Hearing that Tang Zichen was going to greet Zhao Guangrong, who had just arrived with great pomp, instead of her, Wang Chao immediately understood.
With his eyesight, he can naturally see that it is definitely not an easy thing for him to take over the power of the Nanyang Tang Sect this time, and Zhao Guangrong knows that he is a difficult character to mess with without even looking at it.
What's more, there is a Jiang Hai next to him who doesn't know why.
Wang Chao knew that although Jiang Hai was once a defeated general under his own, since he competed with himself, he was defeated without even pulling out his sword, and the inheritance of the Wudang Nine Palace Sword Sect, the "Turtle and Snake Sword", was also taken away, and it was cited as a great shame.
So he tried his courage and disappeared abroad for two years to practice boxing and martial arts, aiming to take revenge, and joined Wu Wenhui's military organization, which was an important chess piece of the other party.
And after he broke away from the organization, he repeatedly refused Wu Wenhui's recruitment, and when he was in Singapore, he was even more angry and almost killed him, such hatred may have been included in the list of must-kill people a long time ago.
Wu Wenhui's military organization knows the deepest in its own background, and he and Tang Zichen's troubles in Indonesia, no matter how they disguise it, they can't hide it from those who have a heart.
So Jiang Hai suddenly appeared this time, but Wang Chao chuckled in his heart, and secretly raised his vigilance.
His gaze quickly swept to the side of Jiang Hai, that is, among the group of people brought by Zhao Guangrong, and found that although these people were all strong and strong soldiers with excellent physical fitness, there was a trace of wild surnames in their temperament, but they were not the kind of loyalty, seriousness, and meticulousness that the regular troops of the People's Liberation Army cultivated and trained.
"These people are the natives of the Nanyang Chinese, Jiang Hai came this time, and there were no domestic soldiers by his side.
It's like a person coming alone. ” Wang Chao has also been mixed in the domestic PLA troops for a period of time, and deeply understands what kind of temperament the talents cultivated in the melting pot of the army are.
No matter what kind of person has a surname, there is that kind of temperament contained in it, even if it is Liu Qing's suave and cynical prodigal warrior on the surface, in the deepest part of the surname, he often reveals the mark of the melting pot of the army.
And people who have not been trained in the domestic army, even if they are elite, will not have that kind of temperament.
Although this kind of temperament is not distinguishable by ordinary people, what kind of character Wang Chao is, his spirit and spirit have been practiced to the peak, he is wonderful, and he can perceive the existence of the essence of induction in the subtleties, and any person can basically detect whether this person is bold, deceitful, or hiding a knife in a smile, etc.
What Wang Chao feared the most was the appearance of Jiang Hai this time, and he was instructed by Wu Wenhui's mission to secretly ambush some conspiracy.
Although he didn't dare to be interested in the position of the "chief scoop leader" of the Nanyang Tang Sect, this was Tang Zichen's hard work, and no matter what, he had to do it according to his sister's wishes.
Helping Tang Zichen is Wang Chao's long-cherished wish and heart that has never changed.
Although he broke away from the organization, Wang Chao never had the slightest doubt about the organization's power and means.
Last time, Wu Wenhui personally persuaded himself to change his mind with a strong experience in rectification work and preaching, which is also the strength of the organization, but he did not expect that he would not recognize his six relatives and turn his face and not recognize people, and now Wu Wenhui has been completely disappointed in himself, and he will definitely ambush the most severe means and the most powerful force to deal with him.
"Anyway, let's do it when the opportunity comes."
Wang Chao's eyelids closed slightly, then opened them, threw away the many thoughts that were spinning rapidly in his heart, and took Xie Li's five girls to greet Zhao Guangrong and his party who were about to arrive at the door along the luxurious carpet.
Zhao Guangrong had already seen Tang Zichen, and the reason why he came to put on such a big show this time was nothing more than a meaning, showing how much power he had in the Nanyang Tang Sect, and giving many Tang Sect elders present this time a performance and deterrent.
This group of elders are all rich and well-known people among the Nanyang Chinese, although they only have the right to speak and no decision-making power in the Tang Sect, but together, their influence is not small.
If they were deterred, at least when Tang Zichen announced that he was at the helm, he raised objections, and these elders would only wait and see, and would not unanimously echo Tang Zichen.
However, when he saw Wang Chao leading people over, and Tang Zichen was motionless in the auditorium, a trace of unhappiness immediately flashed in his heart, and the sharp light in his eyes flashed in an instant.
"Tang Zichen, although you are the master of the sect, I am also an important helmsman of the Nanyang Tang Sect, even if this is aside, we used to kill the enemy side by side and share weal and woe together.
Anyway, I used to be your eldest brother, this time in front of so many people, it is reasonable, you should come out in person, or make a show, send a kid who came out of nowhere, isn't this a slap in the face in public?"
Zhao Guangrong's unhappiness is indeed reasonable.
However, he is also a very deep person, not only strong in martial arts, but also with the strictness of the city government and the depth of the sea in his heart, otherwise he would not have worked hard for tens of billions of foundations.
So he didn't have the slightest intention of having a seizure on the spot.
"Master Zhao, we've been waiting for you inside for a long time.
Please come in with me and sit down.
Wang Chao greeted Zhao Guangrong at the door, smiled and waved his hand.
Zhao Guangrong didn't answer, but looked at Wang Chao carefully with a cold look in his eyes.
When he saw this, his eyes were full of anger, and his eyes were immediately sharp, flashing with a fierce aura that was a hundred times sharper than a knife.
It was as if the aura would burst out at any moment, slashing people to pieces.
But Wang Chao didn't seem to notice it at all in the face of such a sharp gaze, his eyes were as peaceful as spring water bathed in the spring breeze in March, nodded slightly at Zhao Guangrong, and waved his hand, "Please." ” "Well, this young man has two brushes under his hands" Zhao Guangrong's heart moved silently, the glance he just had a name, it was an instant, and the qi and blood of the whole body and the upper brain were condensed around his eyes, making the eye chakra protrude, and his eyes were sharp and terrifying.
This is the eye kung fu of "sitting on the golden luan" shelf in the hands of Taizu's long fist secret.
It seems that Emperor Taizu is sitting on the Jinluan Palace, looking down on the subjects of the world, killing and taking away.
Zhao Guangrong is, of course, the most outstanding people in Hongmen with Tang Zichen, and it is by no means comparable to ordinary master boxers.
His martial arts have been Jindan restrained, and it is not uncommon for his martial arts to be practiced to the level of "witnessing".
When ordinary people saw him with this eye, they immediately collapsed and died.
And even if he is a practitioner with a tough mind and strong martial arts, when he looks at his gaze, he will inevitably shake his mind, feel uncomfortable, at a loss, and have the urge to avoid his gaze as much as possible.
And once this happens, the mind is lost, and in the middle of the competition, the opponent can be knocked down with one move.
Witnesses in boxing, intimidating the enemy with their eyes, extremely clever boxers, with a fierce temperament, can make the enemy frightened with just one gaze.
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But Wang Chao was not taken by his gaze just now, and he didn't feel his mind swaying at all, obviously he was extremely bold, which shows that the kung fu in his hands is definitely not weak.
However, Zhao Guangrong did not regard Wang Chao as a strong rival in his heart because of this.
If Tang Zichen's subordinates were shocked by his gaze, it would make him feel strange.
Although he didn't find out the specific depth of Wang Chao's kung fu, Zhao Guangrong didn't do too much entanglement, and with his self-sustaining identity and martial arts, he didn't show the color of the juniors as soon as they met.
However, just because he holds his own identity does not mean that others also hold their own identity.
Lin Shifeng, who came in with him, suddenly smiled coldly: "Slow" Lin Shifeng's face was very bad, he stared at Wang Chao, and waved his hand: "Boy, our Tang Sect is a place where teachers are respected and etiquette rules are taught.
There are no rules, I don't care if you are Zichen's subordinate or her heir, Brother Zhao is your elder, no matter what, you have to call uncle, Master Zhao, Master Zhao's name, I don't know if Zichen has taught you the rules or which famous senior boxer master you are can be the same generation as the president of the Nanyang Guoshu Association" "Well, what's going on" "Lin Shifeng has a hot temper, but he was mad on the spot, it is not without reason, this young man's words are indeed a little inappropriate."
Lin Shifeng was furious on the spot, which immediately caused some stirring around him, and there was a lot of discussion.
Indeed, whether it is the martial arts world, or gang organizations like Tangmen and Hongmen, they all pay attention to seniority.
In particular, overseas Chinese have not experienced the baptism of revolution at home, and some traditional things are still deeply rooted.
Lin Shifeng suddenly attacked Wang Chao on the spot, and in the eyes of some people around him, it was not a deliberate provocation.
"Oh" Wang Chao turned around, "Master Lin speaks slowly, don't patronize talking, be careful of unsteady feet."
It's a big threshold, be careful, I'll help you. ” While speaking, Wang Chao made a lightning shot, and the "inverted monkey" in the strength of Tai Chi pinched the big tendon of Lin Shifeng's left wrist.
I didn't see him exerting his strength, Lin Shifeng's body suddenly stumbled forward, stumbling, and the small front bone of his right leg really touched the high threshold at the entrance of the auditorium.
The construction of this auditorium is in the style of an old-fashioned ancestral hall, with a threshold close to knee high and a large nanmu plank.
Under the sudden change, Lin Shifeng tried his best to stabilize his body with a horse step pile, but he still didn't put it away, and broke a large piece of the nanmu board on the threshold.
Suddenly, Lin Shifeng's face turned bloody.
He is also a person who has practiced boxing profoundly, but just now Wang Chao helped him, without warning, and his eyes flickered in front of him, and he didn't even see the shadow clearly, his wrist tendon was buckled by one finger of the other party, and the other three fingers gently pushed at the bone joint, and he immediately felt that the bone joints of his whole body were driven by this push hand bone, and his body involuntarily ran forward.
It's not that his kung fu is not good, but Wang Chao's Tai Chi boxing style has reached the point where he moves his whole body, and if he touches any bone on his body, he can press it weakly, and he can cause his whole body bone joints to be like dominoes, and they will collapse and jump together.
Even if he is powerful, he can't control the strength of his body bones. can only be a marionette in the other party's hand.
"You."
Lin Shifeng suffered this big loss, how could he stop, a moment after the horse step stood firm, his waist was straight, his shoulders were extended, his spine was bowed, his body sat behind him at the same time, and he pinched forward with his hand to the edge of Wang Chao's left waist, at the same time, he took a little step in front of his legs, shook like a dragonfly, and kicked low with his legs, like a sickle cutting wheat, hooking to the inner stomach of Wang Chao's calf.
In this style, the hands and feet are together, shaking and moving, pinching the kidneys above, and cutting the legs below, which is vicious and poisonous.
It is the Shaolin mind to "move the handle" in the formula, shake, shake, flash, hook and cut, and the strength is not scattered, just like a centipede, surging forward and moving.
"It's a good style, sure enough, none of Sister Chen's acquaintances back then were fuel-efficient lamps."
Wang Chao sighed in his heart, and gently pressed his left hand under his waist to press the tail of the finch to dissolve the pinching strength, and at the same time put his right hand down to the knee, and then cut the sickle and opened the leg.
The front foot advanced and inserted it into Lin Shifeng's crotch, and his crotch collapsed forward.
Lin Shifeng was pressed and hugged, his body was already unstable, his whole body was scattered, his steps were weak, and finally Wang Chao's crotch collapsed, and it seemed that he was twisting the spiral shape and turning the ring and collapsing fist, and his body seemed to be a spinning top that was violently whipped by a whip, and he was about to turn in a circle on the spot, making a big ugly.
After Wang Chaoyu practiced to the realm of Bugang, his whole body was full of fists, and he could cotton and steel.
The crotch punch just now is more powerful than the Xingyi Quan master's full force with his fist, even if it is a big stone grinding plate, eating his crotch so obliquely collapsed, it will immediately spin up, not to mention that the shelf has fallen apart At this critical moment, suddenly Lin Shifeng put a hand on his shoulder, and he immediately felt that his whole body seemed to be fixed by Mount Tai, very stable, and Wang Chao's hip rotation was dissolved cleanly.
It turned out that Zhao Guangrong's hand was on his shoulder, which stabilized his body and prevented him from making a big fool.
To be continued: