In a blink of an eye, the date of the "Warriors Conference" was reached.

Xu Zhengyang is the representative of the country. Today, he made a special trip to the Chen family’s villa in Foshan to invite the master to go there.

After coming home, I found that Chen Xixiang had already walked out with a man he was familiar with and could not be familiar with.

Chen Xixiang said with a smile:

"Mr. Xu, my newly accepted apprentice will go together today."

Bruce Lee smiled gracefully and politely at Xu Zhengyang, "Hello Mr. Xu, I am Bruce Lee."

Within these few days, he sincerely joined Chen Xixiang's disciple and was willing to be a disciple.

Although it has only been a few days, he still benefits a lot from Chen Xixiang's guidance in the past few days and his words.

The so-called true teaching is a saying, and thousands of books are passed down from family.

Bruce Lee is a giant who is invincible and has a precise understanding of his physical strength and physical factors. After Chen Xixiang opened the door to the true teachings of internal national martial arts, some skills were almost done at will.

So in just a few days, Bruce Lee's understanding of martial arts has entered a new field.

Xu Zhengyang also nodded and said politely to Bruce Lee: "Mr. Li is famous both at home and abroad. It is also my honor to see the real person today."

Bruce Lee smiled slightly, not very polite.

Despite this, he did not dare to underestimate the person in front of him.

He already knows what Chen Xixiang wants to take him to do today.

He also knew the name of the person in front of him.

The famous bodyguard of Dawen, the number one Gestapo in the capital, and the personal guard of some elderly people.

The thing that represents behind it is a big horror.

"Okay, don't be polite, let's go."

Chen Xixiang didn't say much nonsense, said something to the two of them, and then called them to their destination today.

The Heyimen station is located in a small urban area in Foshan.

The surrounding environment is not as quiet as it is, let alone bold as it is, and it is even a bit dirty and shabby.

But the reason why I chose this is to echo the saying "The mountain is not high, but there are immortals and names." The title of "the first in the martial arts world" that Xiahou Wu made for the Uni-One Sect a few years ago makes it easier for him to gather in this grand event than here.

The three of them drove by Xu Zhengyang and soon arrived at the gate of Heyi Martial Arts Hall.

When I heard the sound of the classic Hongqi car engine outside the door.

The men, women, Lao Qing and other figures in the martial arts world, who were sitting on the chairs of Huanghuali Wood in the courtyard of the Uni-One Gate, all changed their faces slightly, and they said in their hearts:

"Here you come."

immediately.

In the eagle claws, iron cloth shirts, hexagrams, backs, iron wires, capture, unite, Cai Lifo, poke feet, a young Taoist priest and Hong Ye of Wudang, as well as the young figures who followed their masters this time, all looked at the door.

Chen Xixiang first appeared at the door and looked inward.

As a matchmaker, Hong Ye immediately laughed, stood up and said:

"Mr. Chen, we're finally here. Come on, let's get to know each other first."

His words fell.

A tattooed man on one of the seats smiled and said, "We don't know which one of Mr. Chen's reputation is now, so we should always report to our house."

After saying that, he stood up and showed his arm tattooed with a green dragon and fisted, and said coldly: "The big capture is a Wang Zhe."

Chen Xixiang returned with her fists, and her faint eyes showed a smile: "Master Wang."

This is the capture king who fought Feng Yuxiu for dozens of rounds in the original plot and was eventually beaten to death.

After Wang Zhe said that, several other people in the seat stood up, or some of them simply did not get up, just sat there and reported the door.

"Chen Tianzhi, Guangnan Eagle Claw Gate!"

"Iron cloth shirt Hu Wen!"

"The left Qiu Mei of Piguamen!"

"Tongbei Fist Ma Chuhong!"

"Iron Line Fist Yellow Bridge Three!"

"Integrate one single English!"

...

These seven people looked a little young. The oldest one was Ma Chuhong, who practiced Tongbei Fist. He was about forty years old. They all stood up and bowed to Chen Xixiang. There was no obvious joy or anger on their expressions.

Three more people did not get up.

Two of them are the two old men from Suzhou Garden.

"Cai Lifo Fist Zhu Fuming."

"Poke the foot and fist Wuchangmin."

The two old men had no expression on their faces and did not get up. They just sat there and reported their origins of fists and feet.

The last one left was a young man covered in famous brands, who looked no more than twenty-five years old. He held the sword in his arms and did not get up, but said in a gentle tone: "Xiaodao Guo Jiaoyang, the 28th generation successor of the Taiyi Yunmen Sword of Wudang."

Chen Xixiang's eyes fell heavily on the young man who was practicing swordsman in Wudang.

Although he had not stood up, Chen Xixiang saw that although he was sitting on the Grand Master's chair, his feet did not completely fall on the bluestone slab, but were constantly rising and falling. If you listen carefully, you will find that the slight ups and downs of his feet were the same frequency as his breathing.

This is a real sword master.

Just sitting there can make people feel like a dragon lying there. Whenever you step on tiptoe, the sword will be unsheathed. When the light spots sway, it will pierce into the throat like lightning, killing people's lives.

When practicing internal and external martial arts, you can only practice the skin and flesh harder and the muscles and bones more solidly, so that when fighting with others, you can withstand one punch from others, or your own bones are extremely hard. If you smash it with one punch, you can break the opponent's skin and bones.

But swords are weapons, so there is no need to ask for these.

Sword skills are usually practiced in steps and body skills, and they are flexible in shape. Then they find a gap and stabbed them with a sword, which pierced the person like a candied haws.

No matter how hard the bones are, no matter how tough the skin is, you will still pierce through with a sword.

Guo Jiaoyang is a master of swordsmanship. In the past, even if he does not have the power of internal boxing, he can still stab many internal boxers with his exquisite swordsmanship to death with his bare hands.

Chen Xixiang greeted them one by one.

Especially for these three people who did not stand up, after they arrived, laughter rumbling:

"I really didn't expect that even in modern times, there are still many masters in the martial arts world. It seems that everyone will not disappoint each other today."

His smile also gave these arrogant old men the meaning of giving them a sense of sensation.

The laughter spread with words, which actually caused the eardrums of many young people in the martial arts hall in the courtyard to shook slightly. Chen Xixiang's voice was not very loud, but it seemed to give most people a deafening illusion.

Du Fuming and Wuchangmin each changed their expressions slightly, and when they watched Chen Xixiang intently, a different illusion arose in his heart.

Although this young man looked plain and easy when speaking, he was deeply stubborn, giving them a feeling like a high-ranking official from the center. He didn't have to deliberately express anything. His every move would make ordinary people feel awe.

That is the invisible official power brought by power.

Chen Xixiang actually had such a momentum at this time.

Xu Zhengyang watched this scene behind Chen Xixiang, and was slightly shocked, saying, "This Chen Xixiang, although I watched several competitions and knew that his fist and foot skills were so terrifying, how did he develop this invisible momentum? I will only have a deep understanding of this momentum when I am with those old people."

An official who is in a high position and is domineering will develop a strong position in his official position.

Chen Xixiang's momentum was cultivated by constantly practicing martial arts and fighting with others over the past year.

Every breakthrough in kung fu is a leap in life for those who practice martial arts. In addition, Chen Xixiang has killed more than one person with his fist. These experiences and experiences have naturally given him this ordinary mentality that even if the head of state is in front, he can still regard it as his equal status in his heart.

This is the reason why boxing requires the momentum of "beating people is like pulling weeds".

Seeing Chen Xixiang with invisible momentum, he faintly suppressed several old leaders who were respectful to themselves.

Guo Jiaoyang clapped his hands with a smile:

"Okay, it's extraordinary, it's Mr. Chen. Don't talk nonsense. Today's exchange meeting is to put it bluntly, in the name of a martial arts competition, launch the strongest representative recognized by the martial arts world, and then let the country use it to build momentum."

"Although you, Chen Xixiang, are powerful, the people here are not like the dough like Fang Fang. At least I don't want to admit that the number one in the martial arts world must be you, Chen Xixiang!"

Having said that, some people on the seats were slightly moved, but didn't say much.

Guo Jiaoyang walked directly in the middle of the courtyard and smiled indifferently:

"The old seniors are very self-reliant. It seems that they are unwilling to be the first one to stand up. Since that's the case, I will be the one who stands out."

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