Become a prophet in the Tiga world

Hong Kong Island.

In a luxurious villa.

The burly man sits on the sofa, like a lion. Even if he doesn't speak, he makes people feel a burst of pressure.

Several men in suits and ties stood aside and said something respectfully.

The man nodded from time to time.

After a while, the others left, and the man stood up, walked to the wine cabinet, and took out a bottle of expensive red wine.

The scarlet wine flowed through a graceful arc and flowed into the goblet. Suddenly, the man's arm shook and the wine bottle in his hand was thrown violently behind him.

"Buzz!!"

The wine bottle flew out like a cannonball, but was easily blocked by a hand.

The man turned his head, looked at the white-haired old man who had appeared at some point, and said with a gloomy face: "Who are you? Why do you appear in my house?"

"Hong Kong and Macau boxing champion Mai Rongen, the leader of the largest underground gang in Hong Kong Island, nicknamed Shark En, is proficient in Bajiquan and Western boxing, and has been the champion of Hong Kong and Macau fighting competitions for seven years."

The visitor did not answer his question, but slowly spoke out his information.

"You know who I am and you dare to come to my door. I think you are seeking death."

Before he finished speaking, Mai Rongen stepped forward, his arm muscles bulging, like tree roots entangled with knots, full of violent beauty.

The huge fist fell on my head.

Luoyang did not dodge or dodge, and launched out a Wudang long fist move. His arms were like spears and halberds, and he met Mai Rongen's fist.

"Boom!!"

A strong air flow exploded from between the two of them. Luoyang's face changed slightly and he took a few steps back.

Mai Rongen laughed wildly, stamped his feet, and rushed forward like a tiger out of its cage.

The blazing true energy gushes out from the Dantian, gathers into the hands, and is released by Luoyang in the form of dark energy.

"Bang——"

The fists and palms met, and Mai Rongen's body flew backwards and hit the coffee table. The wooden tabletop instantly fell into pieces.

……

h city.

An art museum.

Late at night, a skeletal model of Godzilla, nearly ten meters long, was hanging in the air two meters above the ground.

The man with pigtails squatted in the spine area, hammering in his right hand and awl in his left hand, and the clanging sound echoed in the hall.

The model suddenly shook.

The man turned around and saw a long-haired young man with a stern face, standing above Godzilla at some point.

"Tan Jingyao is a famous kicking expert in China. He is the master of Twelve-year-old Tan Kung Fu and ranks first in kicking in the three northeastern provinces."

The long-haired young man clasped his hands in his fists: "I'm Chen Haonan, I've come here specifically to learn from you."

When Tan Jingyao heard this, he frowned and looked at where he was standing.

"Please go down quickly, you can't step on it."

"Really?"

The young man raised his foot and stepped down. In the face of the other party's angry eyes, with a slight click, his body flew up and landed on the ground.

"Can we fight now?"

……

g city.

A street tattoo parlor.

The middle-aged boss with flowery arms was sitting in a rocking chair, drinking tea leisurely and watching the news on TV.

"Recently, Mai Mouen, general manager of Hong Kong Island xx Company, was found dead at home. Multiple bones were broken throughout his body and his internal organs were severely damaged. He was suspected of being beaten to death with his bare hands."

"Crunch——"

The sound of pushing the door sounded.

"It's closed. Come back tomorrow for tattoos." The boss said impatiently.

Accompanied by a gust of cold wind, the sound of footsteps gradually approached.

"Wang Zhe, a lay disciple of Shaolin, has mastered the Dragon Claw Hand, and is the number one grappling master in Central China."

Wang Zhe's eyes flashed, he slowly stood up and looked at the person.

A tall, thin young man with short hair.

"I don't know who you are, but I have withdrawn from the world and will not take action again."

"It's not up to you."

The short-haired young man smiled gloomily: "I'm Zhao Shanhe, and I'm here to ask for advice. Today we are not only distinguishing between superior and inferior, but also deciding between life and death."

The news about Mai Rongen's death continued on TV, and Wang Zhe's face became ugly.

……

City b.

Hengdian Film and Television City.

An uninvited guest arrived at the filming site, and the security guard who rushed to stop him was knocked down.

"My dear, Yang Tian, ​​I have heard about the name of the King of Weapons in East China for a long time, and I am here today to ask for advice!"

……

t city.

A prison.

Warden Gao Jin completed his routine inspection and returned to the office to find a strange man sitting in his seat.

"Who are you?"

"Gan Zitai!"

……

For a month, Luoyang traveled all over the country, challenging martial arts masters from various schools and honing his own martial arts.

4399 invades the martial arts association's database, collects information on China's top martial artists, and selects suitable opponents.

Luoyang used a nano mask to change his appearance and came to challenge one by one. In order to avoid being suspected, he also used his true energy to imitate Jinli.

Neijiaquan is a simplified system created on the basis of martial arts. It uses true energy to simulate strength. It is a completely dimensionally reduced attack. People who don’t understand it can’t tell the difference at all.

Baji, Tongji, Hongquan, Xingyi, Wing Chun... and other boxing schools, Luoyang learned them one by one, and his strength continued to improve in continuous battles.

Ling Feng is right, actual combat is the best teacher, especially the battle between life and death.

At the same time.

News of many Tai Chi masters challenging various sects gradually spread.

You Qi also killed a person.

Although that guy was not a good person, he caused a life after all.

Some big bosses couldn't sit still and called the head of Qingwei one after another to inquire.

What's going on?

Do you form a Wudang group to conquer the world?

How about saying hello first?

It’s hard for us to do this!

Qingwei was very confused. After getting the news, she immediately summoned everyone in Wudang and inquired carefully before confirming that she was not a disciple of Wudang.

As one of the three major internal martial arts, Tai Chi is widely spread, including Sun Style Tai Chi, Yang Style Tai Chi, Hunyuan Tai Chi... Bah, the last one does not count.

There are so many masters suddenly appearing, maybe which branch of Tai Chi they are from.

It has nothing to do with Wudang anyway, you have found the wrong person.

The bosses cursed and hung up the phone.

……

In the early morning, the sun rises.

On the highest peak of the island, Luoyang faces the east, with its five hearts facing the sky.

The sun shines on the body, turning into pure energy that flows into the body, travels along the meridians in the body, and finally converges into the Dantian.

If Luoyang's true energy was a small stream at the beginning, then it is now a big river, a river that never stops flowing.

Possessed by Superman, he uses the innate realm to practice acquired methods. One day of practice is almost equivalent to ten days for ordinary people.

With this kind of cultivation speed, not to mention the warriors in the Age of Dharma Ending, even the practitioners in the heyday of cultivation civilization would be biting their handkerchiefs with envy.

However, for some unknown reason in the past week, no matter how hard Luoyang practices, his true energy has not increased at all.

This is very abnormal.

Moreover, it is becoming more and more difficult to control the true energy in the body, and it is not as arbitrary as before.

After consulting a large amount of information from the Huaguo Ancient Martial Arts Research Institute, Luoyang came up with a guess.

Regardless of martial arts or Dharma cultivation, the path of cultivation has always been taken step by step and in a down-to-earth manner.

But Superman's possession directly gave him a pair of wings, and he had the power of the sun to cheat. While his true energy increased by leaps and bounds, his physical body did not meet the corresponding standards.

That’s why cultivation stagnates. This is also the body’s self-protection mechanism.

Now the zhenqi in his body has reached the limit that his body can bear.

If you want to go further, you must increase your physical strength.