious and acted ruthlessly and high-profile."

"I'll be careful."

Wang Cheng said affirmatively, murderous intent flashed in his eyes.

"However, I am still alive, and they don't have the courage to come to Jiangzhou again for the time being. The Tokugawa Tomoto dared to come to the Dongxing family. No one dared to come to Jiangzhou to target my Wusheng Mountain Gate, but if you go out often, remember to be careful."

Taoist priest Changhe said solemnly.

Wang Cheng was also a little relieved. As long as the other party didn't come to Jiangzhou, he didn't care. Because this would not endanger his family. If he was in another place, he would have no scruples. Anyway, he was alone, so he wanted the other party to come to master to practice for him.

"I heard that you and Iga Mingcheng fought. This boy had a very high understanding back then. He went to Nanyang to challenge me twenty years ago. It is said that he had only failed once. He was the eldest disciple of Iga Changsheng. He would not accept it if he was not a genius. You should be careful when you contact the Iga family in the future."

Taoist priest Changhe has become more talkative today, chatting, like an ordinary old man chatting with his juniors. He hopes to finish the precautions he knows in one breath so that his juniors can live a better life.

Wang Cheng nodded in his heart, and said with certainty: "Master, don't worry, I know I am not an opponent of Iga Mingcheng. I will definitely pay attention to it when I meet again next time."

Wang Cheng just listened quietly, without speaking, and was in a heavy mood. He didn't know how to comfort the master, and slowly reached out to raise the Iga family's inheritance blade on the table, and the famous sword broke the sea.

Holding it in his hand, Wang Cheng suddenly felt a difference. It was very heavy and heavy, with a strong cold air. His whole palm was extremely cold. It was three times heavier than Dongxingyue's knife, but its size was only about one tenth.

The density is about three times greater!

Wang Cheng was slightly amazed that the Japanese were not useless.

Taoist Changhe remembered the time of breathing, retracted his thoughts. He looked at Wang Cheng with complicated eyes and said in a low voice: "This knife. I will hand it over to you now."

"Give it to me?"

Wang Cheng said in surprise.

Changhe nodded affirmatively and said, "Yes, I haven't had enough time, so I will leave it to you for safekeeping. Iga Changsheng will definitely come to ask for it in the future. You have to work hard."

Wang Cheng took a deep breath, glared at the eyes, and then looked at the blade in his hand.

Let yourself face Iga immortality?

Iga Changsheng was the third master in Japan back then, but now it has been more than half a century. Ten years ago, the first master Hattori Kenyu died. Only the second master Toyotomi Yoji is still alive. Then Iga Changsheng is the second master in Japan now?

Iga Mingcheng made Wang Cheng feel that Alexander was going to face his master in the future?

Wang Cheng was heavy in his heart, but he did not say no to refuse or escape, but just held the blade with both hands. This is a inheritance and responsibility of the master and nation. He must accept it and must win.

"Ten years ago, I heard that Keno of Persie Be had passed away. Only Toyotomi Yoji and Iga Naga were still alive. If I remember well, the current physical condition of these two people will definitely not exceed five years. So, you have at most four years of preparation time."

Taoist Changhe said slowly, a smile spilled out of the corner of his mouth.

Wang Cheng nodded firmly and said solemnly: "Yes, master, I will definitely win and defeat the offensive Japanese invaders!"

"Hahaha, okay! However, before Iga Changsheng, his disciples will definitely come to you first. This knife is also a test I gave you in advance."

Taoist Changhe laughed and said seriously.

Wang Cheng wrapped the blade with silk and said solemnly: "Master, where is Toyotomi Yangji?"

"He doesn't need you to care. I did fight with him. There was no victory or defeat at that time, but I didn't have a big holiday with him. At most, it was a national dispute. My biggest enemy was Iga Changsheng. Toyotomi Yangji would definitely step onto my land of China again, but it had nothing to do with you. He would go to find another person."

Taoist priest Changhe said lightly.

Wang Cheng's expression was a little relaxed. He thought he would face the two top Japanese masters. Even if he was given four years, his confidence would not be enough.

What can four years do?

At most, he can practice the Earth Demon boxing technique, provided that he can practice the Taoist pure yang to achieve great success within one year.

Iga Changsheng was defeated by the Earth Demon Fist. Now more than half a century has passed, and Wang Cheng’s confidence in the Earth Demon Fist is not that strong.

At the same time, he was also a little curious. Who will Toyotomi Yangji go to find?

"Okay, letting you come today is this. Remember to practice boxing more diligently when you go back. Now your Taoist martial arts is ahead of me. I can no longer give you any advice. In the future, if you become a dragon or a snake, everything depends on your own luck."

Taoist Changhe said with emotion and seriousness.

The last time Wang Cheng accepted his disciple Zhang Shaoyun, he had only been in the school for three months, and he was not considered a master yet. But now, Wang Cheng is truly considered a master, and it has only been a little over three months from becoming a master to becoming a master.

However, according to the test of Taoist Majesty Changhe, he had to completely defeat the invading enemy of the Iga family before he could be considered a military command, so it was unlikely to be possible within a few years.

Having such a disciple is a blessing to be a master and the greatest misfortune. It is a great blessing for the master and a great misfortune for the individual.

Wang Cheng smiled and said, "Master, don't worry, I know it in my heart."

"Okay, then you can go down the mountain if you have nothing to do."

Taoist Changhe said slightly tiredly.

Wang Cheng stood up, took the famous Japanese sword wrapped in silk, bowed respectfully to his master, and then turned around and left, going down the mountain, his heart was very heavy.

The top ten Japanese masters sounded a little tall and proud, Alexander. He only had four years at most, and maybe Iga Changsheng would come to his house tomorrow.

Dingling...

On the way, Wang Cheng's old-fashioned ringtone rang. When he saw that it was an unfamiliar number, he hesitated for a while, but answered it.

"I'm going to board the plane at the airport."

A cold voice came from the phone.

Wang Cheng was a little stunned, then thought that this was Dong Xingyue's voice, looked at the blade in his hand and said lightly: "Let's go slowly."

"Next time I will be stronger than I am now."

Dongxingyue said coldly.

"Okay, I'm looking forward to it, I hope you don't let me down."

Wang Cheng still said calmly, as if it doesn't matter.
To be continued...