The sword fairy who travels through time and space

Chapter 11 Fame
Next, Mr. Xingyi Master Accountant Rui and Hongquan Master Yongge joined hands with Li Chenglong, explaining the characteristics of Xingyiquan and Hongquan, and preparing for Li Chenglong's final decisive battle.

After Li Chenglong passed three passes and killed six generals, he finally met the head of the Chinese Samurai Association, the Grand Master Gong.

Although Mr. Gong is over fifty years old, he still has a strong body, strong vitality and blood, and his eyes are as sharp as an eagle, as if he can see into the bottom of a person's heart.

Ordinary people, as long as they meet these eyes, their aura will be weakened by three points, but who is Li Chenglong? Can't affect him.

"Okay! Although Master Li is young, he is already a generation of outstanding people. It is a pleasure to meet Mr. Li. It is a fate." The eyes of the old man are full of admiration.

"Grandpa Gong is absurd!"

"Today is my last battle. Mr. Li's martial arts are no less than mine. Today, let's not compete in martial arts, but in thinking, how about it?" Mr. Gong said loudly.

"The door is always a guest, the host can do whatever you want." Li Chenglong nodded in agreement.

Mr. Gong took two steps, pondered for a few seconds, picked up a French cake on the table, and said slowly: "That year, the Chinese Warrior Association was established, and a man came from the south. Let my senior brother Li Cunyi break a piece of cake."

As he spoke, he paused, as if remembering something, and after a while, he continued: "My senior brother Li Cunyi didn't say anything, and let him be the first president of the Samurai Association. He didn't rely on martial arts, but a sentence If you say, "Fist has north and south, does the state have north and south?", this gentleman is from Foshan, named Ye Yunbiao, and he is an outstanding person."

"Unexpectedly, 25 years later, I met another outstanding person like Mr. Li in Foshan. I would like to ask the words of my predecessors: 'Can you break the cake in my hand?'"

With that said, Mr. Gong handed the piece of cake in his hand to Li Chenglong.

Li Chenglong frowned and stood still, and did not immediately reach out to break it off. Mr. Gong seems to be full of flaws, but there are no flaws in his body. I am afraid that his kung fu has been practiced to the bone marrow, and his comprehension of strength has reached the point of perfection. I am afraid that he has realized it. The legendary Dan Jin.

"Hunting is the same! Mr. Gong has been united with human and cake, and it is as round as a whole. That piece of French cake is like a small world, trapping Aaron in it. If you want to break this piece of cake, you must break this small world." , how difficult it is!" Brother Shou frowned, very worried.

Li Chenglong's comprehensive strength is not weaker than Mr. Gong's, but he doesn't want to win this competition by force and cleverness. Besides, Mr. Gong also said before that he is comparing ideas.

At this time, all around, whether they were famous masters from Guangdong martial arts or masters from the north, all watched the scene with bated breath, thinking in their hearts: If they were replaced by Li Chenglong, how would they break the fist in Gong Haneda's hand? This pie.

In the past, Yang Luchan, the master of Taiji, had the unique skill of not flying a bird. The sparrow had nowhere to rely on his hand, so he couldn't fly. The skill of Mr. Gong was not the slightest difference. easy job.

After a long time, Li Chenglong slowly stretched out his right hand and pinched it on the French cake in the hand of Mr. Gong.He felt that what he was holding was not a cake, but a whole piece of steel, and it could even be said to be a world.The French cake has been integrated with Mr. Gong.

"Is it true that only brute force can break this piece of cake? No!" Li Chenglong said firmly in his heart, his spirit was running extremely fast, thinking about the solution, suddenly, something popped up in his head. In a word: boxing has north and south, but does the state have north and south?
"Haha!" Li Chenglong was overjoyed, Mr. Gong seemed to be competing with him in kung fu, but in fact he was comparing ideas.

"In your eyes, a country is a whole, and this piece of cake is a country; but for me, this country, or even the whole world, is not my end. How can my heart be your little piece of cake? It can be trapped." Li Chenglong thought to himself.

Everyone didn't see any movement by Li Chenglong, but only saw that Mr. Gong shook slightly, as if the whole world suddenly shattered.

Then, Li Chenglong smiled and let go of his hand, and said: "Master Gong, from my point of view, there is no north and south in a country, and there is no north and south in the world. If the world is unified, how can the southern boxing not only spread from the north?"

As soon as Li Chenglong's words fell, the cake in the hands of Mr. Gong suddenly became shattered and fell to the ground with a rustling.

"Okay! Gong has won all his life. He didn't realize that his martial arts are not as good as your Master Li, and he even lost his ideas to you." Mr. Gong looked relieved. He didn't expect that Li Chenglong not only had such profound skills, but also his vision Much higher than him.He seemed to see the rise of Li Chenglong in the future, leading the northern and southern martial arts to a broad road.

"Mr. Li, today I give you my reputation. From now on, you will be in the arena step by step. I hope you will light a lamp with one breath like me. You must know that there will be echoes if you never forget, and there will be people when there is a lamp." After finishing speaking , Mr. Gong bowed his hands towards Li Chenglong, and then strode away.

In the golden building, there was a burst of applause and applause.

The seniors of Guangdong Wulin were all smiling, as if they were the ones who won the competition.

After this battle, Li Chenglong has vaguely gained the status of the leader of the martial arts in Guangdong Province. In the future, as long as he stands up, he will definitely be able to respond to everyone.

"Master Li, you are indeed the proud son of our Guangdong martial arts. At only 20 years old, he can compete with the president of the palace." A local martial artist in Foshan said proudly. They have earned enough face.

"Yes! Excalibur Li Chenglong is not called for nothing. If Master Li is allowed to use the sword, Mr. Gong may not be his opponent!" Another martial artist echoed.

In the evening, Uncle Deng held a banquet to celebrate Li Chenglong's victory in the competition. The tablemates were all famous martial artists from all over the world. Li Chenglong, a junior, was able to sit at the same table with them. He definitely had great face.

"Come on, Aaron! Uncle Deng toasts you, thank you for earning face for us in Foshan." Uncle Deng raised his glass and drank it loudly.

"As a member of Guangdong Wulin, this is what I should do." Li Chenglong also gulped it down.

"Okay! Refreshing. My old birthday is also toast to you."

"Seniors, you are being polite. It should be me who respects you seniors."

Li Chenglong didn't know how much wine he drank, and even his strong physique couldn't resist the enthusiasm of everyone. When he went back, he was a little flustered, and he was sent home with the help of others.

Li Chenglong didn't have the skills to dispel his drunkenness, and it is rare to get drunk several times in his life. In this situation, he should get drunk once before resting.

(End of this chapter)