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Chapter five hundred and thirty-one let her forget the sword

The eyes of Taoist priest Changhe and Niu Dahai instantly looked at Pingliangying like lightning. The aura on his body naturally condensed, and his eyes were extremely serious.

Ping Liangying was also extremely sensitive, and she immediately felt threat in her heart. Her pale face was full of fear. Her injured right hand tightly hugged the bowl, ate little by little, and then trotted to Wang Cheng, next to Wang Cheng's arm, and her expression looked a little better.

But she still didn't dare to look at others, just stood beside Wang Cheng, lowered her head and had dinner on her own.

Taoist Changhe and Niu Dahai both looked at Ping Liangying in surprise. I wonder what happened. Didn’t these two people still beat them to death on the ring before? Why do they look so close now?

Wang Cheng smiled bitterly and said helplessly to the two of them: "She was hit in the head and lost her memory. Now she treats me as her master, and I can't even drive away. If I send her back to Japan now, wouldn't it be too dangerous?"

When Taoist Changhe and Niu Dahai heard this, they widened their eyes. They had almost never encountered such scenes in TV series in their lifetime.

"real?"

Taoist Changhe's figure instantly turned into a hurricane, and in the blink of an eye it came to Pingliangying. Without time to react, Pingliangying grabbed his wrist pulse and looked at it seriously.

Ping Liangying was shocked and almost threw out the bowl she hugged in front of her chest. Her body shook, and she was close to Wang Cheng, and she almost cried, saying, "Master, I'm afraid..."

Wang Cheng said seriously: "Don't be afraid, you won't be in trouble."

Ping Liangying actually calmed down when she heard Wang Cheng's words. She just slightly widened the distance between her and Taoist priest Changhe and let the old Taoist priest take her pulse.

However, the medical skills of the old Taoist Changhe was really average, so after taking the pulse for a few breaths, he didn't see anything special.

This situation involves the head acupoints. Even Wang Cheng can only see a rough outlier of the acupoints and bloodlines, and cannot find the real inner secret, let alone the Taoist priest Changhe.

So, after watching for a few breaths, Taoist Magistrate Changhe frowned deeply, and his eyes looked at Hirara Sakura's expression as if he were to see through this Hattori Kenyu's personal disciple. Seeing that Hirara Sakura did not seem to be acting, his face became confused and complicated.

"Wang Cheng comes up with me."

Changhe loosened Pingliangying's pulse and nodded to Wang Cheng. Then he turned around and went to the stairs.

Wang Cheng immediately followed, but one hand was holding his sleeve and holding the bowl with the other hand, and said weakly: "Master, Sakura is afraid."

"Eat here well, don't be afraid, I'll come down right away."

Wang Cheng took Ping Liangying's hand away and said with a stern face.

Pingliangying immediately did not dare to object, so she could only sit down and eat honestly, looking at Wang Cheng's back with one eye.

Niu Dahai explained to Sun Donghe and Liu Shicheng and then followed Wang Cheng upstairs.

Second floor.

After the Taoist priest Changhe came up, he stood beside the railing and looked in the distance, his brows still frowned, his expression constantly changing, and his mood was probably very complicated.

Wang Cheng stood quietly behind Master Changhe and did not speak.

Niu Dahai was very casual. After coming up, he sat down and poured tea from Gu Zi and said, "Old Taoist, Hattori Kenyu's apprentice has lost his memory. What do you think? Leave it to me to deal with it. I promise not to let her die or return to Japan. What about letting her live a good life in a place where no one knows?"

Taoist Nagato still looked into the distance, and said in a faint tone: "At that time, Hattori Kenyu's sword technique was only two or three people who could become enemies on the land of China. He was called the No. 1 Hattori Hanzo in the Hattori family in thousands of years and the strongest warrior in Japan in hundreds of years. He is also a symbol of the Japanese Bushido spirit. The sword aura condensed to its limit. His most brilliant record was to kill the country, the Ministries and the Party and the group with one sword."

"Hatbe Keno is the banner of the Japanese martial arts world."

In the last sentence, Taoist Changhe said it very seriously, and a hint of admiration even appeared in his expression.

It can be seen that Hattori Ken was indeed an extremely powerful super expert at that time, which made Taoist priest Changhe, who was the enemy, couldn't help but feel some admiration.

After pausing for a moment, Changhe's expression suddenly changed, and he became a little helpless, and he slowly said: "I didn't expect that Hattori Keno died for only ten years, and his disciple was assassinated by people from the Japanese martial arts world."

The world changes, but people's hearts are not as old as ever.

As a master of the same era as Keno Kimabe, Taoist Nagato felt that it was not worth it for this flag of the Japanese martial arts world.

Niu Dahai's expression also became a little regretful, but then he shook his head and said, "Old Taoist, although I also regret Hattori Kenyu, the more chaotic the Japanese martial arts world is, the better to us. This girl from the Hirai family is a disciple of Hattori Kenyu and has a high talent. But Hattori Kenyu also did a stupid thing and actually passed the Hanzo title of Hattori family to her, which was simply a disaster."

"If Hattori Keno lived until now, there would be no such thing. With Hiratsu Sakura's current strength, he could have successfully taken over the title of Hanzo and become the banner of the new generation of Japanese martial arts world. This little girl's swordsmanship talent is indeed seen in a hundred years. If she gives her another ten years, it is estimated that there are not many people in Japan who are her opponents, and it is not necessarily true that she can reach Hattori Keno's height in decades."

Niu Dahai also has a high opinion of Pingliangying.

In fact, when Hattori Kenyu died, Heira Sakura was only in his teens, a few years younger than Wang Cheng now. She was able to survive in the more cruel Japanese martial arts world. It was not because she was strong at that time, but because Hattori Kenyu's remaining power was protecting her. However, Hattori Kenyu had a deep influence on the Japanese martial arts world in the past few decades. After he died, many people wanted to reduce his influence or even directly eliminate it, so that they could better exert their abilities and re-dividate the sphere of influence in the Japanese martial arts world.

Therefore, Heira Sakura's death is definitely something that most people in the Japanese martial arts world are willing to see.

Among them, Iga Naga and Toyotomi Yoji are definitely the people who want to see such a thing happen the most. After all, they were almost suppressed by Hattori Kensuke for a lifetime, and there was some tragedy about the tragedy of He Shengliang.

Taoist Nagato sighed, not knowing whether it was because Hattori Keno or what was his mood. He turned around and sat down, poured a cup of tea, and slowly drank the tea. He stopped talking.

Wang Cheng thought about it, broke the calm, and said, "Master, did Toyotomi Yanger go to Longhu Mountain?"

Changhe nodded and said, "Well, I went there yesterday. I had already arrived at Longhu Mountain. Yang Dan went with me. I originally wanted to go and have a look together. I haven't been to Longhu Mountain for a long time. I don't know how many days left to that old Taoist priest can live, but unfortunately the matter here has not been avoided."

"He didn't participate in this prison robbery?"

Wang Cheng asked again.

Taoist Changhe did not answer, Niu Dahai said, "He participated, he was at the scene, but he did not show up. Among the people who ran out, there were his eldest disciples!"

"The master and Director Niu think, how should we deal with Hiraki Sakura now? Leave it to the Japanese?"

Wang Cheng did not continue to ask Toyotomi Yang Er about it, which was too complicated. It was enough to get the information he wanted to know.

Taoist Changhe also struggled a little, and he said in a deep voice: "What do you think?"

Wang Cheng smiled bitterly and said, "Master, she pesters me now and treats me as her master, and only recognizes me."

"Then do you want to keep her?"

Niu Dahai looked at Wang Cheng in surprise.

At the beginning, Wang Cheng suffered a great loss in Ping Liangying's hands. Niu Dahai thought Wang Cheng wanted Ping Liangying to be unlucky.

Wang Cheng remained silent and looked at his master, Taoist priest Changhe.

A trace of light flashed in Taoist Changhe's eyes, looking at Wang Cheng and asked lightly: "Do you want her to stop practicing swords?"

"Um."

Wang Cheng didn't say much, but simply agreed to one word to express his thoughts.

The pure and flawless eyes of Pingliangying looking at him were still echoing in his mind. It was very similar to Wang Yuanyuan, who followed him every day when he was a child, regarded himself as his only support and his only relative.

As a representative figure in the martial arts world in Japan for hundreds of years, Hattori Kenyu has created a new peak in Japan's kendo and is the biggest enemy in the Chinese martial arts world. If his personal disciples can be turned into boxing masters, it will definitely be ironic. At that time, the entire Japanese martial arts world will probably lose face.

However, we must also grasp one degree of this. If you accidentally raise a tiger, it will be more costly.

Only those who are so confident in Wang Cheng will have no scruples. When Taoist Changhe accepted Liszt, they all knew to keep a move.

When Changhe thought of this, a smile also emanated from the corner of his mouth. He was already very pleased that his disciple could defeat Hattori Keno's disciple on the ring, and felt that he had beat Hattori Keno once in his life.

Now, if Hattori Keno's disciple can be included in his own disciple and become his successor, and from a master of swordsmanship to a master of boxing.

Hattori Keno was so angry that he would jump out of the coffin and fight to the Wusheng Mountain?

Niu Dahai also understood. Although he was not qualified to participate in the battle between masters like Kenoki Kimura, he also knew what the smile of Taoist Nagato represented. He drank a cup of tea and said calmly: "I can forget everything I saw today. If the Japanese side makes the request for people, I can also make a fuss to reject them."

"hehe!"

Taoist Changhe couldn't help laughing in a low voice, looking at Wang Cheng and said seriously: "You make the decision on this matter yourself, but remember not to spread the martial arts of Wusheng Mountain."

Wang Cheng's eyes flashed with halos, and he clasped his fists and agreed seriously: "Don't worry, master, I have a sense of responsibility."

"Well, then that's it. Wang Cheng, you have condensed the power of a tiger. Do you want to really specialize in the nine-style tiger style?"

Changhe nodded and asked again when he looked at Wang Cheng.

Niu Dahai also stared at Wang Cheng. Seeing the breath following Wang Cheng flowing with the breath between his inhalation, it naturally condensed into a tiger image. He was slightly surprised because he didn't notice it just now, but just focused on Pingliangying.

Now it seems that Wang Cheng's tiger-shaped fist has obviously reached the extremely high level of gathering strength, condensed the power of a tiger, and has great power in his actions. When he exerts his force, he is just like a real tiger.

All pictograms that can practice this level are top-notch ancient pictograms, and there is no such mystery in modern Chinese martial arts.

However, because it was an internal matter of Wu Sheng Mountain, Niu Dahai just looked at it and didn't interrupt.

Wang Cheng smiled bitterly, and then said seriously: "Master, don't worry, I know that Wu Shengshan boxing is my foundation. However, the nine styles of the Tiger have made rapid progress recently, and I have not been sure of it. However, I will slow down in the past two days and continue to practice the Earth Evil Fist. After fighting with Liszt, I know that the secrets of Earth Evil Fist are endless, and I will definitely study them carefully."

"It's good that you can understand. Your high qualifications for martial arts are the only ones I have seen in my life. But you are very independent and I don't want to interfere too much, so I don't want you to go astray. Liszt thinks that you can go astray by learning the Earth Evil boxing. That's really underestimating me... Leave his two disciples to Lao Niu to deal with, don't let any one go. When you meet Liszt in the future, you must personally capture him onto Wusheng Mountain and kill him in front of the ancestor."

Changhe looked at Wang Cheng and said seriously.

Wang Cheng looked at the master's eyes and nodded solemnly and agreed. He had no sense of Liszt's two disciples, so Niu Dahai took it away. Liszt was also the first traitor in Wusheng Mountain in one or two thousand years. Wang Cheng, as the only heir of Wusheng Mountain now, would definitely not let him go.

Scream... Scream...

At this time, two harsh brake sounds suddenly sounded outside. A business car drove over with an ambulance and parked directly at the door. Several people ran off the business car, including the masters of the International Taekwondo headquarters who left Wang Cheng in front, Mark and Jack.

A hospital bed was also pushed down from the ambulance, and a coma was lying on it. It was Shi Dan, who was beaten by Wang Cheng and only breathed a sigh of relief.

"Be careful."

Mark directed two big men to carry the hospital bed into the gate.

Jack hurriedly ran in and shouted: "Wang Cheng, come out quickly, Stan is almost out of the way."

Wang Cheng said to his master, Taoist Changhe and Niu Dahai, and then quickly went downstairs. The downstairs had been cleaned up by Zhang Shaoyun and Liu Shicheng and others. Ping Liangying was still sitting there quietly eating. After seeing Wang Cheng, her eyes lit up and hurriedly came to Wang Cheng with a bowl. Without saying a word, she stood quietly beside Wang Cheng while eating slowly with a spoon.

Wang Cheng was careful and hurriedly took Pingliangying to his bedroom, reminded her not to go out. Pingliangying looked at Wang Cheng with a long eye and nodded obediently to agree.

This is to prevent people from seeing it at the International Taekwondo Headquarters from spreading it out and giving people a handle.

"Carry people in."

After arranging Ping Liangying, Wang Cheng walked out and said seriously to Jack who ran in.

Jack stared at Wang Cheng and looked around, wondering why this place became much messy, and shouted in a serious tone: "Wang Cheng, your best hospital in the capital has issued a death notice to Stan. Are you sure you can really save him?"

Wang Cheng looked at Stan who was carrying it in and did not answer Jack's words.
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