Zhao Guangrong stopped Wang Chao, turned to look at Tang Zichen who was sitting on the dragon-carved mahogany Taishi chair, with a bit of awe in his eyes, and whispered.

"Zi Chen, as your successor, Wang Chao is just a junior. Regardless of seniority or reputation, the people present are all the elders of the Tang Sect, and they are all more prestigious than him. Even if they are not

If you come, it won't be his turn, right?"

As soon as Zhao Guangrong said these words, everyone present nodded. They are all veterans of the Tang Sect and have made a lot of contributions to the Tang Sect. Wang Chao, a young boy, has never done anything for the Tang Sect.

If you have done your best, you can replace the sect leader Zhu Bi. This is simply a matter of one step. Even if Wang Chao wants to rise to the top, he must make great contributions to the Tang sect and do it step by step.

"Yes, Brother Zhao is right. Mr. Wang Chao has too little qualifications and is not qualified to replace the master of the sect!"

"Sect Master, there is indeed something wrong with this matter. Even if Wang Chao is your successor disciple, he still needs to abide by the rules and rank seniority. He must not go beyond these elders!"

Questions rang out one after another, and there was a lot of discussion. It was very noisy and noisy.

Tang Zichen's expression was as usual, her eyes were cold and without any fluctuations. She was extremely intelligent and had expected this situation to happen, so she was not surprised. She just looked at everyone indifferently, her cold eyes wandering on everyone's cheeks.

After that, there was a sudden silence, and everyone felt an extreme depression. The heavy pressure made them feel awe-inspiring. Then they remembered who was sitting on the main seat. In fact, they could question it.

Wang Chao's left fist was clenched, his eyes were slightly narrowed, and there was a bone-chilling chill in his narrow eyes. He was staring at Zhao Guangrong in front of him, with murderous intent in his heart, and a terrifying evil aura arose on his body, a powerful

The pressure was on Zhao Guangrong, fighting each other without giving in at all.

Zhao Guangrong's face was solemn, and the terrifying majesty and power flashed in his tiger eyes. He stared at Wang Chao, not giving up an inch, and made no secret of his dissatisfaction and contempt for Wang Chao.

The power of the Supreme Master rises, and he sits on the golden luan. This is the secret hand in Taizu's Changquan, a unique skill that only he, a descendant of the royal family, can master.

Tang Zichen didn't have any momentum or coercion on his body. He could suppress the whole audience with just a glance. Then he looked at Wang Chao and Wang Chao, who were facing each other. There was no expression on his face, and he became more and more worried about these things in his heart.

Feeling impatient with the competition for worldly fame and fortune, he said calmly and coldly.

"not good!"

Wang Chao's eyes were only slightly stimulated, but Zhao Guangrong felt it keenly. The moment Wang Chao's eyelids flickered, Zhao Guangrong spun his heels, twisted his body a few times, and followed the trajectory of the seven-star bucket handle, taking seven steps together.

With one step, he was in front of Wang Chao in the blink of an eye, and the divine fist struck out from under his ribs, hitting Wang Chao's heart.

"Wang Chao, as your disciple and successor, you can add a touch of red to your eyes if you want!"

Zhao Guangrong's tail vertebrae was filled with a stream of cold air, and the hair all over his body exploded, like a kitten whose tail was stepped on. He was greatly frightened, his mind was tense, his nerves were sensitive, his tail vertebrae shook, and his whole body

He jumped out, the horse leaped over the Tan River, and the monkey ran through the jungle. In one leap, he was ten steps away.

This is the killing move "Tengu Eating the Sun" in the beast's head posture. It is a secret killing move in Taizu's Changquan. The waist is charged, the spine is raised, and both hands are grasped to catch it, and it is swallowed with the force of grabbing. It is mysterious and vicious.

, the whole body's power exploded, and the opening and closing of the moves were vast, with the artistic conception of a tengu swallowing the sun.

The two thick and powerful arms collided hard together, the dark energy exploded, the muscles were solidified, and the bones were numb from the force of the opponent.

If this attack is carried out, Zhao Guangrong's entire spine will be shattered, and he may even be beaten out of his body!

There was a loud noise that shook the ground. The concrete floor under my feet seemed to have been hit by a road roller. Pieces of concrete exploded and flew away. People around were shocked to avoid it, and it was chaos.

Zhao Guangrong used his beastly posture to catch Wang Chao's big stone-throwing hand, and his feet were smashed nearly a foot into the ground. The shoes under his feet exploded and were completely tattered.

"ah!"

"Then what do you think we should do?"

Zhao Guangrong's magical punch almost hit Wang Chao's heart, only a hair's breadth away from hitting his clothes.

Zhao Guangrong's posture of sitting on the golden ruan was put out. Zhao Guangrong spread his hands, like the head of a big beast! At the same time, his ten fingers were stretched side by side, slightly hooked, and arranged together, like the fangs in the mouth of the beast!

"Taizu Changfist Beast Head Power!"

Wang Chao's move is the Taoist Tiangang Zhengfa, which is as big and small as one wishes. It requires strong body control, the convergence of Qi and blood, and the closure of joints. Even the Huajin master would not dare to do this. It is easy to cause early muscle and bone damage and lifelong disability.

Wang Chao's eyes narrowed, leaving only a gap. The cold light was cold and clear, and he put on Wuji's posture. His whole body was loose and empty. There was no strength in the whole body. It was as soft as cotton. The Tengu Eclipse was slightly stagnant, and then he held the elixir.

Sitting on the crotch, a Qi and Blood Pill exploded in the abdomen, and the Qi and Blood bombs spread to both hands. The muscles of the two hands, which were originally weak and white, immediately tightened, and the blue veins exploded, becoming black and blue as iron, and then turned into

Applying a bright red color like cinnabar, the blood was loosened and exploded, and Zhao Guangrong's fingers that were used to bite the fangs were slightly flicked away.

Wang Chao laughed, shrunk to the ground, stepped out, and stepped on the cloth gang. There was a gathering of yin and yang under his feet. His figure was like a ghost. He appeared in front of Zhao Guangrong in an instant. He raised his palms high and held them in a hand.

The fist was like a giant hammer, hitting the head. It was a big monument-smasher, aimed at Zhao Guangrong's head. The air was stagnant, the space was frozen, and it was carrying a powerful wind that was irresistible and irresistible.

The fist has not yet come, but the wind of the fist has already struck. Zhao Guangrong's divine fist is released. The strong wind in front of the fist is not like the ordinary strong wind pushing forward, but condenses into an awl, with a sharp edge, and pierces into

The pit of Wang Chao's heart. It can be seen that Zhao Guangrong has cultivated the skill of Ming Jin to the point where the fake is confused with the real, and the bright is used to replace the dark.

The ten fingers of Zhao Guangrong's hands were like the fangs of a beast, biting deeply into Wang Chao's wrist, raising his arms to swallow everything, and using the force of his body to push forward, he wanted to swallow Wang Chao with the force of his beast's head.

In particular, Wang Chao's big monument thrower just now was domineering, mighty and masculine, but now it has been transformed into a small, exquisite, exquisite and subtle change of hardness and softness. He has practiced it to the level of proficiency. Even Zhao Guangrong can't help but feel it.

Respect.

Zhao Guangrong glanced at everyone, everyone nodded, and finally looked up at Tang Zichen who was sitting above him, with a hint of inquiry and request in his eyes.

Although Wang Chao was confident that he could win, he did not dare to be careless. He looked solemnly and frowned, staring at Zhao Guangrong opposite him. The opponent was a powerful character. If he was not careful, with Wang Chao's current martial arts, the boat would capsize in the ditch.

It's also possible.

Although it is not easy to practice Kung Fu to be strong and domineering, there are many people, but there are only a few people who can practice Kung Fu to a delicate and delicate state.

Seeing that he was about to succeed with one blow, Zhao Guangrong was overjoyed. The sensitive skin in front of his fist felt the temperature of Wang Chao's heart skin in just one hundredth of an instant.

Zhao Guangrong's mind moved, his muscles tightened, his energy and blood exploded, and he threw his arms into his arms, trying to imprison Wang Chao in his arms. The force of this embrace was of great weight. Zhao Guangrong once blocked a man from his waist.

A wooden stake as thick as a thigh was strangled directly into two sections, showing the extremely ferocious force.

Tang Zichen put his hands on the armrests of the Grand Master's chair, leaned forward slightly, looked at Wang Chao with a bit of indifference, and asked softly.

Wang Chao was staring at Zhao Guangrong's eyes, waiting for an opportunity to move. Zhao Guangrong suddenly became angry, and his glaring, diamond-like eyes seemed to turn into two small suns. The strong flash made Wang Chao's eyes tremble.

It gave me the illusion of being pricked by a needle. This kind of witnessing skill was ten times more powerful than the one just now!

Zhao Guangrong's body changed from a horse stance to a diagonal lunge. All the weight of his body was pressed on one leg. With the empty leg, he stepped violently, drew the bow and opened the posture. His body was like a taut bow string, which bounced back.

With his body leading his shoulders, his shoulders leading his elbows, his forearm was like a spear, and he stabbed Wang Chao in the throat. This is a classic way of turning defeat into victory, turning around to ambush.

The reason for such a sharp punching style is that the punching speed is too fast. At the moment when the arm is pushed out, the muscles and fur of the arm tighten and wrap up, causing the air in front of the fist to gather into a ball, and it is shot out like a bullet.

.The skill of Ming Jin can be said to be at its peak if it can be practiced to such an extent. This is the skill of stepping on the cloth.

Among the Xingyi Quan, the most vicious Bengquan is the Houhai Bengquan. If you are hit, you will die immediately. Even if it is just a scratch, you will be paralyzed for life at the least.

"boom!"

Zhao Guangrong stood seven steps away from Wang Chao. He raised the fingertips of his right hand and raised his whole arm to his waist silently. He twisted his steps, spread his feet and walked diagonally. His eyes suddenly bulged.

, the whole eye bulged out, like a glaring King Kong, with terrifying power.

"Those who practice martial arts should be judged by their strength. All seniority rankings and prestige and fame are all false. Hall Master Zhao's proposal is exactly what I want!"

"Snapped!"

"broken!"

Wang Chao blocked his elbow and placed it in front of his heart. At the same time, he held his hands together, holding Zhao Guangrong's magic fist, and moved it to the side. It was like pushing a huge stone millstone of 100,000 kilograms to rotate. This is the "" in Tai Chi"

"Move to block", first block and then move. At the critical moment, Wang Chao's stick movement in the slightest moment melted away the killer move of the divine boxing heart. It can be said to be extremely thrilling. The bravery of a skilled man has made countless people

They were all holding their breath, not daring to breathe.

In Changquan, the direct descendant of Zhao Guangrong's Taizu, there is an eye-training technique called the Vajra Angry Eyes Method, which involves turning the eye wheel and activating Qi and blood. Combined with eye-brightening and eye-nourishing drugs, long-term training can make the eyes sharp and sharp, like a torch.

His eyes are as bright as a torch, which is worthy of his reputation.

However, as soon as Zhao Guangrong landed, he felt a cool breath coming from his tailbone again, and his muscles all over his body trembled. Wang Chao's collapse fist, like a shadow, came close to Zhao Guangrong's back again, not giving him any chance to breathe!

"Being able to compete with the president of the Nanyang Martial Arts Association is something I only dream of, please!"

Zhao Guangrong is also a man who has experienced hundreds of battles. He has a ferocious side in his character. His blood is rising, his face is ferocious, and a stern look flashes in his tiger eyes. He twists his hips and flies sideways. The horse looks back and performs the Taizu Long Fist.

In the middle, a unique move "Ambush" was used to turn defeat into victory.

"Today, either you die or I die!"

Seven Star Step, Divine Fist! Zhao Guangrong's Seven Star Step is so fast that it exceeds the limit of human beings. When his body flashes, it is like a starlight flying into the void, fast, fierce, gorgeous and bright!

When Zhao Guangrong launched his attack, Wang Chao's heart stagnated slightly and his heart contracted sharply. He could already feel the strong wind brought by the opponent's punch, like an awl, piercing the output blood vessels of his heart.

Wang Chao's wrist followed the gap and pulled it out in an instant. His body tightened suddenly, the density of the muscles in the body increased, the joint gaps closed, and the entire 1.8-meter-tall figure shrank into a child, less than 1.5 meters, as if

A small steel egg went directly into Zhao Guangrong's arms and hit him hard on the chest. The air exploded, the sound of thunder was heard, and the strong wind pressed the clothes on Zhao Guangrong's body tightly.

On the skin, the sound is huge and extremely frightening.

Wang Chao waved his hand and put down the ink pen in his hand again, eager to give it a try. He had long wanted to beat this old guy Zhao Guangrong to death. Although he couldn't be cruel now, he could still teach him a lesson, just in time to vent his anger.

The hatred in my heart.

Zhao Guangrong was shocked. His scalp was numb, his hair exploded, and he was in a mess. The huge air flow penetrated like a pillar of heaven and filled the gaps in his clothes. The clothes on his upper body were shaken and bulged.

"According to the old rules, if you want to be the writer of the Tang Sect, you must show your true skills!"

"Today, in front of all the elders of the Nanyang Tang Sect, I will bet on martial arts and try two moves of Sanshou. If I am lucky enough to win one and a half moves, he can go back to where he should go and don't go to our Tang Sect beach again.

Zi Muddy Waters, if he wins one or two hands, I will quit the Tang Sect and never care about these messy things again, Zi Chen, what do you think?"

Zhao Guangrong only felt a blur in front of his eyes, and Wang Chao disappeared from his sight. His whole figure seemed to be invisible. He felt his chest numb and his heart was awe-inspiring. He did not expect that Wang Chao's kung fu was so superb, and he used his small kung fu to the extreme.

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To be continued...