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When Tong Zaiqing made a move, he was actually a master at the early stage of Baodan.∽↗, such strength is definitely the top among the younger generation. It is just that due to family rules, he cannot show up, so he did not participate in the selection of the martial arts competition.

When Wang Cheng took action together, he felt a stern in his heart. He had been guarding against the other party's sudden attack, but he didn't expect that the strength of these two people would be so strong, beyond his imagination.

Because, the internal martial arts practiced by these two Manchu Tong Jia masters seem to be Xingyiquan, but in fact they are fundamentally different. Especially the internal martial arts, the internal martial arts practiced by these two are definitely more than one level higher than ordinary national martial arts Xingyiquan. The internal martial arts are very secretive and calm, and you can't tell your strength without taking action.

The more advanced internal methods combined with Xingyiquan's killing techniques are extremely powerful.

Therefore, Tong Yonghong's fist strength is more concentrated than ordinary Xingyiquan.

This punch is a drilling fist. The whole fist is like a drill bit, or like a dragon head. The airflow that is brought up roars and rotates, and at the same time, there is a faint sound of dragon roar mixed in it.

Tong Zaiqing, behind him, used a simple and direct fist, and his whole body was like a cannonball, and his fist kept exploding, bursting the air layer by layer, which was also the power of the explosion of the Dan power.

Two real masters of pills burst into the impact of the pills together. Even Yang Youde from Jiangzhou is here, he must deal with it carefully.

Yang Qingyu and Liu Shicheng were just attacked by Tong Yonghong and retreated to both sides. They had not yet stood firm. They were powerless to stop them. They could only watch the two of them rushing over with a howling sound of wind.

Huhu...

A golden color appeared in Wang Cheng's eyes. As his breathing changes, the blood and blood in his body flowed upwards. He instantly stomped the horse stance of the True Dragon Fist technique. The spine and bones trembled and shaking, and a loud dragon roar condensed out of thin air.

hold head high…………

A dragon roar shook.

Wang Cheng's left hand suddenly poked out, and his injured right hand was behind him to prevent his instinctive action from aggravating his injury. With the help of the secret method of reversing Qi and blood, facing these two masters in the pill realm, he was confident that his left hand was enough to protect himself.

boom………………

In the blink of an eye.

Tong Yonghong's fist contacted Wang Cheng's dragon claws, and airflows rushed away. The collision between the huge force and force made an explosive sound, directly shattering the sleeves on Tong Yonghong and Wang Cheng's arms at the same time.

Then, the two stopped where they were, their faces were slightly red, and the blood in their bodies was rolling endlessly.

But then, Tong Yonghong's eyes flashed with shock, because Wang Cheng had the moment when his qi and blood were stagnant and could not exert force. He actually had the strength to take action and exerted force again. He grabbed Tong Zaiqing's fist with one claw!

Bang!

Wang Cheng instantly grabbed Tong Zaiqing's fist, and the reversed qi and blood immediately burst out, and he was about to exert force to pinch his fist. However, Tong Zaiqing's reaction ability was also extremely fast. He was still above Yunhe just now, and hurriedly used force to pull his fist out, allowing Wang Cheng to grab a hole, and the dragon claws whistled in the air, causing a whistling sound.

Wang Cheng's claw was shocked, Tong Zaiqing broke out in cold sweat all over, shocking Wang Cheng's strength, which was even stronger than he imagined. If his fist was pinched by the other party's claw, even if it would not hurt the muscles and bones, it would leave injuries that would damage the muscles and bones.

"snort!"

However, Tong Zaiqing still maintained his dissatisfaction, snorted coldly, moved his feet, and wanted to continue to take action.

Tong Yonghong next to him hurriedly reached out to stop Tong Zaiqing, let him stop, stare at Wang Cheng with a serious expression and said, "It turns out that he is a genius disciple under Wu Sheng Mountain. Wang Cheng, your strength surprised me. Among the younger generation, maybe you really should be the first. You must be the champion of this martial arts competition!"

Even if Tong Zaiqing was not convinced, he could only admit the reality. Wang Cheng was indeed better than him. Even if he participated in the martial arts competition, he could not win the title of No. 1 in the world and could only become Wang Cheng's background board.

Wang Cheng still looked at the two of them with his right hand on his back, and knew in his heart that Tong Yonghong had not really put his full strength yet. He immediately said in a deep voice: "Two, if you are going to compete in martial arts, then after my martial arts competition is over, I will definitely visit you in person; if not, then please go back."

Tong Yonghong calmed down and turned a blind eye to Yang Qingyu and Liu Shicheng who were surrounding him and said with a smile: "I took action just now, not to hurt you, Wang Cheng, please don't get me wrong."

Wang Cheng said coldly: "What do you want?"

Tong Yonghong stared at Wang Cheng and said, "I just want to make a deal with you."

Tong Zaiqing thought with a look of thought. He didn't know what his uncle was going to do. Judging from Wang Cheng's attitude, it was normal that he could not ask Wang Cheng to treat his illness.

Wang Cheng still looked at Tong Yonghong coldly and said, "If you have something to say, you have nine major Manchu tribes have their own system. If you want to treat the disease, you will find the imperial doctor. I, a little Taoist priest from the Taoist temple in the mountains, cannot stand up to you!"

Tong Yonghong didn't care about Wang Cheng's sarcasm, but just remembered it in his heart, and said in a serious tone: "The deal I want to make with you is of great benefit to your Wusheng Mountain. If your master, Taoist Master Changhe, is here, he will definitely agree."

Wang Cheng's expression froze and said in a deep voice: "What deal?"

Tong Yonghong walked to the living room inside with his hands behind his back and said calmly: "At that time, the royal family of our clan Aisin Jueluo advocated the martial arts of Wusheng Mountain that had been passed down for two thousand years, so he issued an imperial edict to hand over a powerful and easy-to-practice martial arts as a unique and unique knowledge of the royal family. You should not know about this."

Wang Cheng's heart was shocked in an instant, his eyes flashed with brilliance, and he looked at Tong Yonghong with murderous intent. He did not know about this, but just listened to it, he was very disgusted.

This is almost a robbery.

Tong Yonghong looked at Wang Cheng without showing any weakness, but there was a hint of pride and pride in his eyes. He shook his head and said, "It's useless to look at me like this. At that time, our Tong Jia family was just one of the executors. It was not an imperial edict issued by us. We are not qualified. If you want to kill, kill Aisin Gioro Hongli. It was an imperial edict issued by him. I think you should know what the so-called unique imperial skill means."

Wang Cheng restrained his murderous intent in his heart, calmed the boiling reversal blood as much as possible, endured the strong stinging pain in his muscles, bones and blood, and nodded gently, indicating that he understood the meaning of the so-called unique skills of the royal family.

A martial arts in Wusheng Mountain has become a unique skill in the royal family, so this martial arts must be removed from Wusheng Mountain. Later disciples can no longer practice the inheritance, and even the inner sect can no longer retain any secret information about this martial art.

In this way, this martial art can become the unique skill of the royal family!

Tong Yonghong looked a little nostalgic, and seemed to miss the most glorious period when the Manchus ruled the world hundreds of years ago. They were superior nobles everywhere they went. With a royal edict, they could get anything they wanted in the world. No matter whether it was Wusheng Mountain or Shaoshi Mountain, they would dare not refuse. Otherwise, if the emperor was angry, he would suffer a tragic disaster.

Stopped his thoughts. Tong Yonghong continued in a low voice: "In fact, it's not just your Wusheng Mountain. Back then, Aisin Jueluo Hongli traveled around the world, loved learning martial arts, and once determined to become the number one master in the world. Therefore, he issued an imperial edict to collect martial arts books from famous schools in Luo world. Each sect must hand over at least one martial arts to become a unique master in the royal family. Shaolin, Emei, Chenjiagou, Wudang Mountain, Western Region Tantrics, Vajra Sect, and your Wusheng Mountain, etc., did not escape."

Yang Qingyu, Liu Shicheng, and Zhang Shaoyun were all shocked. They had never heard of this secret. This was a disaster in the martial arts world at that time. At that time, the Chinese martial arts boxing had not yet been truly formed. All major martial arts schools were mainly based on advanced internal secret techniques. Although the top masters were very powerful, the junior disciples of the sect at that time did not have much combat power. Unlike the current Chinese martial arts family, after practicing Chinese martial arts boxing for one or two years, they were full of lethality.

Wang Cheng stared at Tong Yonghong, roughly guessed the other party’s meaning, and asked calmly: “The transaction you are talking about is to trade the martial arts lost in Wusheng Mountain to let me treat your family elders?”

Tong Yonghong and Wang Cheng looked at each other and nodded affirmatively, "Yes, our ancestors of Tong Jia went to Wusheng Mountain to take away the original boxing script and destroyed all the handwritten copies. And my family's ancestors also copied one on the way. It's not just our Tong Jia's doing this. When others collect secret books from major martial arts schools, they will copy and backup them privately for their family's descendants to use."

Speaking of this, Tong Yonghong looked a little regretful, shook his head and said, "It's a pity that the secrets handed over by major sects back then were very advanced, and few people could practice them. At most, they borrowed some separate secret moves from them. Especially the secret book of your Wusheng Mountain was valued by the emperor. He summoned many internal masters of the palace and some Taoist alchemy masters and could not understand the secrets of it, so he could only put them on the shelf. My ancestors of the Tong Jia family had not been able to comprehend the secrets of the Taoist sect."

"Perhaps, only you descendants of Wu Shengshan can practice it!"

In the last sentence, Tong Yonghong seduced Wang Cheng.

Wang Cheng's thoughts had calmed down, and the reversal of the qi and blood in his body was also very calm. There was a terrifying light in his eyes, a smile spilled out from the corner of his mouth, and he shook his head gently and said, "So, I probably understand. Unfortunately, I don't want to do this transaction, so please go back."

Tong Yonghong and Tong Zaiqing both looked at Wang Cheng in surprise at the same time. They obviously didn't know why Wang Cheng refused. Don't he want to get back the martial arts secrets that had been lost for more than two hundred years in the master's sect?

Yang Qingyu, Liu Shicheng, and Zhang Shaoyun also looked at Wang Cheng with some confusion. It is reasonable to say that it is a good deal to treat the disease and replace it with the lost martial arts of the master. With Wang Cheng's medical skills, it is not very difficult to treat the disease, so why should we refuse? Although we were puzzled, the three of them didn't say anything and kept quiet. They all knew that Wang Cheng must have his own plans.

Tong Yonghong frowned and stared at Wang Cheng. This transaction was his backup plan. If he couldn't invite Wang Cheng with Gao Sen's face, he would take out a secret book to make a transaction. He asked strangely: "Wang Cheng, don't you want to get back the boxing secret book that has been lost to your master for hundreds of years?"

"Haha, the things that belong to me, Wusheng Mountain will naturally be brought back sooner or later. However, I don't feel like I'm going to deal with you. I'll get them back in person in the future!"

Wang Cheng smiled indifferently and said lightly.

Tong Yonghong looked ugly and frowned and said in a deep voice: "Why?"

"It's very simple, because you are a disciple of the Eight Banners, your family is Tong Jia, and I am a disciple of Wu Shengshan!"

Wang Cheng said word by word, his aura was rising all over his body, his eyes flashed with light, and he stared at Tong Yonghong from a high place.

Huhuhuhuhu...

Tong Yonghong and Tong Zaiqing both breathed rapidly at the same time, their fists were clenched together in an instant, and their fists trembled, and they almost couldn't help but attack Wang Cheng.

Yang Qingyu and Liu Shicheng hurriedly stood beside Wang Cheng, and Zhang Shaoyun also hurriedly ran over in two steps, looking at Tong Jia's two uncles and nephews with hostility.

Wang Cheng was not afraid of this powerful uncle and nephew, and continued: "You beg me to cure the senior of your family at any cost. I think that he should be a very important figure in your family. In this case, I cannot agree. Even if you trade all the martial arts secrets plundered by Qianlong more than two hundred years ago with me, I will not take action. It's so simple. Please come back, I don't want to see you!"

Crunch...

Tong Yonghong's fist creaked, and the bone tendons and veins were clearly visible in the muscles. He showed a ferocious expression for the first time, and looked at Wang Cheng with gritted teeth and said, "Wang Cheng, are you sure you want to do this?"

Tong Zaiqing also moved slightly, his feet moving little by little, and he seemed to have to take action at any time.

However, Wang Chengyi looked at the two of them without fear and nodded with certainty: "Yes, I'm sure. I'll say it again, please come back for both of you, otherwise I'll call the security guard!"

Huh...

Tong Zaiqing made a move in an instant, rushed out with a punch, and instantly blew the air.

The golden light flashed in Wang Cheng's eyes, and the breath changed, and clouds came to the dragon, and the sound of dragon roars appeared out of thin air in the surrounding air.

However, someone is one step faster than him.

The one who took action was Tong Yonghong, who grabbed his nephew Tong Zaiqing next to him again, and scolded in a deep voice: "Don't take action, retreat." Then he looked at Wang Cheng and said in a deep voice: "Wu Shengshan Wang Cheng, today I have learned about your death and will not save you. If you have the chance in the future, I, Tong Jia, will definitely be rewarded a hundred times."

A cold light flashed in Wang Cheng's eyes, and he said lightly: "Let's go slowly, don't send me off. If you have the chance in the future, I will personally go to your Tongjia Gate, or even the Aixin Jueluo Gate, and get back the martial arts secret book that belongs to my Wusheng Mountain, so that it will become my Wusheng Mountain's unique skill again!"

Tong Yonghong's eyes were full of fierceness and he said in a deep voice: "Hmph, if you have the courage, come!"

Tong Zaiqing was also full of murderous intentions, and both of them had the urge to kill Wang Cheng on the spot.

The only way to take back that martial arts and become the only martial arts in Wusheng Mountain is to turn everyone who has seen this martial arts into dead people!

Wang Cheng also snorted coldly, without saying a word, and his firm expression showed his attitude and determination. His eyes were cold and watched Tong Jia's uncle and nephew turn around and leave, with thoughts flashing in his eyes.

In recent hundreds of years, Wusheng Mountain has a potential four-no-gang rule. Although it has not been written down clearly, every successor of Wusheng Mountain will abide by it!

That is, the bannermen do not help, the Mongolians in the north do not help, the Russians in the fighting nation do not help, and the vulgar Japanese pirates do not help!

Therefore, when Wang Cheng had no choice but to help Dong Xingyue, he felt very uncomfortable.

This time, Tong Jia, the Eight Banners, asked to come to the door, and no matter what conditions the other party gave, he would only refuse.

As for the martial arts of Wusheng Mountain that had been lost for more than two hundred years, Wang Cheng had rough guesses in his mind.

Since no one can practice Aisin Jueluo and Tong Jia on many martial arts for more than two hundred years, this martial arts must be the supreme martial arts of Wusheng Mountain, and it may not be inferior to Zhoutian’s boxing. If such martial arts are not practiced step by step from the basic martial arts of Wusheng Mountain, how can it be practiced?

However, he never heard from his master.

"Tong Yonghong, you still dare to come to find my apprentice? You are looking for death!"

At this time, a loud shout suddenly came from outside.
Chapter completed!