Wulin martial arts hegemony record

Chapter 113

"Hey, have you guys heard? There will be a martial arts evaluation in the martial arts training ground soon!"

"Who is it, such a big face?"

"At any time, doing this is simply delaying our time, let's go, I can't wait!"

"I know who it is." A voice sounded from behind the disciples of the Emei Sect.

When everyone turned their heads, they saw a slender and beautiful woman in a green skirt looking at them with a smile.

"Senior Sister Jin, please tell us the news you heard." The girls immediately embraced her.

"The person who will conduct the martial arts evaluation is called Xue Chang." Jin Shuirong saw that some people were still a little dazed, and further explained: "It is the young escort of the Jincheng Security Bureau who escaped in the hot spring station bloody case. I heard that he is not yet 20 years old. He has never participated in military training, but insisted on signing up to go south to avenge his father, so Jiang University held this martial arts assessment specially for him."

"So... that's understandable."

"What's the excuse? Several of us are under the age of 20, but we have all participated in military training several times."

"Junior Sister, we are the Emei Sect, and the Patrol Division is like our second home. Military training is our pastime after practicing martial arts. How can it be compared to the children of an escort."

"Ah, I remembered. I said why this name is so familiar. Some time ago, there was a lot of rumors in the patrol department that the bodyguard who had close contacts with the iron-blooded Changhemen seemed to be called Xue Chang. Could it be him?"

"You should ask Junior Sister Yang this question." Jin Shuirong blinked: "I remember Junior Sister Yang mentioned this person to me before, they seem to know each other."

Yang Xiuling's pretty face blushed, and she hurriedly argued: "I've only met him a few times, not even an ordinary friend."

"Really?" A few young nuns next to her teased.

Yang Xiuling was eager to argue: "Of course it's true, I dare not lie, or the Buddha will punish me!"

"I don't believe it, anyway, you are just a lay disciple, and the Buddha doesn't care about you." An older nun also interjected.

"Senior Sister, you're bullying me too!" Yang Xiuling stomped her feet resolutely.

The girls laughed.

"Sisters, stop making trouble, look, we are making our Junior Sister Yang very anxious!" Jin Shuirong asked with a smile on his face: "Junior Sister Yang, even if you are not familiar with that Xue Chang, do you know how good his martial arts are?" ?”

"Very average." Yang Xiuling recalled, "I remember Senior Brother Guo Youxin from the Qingcheng School defeated him very easily."

"Then he might be in trouble this time." Jin Shuirong suppressed her smile and said in a deep voice.

"Why?" Yang Xiuling asked curiously.

"I heard that Wang Jingwu is going to compete with him, and he is a master of bodyguards." Jin Shuirong said seriously: "When I came here just now, I heard someone scolding this Xue Chang, saying, 'He and Iron Blood Changhemen He has close contacts and is a traitor of our Bashu Wulin, if he is defeated by this Wang Tieqiang in front of so many of us, how can he gain a foothold in the Bashu Wulin!"

"What... what should I do?!" Yang Xiuling couldn't help asking.

Jin Shuirong sighed: "I don't know why such a fledgling young man is arranged for such a master as Wang Jingwu to evaluate martial arts, but it seems that the Martial Arts Officer does not have a good impression of this Xue Chang."

"How...how can you bully people like this!" Yang Xiuling said bitterly, and images flashed through her mind in an instant: Xue Chang, who was dressed as a beggar on the official road, gave her a dignified reprimand, which made her feel ashamed; In the tea shop, she was kicked down by Tang Fangzhuo, and it was Xue Chang who protected her with his body; in the patrol department, she was called to give a lecture, and she thought it was Xue Chang's complaint, only to find out later that he was actually a survivor of the Wenquanyi massacre. a poor man...

Yang Xiuling suddenly turned around and begged, "Master, you must help him!"

The conversation of the disciples just now was heard by Mrs. Jing Yu. She had an impression of Xue Chang and was also worried about his current situation, but facing the pleadings of her disciples, she could only say seriously: "Xiu Chang Ling, there is nothing you can do as a teacher. But you have to believe that I, the Buddha, will never allow innocent people to suffer wrong!"

Yang Xiuling nodded dubiously.

"Look, they've arrived at the martial arts training ground! Let's go there quickly, otherwise we won't be able to get a good position!" A disciple of the Emei Sect shouted anxiously.

So, like everyone else, the Emei faction flocked to the training ground in the center of the backyard.

The backyard of the Xunwusi Yamen has a vast area. The main reason for enclosing such a large area at the beginning was to allow the martial arts people from the Bashu area to gather here before military training or war, and to conduct roll call or lectures, so less than [-] martial arts people stood In the backyard, it still seemed a little empty.But when they surrounded the training ground, it seemed too crowded and noisy.

Countless pairs of eyes focused on the center of the field, and even Wang Jingwu, who had experienced many things in the world, felt nervous. After all, many of these eyes were existences that he needed to look up to.

On the contrary, Xue Chang not only didn't feel nervous, but a little excited.

"Xue Chang, although I don't know why the inspector chose me as the target of your force evaluation, but this competition... I will not let it go!" Wang Jingwu said seriously.

"Uncle Wang, just do your best." Xue Chang said confidently: "Don't worry about me. On the contrary, you have to be careful. I have made great progress in the past month or so."

Wang Jingwu raised his eyebrows. Although he had defeated Xue Chang twice, he had to admit that the opponent's martial arts were good, and the opponent's improvement was indeed obvious in those few days of fighting, but after more than a month of hard training Can the gap between the two be evened out? ...

Xue Chang's words aroused Wang Jingwu's competitive spirit.

"Wait a minute, Mr. Jiang asked Xue Shaoxia if he wanted to change into a weapon?" The officer of the Martial Arts Patrol Division shouted loudly.

"No, just two palms!" Xue Chang responded loudly.

Is this young man too careless? ...Jiang Shijia looked at Wang Jingwu, who was holding a steel gun, and Xue Chang, who was unarmed, in the field, and his heart beat a little.

"It seems that this Young Master Xue is good at boxing and kicking." Dugu Changhui said lightly.

"Your Majesty Jiang, don't worry, if something goes wrong with the competition, we can stop it forcibly, and no one will be hurt!" Mrs. Qiu promised.

The matter has developed to the present, and it is impossible to stop it. I can only hope that Xue Chang shows self-confidence instead of arrogance! ... Jiang Shijia swung his raised right hand down.

"Martial arts evaluation begins!" The patrol officer shouted loudly.

Xue Chang stood still, but Wang Jingwu kicked up the butt of the gun that was stuck on the ground, and shouted: "Be careful!"

Clenched the end of the gun with both hands one after the other, and sent it forward forcefully, the black oily iron gun pierced Xue Chang's chest like lightning.

It wasn't until the spearhead was about to approach him that Xue Chang suddenly swung his left palm up to block it.

When the palm of the gun collided with the gun barrel, there was a "pop" sound. A strong force was transmitted along the gun barrel to Wang Jingwu's hands, which made his palms go numb. Strong!

You must know that one of the reasons why Wang Jingwu was able to defeat Xue Chang twice before was that his internal strength was stronger than the opponent, but now this seems to no longer be his advantage.

Wang Jingwu was no longer allowed to think too much at this moment, after Xue Changzhen fired the iron spear, he cut straight into the middle.

Wang Jingwu knew that Xue Chang was good at a close-fitting boxing technique, which was extremely powerful, so he must not let the opponent get close, so he swung his hands, and the iron gun swept towards him with the sound of the wind.

Xue Chang squatted down quickly, and swept his left leg close to the ground.

Wang Jingwu jumped up, shook his spear, and made a phoenix nod, the tip of the spear pierced Xue Chang's head.

Xue Chang, who was half squatting, rushed forward quickly, and with his right hand pushed hard on the ground, he flew upside down and kicked Wang Jingwu with his right leg in the air.

This strange trick immediately caused a burst of exclamation from the sidelines.

Wang Jingwu didn't expect the other party to make such a strange move, but he was very experienced, so he hurriedly threw the tip of the spear to the ground, and the whole body used his strength to fly forward.

Xue Chang crossed and stepped in mid-air, reversed his breath, and his body that was about to land flew forward again, chasing Wang Jingwu.

There was another exclamation from the sidelines.

"It seems to be—" Zhao Changsheng whispered uncertainly.

"It's very similar to the Flying Grasshopper's famous stunt chasing the wind and the moon that we saw when Master took us to visit the Iron Blood Changhe Gate." Dugu Changhui said coldly: "It seems that this little guy is indeed related to the Iron Blood Changhe Gate Deep."

Although Wang Jingwu in mid-air did not turn his head, the sound of the wind behind him and the exclamation of the people beside him made him realize that something was wrong, but he pretended not to know it. , With his back to the opponent, the shot was quick and accurate, which is amazing.

Unexpectedly, Xue Chang had expected this move. With his left foot stepping on his right foot, his body suddenly jumped up, and then fell lightly, his feet landed on the iron spear.

The exclamation of the people on the sidelines was like a sea tide, one wave just started, and another wave came again.

Xue Chang raised his right foot, and stepped heavily on the barrel of the gun. The internal strength of the three layers of Nine Suns Divine Art plus his own weight made it difficult for Wang Jingwu to hold the iron gun in his hand and landed on the ground.

Wang Jingwu felt miserable. He never expected that he hadn't seen each other for more than a month. The opponent's martial arts were so advanced that he lost his iron spear within a few rounds. It was even more impossible for him to be the opponent's opponent just by punching and kicking.

Unexpectedly, Xue Chang picked up the iron spear that fell on the ground with his right foot, kicked it to Wang Jingwu again, and said loudly: "Uncle Wang, I told you not to let me, this time doesn't count, let's do it again!"

Wang Jingwu held the iron gun unexpectedly, feeling ashamed and hesitant in his heart: Of course he knew that he was completely powerless, but he was defeated with just a few moves, and he himself felt unacceptable.What would the surrounding martial arts people think?What would those famous martial arts figures think?As a bodyguard master, he finally had a chance to show himself to the heads of various sects in the Bashu martial arts. If he was favored by any senior, a few casual pointers would be better than his years of hard training!
Thinking of this, he no longer hesitated, and shouted: "Okay!" With this roar, he dispelled the shame in his heart, shook a spear with both hands, and stabbed at Xue Chang.

Seeing this, Jiang Shijia was a little dissatisfied: "What's going on with this Xue Chang, he clearly has the upper hand, why is he still letting the other party go?!"

"Even if he yielded a move, that escort may not necessarily take advantage." Dugu Changhui continued with a dark face.

As the only national defender in Bashu, Dugu Changhui admitted that the bodyguard recommended by Jiang Shenghuo is indeed capable. His marksmanship is very superb, and he should have practiced the stick technique very well, and he has combined the two very well. As the saying goes, a gun walks a line and a stick sweeps a large area, but his marksmanship can combine the strengths of the two and make up for the weaknesses of the two. If it is internal strength and body skills that are better, he will definitely become a master in the Bashu martial arts. It's a pity that his opponent...

"Amitabha, this Shaoxia Xue should mainly use Arhat Boxing. It is rare in my life to be able to practice Arhat Boxing to such a level. This young man's martial arts talent is astonishing!" Also a little moved.

Dugu Changhui didn't speak, but her eyes were fixed on the field. It wasn't until this moment that she could tell that Xue Changshi's boxing was indeed Arhat boxing. Originally, with her knowledge, she couldn't make a judgment so late, mainly because of the situation in the field. This young man made this ordinary Arhat boxing too freely, combining 36 moves freely and changing at will, which is quite different from the Arhat boxing used by those Shaolin monks. Coupled with his exquisite lightness kung fu, the escort Soon it was at a disadvantage again.

On the field, Xue Chang once again dodged the opponent's iron spear, rushed forward, and performed a double palm push cloud pose.

Wang Jingwu hastily returned his spear to block.

There was another "pa" sound, and Xue Chang's palms actually bent the iron spear.

Wang Jingwu retreated a few steps in a row, and just now he let go of the force from the gun, and his palms felt numb.

Unexpectedly, Xue Chang followed him like a shadow, followed by a kick towards the sky.

Wang Jingwu couldn't hold it anymore, the iron gun whined and flew into the air.

Wang Jingwu stood there for a moment, then said bitterly, "I lost."

Xue Chang was not complacent. He was very clear: the reason why he was able to defeat Wang Jingwu was not only because he had used the system to practice hard and improve his martial arts over the past month, but also because he had fought "Wang Jingwu" many times in the system. The gun is well known.

Therefore, Xue Chang clasped his fists in a salute with a little shame, but did not speak.

But there was a commotion on the sidelines.

"Junior Sister Yang, this Young Master Xue defeated Wang Tieqiang so easily, is this kind of martial arts very ordinary?" Jin Shuirong asked Yang Xiuling in surprise.

"I don't know what's going on." Yang Xiuling was also confused, but she smiled immediately: "But it's always a good thing that he wins."

"I heard that this Xue Chang is a dandy who spends more time visiting the women's branch of the restaurant than in the martial arts field. How can he be so powerful!"

"I heard that the Shujiang Escort Bureau where Wang Tieqiang works has a good relationship with the Jincheng Escort Bureau. Wang Tieqiang should be familiar with this Xue Chang. Maybe Wang Tieqiang did it on purpose—"

(End of this chapter)