Chapter 655 (1/2)

Yang Tianji looked at the six men and said, ”tomorrow's Wulin conference, you should act according to the plan.” Then he looked at Liu Yang and said, ”you try to lead XiaoLongNu away.”

Liu Yang nodded: ”no problem. Now that your Highness has stepped into the magic power of half a step, killing Zhang is not a problem, but you should be careful of the magic weapon in his hand. Zhang Jun has a sword pill in his hand. Once it is excited, it will be very powerful. ”

Yang Tianji sneers. He takes out a wooden sword box, which is extremely ancient. After opening it, there was an ancient pine grain sword with simple blade and dark body.

”This Ruyi sword is a magic weapon handed down from the Yang family. I drive it with Ruyi's magic power. Even if the characters in the Guizhen state are not afraid, what is a Zhang Jun? I also know that the sword pill is a relic of ancient Shu mountain sword cultivation. He can't urge it. Even if XiaoLongNu urges the sword pill, she will be exhausted. She will never use it easily. ”

Liu Yang was moved and looked at Ruyi sword and said: ”it is said that the divine power of the Lord is learned from this Ruyi sword. It can be seen that its power must be very strong. Zhang Jun will surely die this time.”

Yang Tianji's eyes fell on the six indifferent people and said, ”all six of you are the holy master's personal guard and powerful nine level gods. I hope I won't be disappointed.”

A nine level deity said coldly, ”Your Highness, the three blood clans around Zhang Jun will be handed over to us.”

Yang Tianji nodded with satisfaction: ”very good! What Zhang Jun relies on is nothing more than little dragon daughter and three dukes. As long as he drags these three people, he is not afraid. ”

The next day, the Wulin conference was finally held as scheduled. Martial arts heroes from all over the country, representatives of hundreds of forces, large and small, gathered here to see the dark. The people basically sat around the tent, drinking tea in groups and chatting.

Seven of them were standing at a distance in one place, looking very gregarious. If anyone hears their conversation, they are all Japanese. These seven people all have extraordinary bearing. They belong to uninvited and uninvited guests.

Seven Japanese, led by the man in the middle. This man is over 40 years old, not tall, about 1.6 meters. He looked very thin, his eyes were cold and gloomy, and he calmly scanned the martial arts masters on the field.

* * he hummed to everyone around him: ”I am disappointed by the Chines. No one is my enemy.”

six young men behind him are among the young people. One of them respectfully says, ”the teacher is a * * e person who has stepped into the holy land half way, and is also the first class in Shinto. These fragile and Chinaman are not rivals, they are not qualified to compare with teachers.”

the middle-aged man smiled. ”After today, the Chinese will know my * * Abe Teru's name!”

one of his students complacent: ”when the man named Zhang Jun becomes the leader of * * Lin”, the teacher will cut him down with a sword, so that he can become the leader of the martial arts of the Chai people.

The middle-aged man ”ha ha” laugh, attracted some nearby martial arts masters one after another, thinking that this goods is neuropathy?

At nine o'clock in the morning, everyone had already eaten. Zhang Jun changed into his usual practice clothes and appeared on the high platform. All the heroes have gathered under the stage to see his different expressions, including worship, contempt, hatred, indifference and so on.

He stood with a smile on his face. Gradually, the stage quiet down, and finally silent. He glanced at the crowd and said, ”you all come from all over the country. Some of them are famous Wulin tycoons, and some are nameless scholars living in seclusion. It is a great honor for you to give me face to attend this national Wulin conference, and I would like to express my thanks here. ”

He stopped for a moment and continued: ”the purpose of holding the conference is to hope that the major martial arts schools can have more exchanges, make progress hand in hand, and prosper together.”

Before he finished, there were a few sneers from the crowd. Zhang Jun looked at the laughing people calmly and said, ”these friends look fresh. I don't know why they laugh?”

A middle-aged man of medium height stood up with a very steady step. He jumped up to the stage with a slight vertical movement. He held his arm and said proudly, ”I, Yang Hou, when I received the Wulin invitation from you, I thought in my heart what this” Zhang Jun ”was, and why he said to hold a Wulin assembly, he would hold a Wulin assembly.”

”And then?” Zhang Jun was not angry and asked calmly.

”So I accepted the invitation to come and see you.” Then he shook his head and sighed, ”you have let me down. I thought you would be a great man, at least better than I am. But I never thought that the man who wanted to be the leader of Wulin was a young boy who had not lost all his hair. ”

After that, he laughed and laughed very loud. Unfortunately, there was no one to accompany him to laugh. Even everyone looked at him with a kind of pity. There is a group of people in the world known as frogs at the bottom of a well. This sheep Marquis belongs to this kind of people with limited vision.

In the crowd, a 13-4-year-old boy asked his elders strangely, ”teacher, why don't you laugh?”

The young teacher is very old. He is over 70 years old, but his spirit is still strong. He sighs and says, ”I know that the martial arts master in a town in Nanhai province is not very qualified. He can practice hard, so he can have the highest cultivation of hidden strength.””But after all, he is just a person from a small town. I don't know that there are more powerful things in this world than dark power and Huajin. I'm afraid he thought that Zhang Jun on the stage was not even dark power, so he spoke so wildly. ”

The young man was surprised: ”he is so ignorant, and his strength is so weak, why would he be invited?”

”That's because the Yang family's daily boxing is very special. It's a very representative kind of boxing. This may be the reason why he was invited.” The teacher laughed bitterly, ”I don't know how he should end up.”

Zhang Jun said nothing more because his disciple Bai Xuan jumped onto the stage. Bai Xuan politely said to Yang Hou, ”I am one of the master's disciples. My accomplishments are not very good. I dare to ask Mr. Yang about his martial arts.”