The martial arts immortals in the modern world

"careful!"

Seeing the person using the knife, Su Hua shouted loudly and quickly took out a swing stick from his body.

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"Originally, I wanted to make some money calmly, but in exchange, you used all your tricks to make me lose all my money. If I stop pretending and show my cards, I will die!"

The man in the hoodie roared, and he rose up, like a hunting tiger, and rushed towards Su Hua to intercept him.

The power of that moment increased...

Su Hua's expression suddenly changed.

"Strengthened muscles and bones, peak martial artist!?"

Although he has begun to change his muscles and forge his bones, he has not yet accomplished anything. He has passed the certification test, but his strength is not considered a true martial artist.

At the moment, this peak martial artist, whose muscles and bones are fully developed, and who may even have trained his heart and soul internally, clearly feels the huge difference between the two sides.

The stick he threw out was not only difficult to block the man in the hoodie, but his throat was even cut by the short knife he raised.

"Be bold!"

Leng Jun, who was also following Su Chiming, charged forward.

Although he was not holding an instrument, the strength from his muscles and bones made the punch he punched still shake the air and make a crisp sound in the air.

This blow somewhat distracted some of the men in sweatshirts.

He rotated his left hand like a big net to wrap up Leng Jun's punch. Taking advantage of this opportunity, Su Hua ignored the muscle strain and struck with all his strength. The stick in his hand barely missed the man's dagger, avoiding being hit. The fate of having one's throat cut with a knife.

But even so, the man in the sweatshirt still broke through the blockade between the two of them in one fell swoop and reached Su Chiming.

"What kind of loser is worthy of fighting with me, and he doesn't care how much he weighs!?"

A hint of ferocity flashed in the eyes of the man in the hoodie, and he waved the short knife in his hand, like a gleam of cold light, heading straight towards Su Chiming.

only……

What surprised him was that even when the blade brushed against his face, Su Chiming still showed no fear in his eyes.

The look he looked at was filled with calmness.

This gesture forced him to admit that this business tycoon who was able to increase his assets hundreds of times in just a few decades had an extraordinary temperament.

but……

No matter how good your xinxing is, it has no meaning at this moment.

There is only one result under Qi Qingsong's sword, and that is...

"Um!?"

Just when Qi Qingsong, the man in the sweatshirt, was about to pass through Su Chiming's throat and take away his life, he suddenly felt as if his wrist was bound by an iron hoop.

The terrifying power coming from above was simply not human-like. Even if his fingers were clasped together, it still gave his wrist the illusion of being severed by a solid steel bar.

No!

It's not an illusion!

An unprecedented force shook and twisted along the tightly clasped wrist. Not only did it crush his wrist bones in an instant, the concussive and shaking force was also transmitted along the ulna and radius to the humerus, and vibrated through the scapula. The pain in his lungs made half of his body unconscious.

The pain of his arm being twisted caused him to lean back slightly, as if this could alleviate the surging pain.

Before he could figure out what was going on, a palm struck his chest with unhurried but thunderous force.

Since the circulation of Qi and blood in his body was cut off, his body had no time to react. He could only watch all this happen with his eyes wide open.

"Bang!"

Violent to the heart.

Qi Qingsong's body and mind were all burned.

As his wrists were released, he took three steps back and fell on his back.

A mouthful of blood couldn't help but spit out.

Faintly...

He seemed to hear a somewhat young voice.

"This is too weak."

The master of the Tiannan Ten Tigers turned his head with difficulty and saw clearly the figure who had dealt him the fatal blow.

A young man.

Su Yaoguang?

I have seen in the information that he seems to be a young man who is only 19 years old.

he……

To be defeated by such a young man! ?

Moreover, in the two confrontations, each time the opponent's strength could accurately penetrate his muscles and bones and shock his heart...

This is inner strength! ?

Grandmaster! ?

With this incredible shock, Qi Qingsong's consciousness became weaker and weaker, and finally passed out completely.

…

Yaoguang looked at his hands, and then at the martial artist who almost killed him with a slap.

I am used to fighting masters, most of whom are demon masters who are beyond the normal level. Now suddenly a martial artist comes...

It's quite unaccustomed to end the battle so easily.

Leng Jun on the side, on the other hand, was filled with astonishment when he saw the man in the sweatshirt who had easily broken through from the joint efforts of him and Su Hua, and was defeated by Fluctuating Light in an understatement.

"this……"

He knew that Yaoguang was the master.

And know that the master is more powerful than the martial artist.

But he never expected that the gap would be so big.

The man in the sweatshirt couldn't stop Young Master Yaoguang from looking at him, so he went up...

The result is probably not much better.

"It's Qi Qingsong."

At this time, Su Hua had already stepped forward and took off the mask of the man in the sweatshirt and recognized his identity.

"Sure enough, it's just a dog jumping over the wall."

Su Chiming said in a deep voice.

He knew the relationship between Qi Qingsong, Zhang Yushu and others.

In recent decades, due to the rise of thermal weapons and the huge power of firearms, mortals have the ability to threaten the lives of powerful clan leaders and even grand masters. Major forces are very resistant and repulsive to the use of physical means to eliminate opponents after losing competition.

Although it still happens from time to time, most of the time, it is done in a more disciplined way.

At least you have to post a battle message first.

A direct sneak attack like Qi Qingsong's will put him and the interest groups he represents into a disadvantageous situation.

Of course, Zhang Yushu has been pushed to the limit and the group's interests cannot be protected. This is understandable.

But when the news breaks out, it will cause everyone to push back. Interest groups headed by Zhang Yushu, Zhang Mingde and others are bound to collapse at a faster speed.

"The biggest threat among Zhang Yushu and his group is Qi Qingsong. Now that Qi Qingsong has been captured by us, the rest are nothing to be afraid of."

Leng Jun said in a deep voice.

He said these words very forcefully.

Obviously, Qi Qingsong just broke through their defense and came to Su Chiming...

Although he was fine in the end, it was still considered a dereliction of duty on their part.

"The rest is up to you."

Yaoguang said.

Leng Jun nodded.

After eating, Yaoguang did not return to Yuyuan.

Instead, he directly asked Lei Yun to take him to a private teahouse.

This teahouse is owned by the Zhang family.

At this time, Zhang Tianji was already waiting here.

Waiting with him was an old man who looked to be in his early sixties, with gray hair and a childish face.

When Yaoguang entered the box, he sensed abnormalities in the old man's blood.

But he is not an abnormal individual like a demon.

But...

It is different from the power of Qi and blood of the Grandmaster.

Although the power of this energy and blood has already faded, if it fully explodes, the power it can display will definitely not be resisted by the grandmaster.

With a state far beyond his current strength, Yaoguang judged it immediately.

"Martial Saint?"

He said.

"Xiao Zhang said that you are born with supernatural powers and have keen senses. It is indeed true."

The old man said with a smile: "Although I have exchanged blood and cleansed my marrow, after all, I am old and my vitality and blood are declining. I cannot compare with you young people who are rising in the east and full of vitality. I can only barely contribute to the development of Jishi Association in the logistics department of the association." "

Yao Guang looked at the old man.

There are four martial saints in the Kingdom of Dayu.

Two for the royal family, one for the military department, and one for the Lu family.

But this old man was obviously not any of the four.

"I am from Lihuo Kingdom, my name is Zong Yan. You may have never heard of me."

The old man seemed to have noticed Yaoguang's idea and introduced it with a smile.

From the Fire Country, to the west of Dayu, there is the White Tower Federation, a country with a population of 20 million. The country does not have a regular army, and Red Star acts as a defense agent.

"I am here this time to sincerely invite you to join our Jishihui. With your miraculous talent and ability to become a master at the age of nineteen, Jishihui is sure to allow you to become a Martial Saint before the age of thirty."

The old man Zong Yan said.

Yaoguang nodded: "Don't worry, at least, I have to know the nature of the Jishihui first."

"nature……"

Zong Yan glanced at Zhang Tianji thoughtfully.

Zhang Tianji quickly left the box and took precautions in person.

Then, Zong Yan took out a small instrument of unknown purpose, turned it on and said: "The essence of Jishihui is a group jointly established by all the countries in Central Continent specifically to cultivate powerful warriors to fight against the influence of Red Star on the martial arts circles of our countries. A domineering organization.”

"Red Star Empire?"

Yaoguang looked a little strange.

Whether it is Li Fire Nation or White Tower Federation, they are all equivalent to the vassal states of the Red Star Empire to some extent.

Even the Kingdom of Dayu has a military base of the Red Star Empire.

Some people in Dayu jokingly divided people into three classes: the first class Red Star, the second class royal family, and the third class aristocratic family.

As for those from aristocratic families and below...

Just cattle and horses.

Now that Zong Yan, who is the Martial Saint of Lihuo Kingdom, has revealed the nature of Jishihui, is he planning to rebel?

"You have taken refuge in Xue Long?"

Yaoguang said suddenly.

"That's not the case. Jishihui is Jishihui. It represents the martial arts circles of various countries in Central Continent. It has nothing to do with Xuelong. After all... In Xuelong's mind, the forces behind us are afraid that they will be included in the Red Star system, even if we want to join Xuelong. "Long, Xuelong agreed on the spur of the moment, and they will definitely settle everything afterwards."

Zong Yan said, exhaling slightly: "We just want to get back the interests that originally belonged to us from Chixing."

"Isn't Jishihui a non-governmental organization?"

"Not exactly."

Zong Yan said: "Ji Shihui is very powerful, with strong support from royal families and aristocratic families in various countries..."

Speaking of this, he paused: "I refer to the top families with strong influence, such as the Lu family and the Jiang family in Dayu."

"Royal family, aristocratic family..."

Yaoguang nodded: "So, Jishihui's intelligence channels must be very good?"

Zong Yan smiled: "Not to mention that he knows all the major news in all parts of Central Continent, but it is easy to say that his informants are spread all over a city with a population of one million. He has sufficient intelligence capabilities even in the other four continents."

Yaoguang listened and immediately asked the question he wanted to know most when he contacted Jishihui: "So, can Jishihui introduce to me what this is?"

He directly put the demon's information in front of Zong Yan.