Martial arts, starting from playing Feng Yuxiu!

Everyone was shocked, they didn't expect such a strong master in foreign countries!

However, only the two parties know who is more powerful.

There was a faint cold sweat on the boxing champion's forehead, and the arm that swung his fist gradually became a little sore, and the speed began to slow down slowly.

The old man opposite him had a calm expression, showing no signs of exertion or physical exhaustion at all.

No matter how fierce the attack is, how fast the speed is, they can always defend simultaneously.

The most frightening thing is that from the beginning to the end, Zhang Sanfeng never launched an attack, but just kept defending.

And let the opponent not even touch the corner of his clothes!

Zhang Sanfeng squinted his eyes slightly, his face looked benevolent, but actually there was a hint of cunning in his eyes, and he said, "Mr. Boxing Champion, is the warm-up over?"

It's okay not to speak, but when he spoke, the actions of the boxing champion's subordinates immediately paused for less than a second, and their faces froze.

In this battle, Zhang Sanfeng saw him as a foreigner, and gave him enough face, and didn't directly beat him into a mess or send him flying.

The boxing champion couldn't help feeling ashamed and disappointed, and distanced himself from Zhang Sanfeng.

Gasping for breath incessantly, soybean-sized beads of sweat, like running water, burst out from the skin like crazy, as if the whole person was fished out of the water.

Compared with his embarrassment, Zhang Sanfeng couldn't even breathe heavily. What he looked like when he came out of the office is what he looks like now. In the hot weather, he didn't even leave a drop of sweat.

After a while, the boxing champion imitated Xia Guoren, clasped his fists at Zhang Sanfeng and said: "Mr. Zhang, I lost!"

This kind of loss is not just a loss at the level of martial arts, but a defeat from the bottom of my heart.

Zhang Sanfeng's demeanor of a great country, the demeanor of everyone, reflects nothing in him!

After finishing speaking, the boxing champion walked away with a dejected expression, his firm back completely gone.

The students of the martial arts school froze for a few seconds, and then let out cheers that could knock the roof down.

"Long live Zhang Zhenren!"

"Renren Zhang is invincible in the universe!"

... Rao Zhang Sanfeng has a thick skin, and at this moment, facing the reverent eyes and the louder cheers, he couldn't help feeling a little shy.

The boxing champion is gone, and his growth once again makes him keep moving forward.

No inferiority complex, no pride, only a heart that keeps moving forward!

Before leaving, the boxing champion used his mobile phone to go over the wall to his own country, opened the social software, and updated a message about Xia Guo.

"Xia Kingdom, a country full of miracles! I like it very much!"

Because of the bad words posted by the boxing champion on social platforms, even if he is not in China, there are at least 100 million people staring at his words.

However, the painting style changed suddenly, and the rebellious boy suddenly became obedient.

Netizens who were ready to visit the [-]th generation of his ancestors were stunned, silently deleted the typed words, and silently followed suit.

"The Kingdom of Xia has a history of 5000 years, and the inheritance of the martial arts has always been beyond doubt!"

"Respect the martial arts of all countries, starting from you and me!"

……

The Internet is in a state of peace, and it is completely impossible to see that there has been a war of the century before!

One month later, under Zhang Sanfeng's attack, the Guoshu Association began to disintegrate, and many people who participated in public favoritism were all taken away for review! .

Chapter 132

Not long after the disintegration of the Martial Arts Association, an invitation to an international grand event was sent to Zhang Sanfeng and the heads of the various sects.

A national martial arts exchange meeting organized by the United Nations Intangible Cultural Bureau will be held in the Imperial Capital of Xia Dynasty in three days.

Those who can receive invitations to this conference are very famous martial arts masters.

Judging by Li Lingchen's calm demeanor, he should receive it every year.

Li Lingchen explained: "The Martial Arts Exchange Conference is a conference where masters of martial arts from all over the world are invited to exchange martial arts. You lived in seclusion in the mountains before, so it's only natural that you haven't heard of it!"

Time flies, three days later.

Zhang Sanfeng changed out of his frayed Taoist robe, put on a white Tang suit, and appeared with Li Lingchen at the martial arts exchange conference.

There were many new faces at the conference that he hadn't seen, as well as many foreigners.

When people from various major schools saw Zhang Sanfeng, they immediately walked over to say hello to him.

The layout of the hall is very magnificent, a very huge arena occupies one-third of the entire area of ​​the hall, appearing in the center of the hall.

On the ring, two foreigners who don't know which country are fighting.

Li Lingchen looked at the crowded crowd in the arena and said, "Why did the number of people suddenly increase so much this year? In previous years, there were few people!"

Suddenly, a middle-aged man with blond hair and blue eyes walked by in front of him. Li Lingchen's eyes widened in an instant, and he said in surprise, "Pope Crook of country Y has also come! This year's exchange meeting is really Crouching Tiger, Hidden Dragon!"

Zhang Sanfeng looked puzzled, he didn't know anyone who came to the exchange meeting except people from various sects, and asked curiously, "Who is Crook?"

Li Lingchen explained: "Western countries don't want to be like our Xia country. The national arts have a strong background. Many national arts began to appear hundreds of years ago, at most 1000 years ago, so many people in Western countries don't know much about martial arts. If it weren't for In professional circles, basically if you ask him what the national art is, he may not even know what it is!"

"But this Crook is different. With his intelligent talent and adventures, he has built a body of superb martial arts since he was a child. He is well-deserved No. 1 in Western countries! Once, it never appeared again, and now it appears again, and I don’t know why!”

Zhang Sanfeng nodded and thought to himself: So this person is No.1 in the Western countries.

While the two were talking, a tall white man with blond hair and blue eyes came over, followed by a group of white men with blond hair and blue eyes.

He felt that this person looked familiar, as if he had seen it somewhere, but he didn't know who it was.

There is no way, in his eyes, foreigners all look similar, and he feels familiar to everyone.

"Hello, Mr. Zhang!" The blond foreigner said in a strange tone.

Zhang Sanfeng looked puzzled, and said, "Hello!" He looked at Li Lingchen, as if asking, do you know this person?

Li Lingchen felt embarrassed for him, and quickly said: "This is the Mr. Crook I mentioned to you, he is very accomplished in martial arts, very powerful."

Zhang Sanfeng suddenly realized that he could not say that he had met him there, but he just walked past him and said, "So you are Mr. Crook, I have admired you for a long time!"

Seeing his appearance that he just knew, the group of people behind Crook instantly showed displeasure, and looked at Zhang Sanfeng with unkind eyes.

Crook said with a big smile on his face, "Mr. Zhang, I heard that in the entire Xia Kingdom, your martial arts are the most powerful, number one in the world!"

Crook spoke very loudly, as if he was afraid that others would not hear him.

And he seemed to have succeeded. The moment he said these words, the faces of some masters of Xia Guo who Zhang Sanfeng had never seen before immediately turned gloomy, and they all gathered towards Zhang Sanfeng.

Dressed as a Taoist priest, a Taoist priest about 50 years old came over, clasped his fists for everyone, and said, "Wang Heng in Xiayan Mountain has been practicing Chinese martial arts since he was a child, and it has been more than 45 years."

Wang Heng seemed to be showing off when he said these words, he stared at Zhang Sanfeng with a fierce look in his eyes.

"Mr. Zhang, I have heard about your Taijiquan and Taijijian for a long time, which is unparalleled in the world. I wonder if I can experience it today?" Wang Heng said in an unclear manner.

Zhang Sanfeng frowned slightly, and said: "There are videos on the Internet, if you want to learn, there are detailed analysis videos on the Internet."

Originally, he was a bit abrupt when he came here suddenly, but now everyone's eyes were on him, and he suddenly felt that Zhang Sanfeng was too disrespectful to himself, and he couldn't hold back his face.

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After a moment of relief, he said: "Master Zhang, your Taijiquan and Taijijian are indeed exquisite, but our Yanshan also has Yanshan's unique skills, so we don't need your generosity to teach us."

Zhang Sanfeng didn't answer his words, the arena was so hot, Zhang Sanfeng couldn't help being attracted, he wanted to walk over to the arena, and discuss with Li Lingchen and Crook all the way.

Originally thought that Zhang Sanfeng would give himself a little face, but he didn't expect this kind of result at all.

A burst of anger erupted from his chest, and his face was so gloomy that water dripped out.

"Since you are impolite, don't blame me for not giving you face!" Wang Heng murmured looking at Zhang Sanfeng's back.

As soon as the words fell, he walked quickly towards Zhang Sanfeng, walked in front of Zhang Sanfeng, blocked him, and said, "Mr. Zhang, do you dare to accept my challenge?"

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Zhang Sanfeng frowned and stared at Wang Heng. This person has been looking for a sense of presence from the very beginning, which is very disgusting.

Since he came to the door, he has no reason not to deal with others.

Smiling: "Today's exchange meeting, how can I be stingy to preach, I accept your challenge!"

Wang Heng showed a gloomy smile, and said, "Then, please enlighten Mr. Zhang!"

Said, a flying body, jumped onto the ring.

Zhang Sanfeng followed and jumped up.

Originally, they were still fighting fiercely in the arena, and the two of them were immersed in their own world when they were fighting to the death.

Zhang Sanfeng clasped his fists to the two apologetically and said, "You two are sorry for disturbing me!"

The two fighting on the stage shook their heads slightly, said something in a language that Zhang Sanfeng could not understand, and continued to fight.

Wang Heng drew his sword from behind, and the moment the sword was unsheathed, there was a clanging sound.

Zheng!

The aura of the whole person also changed instantly, as if the real killing intent had leaked, and the person who got a little closer felt a chill all over his body instantly, and a coolness climbed up the spine along the tailbone.

A person who can cultivate such a murderous aura must have killed souls under his hands.

Zhang Sanfeng gave him a strange look.

Zhang Sanfeng didn't move for a long time, Wang Heng thought he was shocked by himself, and there was a slightly satisfied smile on his face.zero.

Chapter 133

Wang Heng's actions instantly attracted the attention of many people who were communicating in the venue, and they all praised that everyone in the Xia Kingdom was indeed a master.

Zhang Sanfeng grabbed the volley, and the real martial arts sword carried on Zhang Shanfeng's back instantly unsheathed, and volleyed towards Zhang Sanfeng.

Zhang Sanfeng grasped the sword in his hand, and let out the same momentum.

Everyone present was shocked!

Teleportation!

This is a scene that only appears in novels. When it appeared here, everyone looked at Zhang Sanfeng with a hint of fascination in their eyes.

In fact, as long as the inner family kung fu has been practiced to a certain level, it can naturally achieve the effect of extracting objects from the air, but how deep this level is, no one knows so far, and those who can achieve the effect of extracting objects from the air Only Zhang Sanfeng was alone.

Wang Heng looked at Zhang Sanfeng with some jealousy, his already ugly complexion was even worse at this moment.

The difference from Wang Heng is that his aura is gentle but full of majesty, which makes people feel awe.

This is the breath of a king!

Zhang Sanfeng held a sword in one hand and held the other hand behind his back. His white hair was fluttering in the wind, and he looked like an immortal who descended to the sky.

Without further ado, Wang Heng raised his sword and rushed over.

The way the long sword was swung by him was chaotic and groundless.

Zhang Sanfeng frowned, with such a bad temper, sooner or later he would tarnish Xia Guo's reputation in the martial arts circle.

The long sword in my hand started to move.

Before Wang Heng's chaotic sword arrived, a gleam of cold light flashed through the air, and the sharp blade cut through the air, making a violent blasting sound.

Bang!

Bang!

The two swords collided, sparks of rumors burst out in an instant.

Wang Heng's cultivation was obviously not enough, so he stepped hard and then took two steps.

Only in the first round of collision, anyone with a discerning eye can see that Wang Heng is not Zhang Sanfeng's opponent.

However, Wang Heng was not reconciled. Why did he work hard for half his life to make Yanshan great, but failed to achieve it.

And this person in front of him has never been heard of before. He has become famous since he first joined the WTO, and he has made all the martial arts sects look up to him.

The unwillingness in his heart was like a raging fire, constantly burning his reason.

Raising the sword again, he attacked Zhang Sanfeng without any rules.