Almighty Principal System

Chapter 380

"Hao Yun? Who can tell me who Hao Yun is?" A wrinkled old man sat on the first seat and slapped a challenge letter and asked. Ri Ben had already sent the challenge letter to the Huaxia Wushu Association, but The Huaxia Martial Arts Association didn't know who the challenged one was.

"President, we don't know. There is no such person among the registered members of the Wuxi Association. There are too many capable people in Huaxia, and only 40.00% of them join the Wuxi Association." A permanent director said blankly. The abbreviation of the Martial Arts Association, the permanent directors of the Huaxia Wushu Association are all the talents of the various martial arts schools in China. Jianghu, martial arts association is the epitome of Jianghu forces.

"Wuliang Tianzun, is this layman Hao Yun another casual cultivator?" An old Taoist priest in Taoist robes swallowed a sip of tea and sprayed a piece of tea leaves, and then raised his doubts lightly.

"What Daoist Jing Xuzi said is very true, and I think it is also true." A beautiful woman in plain clothes echoed.

"Amitabha, if it's a casual cultivator, our association really doesn't care about them, but the little idiot has already sent the letter of challenge, and it's shameful for us not to accept it!" An old monk said quietly.

"You can accept the war book, but you can't lose in the competition. Our Chinese martial arts circle has been ups and downs for so many years, and we have suffered a lot of criticism. Coupled with the popularity of karate and taekwondo in the past two years, the right to speak in Chinese martial arts has gradually declined. , this battle can only be won and not defeated." The chairman of the martial arts association was speaking, and his identity was the head coach of the official million-dollar forbidden army. His prestige is not weaker than Mr. Zhao's.

"But none of us know what this Hao Yun is famous for. If this guy is just a bully, my Chinese martial arts will add another storm. All of our sects have iron laws-cultivate the internal energy Warriors are forbidden to take action when the national disaster is approaching, if this good luck is not good, we will be criticized in various ways." The beautiful woman in plain clothes frowned and said, she is a senior sister of the Emei Sect, and is also well-known in China's martial arts exist.

"Should we try to contact this Layman Hao Yun? We can send someone to test his quality. If he really has real materials, we have no fear of this competition. If his ability is not good, We can injure him, and then tell Riben that Hao Yun has a problem with his practice and is recovering from his injuries, so the competition will be cancelled." Daoist Jing Xuzi said calmly.

"Amitabha, this plan is very good. It can be advanced, attacked, retreated, or defended. I, the head of the Shaolin Arhat Hall, can do this task." The old monk nodded and said.

"You Shaolin Wudang should do this kind of nonsense. Our Emei group of female relatives are not easy to get involved. Seeing that the Huaxia Martial Arts Competition is about to start, this year we will be the main organizer in Emei." Su Yimei said.

"The importance of this competition is not lower than the Huaxia Martial Arts Competition. If you fight well, it will show our country's prestige. If you don't fight well, our Wushu Association will become a sinner of the nation. Now is the time for China's great rejuvenation, and it will hurt the nation a little bit. Acts of self-esteem will be nailed to the pillar of shame in history," the chairman concluded.

"Amitabha, I'll let Kong Jing go." The old monk took out a smartphone from the pocket of his cassock underwear and skillfully unlocked the desktop lock. The beautiful woman in plain clothes glanced curiously at the old monk's desktop theme, impressive It is a Q version of Sakyamuni, and the big bag on his head is very illustrative.

"Hello? Ethereal! Ask your brother to answer the phone quietly! What? He is reading Buddhist scriptures? Fuck your second uncle! I don't know his virtues yet? Tell that kid, if I don't hear him within a minute The sound, I smashed his game console when I returned to the mountain!" The old monk said angrily.

Kong Jing is his direct disciple, a monk who became a monk halfway. Few of the post-[-]s monks these days can endure loneliness. After this group of people went to the mountain, they brought a new way of life to Shaolin Temple—such as surfing the Internet, Such as playing games.

Kong Jing is very talented in martial arts. He just turned 25 years old this year and has cultivated one of the supreme secrets of Shaolin: "King Kong Immortal Art" to the seventh level - the state where ten thousand dharmas will not be sharpened. This state is unprecedented in the history of Shaolin. It is rare, the old monk can guarantee that if Kong Jing has the enthusiasm for martial arts and games, his "Golden Light Is Not Bad Magic Art" will have been completed long ago!

According to the ancestral precepts of various sects, fighters above the level of inner qi are forbidden to make moves, but this guy Kong Jing just happened to be able to exploit the loophole of this regulation-he is practicing "King Kong Immortal Art", even if he cultivates to a great extent, it will not produce any damage. A trace of inner air.

However, Kong Jing's cultivation level is really frighteningly high. According to the estimation of the old monk, there are no more than five fingers of practitioners in the world who can break through Kong Jing's defense, and this range also includes supernatural beings!
If Hao Yun met the people from the Wuxi Association, he would be shocked to find out that he himself is not the only heir to the ancient martial arts. When the national crisis is at stake, no internal qi warrior will act.

This pot still has to be carried by the Manchu Tartars, because at that time the imperial court hunted and killed ancient warriors, a large number of sporadic ancient warriors were killed, and the various sects also closed the mountains and moved a lot of inheritance, which also led to the world's No more ancient warriors appeared.

The sun was shining brightly on this day, although it was spring, there was still a bit of chill.There is an old saying in the north that the neck is short, which means that when you haven't felt the arrival of spring, summer will come quietly.

Hao Yun wore a windbreaker and patrolled around the campus. While observing the students' learning status, he also inspected the surrounding environment of the school. The second phase of the expansion project of the attached primary school has entered the countdown. Once the ice and snow in the north melt, the project can start.

The weather controller cannot be used indiscriminately, because the ecological environment of the attached primary school is already on the right track. If it is rashly adjusted to a hot summer within five kilometers, Hao Yun’s attached elementary school will become a world wonder.

When Hao Yun wandered to the school gate and was about to talk to the Four Heavenly Kings, he found a bald monk wearing a black windbreaker standing at the school gate. How could Hao Yun see that this was a monk?Because he has ring scars!
Special grandma's, the fleeting time is unlucky!Hao Yun turned around and walked back depressingly, he was so cheating, he even bumped into a monk!How embarrassing would it be to spread such a thing?Clash with a monk?People who don't know it will definitely think that they are wearing cassocks?
Moreover, Hao Yun carefully followed the iron law of Jianghu, there are three kinds of people who cannot be provoked at will: monks, Taoists and nuns.

These three kinds of people can't be provoked casually, because there is no guarantee which one is the master of Fangwai, and if they leave a dark hand on you at will, they can make your life worse than death!
(End of this chapter)