On the eighth day of the eighth month, Tianjin, the headquarters of the Chinese Martial Arts Association.

Dozens of remaining heads of the National Martial Arts Sect have arrived, and the thousands of people in the venue have basically represented all the registered national martial arts warriors in the Chinese martial arts world today.

More than a dozen masters of Huajin sat firmly on the platform, looking at Lin Qianjun standing in the middle of the ring below, wearing a black short-striking outfit.

Today's martial arts conference was held for him.

Under the eyes of thousands of national martial artists, Lin Qianjun slowly spoke: "Everyone, the national martial arts world has not developed for decades. It is a long way to go, and the inheritance is cut off. The outside world does not know national martial arts and only knows Western boxing. How sad is this?

A sharp weapon in hand and abandoning it without using it is different from having no sharp weapon in hand. Foolishness is the greatest original sin.

Today, Gu Taixu is going to take the blame for the world, change the world, and find a way out for the warriors in China.

I have made an agreement with Grandmaster Peng Bei and others that before noon, anyone who disobeys me can go on stage to challenge. If Gu can still stand on stage as soon as noon arrives, then my boxing and martial arts hall can continue to teach apprentices and carry forward the national arts.

If Gu was unfortunately defeated by you or fell from the stage before noon, it means that Gu did not have the ability to carry the tripod and naturally retreated to the mountain, and never mentioned the words of rectifying the universe."

Such shocking words were said from Lin Qianjun, but the venue was extremely quiet.

Almost all the warriors had known these things before they came. It was not surprising that they heard Lin Qianjun repeating this.

But some young people looked at Lin Qianjun and looked a little eager to try.

Some of them saw that Lin Qianjun wanted to challenge and become famous in his young age, some wanted to test the strength of Grandmaster Huajin, and some were officially installed by the secret son.

In any case, they only have one purpose, that is, to knock down Lin Qianjun on the stage.

"Everyone, this matter is related to your future. If the selected person who carries the tripod is not qualified, the national martial arts world may have a cut off its inheritance. Therefore, please do not let go and come to the stage carefully." Yongding, the chairman of the association, looked at the people around him calmly. Seeing that no one refuted, he paused and said, "Then, the martial arts conference will officially begin!"

After saying that, in the bronze cauldron that was about two meters high by the ring, the chronological incense was lit directly.

Lin Qianjun clasped his fists and looked around and said, "Please!"

As the sound fell, dozens of flags representing the major sects were raised directly. After they looked at each other, a mature woman in a green short-striking suit in front of the ring, stepped out, jumped up in front of the ring, and landed on the ring.

She held a slight tribute to Lin Qianjun, then posed as a snake fist and said: "Xingyi Snake Fist, Xu Yuyan."

Lin Qianjun replied with a greeting, and then fought together.

Snake Fist emphasizes the word "wrapped", and the key is to limit the opponent's performance and flexible body movements.

Its main pursuit is to kill one blow.

Therefore, if you don’t pay attention to the key points when fighting, you will be corpses on the spot.

Below the arena, the warriors who knew Xu Yuyan began to discuss.

"I know Senior Sister Xu. Although she is only 32 years old, her cultivation has reached the level of dark power. As a result, she is such a master. Gu Taixu is afraid that she will have to drink a pot first."

"A man is not as good as a man..."

Above the referee's seat, Peng Bei looked at Xing Deping beside him intentionally or unintentionally.

He would definitely not believe this without his opinion. It seems that this guy is determined to turn to the court.

At this time, Lin Qianjun had almost figured out Xu Yuyan's moves and the way of exerting the snake fist on the ring. He spread his hands, stretched out his palms flatly, and wrapped them towards Xu Yuyan's arm in a flat shape.

In just an instant, Lin Qianjun pushed Xu Yuyan off the ring with a push.

After Xu Yuyan looked at Lin Qianjun deeply, she directly clasped her fists and saluted, turned around and returned to the audience.

"It is the technique of "beating the snake with the stick" in snake fist!!" A disciple of Xingyi Sect who understood the situation exclaimed.

They had never expected that Lin Qianjun could figure out Xu Yuyan's way so quickly, and even directly came to him with his power.

Xing Deping's eyes also showed a slight roar.

If such a genius is really successful, the national martial arts world may not have to change the world.

"Next!" Lin Qianjun looked around and clasped his fists slightly.

"Wing Chun Fist, Xiang Chao, come and ask for advice!" After saying that, a young man about 27 or 28 years old jumped onto the ring.

His muscles are tight and strong, his breathing is long, and his steps are steady. You can tell at a glance that the lower plate is very stable and his explosive power is very strong.

"Please." Lin Qianjun stretched out his hand slightly at Xiang Chao.

Upon hearing this, Xiang Chao also came close to him.

His short-striking skills are very powerful and his close-range explosive power is very strong. Although he is only at the peak of Mingjin, in Lin Qianjun's opinion, he is definitely stronger than Xu Yuyan before.

After dozens of moves, Lin Qianjun figured out Xiang Chao's path, and his palm hit about an inch in front of Xiang Chao's chest at an extremely fast speed. When the fist fell, Xiang Chao also flew backwards backwards.

"Wing Chun Cun Jing!!" Xiang Chao lay on the ground, his eyes full of disbelief.

Lin Qianjun ignored Xiang Chao, but continued to look at the other warriors and said, "Next!"

The three words were expressed calmly, but an inexplicable force of oppression had already invaded the minds of every warrior on the scene.

Ye Miao in the audience murmured: "Brother Gu wants to learn all their boxing skills and then use their boxing skills to defeat them?"

Mo Peifu, who heard this, suddenly slapped his heart.

If "Gu Taixu" could really do this, he would probably be the number one person in the world of martial arts for generations.

"Xingyi Eagle Claws Fist and Field Ridge, please give me advice." After saying that, a middle-aged man with a slender finger for about 45 or 6 years passed straight to the ring.

Eagle Claw Fist should have been classified as a pictogram, but the exchanges between various sects that year led to the integration of these two major sects and many sects. Under the official push, since then, all boxing techniques that imitate Xingyi have been classified as Xingyi Sect.

Among them, Xingyi Gate is the biggest winner, so this is also the reason why Xingyi Gate can still develop in the declining national arts world.

The eagle claw is fierce and fierce. It is not only a skill of exerting strength, but also an external skill.

After being tempered to the extreme, a pair of sharp claws can easily leave traces on metal and iron. The flesh and blood body of ordinary people basically comes down with several blood grooves deep in bones.

But even so, Lin Qianjun can still handle it easily.

After a short time of battle, Lin Qianjun tore off Tian Long's long sleeve with an eagle claw, leaving several red marks on his arm.

Feeling the numbness coming from his arms, Tian Long knew that the other party had shown mercy, so he clasped his fists and bowed directly and jumped off the ring.

"Xingyi Dragon Fist, Hong Shaocheng." As the voice came out, Yan Yunyan's senior brother followed.

Lin Qianjun bowed slightly and immediately fought with him.

Unlike the other Xingyiquan, Dragon Fist is an imitation of a fantasy animal, at least in this world, no one has ever seen it.

Therefore, this kind of boxing is completely compensated by imagination.

Lin Qianjun knew that Hong Shaocheng was Yan Yunyan's senior brother, so he wanted to give him a few tips. After a few moves, his aura condensed, his fingers flexed, and a dragon claw was poked out with a blow. A majestic and sacred aura spread out faintly.

It is like a real dragon coming to the world. This claw is not only the national art, but also the artistic conception and momentum of the real dragon.

Lin Qianjun himself used a small trumpet to turn into a holy beast, real dragon, and at this time he used Xingyi Dragon Fist, just like a real dragon taking action himself.

Hong Shaocheng was immediately on the spot, shocked by the pressure of the real dragon and dared not move.

Lin Qianjun took it lightly, and after his five fingers poked Hong Shaocheng's clothes, he withdrew his momentum.

Seeing this, Hong Shaocheng looked down at the red dots behind the five ripped holes in his chest and bowed slightly, "Thank you for your advice!"

After saying that, he also turned around and got off the ring.

"Next." Lin Qianjun said this at this time, and the venue was already silent.

"Is this the master?" someone said in a trembling voice.

Is that kind of momentum and that horrifying mental pressure really something that people can do?

Under such power, I'm afraid even at the peak of the dark energy, I don't dare to have the desire to take action!!

On the referee's seat, the masters of Huajin were also surprised.

"It's right to gather momentum!!"

"It can be confirmed that although he has not yet reached the level of gathering momentum and condensing shape, he has indeed touched the edge of that realm."

"It's a Dan Jin, I haven't seen it for more than seventy years."

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After a brief silence, new warriors continued to take the stage one after another.

At this time, their appearance was no longer to see if Lin Qianjun is qualified to carry the tripod.

More is to seek advice.

Such a person is now the only one in the martial arts world in China.

Now this opportunity to go on stage to ask for advice is only once. If you miss it, you may never have a chance in your life.

If they could feel the power of that realm in advance, they might be qualified to touch Lin Qianjun's realm in the future.

Lin Qianjun refused everyone, learned everyone's moves and tricks together, and defeated them directly with their moves.

As the warriors were defeated, the eyes of the people on the field looking at Lin Qianjun also changed differently.

If someone asked them before what a master is, they should not be able to answer it.

But after today, they knew how to answer.

The name of the young man on the ring is the best answer.

From 7:00 in the morning to 11:00 in the end of Si, Lin Qianjun was not blushing or breathing, and dealt with hundreds of opponents.
To be continued...