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Taoist Changhe was also surrounded by an old man, who was also known to Wang Cheng. It was the old man Ye who was saved by him in the provincial capital of southern Hunan Province.

At this time, Mr. Ye was calm and powerful, his face was slightly rosy, and his breathing was smooth and natural. Looking at this, if he was not an insider, no one would believe that the old man had only half his breath two days ago.

Following the two of them were two middle-aged men with serious and nervous expressions but little presence, who seemed very low-key.

"master!"

Seeing the Taoist priest Changhe, Wang Cheng stepped forward and clasped his fists and shouted respectfully.

Yang Qingyu also said respectfully: "Qingyu met Taoist priest."

Liu Shicheng also smiled and said, "I have met Taoist priest."

"I've met Master!"

Zhang Shaoyun said respectfully.

Taoist Changhe glanced at him and did not stop on Wang Cheng and Yang Qingyu, but looked directly at Zhang Shaoyun who was standing at the end, and said in surprise: "Shaoyun has understood something recently?"

Zhang Shaoyun was a little flattered. He had never been taken so seriously by Taoist Changhe, so he hurriedly replied: "It was taught by the master, so the disciples had some understanding."

"Hahahaha, okay, you kid is not bad. I thought you kid would have no future in this life, but I didn't expect that you could still practice with your master. Not bad, not bad, I am a successor to Wu Shengshan. Now we have three generations of disciples and three generations of family members, hahaha..."

Taoist Changhe laughed happily, patted Zhang Shaoyun's shoulder with his palm, and looked at Wang Cheng deeply. The laughter was a joy and comfort from the heart.

The old Taoist priest never thought that when he was alive, he could still see such a scene of his disciple showing strength. His disciple's boxing skills were almost perfect, and his disciples could barely enter the house.

His master, the Taoist priest Xuanding, who was known as the best in the world, did not have such a blessing. He was so angry that he was dying by the old Taoist priest Changhe who was unfilial and stupid back then.

All this that the old Taoist priest got only happened in just a few months.

Taoist Changhe occasionally thought about it carefully, but he still felt a little illusory and could not believe it.

Looking at Wang Cheng's scab's right hand, Taoist Changhe stared at Wang Cheng and said with some reproach: "Is it difficult to pick up the sword of the Hattori family?"

Wang Cheng moved his right hand a little, smiled embarrassedly, and said, "It will definitely be difficult to pick up the white blade with empty hands. Master, who are you here this time?"

Changhe waved his hand and walked in first.

Wang Cheng, Yang Qingyu, Liu Shicheng, and Zhang Shaoyun also followed.

Mr. Ye just came up with a smile on his face to say something to Wang Cheng, but Wang Cheng turned around and left, and could only see Wang Cheng's back. He couldn't get angry yet, so he could only smile bitterly and said to the two middle-aged people behind him: "See it. This kid has a very bad temper. His master has no choice but to do anything to him. I owe him a life now, and now I can only endure it. You must be respectful and sincere in your attitude later, and don't make trouble with him!"

The two middle-aged men looked at each other, and a hint of helplessness appeared on their calm faces. One of them agreed, "Old Ye, don't worry, we remember what you said. We are here to ask for help, and we know what to do."

"Okay, you all know what happened to me, an old man a week ago. I was going to find a place to die in Xiangnan. I didn't expect this kid to save me. Don't worry, as long as he takes action, I guess your old man will have no big problems."

Mr. Ye once again reminded the two of them, and then hurriedly followed. He finally found Taoist Changhe to come with him, so he couldn't neglect and missed this excellent opportunity.

Walk into the house.

Wang Cheng personally poured a cup of tea for his master, Taoist Master Changhe, and said, "Master, have you arrived in the capital long ago?"

Taoist Changhe nodded to Yang Qingyu and the other two, signaling them to sit at will and not stand. Then he took a big sip of tea on his own and then slowly said, "If you leave Jiangzhou, I will come to the capital. Oh, it will probably not be peaceful in the future."

Wang Cheng and others all pricked up their ears and listened. This time they encountered so many things, and only they themselves knew the dangers, so naturally they wanted to know what they would face in the future.

Taoist Changhe nodded to the three old men who came in from behind, and then continued to say to Wang Cheng: "Since the war started that year, we and the Japanese martial arts world have almost become as powerful as the Japanese martial arts world. Have you met that little girl named Hiraki Sakura?"

Wang Cheng frowned, a figure with a face flashed through his mind, and nodded, "Yes, it's called Hirara Sakura. She said she is Hanzo, the current Hattori family, is this true?"

Taoist Changhe stood up, took two steps with a serious expression, and said, "It's true, I only got the news when I came to the capital this time. Now the Japanese martial arts world has undergone a major change. The Hirai family has returned to the scene and wants to push the emperor to take power, but the resistance is too great, not only inside them, but also outside, so there is no action yet. However, the Hirai family is already trying hard to win over the major ancient families in Japan, and the Hattori family is their first goal..."

Taoist Nagato's tone was even more low, as if telling an ancient story, and said in a deep voice: "The Hirara Sakura was a person who was placed by Hattori Keno fifteen years ago. He was a disciple of Hattori Keno. He was a talented man who was called a genius who had never met in a thousand years by the Japanese martial arts world. He was deeply educated and was deeply educated by Hattori Keno. Then, under the promotion of some people with ulterior motives within the Hattori Keno, Heira Sakura was awarded the title of Hattori Hanzo after Hattori Keno's death and controlled the Hattori family..."

"It can be said that the Hattori family is now in name only, and Hiraki Sakura alone directly represents the Hattori family and obeys the Hiraki family!"

Wang Cheng sighed in his heart that the number one Japanese master who shocked the entire East Asian battlefield back then, Hanzo Hattori Kenyuki, ended up like this.

Moreover, the entire Hattori family was also hit by the sea.

Taoist Changhe glanced at Wang Cheng, smiled and said, "Do you think Hattori Kensho knows people and is not clear, so why did the Hattori family fall into such a situation?"

Wang Cheng said in confusion: "Isn't it?"

Everyone else sat quietly in the chair and listened, and no one spoke.

Taoist Nagato smiled and seemed to recall something, saying, "Then you underestimate Hattori Keno too much. As the Hattori family, Hanzo has been in Japan for hundreds of years and has always been the number one master in Japan. Who dares to play with him at will? What is he that he can't see through? Even the Hirai family dares not be presumptuous in front of him."

Wang Cheng frowned and said in surprise: "Master, are you saying that Hattori Keno deliberately let Heira Sakura succeed and deliberately push the Hattori family into its current predicament?"

Taoist Nagato walked two steps, sat down again, continued to take a sip of tea, and said in a deep voice: "I have seen Hattori Kenyu. This person is definitely not a reckless person, nor is he a person who is easily deceived. Only the possibility you said is that. The Hattori family has been striving for development for thousands of years and wants to dominate the Japanese island, but has never succeeded. A few hundred years ago, he made a wedding dress for the Tokugawa family and was supravaged by Tokugawa Ieyasu. The whole family was very unwilling to accept it."

"The failure of the Tokugawa shogunate was promoted by the Hattori family, and they had already had some contact with the Hei clan. Hattori Kenyu must have made some arrangements this time, so that the Hei clan could succeed so easily. Maybe he wanted to let the Hattori family die and live forever, or maybe... he was deliberately trying to help the Hei clan family and to help Hiraki Sakura!"

"What do you think of this woman when you fight with Ping Liangying?"

Wang Cheng was shocked by Hattori Keno. Looking at the master's inquiry expression, he recalled the encounter that night in his mind, frowned and said, "She is indeed very powerful, her internal cultivation is not weak, her swordsmanship is superb, Qingyu is not her opponent. Moreover, this woman acts decisively and has a deep scheming. If she grows up in the future, she will definitely be our enemy!"

"hehe!"

Taoist Changhe looked at Wang Cheng and couldn't help laughing, shook his head and said, "Hatbet Kenyu has handed over the family's inheritance sword Tianyun to Heiliangying. He must have truly regarded him as his successor. In the future, this woman will be your old enemy. Wang Cheng, you have to be careful."

Wang Cheng said confidently: "If she dares to come, I will let her come and go without a reply, and I will know the power of my Chinese magical skills."

"The famous sword Tianyun, cut off gold and iron. If it weren't for her swordsmanship, it would be a big deal to say whether your hand is still there, so don't underestimate it."

Taoist Changhe said in a serious tone.

Wang Cheng felt awesome and hurriedly agreed: "Yes, Master, don't worry, I will definitely not underestimate the enemy, but I am not afraid of her."

"It's good that you have confidence, but our enemies will not only be the Japanese martial arts world in the future... and the United States and India... You should be careful when you go out recently. These people will definitely use any means to kill you."

Taoist Changhe said with a serious expression: "Now the entire capital has been martial law-tight by Lao Niu and the others, but there are still many masters from all over the world who stay here."

"Are they all from the observation group?"

Wang Cheng asked immediately.

"Yes, they are all from observation groups from all over the world. There is one last part of the martial arts competition you may not know."

Taoist Changhe looked at Wang Cheng and said lightly.

Wang Cheng and Yang Qingyu looked at Taoist Changhe curiously.

The old Taoist continued: "After the final victory in the martial arts competition, there will be a stage of accepting the challenge."

"Will they challenge the championship directly?"

Wang Cheng's heart moved and he immediately thought of this.

Changhe nodded and said, "It will definitely be like this. So many of them come here. Are they really watching the fun? They must have a task here. Even if we don't have a challenge, they will forcefully challenge you. You still have injuries on your right hand, so you must recuperate carefully recently. I have watched your competition schedule. In two days, you still have two days to recuperate!"

Wang Cheng gently held the injured right hand, and the injured part always conveyed a numb and itchy stimulation. Qi and blood condensed here and quickly recovered the trauma: "Master, don't worry, I have a sense of responsibility. Even if I only have one hand, I won't be afraid of them."

"What I want is you to win, and no other result is meaningless; you know that I have not gone down the mountain easily for decades, but this time I go down the mountain to see you win."

Changhe instantly stared at Wang Cheng and said in a deep voice.

Wang Cheng nodded, knew what the master was thinking in his heart, and immediately said word by word: "Master, don't worry, I will definitely win. No matter who I face, I will win."

"Okay, remember what you said to me."

Changhe said to Wang Cheng with a serious and serious expression.

Wang Cheng nodded vigorously and said, "I will remember my words, Master, don't worry."

"What did Shaolin monk come to you just now?"

Taoist Changhe changed his tone and asked curiously.

Wang Cheng smiled and said, "Monkey Wuchan wants to use me as a target to hone his Tiger Fist, but unfortunately he failed."

"Shaolin subdues dragons and tigers, the two boxing techniques are the best martial arts methods. They are the nemesis of all pictographic boxing techniques in the world. Although your nine styles of tigers are mysterious, you should be careful."

Changhe said indifferently, obviously he did not take Shaolin boxing to heart.

Wusheng Mountain has been passed down for two thousand years and has always been the best in the world. Moreover, the number of people has not been strong since the previous year. If Shaolin boxing is really stronger than Wusheng Mountain boxing, or the market is comparable, the number of people who have always flourished in Shaolin will definitely have surpassed Wusheng Mountain.

Therefore, there is a gap in the martial arts foundations between the two factions.

Wang Cheng nodded confidently like his master Changhe, obviously not taking Shaolin to heart.

Changhe looked at Old Man Ye and his other people with anxious expressions and said, "By the way, Wang Cheng, Old Man Ye has something to ask you for trouble; if you have time, you can help."

Wang Cheng looked at the elder Ye and the other two. He knew what the three of them were coming. Because of the master's words, he did not directly refuse and said lightly: "Tell me."

Old Ye smiled embarrassedly and stood up and said, "Old Taoist is quite kind, Wang Cheng, what I told you last time, I want to ask you to help treat a patient. How much does it cost to do? Just speak up."

Two middle-aged people also stood up, one of them said respectfully: "Doctor Wang Cheng, we are here to seek medical treatment. My father worked hard all his life for the people. A month ago, he was unwell and went to the northwest to inspect. But he fainted on the road and then failed to get up. He woke up half a month ago and fell into a coma until now. Mr. Ye said that your medical skills are the best in the world and the ability of gods and ghosts. He also asked Dr. Wang Cheng to help him. No matter how much he paid, we will prepare you sufficiently."

Wang Cheng looked at the three of them with a calm expression and did not reply immediately. Instead, he looked at the master again with a look of inquiry.

Taoist Changhe sighed and said, "I never want to care about how you do it. This time, Old Man Ye pulled me. I didn't say to you because of his face, but because of Lao Hu. Since I met Lao Hu, he has been running around, thinking about making our country stronger and running on my land of China for a lifetime! Alas, although I didn't see what achievements he had... Cough cough... You see, if you have time, go and see. If you can, don't force it. Everyone has their own destiny."

Mr. Ye and the other two looked strange. They obviously did not agree with the words of Taoist Changhe. However, due to their identity and their desires at this time, they could only choose to remain silent and keep a sincere attitude.

Wang Cheng nodded, looked at the breakfast Yang Qingyu and the ones brought back, but still felt empty in his stomach, and said, "Then I'll go and have a look, I can't guarantee that it will be cured."

Mr. Ye was overjoyed and happier than the patient's two sons. Because he had personally experienced Wang Cheng's medical skills, he was most confident in Wang Cheng.

Seeing Wang Cheng's expression, he hurriedly said, "Okay, okay, Wang Cheng, I'm not wrong with you. Let's go now. The place where Lao Hu recuperates is not far from here. I see that you haven't eaten yet, so I'll ask someone to prepare it for you there."
To be continued...