I have a role in the heavens

Wang Chao's martial arts cultivation reached the highest level, and he became agitated. He subdued Chinese forces around the world, such as the Hongmen, the Daquan Gang, the Qing Gang, etc. In front of these people, he showed some real skills, such as holding Turning iron into clay, swallowing gold and chewing iron, he shocked countless foreign masters and made him the best master in the world.

Wang Chao kept moving and united with major forces in the underground world in Japan, South Korea, Europe and the United States, such as the Mafia, Yamaguchi-gumi, the Holy See, Muslims in the Middle East, the Indian Yoga Association, the Imperial Martial Arts Association, the Taekwondo Association, the Karate Association, and the Brazilian Jiu-Jitsu Association. etc.

Wang Chao unified the forces in the underground world, including wooing, suppressing, intimidating, and bribing him. In short, he used all methods, and then through Liao Junhua, a princeling, he donated a political donation to get through the connections above. , announced a major news through the world media.

World Martial Arts Conference, masters of various boxing techniques and kung fu from all over the world can participate. The venue is set in the capital, and the entire competition process is broadcast live. There are no rules. All players participating in the World Martial Arts Conference need to sign a life and death certificate, even in If someone is beaten to death during the game, the opponent does not need to bear any legal responsibility.

Wang Chao will use the huge stage of this martial arts event to defeat Li Daoqing in front of the whole world, step onto the throne of No. 1 in the world, and prove that he is the most powerful.

As soon as this news came out, the whole world was shocked. Everyone paid attention to this World Martial Arts Conference. The World Cup and the Olympic Games were not as popular as this World Martial Arts Conference. The reason is very simple. There is Mu Qiang in human nature. Everyone has a great curiosity about the strength and weakness of kung fu in different parts of the world. They want to know which country has the best kung fu, and want to know whose kung fu is strong and can become the best in the world.

In addition to the above points, the World Martial Arts Conference has also set up huge bonuses. The champion can get one billion US dollars. This is a huge sum of money that cannot be found in any competition. The whole world is restless, and countless masters have set off towards China. Come, all of a sudden, monsters, ghosts and snakes appear one after another, causing a lot of trouble.

Of course, there are some masters who don't strive for fame and wealth, and don't like to be born in the world, but Wang Chao still won't let them go. He took action all over the world and forced out every master in the world. Then he quietly returned to China. Under the recommendation of Liao Junhua, he visited an old man. This man was extremely powerful and had a distinguished status. Even Wu Wenhui, a man with two stars on his shoulders, must be respectful to him.

A well-guarded courtyard, with large trees shading the trees and birds chirping happily, surrounded by red walls and glazed tiles, tall and large, a special car drove into the courtyard through a deep arch.

Looking from outside the arch of the courtyard, there are still red walls with layers upon layers. There are several fully armed soldiers standing on both sides of the courtyard. These people at least have the cultivation of An Jin. Everyone is a sharpshooter with weapons in hand. At that time, even Dan Jin masters could not break through their defenses, and they would even kill them if they were not careful. It could be said that they were heavily guarded.

This courtyard gives people the illusion of being in an ancient deep palace compound. Entering it, you can't tell the difference between east, west and north. It should be that a Taoist master used the art of Qimen Dunjia to make many settings in the yard, like a maze. Generally, ordinary people cannot tell the direction at all.

In this courtyard, there are red walls and glazed tiles, layer upon layer. There are not too many guards, and there is no murderous aura like the Hongmen Banquet. But Wang Chao always felt a sense of majesty from the underworld, which made people feel a sense of oppression in the soul. This is a sense of historical sedimentation and a heavy feeling brought by the world of society.

Wang Chao was led by a secretary and entered a room. There were four people inside. One was an old man Wang Chao had never seen before. He was wearing a Chinese tunic suit. This old man often appeared in major news and had a very important identity. Noble is one of the top figures who can decide the fate of countless people.

This old man has a kind face and gentle eyes. He is sitting on the sofa. Although there is a slight smile on his face, he is not angry and intimidating, making people awe. This is the momentum and magnanimity of a superior person.

Three people were sitting on the sofa next to them. When they saw Wang Chao enter, these people's muscles tensed up, their blood surged, and they were very nervous. They were all Wang Chao's old acquaintances, Wu Wenhui, Liu Mubai and Wu Yunlong.

Needless to say, Wu Wenhui was Wang Chao's old boss. When Wang Chao defected, Wu Wenhui had the idea of ​​​​resigning. In the end, if it weren't for the old man sitting on the sofa, he would have been retiring in a nursing home.

Liu Mubai and Wu Yunlong are both great masters of martial arts, especially Wu Yunlong, who is known as the best master in the field. His cultivation has entered the realm of innate Qi, which is better than Liu Mubai and Yan Yuanyi.

The sitting old man saw Wang Chao entering the room, waved his hand, and said very gently.

"Young man, come on, sit wherever you want, don't be formal!"

"When did you return to China?"

The old man has a low voice and speaks slowly and forcefully. This is a common characteristic of superiors. Every word must be carefully thought out and brewed over and over again. Only when there are no problems will he speak out. Every word will be perfectly matched and no faults can be found. , think twice before speaking.

Wang Chao was bold and unruly. Although he was afraid of the old man, he was not afraid of him. He sat down opposite the old man. He was full of momentum and was much more relaxed than the three people on the sofa next to him. His muscles were loose. The energy dissipated, as if he had returned to his own home. Of course, his sitting posture was still calm, not too presumptuous.

"I came back the day before yesterday!"

Wang Chao replied casually, constantly looking at the old man opposite him. In order to return to China to hold the World Martial Arts Conference, he paid a huge price, not to mention money. He also helped the mainland solve some difficult problems abroad. trouble, otherwise how could he dare to come back.

The old man nodded when he heard this and said to Wu Wenhui who was sitting beside him.

"You didn't do your job well!"

Wu Wenhui was responsible for monitoring Wang Chao's whereabouts. Wang Chao had been back for several days, but he didn't know. This was his dereliction of duty.

Wu Wenhui's face was ashen and very ugly. There was a sharp gaze in the depths of his eyes like a falcon. He stared at Wang Chao. He stood up quickly and admitted his mistake.

"I was negligent in my work and didn't notice his traces!"

The old man just nodded lightly and said nothing else. Wu Wenhui wiped the cold sweat from his forehead and sat back again.

The old man looked at the imposing and tall Wang Chao and nodded secretly. No wonder he could make such a big noise, disrupting the entire underground world and attracting countless masters to show up.

"I'm older, so I'll call you Xiao Wang. We have met once before. Do you still remember?"

The old man has a kind face and endless wisdom in his eyes. He has a high position and has been in official circles all his life. He is proficient in the art of language and knows how to better close the distance and ease the awkwardness. He can get closer with just one sentence. The relationship between the two.

Wang Chao was stunned when he heard the words, and thoughts floated in his mind. When his martial arts cultivation reached his level, his memory and wisdom were greatly improved compared to ordinary people. The memories of scenes were like movie reels, constantly flipping, and time was in his memory. Rewinding the flow, Wang Chao suddenly stopped flipping, locked onto a figure, suddenly realized, looked at the old man with some surprise, and said in a deep voice.

"We did meet once, but we didn't say hello!"

Wang Chao had completely remembered that he once met this old man when he was practicing boxing in Zhu Jia's community in the morning.

"Young people have good memories, and they can still remember the encounter!"

The old man smiled and nodded, picked up the teacup in front of him and took a sip. The tea soup is loud and the tea aroma is very rich. What is brewed in it is the authentic Wuyi Mountain Dahongpao, and it is the mother tree Dahongpao. The old man has a respected status and only gets a little bit every year. This mother tree Dahongpao is really priceless. Good tea is a real tribute.

"Mubai, Yunlong, and you all practice martial arts. I myself have met some martial arts masters. When I was young, I also met Du Xinwu and some Taoist hermits. I heard people say that Xiao Wang, you are young, but you have already practiced the golden elixir, and you have quite a lot of magical powers. This makes me, an old man who has lived a long time, very curious. I wonder what the secret is to practicing the golden elixir?"

The old man put down the tea cup in his hand and looked at Wang Chao, who was a little surprised, with soft eyes.

"Alchemy Pill?"

Wang Chao originally thought that when the old man saw him, he would ask about things about the Tang Sect and the World Martial Arts Conference, but he did not expect that he would actually ask about things like golden elixirs.

Even though Wang Chao was a scumbag, he couldn't help but blurt out the words while slightly stunned.

"It's a pity that you sit down at the front table in the middle of the night and don't ask about the common people or the ghosts and gods!"

These two poems are written by Li Shangyin about Emperor Wen of Han Dynasty summoning Jia Yi. During the Han Dynasty, Jia Yi had a talent for governing the country. After Emperor Wen of the Han Dynasty heard about it, he summoned him to the palace and talked about things at night, but instead of talking about the common people, he asked about ghosts and gods. This was a poem that satirized Emperor Wen of the Han Dynasty.

As soon as Wang Chao said this line of poetry, Wu Wenhui was immediately furious. He stood up in anger, stared at each other angrily, and opened his mouth to reprimand.

"Wang Chao, you are brave!"

Wang Chao said this in front of everyone, which was a slap in the face. Liu Mubai and Wu Yunlong also stood up one after another, their momentum exploded, and they pressed towards Wang Chao.

Wang Chao glanced at Liu Mubai and Wu Yunlong very indifferently, but did not take them into his heart. Since he stepped into the realm of breaking the void and seeing the gods as indestructible, he has made trouble in the underground world and has seen too many things. A master who has never been defeated has developed an invincible tendency. He does not pay attention to anything or any opponent. He thinks that he is invincible. This is a mysterious state of mind and state that can make Wang Chao Exhibit twelve points of strength.

The old man did not expect that Wang Chao would actually say this. He was extremely well-educated and was not angry. He gently waved his hand and signaled Wu Wenhui and the others to calm down and sit down first, so there is no need to be nervous.

"No wonder he is considered the number one master in the world by masters from all over the world. He is so bold and courageous!"

Wang Chao is now respected as the best player in the world by masters from all over the world. He is so popular that even old people have heard of Wang Chao.

"If you don't ask the people about ghosts and gods, people in Yuxi will laugh at Han Wenjun. Please see that there are no talented people in the Xuan Dynasty, and witches and poisons have killed thousands of people. Emperor Wen of the Han Dynasty asked the ghosts and gods clearly, and he was safe. On the contrary, Emperor Wu of the Han Dynasty did not ask clearly about the ghosts and gods. In the In his later years, a witchcraft case occurred and he killed his son and wife. This is the most ironic thing, Xiao Wang, don’t you think so?"

How did Wang Chao know this? He was just a scumbag. He barely graduated from high school. He didn't dare to argue with the old man about these historical knowledge. He showed a somewhat guilty expression on his face, waved his hand and said quickly.

"What you said makes sense. I don't understand this either. It's better not to show my shame. Let's talk about how to practice the golden elixir!"

The old man was as bright as a torch, but he couldn't tell Wang Chao's mood. He smiled, nodded, and said.

"I also practice Tai Chi often. Although I don't know much about Kung Fu, I still have some understanding! I would like to ask you, a master of Jindan, whether meditation luck, qi, blood and meridians are true or false."

"Of course these things are real. It's just that it's difficult to practice kung fu. Ordinary people don't have enough cultivation to sense what's going on in the body, so they treat it as rubbish!"

The old man and Wang Chao were just chatting, and half an hour had passed before they knew it. Wu Wenhui and the other three were tense the whole time, and all their attention was focused on Wang Chao, lest Wang Chao would be bold enough to make a Jing Ke stab. King Qin’s actions.

Although Wang Chao was chatting with the old man, most of his mind was on Liu Mubai and Wu Yunlong. Two masters of the land of immortals were beside him. How could he turn a blind eye? Make a sneak attack. Of course, this is unlikely, after all, it would put the old man in danger.

The old man raised his head and glanced at the clock hanging on the wall. It was past twelve o'clock, so he couldn't help but stand up and said with a smile.

"It's already noon, Xiao Wang, let's have a casual meal together at my place! As for the World Martial Arts Conference, you can go back and talk to that boy Junhua. He will be responsible for this matter!"

The old man's meaning was obvious. The conversation between the two was over. After giving Wang Chao a final meal, he could leave.

The restaurant in the old man's home is very simple, not luxurious, simple, bright, clean and generous. This is also the life style of people like the old man. They don't like extravagance and are very frugal.

Several people sat at the same table. The dishes were very simple. They were all home-cooked dishes. The old man ate very deliciously. He chatted with Wang Chao from time to time. The atmosphere was very harmonious. Only Wu Wenhui and the other three were nervous throughout the whole process and kept talking to Wang Chao. Full of vigilance, careful guard.

Suddenly, there was a noise from children outside the quiet restaurant, and then a five or six-year-old boy jumped in, shouting non-stop.

"Grandpa, grandpa."

"Grandpa, I want to be Ultraman!"

As the little boy spoke, he made an action of emitting light waves and trotted towards the old man's position.

Wang Chao's expression changed, a light flashed in his eyes, he waved and shouted softly.

"Kids, instead of being Ultraman, let's show you something more powerful and magical!"

The little boy was indeed attracted by Wang Chao's words. He stopped and put down his movements. His big round eyes were full of clear curiosity and he looked at Wang Chao.

"What's more powerful than Ultraman?"

A bright and proud smile appeared on Wang Chao's lips, his eyes narrowed slightly, he bent down, reached out and touched the little boy's head, his eyes swept over the old man's thoughtful face, and he said in a deep voice.

"The one who is more powerful than Ultraman is of course a god!"

The old man put down the bowls and chopsticks in his hands, his face was calm, and his eyes were a little strange, watching Wang Chao come forward to show off his magical powers.

"Look, I'm a god. I can spit flying swords. I'm probably better than Ultraman."

While Wang Chao was speaking, he picked up a small porcelain bowl beside him, tossed it gently, and landed steadily on the ground two meters away. Without making any sound, he glanced at everyone and opened his mouth. Vomit, a white light flashed and hit the porcelain bowl on the ground.

"Snapped!"

The porcelain bowl broke and the pieces scattered on the ground.

Wang Chao exhaled his breath and turned it into a sword. In one breath, he could actually pierce a porcelain bowl two meters away, which was enough to kill someone. The power of this magical power was at least ten times greater than an ordinary breath-turned sword.

"Sword Immortal!"

Wu Yunlong and Liu Mubai were both stunned and looked at Wang Chao in horror. They were both martial arts masters, so they could better understand how difficult this move was. Even though they had already entered the alchemy path, they still felt fear.

"God, Feijian, I don't want to learn from Ultraman anymore, I want to learn from the gods. Are you the uncle of the gods?"

As expected, the little boy was attracted by Wang Chao's methods. He forgot about Ultraman and pestered Wang Chao, constantly asking to learn this magical method.

Wang Chao looked at the little boy with a faint smile on his face, his expression straightened, and he said firmly.

"Of course I am a god!"

The old man's heart moved, and he looked at the imposing Dynasty with a half-smile, and a bit of displeasure flashed in his eyes. Wang Chao said this to him, and seemed to really complain that the old man didn't pay enough attention to him.

"Talented people have emerged from generation to generation, and each has led the way for hundreds of years!"

"When I was young, I also saw the performances of Du Xinwu, Li Yaochen, Wu Tunan and other famous martial arts masters. It is true that they did not have such magical means as you!"

Even when the old man saw Wang Chao spitting flying swords, he was already calm and composed. He just sighed, as if nothing could surprise him.

The old man is well-informed and highly cultivated. Not to mention that Wang Chao is just performing a move of exhaling his breath into a sword. Even if a real god comes to the world, he may still not show surprise. If Mount Tai collapses in front of him, his expression will not change. The determination is really admirable.

When Wang Chao saw that the old man was not moved at all, he felt a little disappointed, and then he didn't take it to heart anymore. He was an extremely confident, even arrogant person, and he had developed an invincible attitude. Such a small failure has already made him invincible. It can't affect his mood anymore.

The old man looked at Wang Chao's noisy grandson, stretched out his hand to beckon, and shouted.

"Come here, come to grandpa!"

"Stop pestering uncle, he is not a god!"

When the little boy heard this, he was a little hesitant. Although he was still young, he knew that his grandfather's words were very important and he would never lie. He frowned and glanced at Wang Chao, who was slightly expressionless, and then came to his grandfather obediently. In front of him, he was very well-behaved.

"You can leave now. I'm old and my energy is a little low. I won't be able to hold on if I don't take a break at noon every day."

The old man held his grandson's little hand, stood up and left the restaurant, heading towards the bedroom, ignoring Wang Chao and others.

Wang Chao stared at the old man's back, feeling a little angry. He was not a god. What did the old man mean by this? Was he pretending to be a ghost?