Wang Cheng felt a tingling pain all over his body. The True Dragon Fist and the Nine Styles of the Tiger are both extremely fierce, domineering, and extremely self-centered, and almost unable to withstand other advanced boxing techniques.

Therefore, every time Wang Cheng practices these two boxing techniques, he practices alone, and even the martial arts of Wusheng Mountain must be temporarily put down.

This time, he practiced the True Dragon Fist and the Nine Tiger Styles at the same time, and both made breakthroughs, so the Qi and Blood in his body were extremely violent. If he had not achieved success in practicing horizontal kung fu, his body's strength would have long been far greater than that of ordinary people, he would have been unable to withstand the pressure of Qi and blood and died after exploding his body.

Moreover, just now, more than a dozen masters attacked at the same time, but he almost blocked them and got punched several times. Such a peerless master was not comparable to those led by Luo Yuan at the time.

puff!

He was helped up by Taoist Changhe, Wang Cheng spit out a mouthful of blood, his whole body relaxed a little, and the tingling pain in his heart gradually disappeared. He smiled reluctantly at the master, shook his head and said, "I'm fine, master."

There were many wrinkles on the old Taoist priest Changhe's face, which was much older than when Wang Cheng first met. It can be seen that the old Taoist priest's qi and blood have been consumed a lot over this period of time, and it seems that he will not last long.

Thinking of this, Wang Cheng's heart sank again.

However, Taoist Changhe held down Wang Cheng's wrist pulse, checked the pulse, and found that there was nothing wrong with it except being extremely powerful. Then he breathed a sigh of relief and said to Wang Cheng: "You are still young, don't be impulsive. They are all old guys who have lived all their lives. You will definitely surpass them in the future."

Wang Cheng nodded slightly and looked at Zhang Liangzhong and others opposite him. His eyes were a little hot, and he whispered: "No need to go in the future. At most, they will not be my opponent for a month!"

He was extremely confident about this.

It only took one month before he digested the qi and blood in his body, practiced the Tiangang secret technique of Wusheng Mountain, the Vajra Buddha secret technique of Vajra Sect, as well as the True Dragon Fist, the Nine Tiger Styles and other advanced martial arts, and Zhang Liangzhong ignored it.

In his eyes, there were only god-level masters like Gu Long, Wang Qiang, Qiu Shimin, Peng Ying, and Xuanji who might have entered mythology.

That's his goal!

Or, add the mask master standing in front!

Wang Cheng looked forward with a hint of confusion.

The Taoist priest Changhe exuded a sense of a superior majesty and said lightly: "Today's affairs are extremely complicated, involving many grievances in the past century. You are just a fuse. When **** left Wusheng Mountain to participate in the international competition in Africa, I expected that this might trigger changes in the land of China. From then on, I began to prepare for today!"

"Fortunately, I made some preparations, otherwise our Wusheng Mountain would be destroyed by Longhu Mountain today! This senior was specially invited by me from Zhongnanhai."

Zhongnanhai?

Wang Cheng was shocked and looked at his burly back. Is this a master from Zhongnanhai?

The battle over there immediately stopped.

Wang Qiang, Gu Long, Qiu Shimin and Peng Ying all stopped taking action, retreated one after another, and returned to their own camp!

Obviously, both sides are extremely afraid of this master from Zhongnanhai.

"Ghost Face, I didn't expect you to be invited out by the old Taoist."

Wang Qiang came to the ghost face master and said solemnly.

The Ghost Face Master stood there, and his breath shocked the audience, making a hearty voice, and said, "I'm only helping the right one."

Wang Qiang asked, "Oh? Then do you think the old Taoist priest is right?"

The ghost-faced master shook his head, pointed his finger at Wang Cheng, and said loudly: "He is right."

After pausing, the ghost face pointed his finger at Gu Long and others opposite him, and said seriously: "You are wrong."

He spoke with a sense of majesty from the bottom of his heart, as if what he said was the final result of the judgment and no one could object to it.

The whole audience was silent!

Peng Ying, Zhang Liangzhong and others all looked at Gu Long.

Gu Long stared at the Ghost Face and said coldly: "Ghost Face, what happened today is just the grudges inside the Taoist sect between Longhu Mountain and Wusheng Mountain. It does not involve the country or politics. You'd better not interfere!"

"Ha ha ha ha……"

Ghost face laughed and made a shock sound from under the mask. A wave of shock waves rushed to the opposite side, causing more than a dozen masters around Gu Long to retreat several steps, and said seriously: "The battle between the rivers and lakes? Gu Long, do you think I am a three-year-old child? Wu Shengshan Yuanding represents my land of China to participate in the competition, won the world championship, and annihilate tens of thousands of Americans. Walking from Africa back to my land of China, he represents the majesty and spirit of the Chinese nation. This is the thing that the land of China lacks the most in the past few decades."

"You deliberately took people to intercept Yuan Ding at the gate of the capital. If you really don't know why you are?"

After a loud shout, questioning.

The body and mind of the ghost face disappeared in an instant, and appeared in front of Gu Long almost at the same time, and punched Gu Long.

Gu Long also punched him directly without fear.

Bang!

The battle between the two masters was not astonishing as the earth, only the collision of absolute power, and a violent impact of aura came out. A trace of cracks continued to appear on the ground beneath the two feet, extending in all directions, as if an earthquake occurred, and the ground within a radius of 100 meters was not full of cracks.

What a powerful force.

Wang Cheng saw it very much.

Such power is really terrifying.

The next moment.

The ghost face stood still while still, but Gu Long took a step back due to the impact. Two big pits appeared under his feet, and his clothes were all ragged. When his feet stood still, he still trembled slightly.

"Gu Long, I'm here today, with orders!"

Ghost Face defeated Gu Long with one punch, carrying the majesty of the winner, and said in a deep voice: "From now on, Wu Shengshan Yuanding will be appointed as the director of the Special Operations Bureau, and will be in charge of all warriors on the land of China, including you Longhu Mountain. At the same time, all special service operations departments will be cancelled and unified under the jurisdiction of the Special Operations Bureau!"

The scene suddenly became extremely quiet!

Gu Long, who had just stood still, suddenly heard such an appointment before he could hear the appointment, his eyes instantly glared and looked at Wang Cheng who was standing next to Taoist Changhe. He was clearly a child.

He actually lets him rule the entire martial arts world?

Why?

In terms of seniority, this kid has to rank out to 100, so why do so many seniors have to listen to him?

Even in terms of strength, this kid has to rank dozens of people!

The dozen masters behind Gu Long seemed unbelievable, and their expressions were extremely uncomfortable, so it was obviously difficult to accept this result.

Even Wang Qiang and Qiu Shimin, who were standing on Wang Cheng's side, looked at Wang Cheng with a strange expression, and they didn't want to accept this result. They could help Wang Cheng and Wu Shengshan, but they didn't want to listen to Wang Cheng's orders and become Wang Cheng's subordinates!

Wang Cheng himself was also a little stunned, and then hurriedly looked at his master, Taoist priest Changhe.

He thought it was the result of Taoist Changhe running around recently, but he didn't expect Taoist Changhe to look surprised.

"Ghost Face, is this the command of the chief?"

Taoist priest Changhe asked hurriedly.

Ghost Face said lightly: "Natural."

No one doubts the authenticity of the commands sent by Ghost Face. Such commands will not exist in any written form, but will only be passed through the oral of Ghost Face.

Taoist Changhe looked at Wang Cheng, and he could still think that this young face was just a teenager who was terminally ill a year ago, and was dependent on his sister Wang Yuanyuan and worked odd jobs everywhere to make money.

Although his emperor is outstanding and unprecedented, he is too young. How can he take on such a great responsibility? How can others convince him?

He thought that Wang Cheng might get some official positions when he came back this time, but he never expected that it would be so large that he would be in control and command the entire secret service system and all the warrior masters. This was simply impossible.

But now the order has been conveyed from the mouth of the ghost face, that is true.

He underestimated the chief's importance to Wang Cheng.

Taoist Changhe immediately clasped his fists at Ghost Face and said, "Ghost Face, I beg you to take back Cheng Life instead of the leader. Yuan Ding is still young and has never done this job. Neither qualifications nor experience can convince the public. Please ask the leader to choose a separate candidate. I think Captain Wang is the most suitable choice!"

Wang Qiang, Gu Long and others thought that it was the Taoist priest Changhe who went to Zhongnanhai to find the leader and said something, so that Wang Cheng got the appointment. However, at this moment, the performance of Taoist priest Changhe was obviously not the case.

That was the decision made by the head himself?

In this way, it would be like splashing water.

Wang Qiang glanced at the old Taoist priest, shook his head, and said lightly: "I am old and don't want to participate in fighting and killing anymore. I just want to enjoy my old age. The old Taoist shouldn't pull me into the water!"

Everyone else called Wang Qiang the leader, and he did command a regiment back then, but it was not a formal military corps, but a separate regiment with direct leaders with only hundreds of people. The name he gave back then was very simple, which was the martial arts regiment. He was the first regiment commander and the last one. Later, the martial arts regiment was cancelled!

In fact, the special service department is equivalent to the martial arts regiment led by Wang Qiang back then. It is working behind enemy lines and targeting the opponent's masters!

Therefore, if Taoist Changhe thinks that Wang Qiang will take office, no one will object, it is just Wang Qiang's position back then.

Qiu Shimin was a subordinate of Captain Wang back then, so he was very convinced of the proposal of Taoist Changhe to let Wang Qiang take office.

However, as a member of the older generation of martial arts troupes, Qiu Shimin also knew very clearly that since the commander's order was released, it would be impossible to take back the candidate for another candidate.

really.

Ghost face glanced at Changhe and said coldly: "A command is an order. It is impossible to change the order every day. From now on, Wu Shengshan Yuanding will take office and integrate the special service system."

In recent years, the domestic special service system has indeed been a bit chaotic, with several departments with duplicate functions.

Wang Cheng was also speechless, feeling like he was forced to take the blame, and the pressure on his body was as heavy as Mount Tai.

Thinking that he could even manage god-level masters like Wang Qiang, Gu Long, and Xuanji in the future, he felt a little stagnant of blood.

Of course, he also knew that these people would never follow their orders.

Immediately, he looked at the ghost face and clasped his fists and said, "Senior, I think I have a shallow qualification, so please take back my life and let the chief choose another suitable person to take on this responsibility!"

Gu Long said coldly over there: "Boy, you understand best."

Ghost Face looked at Gu Long coldly and said to Wang Cheng: "Yuan Ding, you don't have to be afraid. You are only nineteen years old this year, and your strength has reached a peerless realm. There is a lot of room for improvement in the future. This is your capital. In addition, your return from Africa this time has attracted the attention of the whole world and promoting the majesty of the Chinese nation. This is something that none of them have ever done. From this point of view, you have the strongest qualifications!"

"In the end, my ghost face and the chief are your backing. If anyone does not obey your command and dispatch and comes to me directly, I will deal with it on the spot for treason!"

Taoist Changhe sighed and looked meditate. What he had thought before was to let Wang Cheng lead a few disciples with few qualifications to practice well, and then develop Wu Shengshan when his strength was great in the future. However, he did not expect that someone would push Wang Cheng and Wu Shengshan to the front row so soon.
To be continued...