The Heavens: Cross the World

Chapter 71 Huo Yuanjia's Apprentices

"Kill them!"

"Come on!"

"Fight!"

Roars and screams continued.

The melee was on the verge of breaking out. There were dozens of people from the Sanqing Gang, but there were only a dozen people on Feng Ji's side.

But the people around Feng Ji are all boxers in the true sense, and it is no problem to have one against three.

In just the effort of a cup of tea, the ground was full of disciples of the Sanqing Gang.

Zhao Jian stepped on the head of the leader of the Sanqing Gang, and sneered and cursed: "Aren't you fucking Huo Yuanjia's apprentice? Why are you still playing Shaolin White Crane Fist?"

The leader's face was flushed with anger, and he struggled on the ground to get up, but was trampled on the ground by Zhao Jian, unable to move.

He roared in his mouth: "You guys are so brave. Since you know that I am Master Huo's apprentice, you still dare to touch me? Aren't you afraid of Master Huo?"

Zhao Jian laughed wildly: "If I'm afraid of him, I won't go back to Jinmen!"

Feng Ji came over and waved.

Zhao Jian backed away and said: "Young Master, this guy is using the White Crane Fist, I'm afraid it's just to get a registered disciple from Huo Yuanjia's side."

Feng Ji lowered his head, looked at this person, and asked, "What's his name?"

The man slowly got up from the ground and said in a low voice: "Hou San."

Feng Ji asked again: "Did you use Huo Yuanjia's name to get this Sanqing Gang?"

Hou San had already got up at this time, with his head down, others couldn't see his face clearly.

He nodded slightly, and said: "Master Huo is generous and benevolent, as long as he is an apprentice, he will accept it. Let's... die!"

In the middle of his speech, he suddenly raised his head, his eyes showed a stern look, he suddenly exerted force, kicked his legs on the ground, and poked Feng Ji's eyes with all his five fingers.

Just pretending to give in, just waiting for this moment!
Hou San grinned ferociously, as if seeing the tragic death of this kid under his white crane fist.

Feng Ji had no expression on his face, watching Hou Sanwu poke his finger, and it was about to reach his door.

Suddenly he turned his head slightly, and instantly got out of the way of this sneak attack.

Hou San was startled, and said to himself, so fast!
He hastily made repeated moves, squeezed his five fingers together, and pecked Feng Ji's throat suddenly!
This whistling was so fast that it actually seemed to have the meaning of piercing through the sky with a bright energy.

Hou San was delighted in his heart, this tricky hand is the ultimate kill of the White Crane Fist, let alone a mortal body, even a piece of wood, he can peck it to pieces in an instant!

Bang!
The fingertips made of five fingers finally pecked Feng Ji's neck.

Hou San was ecstatic, but immediately froze, looking at Feng Ji in disbelief.

The expected blood splatter did not appear, but his fingertips were in sharp pain, as if he had pecked at a stone.

On Feng Ji's neck, there was no scar at all.

"you--"

Hou San was about to say something, but the next moment, a shadow of a fist struck.

Bang!
When the muffled sound came, he felt his eyes go dark, his forehead was in severe pain, and he lost consciousness immediately.

Hou San's body, like mud, slowly fell to the ground.

Feng Ji withdrew his palm casually, and said to everyone: "Let's go, it seems that this matter has nothing to do with the Huo family."

After all, he turned to leave.

Zhao Jian took a sip at the corpse, and cursed: "Idiot, our president has practiced so well that you can't even cut the skin with a knife, how dare you sneak attack?"

After that, he turned around and hurriedly followed.

Yan Si and Wang Yuanfu looked at each other.

Wang Yuanfu couldn't help looking at Hou San's body, he saw that Hou San's face didn't look injured, but when he touched his neck, the arteries stopped jumping.

Wang Yuanfu couldn't help being surprised, looked at Yan Si, and asked: "Fourth brother, the president...how did he do it?"

Yan Si's expression was solemn, and he spit out two words: "An Jin..."

Wang Yuanfu exclaimed in an instant: "What?! Darkness?! The president... Has he entered Darkness?"

Yan Si looked complicated, and said with a wry smile: "No wonder Fifth Brother respects him so much. At such an age, he has already stepped into a dark state. Look at Hou San, there is no visible injury on the surface. If you knock his head open, you will die." You see, his mind has long been muddled."

Speaking of this, there was some envy in his eyes: "The bright energy is strong and fierce, and the dark energy is feminine and soft. I never thought that I could see such a genius in my lifetime."

……

Feng Ji recalled Hou San's White Crane Fist, and sighed in his heart at the same time, Huo Yuanjia won 38 games in a row, and he really swelled up. The apprentices he accepted did not ask about their origins or identities, and even the bosses of these gangs wore the Huojia Fist. It's fierce.

Zhao Jian caught up with Feng Ji, and couldn't help but ask, "Master... President, did you use... An Jin just now?"

Feng Ji nodded and said, "Yes."

Zhao Jian couldn't believe it: "When did it happen? I remember when you were in Qingyuan, Shandong, you were still Ming Jin, right?"

Feng Ji smiled: "What happened after you left."

Zhao Jian hesitated to speak, but couldn't hold back, and asked, "May I ask, how can I develop dark energy?"

Feng Ji smiled and said: "It's not difficult, if you put your strength into the bone marrow, you will be fine."

"what?"

Zhao Jian was stunned. He didn't know that Feng Ji killed hundreds of people from the government and the Japanese Leshantang in Qingyuan County.

Relying on this massacre, constantly practicing boxing techniques, and finally practiced the strength into the bone marrow, from hard to soft, from bright to dark.

Zhao Jian was shocked, because Feng Ji had improved too fast.

He had never seen a genius practicing boxing so fast.

"Where are we going?"

Yan Si who was catching up behind couldn't help asking.

Zhao Jian came back to his senses, only to realize that Feng Ji's way back was not to the Strong Martial Arts Association, nor to Feng's Pharmacy.

Feng Ji put his hands behind his back and said: "My Feng family paid the money for visiting the wharf, but no one came to guard the place. In this case, he has to return the money, and Yangliu Lane will not need the other party in the future."

Zhao Jian understood instantly, and immediately said, "Are you going to find the Iron Knife Society?"

Feng Ji smiled: "Do you know where the iron knife will be?"

Zhao Jian immediately laughed and said: "Who doesn't know this Jinmen? The Iron Knife Club is the Iron Knife Gate, and the Tie Knife Gate is the Iron Knife Club. If you want to find someone from the Iron Knife Club, go directly to the Iron Knife Gate and find one right away."

Feng Ji laughed: "Then go to Iron Sword Gate."

With deep eyes, he said: "I also want to see how great our Master Qin's nine-ring sword is, and it can be as famous as Fifth Brother."

Everyone's eyes warmed up instantly.

Yan Si and Wang Yuanfu were the most excited.

"President, do you really want to fight Master Qin?"

"President, Mr. Qin has been famous for many years. His nine-ring sword is really not blown out. So far, no one has taken advantage of him. Don't look at Huo Daxia's majesty in the group arena over the years, but you must know how many punches Guan Wushi doesn't even dare to challenge Master Qin."

Feng Ji smiled: "I dare not challenge him, not necessarily because of how good his sword skills are, but also because this person is no longer purely a martial artist."

Yan Si, Wang Yuanfu and the others were taken aback for a moment, and immediately understood Feng Ji's meaning of coming.

Tiedaomen is not developing a boxing gym now. Master Qin's adoptive son has developed the Tiedao Club behind him. That is to say, Tiedaomen is actually a gang.

Ordinary boxing gym masters, who would ask for trouble and challenge gangsters?

But Huo Yuanjia is different. Although Huo Yuanjia has a good reputation, he doesn't run a gang. Although he is powerful, how many of those disciples really go to Huo Yuanjia to learn kung fu?
Most of them are just borrowing the name of Huo Jiaquan.

After Yan Si figured this out, he couldn't help but think of himself and the others. Strictly speaking, they were not considered martial arts masters, but bodyguard masters.

Although not as good as some gangsters, it can be regarded as a large-scale group. Part of Wang Wu's reputation was earned, and part of it was spread through the bodyguards.

How brave an individual is is not enough to deter everyone.

But a certain huge military organization will make everyone fearful.

"No matter what, the president has to be careful. The fifth brother said that Master Qin is also a master of dark energy. Don't be careless. If you can sit down and talk, let's talk." Yan Si advised.

Feng Ji nodded slightly: "Let's have a look, it's good to be able to talk."

Feng Ji felt that he was also a very talkative person, and practicing martial arts was a last resort, just for self-protection.

He didn't want to kill anyone if possible.

Soon a group of people came to the iron knife gate.

Tiedaomen is a huge place, and people come and go in a large courtyard.

There are three large characters of Iron Sword Gate hanging on the sect, and there are two teams of stone lions at the gate, and the gatekeepers are burly and majestic.

Seeing Feng Ji and a group of people approaching, the group of disciples immediately noticed.

Immediately, someone stopped Feng Ji and shouted, "What are you doing?"

Zhao Jian glanced at Feng Ji, seeing Feng Ji nodding slightly, he immediately shouted: "Qiang Wuhui will come to pay homage to Master Qin of the Tie Dao Sect."

"Strong Martial Arts Club?"

The disciple who blocked the door was taken aback for a moment, feeling that he had never heard of this boxing gym, and couldn't help asking: "The one who kicked the gym?"

"Stop talking nonsense."

Zhao Jian didn't bother to talk much, he punched him, and the disciple who blocked the door let out an ouch, and couldn't stop Zhao Jian's punch at all.

Feng Ji and his group immediately walked into the Iron Sword Gate with great fanfare!
(End of this chapter)