(Hey, depressed, no one voted today... I didn't take a nap at noon, so I was so tired, so I could only update one day today, go to bed early at night, and continue to update two tomorrow. Don't keep your votes, otherwise I will lose motivation...)

The night slowly enveloped the earth, and the lights in the capital were just on the rise, and the entire huge city became a city that never sleeped, but became more noisy than during the day.

The martial arts competition station in the suburbs of Beijing was also a bit lively, and many laughter sounds came from the players' accommodation. The competition competition has ended, and the elite contestants from various regions have also achieved their goals initially, so it is now the season for harvest. They are already imagining how impressive they will enjoy after returning to their hometown.

However, the end of today's finals and the competition between Wang Cheng and the number one master of Taekwondo in Bangzi Country, Quan Qingyuan, made all the players feel huge pressure. Everyone saw Quan Qingyuan's strength, which was the peak of the Baodan realm, and it was only one step away from condensing the qi, which was at the same level as the patriarch of many small and medium-sized families.

However, such a strong and powerful man could only be defeated by Wang Cheng's hand in the end, and Wang Cheng only used two moves.

At this point, dozens of young elite players from all over the country have no doubts about Wang Cheng's championship, even Nalan Feng and others in the hospital are no exception.

When the opponent's strength has far surpassed himself and he can only look up, the dissatisfaction and jealousy in his heart will disappear completely, because the two are no longer the same level, and there will be no direct competition and interest relationship. Hostility will naturally fade.

At this time, many young players took a closer look at the information about today's competition on the Internet. After reading it, everyone laughed so hard that they couldn't spend money.

Because, when some so-called scholars in the Bangzi Country announced that Quan Qingyuan was not the Bangzi Country's research results were found by the Chinese, the Bangzi Country Taekwondo headquarters actually accepted the result and publicly proposed that Quan Qingyuan and Wang Cheng's challenge were invalidated, and then again submitted an application to the official of the Chinese martial arts competition to send a real Taekwondo master to challenge Wang Cheng.

Of course, this application was harshly rejected by the organizer of the China Martial Arts Competition and ignored the protests from the Taekwondo headquarters of the Bangzi Country.

Just when everyone thought that this matter came to an end, the so-called scholars from Bangzi Country announced their latest research results again at dark. Wang Cheng was from Bangzi Country!

"After research, it was found that Quan Qingyuan is Chinese, and Wang Cheng is our Bangzi Country. So the facts have proved that in the end, our Bangzi Country won. We can cheer for Wang Cheng, and hope that Wang Cheng will return to the nation and the country as soon as possible and create our own glory..."

This is a statement issued by the research institution in Bangzi Country.

It was reprinted by many people and spread across the Internet in less than half an hour.

Some people believe it, but of course more people don’t. Most of them, including the people of Bangzi, also sneer at it. This way of deceiving others is like this. Some people choose to believe it once or twice, but after the number of times and the number of times begins to be unlimited, their own people will not be able to bear it.

Therefore, this research result naturally ushered in a large number of boycotts, and a large number of people from the Bangzi Kingdom became quarreling and quarreling.

Many people in China just watch the fun. Thanks to the so-called research institute of Bangzi Country for directing and acting in half a day for the jokes all over the world.

Many people speculate that when Quan Qingyuan and his son saw this so-called latest research result, they would probably faint again.

It was just when the night was first falling.

Taoist Shen Ye, the youngest young generation master of Wudang Mountain, came to the gate of Wang Cheng's residence and whispered loudly: "Wudang Shen Ye is here to visit Wusheng Mountain Yuanding."

The sound is pure and penetrating, and it passes through several rooms and clearly enters Wang Cheng's ears.

This internal aura and control of the sound made Wang Cheng slightly shocked. He waved his hand to stop his apprentice Zhang Shaoyun who was about to open the door. He also said calmly with the aura of a tiger: "Master Shenye, please come in. Yuan Ding has injuries on his body and is inconvenient. I won't go to greet you. I'm sorry."

"Hahaha, it's better not to welcome it, otherwise I can't afford it. You are our national hero now, and everyone is still waiting for you to recover from your injuries. You can maintain a complete victory tomorrow, and it's best to defeat two overseas masters!"

Shen Ye laughed, then pushed open the door and walked in. Following the sound to Wang Cheng's study, looking at Wang Cheng with a serious breath.

It can be seen that this number one master in Wudang Mountain is also extremely sensitive to breath.

Wang Cheng put down the secret bloodline technique in his hand and reached out to invite him, "The visitor is a guest, please sit down."

Shen Ye was not polite either. He had already met Wang Cheng last time, so he came to the chair opposite Wang Cheng in two steps and sat down. Then he picked up the tea cup and poured tea on his own, saying, "Yuan Ding, you should know what I came for this time."

At the door, Zhang Shaoyun, as Wang Cheng's apprentice, also stood there quietly, watching what the master and the Taoist priests in Wudang Mountain were going to do, and remained vigilant with his expression, as if he was trying his best at any time.

Wang Cheng looked at Shen Ye and naturally knew the purpose of this Wudang Taoist priest. He nodded and said, "I know, what do you want to do for the matter of Daxue Mountain? Just tell me."

This Taoist priest of God Ye gave Wang Cheng a lot of pressure. He was wearing a black Taoist robe, his hair was upright, his facial features were ordinary, and his whole body revealed a sense of confidence and calmness, as well as some natural aura. Sitting here was more like the master than him.

This is completely different from the realm of Taoist Master Shenji. When Taoist Master Shenji first saw Wang Cheng, he couldn't wait to attack Wang Cheng, eager to show and prove himself, which shows that he lacked confidence in his heart.

Shen Ye revealed his confidence and pride from his bones all over his body, and he didn't need to show himself at all, just as if he was born superior.

Such a person is the true style of a master.

Looking at Wang Cheng, Shen Ye took a sip of tea and then slowly exhaled a breath. His expression became calm and serious. His eyes and Wang Cheng's gaze directly looked at each other and said calmly: "Actually, I have only heard my master talk about the matter about the Great Snow Mountain recently. For this matter, I ended my retreat and came to the capital. You Wusheng Mountain want to represent my Chinese land to the Great Snow Mountain. In my opinion, it is legitimate, but I represent the Master. So I also want to give my Master an explanation."

Speaking of this, Shenye paused for a moment, and his whole aura became more serious. He continued to say in a depressing tone: "However, I saw it at the scene when you fought with Quan Qingyuan today. In my opinion, your injury should be a knife injury. The biggest possibility is that it is left behind when fighting with the Japanese. If you are injured, your opponent should be dead. So, whether it is for your defeat of the stick or for your killing of the Japanese, I should not take advantage of others."

Zhang Shaoyun suddenly asked, "Then why are you still coming to my master?"

Shen Ye's eyes instantly looked at Zhang Shaoyun. He looked very unhappy, but he didn't say anything, just looked at Wang Cheng.

Wang Cheng immediately waved his hand and scolded his apprentice Zhang Shaoyun: "Shaoyun, I'm talking to Taoist Master Shenye, just listen quietly."

In other words, Zhang Shaoyun did not have the qualifications to interrupt, which is also the reason why Taoist priest Shenye was unhappy. He grew up in Wudang Mountain, and his thinking and knowledge were extremely traditional, following the principle that the elders and young people were orderly, and that the superiors and inferiors must follow. He and Wang Cheng both represented their respective sects. When speaking, Zhang Shaoyun, a junior, forced his words to interrupt, which was a manifestation of no rules.

If this were the little Taoist priests from Wudang Mountain, Shen Ye might have driven him away directly, and then he might have to be punished afterwards and have a long memory.

Zhang Shaoyun felt the seriousness of the atmosphere and knew that he had done something wrong. He hurriedly agreed apologetically to the master, then stood quietly at the door and stopped talking.

Wang Cheng then looked at Shen Ye, and he was still shocked. He could be sure that he had never fought with Shen Ye, and had never had close contact with him after being injured. However, this Taoist priest from Wudang Mountain could see the source of his injuries and the situation of the fight, which shows how deep his strength and vision were.

"The Taoist Master Shenye was very clear and admired by Yuan Ding. Then, what did the Taoist Master want?"

Wang Cheng was not showing any weakness in his momentum and asked in a serious tone.

It is absolutely impossible for the other party to come for nothing, nor to come to chat. Wang Cheng firmly believes in this.

Shen Ye did not answer immediately, but pulled out a roll of ancient books on thread from his sleeve, placed them neatly in front of him, and then looked at Wang Cheng and said calmly: "I heard that Yuan Ding was studying Taoist scriptures in his spare time. I have also been studying this Huangting scripture since I was a child. It contains the secrets of my Taoist internal family, which can be called the general outline of martial arts in Taoist internal family. So why not read Huangting together today?

Reading Huang Ting?

When Wang Cheng heard Shen Ye's words, his eyes swept over the scriptures, which did contain a few brush words in the imperial court. He was extremely puzzled at first, and then immediately sensed the other party's deep internal aura, and the slight vibration of the sound conveyed when he said this.

Especially when Shen Ye talked about the word Huang Ting, a wave of sound hit his body, causing his clothes to sway slightly.

In an instant, Wang Cheng understood what the other party wanted to do, and was not afraid, and immediately laughed. Then he placed the Huangting scriptures he brought from Wusheng Mountain from the book box next to him neatly, and said with a hearty voice: "Okay, then let's read Huangting together. I have heard that Wudang Mountain is the founder of modern Taoism for a long time. Today I will learn that your true Taoist scriptures in Wudang Mountain are the ancestors of the Taoist schools."

"I dare not be the one. Wu Shengshan was the number one sect in the world a thousand years ago. At that time, my ancestor Wu Dangshan was not born yet. It was a small path. I would like to ask you for advice!"

Shen Ye said politely with a smile, but there was a sharp and fierce fighting spirit in his eyes.

Which young man is not competitive? Which martial arts practitioner doesn’t want to prove himself?

Even if Shen Ye grew up in Taoist sect since childhood, he would not be immune to the common people. Otherwise, he would not have been in seclusion for several years after being defeated by Yan Yu, in order to make a sigh of relief. Another purpose of his visit to the capital this time was to find Yan Yu, but unfortunately he came one step late and passed by Yan Yu.

Or, Yan Yu is addicted to martial arts treasures, so he has no time to pay attention to Shenye.

Zhang Shaoyun and Liu Shicheng at the door, and Yang Qingyu who listened carefully to the movements not far away, were a little surprised, and they didn't know what Wang Cheng and Shen Ye were going to do. They definitely wouldn't believe that they really just wanted to recite the scriptures of Huangting's Inner Scene together, and then communicate with the scriptures of Taoist Sects, Hello, I, Hello, everyone, and finally go home to take a shower and go to bed.

There must be something they don't know.

Therefore, Zhang Shaoyun and Liu Shicheng looked at Wang Cheng and Shen Ye with a nervous look at him at the door. Yang Qingyu from the kitchen also looked here from time to time, ready to come and support Wang Cheng at any time.

At this moment, Wang Cheng turned on the cover of the Huangting Inner Silk Sutra in front of him, looked at the text on the first page, and reached out to Shenye and said, "Please."

Shen took a deep breath and nodded seriously to Wang Cheng and said, "Please."

Then, the two of them really started to recite the inner scenery of Huangting in front of them together.

The words of Huangting's scriptures were read out in the mouths of the two of them.

When Zhang Shaoyun and Liu Shicheng first listened, they were a little confused because they didn't expect that Wang Cheng and Shen Ye were actually just reciting scriptures.

Yang Qingyu in the kitchen breathed a sigh of relief. She was afraid that Wang Cheng and Shen Ye would fight. If she just recited the scriptures, Wang Cheng would not be in danger of being injured.

No matter what the two of them recited the scriptures, as long as they had no effect on Wang Cheng's injuries, Yang Qingyu felt that it didn't matter.

But just as the two of them had just recited two verses, suddenly, their aura changed.

Only when the two people were heard reciting scriptures became pure and penetrating, and the bursting breath became stronger and stronger. The word they read out was in Zhang Shaoyun's ears, who had just touched the threshold of internal breathing, as if someone was playing drums in his ears.

Afterwards, after two more sentences, the sounds of the two people reciting the scriptures became more solid, and the sounds seemed to turn into substantial waves and echoed around them, and then passed them out from the study.

Zhang Shaoyun felt that word by word, like a nail, penetrated his eardrum, causing a slight tingling pain in his ears, and then a hint of horror finally appeared on his face.

Liu Shicheng also quickly adjusted his breathing, opened his mouth slightly, maintaining the balance of air pressure inside and outside the eardrum, and looked at Wang Cheng and Shen Ye with a serious expression.

On the surface, these two people were reciting Huang Ting's scriptures, but in fact they were competing in internal breath and voice control, which was also the simplest and most direct competition in internal cultivation.

If anyone loses, it means that the internal cultivation and control of breath and voice are not as good as the other party, and there is no reason to be lucky or quibble.
Chapter completed!