"Senior sister, what kind of music is this?"
Tan Wendong, who was sitting still, also heard the ethereal, ghostly song in his ears, suddenly opened his eyes, and at the same time knocked on the beautifully painted wooden wall next door with his hand, and asked Huo Ling'er, who lived next door.
Wang Chao lived in a typical aristocratic house this time, with a pure wooden structure and simple style, but the style was also relatively elegant.
At night, Wang Chao was walking outside, Huo Ling'er, Tan Wendong, Wang Hongji, and Luo Xiaomeng were all sitting quietly in the room, calming their minds and recalling the thrilling things that happened during the day.
The scene in the Jiu-Jitsu dojo of the "Kodokan" during the day, against the bushido spirit of the entire nation, that atmosphere, that pressure, made these four people feel the deepest part of their souls.
Although they didn't do it, the benefits were ten times greater than going through ten life-and-death battles.
So now the four of them are thoroughly digesting this spiritual feeling to baptize their hearts and souls.
Once they really have a sense and grasp the essence, then their achievements are advancing by leaps and bounds.
This is a well-known song in Shinto, which is generally used to overhaul the soul, and it is also used by many religions to cleanse people's minds.
I also heard the singing just now, and the master made such a big move today, it is impossible for many religious organizations in this book not to ignore it.
Someone must have been sent.
Let's ignore this matter and let the master deal with it. ” Huo Ling'er was too proficient in everything in this book, and she heard the soul song earlier than Tan Wendong, but she didn't move.
"It's no wonder that the old man of the Fuqing Gang said that we have moved the martial arts world, and the religious community will definitely not take a break.
However, we pay attention to one interest in everything, and it is impossible for the religious circles to come up and negotiate nothing more than assassination and assassination to stop us."
Tan Wendong asked suspiciously.
Huo Ling'er said quietly: "Of course there are interests, if they succeed in stopping the master, then how many people believe in their religion and the religious world, the martial arts world has always been inseparable, although it is not said that one is prosperous and one is lost, but it is also equivalent to breaking bones and tendons."
Religion needs martial arts to protect the Dharma, martial arts needs religion to expand its influence, and it needs their financial support.
Many well-known martial artists are themselves followers of various religions.
In this aspect of the combination of the religious and martial arts circles, it is said that the situation in China is ten times more chaotic. ” "That's right."
Tan Wendong nodded, thinking about the Shaolin Temple, and the "qigong fever" when he was a child, many people carried out religious propagation under the guise of qigong.
But these have been outlawed.
However, the policy is different, and some religious organizations have not only not been banned, but have co-opted political parties, creating a miasma.
"Ignore these things, take care of your spirits, tomorrow the master plans to go to Karate Shotokan.
We might have a tough fight.
Huo Ling'er closed her eyes.
In addition, Luo Xiaomeng in the room, Wang Hongji also heard the "Soul Song", and just wanted to stand up and go out to see what was going on, but he heard Huo Ling'er's words, so he settled down.
Not to mention the calmness of these four people, Wang Chao stood in the middle of the cherry blossom forest, and he didn't care when he heard the "Soul Suppression Song".
The cherry blossoms of this cherry blossom forest have long been gone, according to the bare trunks and some leaves that have not yet fallen, but this forest is very large, there are more than ten acres, and it is still leaning on the mountains, and the moonlight can only shine on part of the place, and the depth of the cherry blossom forest leaves many dark places, deep and bleak, giving people a deep feeling of ghostly atmosphere.
However, the silence, gloom, and deep ghostly aura in these environments were not affected by Wang Chao in the slightest.
Hearing the sound of the "Soul Song", Wang Chao walked leisurely and walked towards the depths of the cherry blossom forest.
Walking to the end of the woods, Wang Chao saw a young man, dressed in black, wearing a string of dark and heavy prayer beads on his wrist, and at the same time holding a long flute babbling and blowing.
"Mr.
Wang Chao, you are really here."
Seeing Wang Chao from a distance, this young man suddenly stopped the sound of the flute, and actually spoke fluent Chinese, without a little sluggishness, and surprisingly smooth.
"There are three people in total, any ambush in front of me is useless, let's come out" Wang Chao's eyes scanned the surroundings and found that there was no one except this young man, but he heard a few very faint breaths in his ears, this breath seemed to be a turtle slowly exhaling, no matter how strong the ear was, it was difficult to hear.
Wang Chao spoke, and suddenly, a dense crossing, gloomy cherry blossom tree crown 100 meters away from him suddenly moved, as if startled an owl, the black shadow fluttered down, and fell to the ground, it was a thin monkey, also wrapped in black, with a mustache.
At the same time, on the back of another tree, there was also a person with a figure of only 1.5 meters, as short as a child.
However, the person who turned out from behind the tree, as soon as he appeared, his body clicked for a while, and after pulling out his bones and tendons, he became a person who was one meter and seven meters tall.
Obviously, this person's body has also been trained to the point of shrinking bones and tendons.
"Mr.
Wang Chao, you swept our martial arts world this time and challenged our martial arts spirit.
For what, for national hatred or for something else" As soon as the person who had shrunk his bones and swelled stood up, his eyes shimmered, looked at Wang Chao, and suddenly asked.
"My motives, how can you think that your boxing skills are very similar to Iga Yuan's, what kind of apprentice are you, or a senior brother" Wang Chao looked at the three people in front of him, and then asked at this person with shrunken bones and swelling, this person who is one meter seven tall, Wang Chao's eyes are clear, and he can see through his martial arts path at a glance, which is very similar to Iga Yuan's.
So he asked.
"Contemptible Iga hero, the great priest of Izumo Society."
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The man spoke.
"Iga Hero once remembered that Iga Gen had such a younger brother, who was also a famous martial artist.
Are you here to challenge me, but my visit and exchange this time is a fair and honest contest during the day.
You're also a martial artist, so it doesn't seem like it's your martial arts spirit to sneak around me at night. ” Wang Chao remembered a few of the famous martial artists of Yuben, and Iga Yuan's younger brother Iga Hero once remembered hearing about it.
"I'm a priest first, and a martial artist second."
Iga Hero looked at Wang Chao, and his eyes suddenly became very cold: "Please allow me to introduce to you, this is the current leader of the Great Honke, Mr.
Exit Yunlang." ” Iga heroizes the young man in black who blows the soul song.
Then, he pointed to the man who was thin and small, with a thick mustache: "This is the modern leader of Shinrikyo, Mr.
Asahara Nara." ” "Dahonkyo Shinrikyo" Wang Chao heard the introduction, and suddenly laughed dumbly: "Iga hero, you are the great priest of the Izumo Society, and the Izumo Society seems to be the official religion, and what is the Dahonkyo Religion, the Shinrikyo Sect, is a notorious cult.
Whether it's as a martial artist or as a Shinto priest, it seems that he has lost his identity when he mixes with the cult leader. ” Because the three people who suddenly appeared were all answering in Chinese, Wang Chao had no problem with the language, but he understood it very well.
Iga Hero is the priest of the Izumo Society, which is a full, officially recognized religion in the Shinto organization.
Using domestic religion as an analogy, the status of the chief priest of the Izumo Society, the hero of Iga, is equivalent to the elder presiding over the major temples of Shaolin Temple, White Horse Temple, and Lingyin Temple.
As for the Great Religion, Shinrikyo has not been officially recognized at all, on the contrary, it has been attacked by the authorities, and it is a notorious cult that sneaks like a rat.
But now these three aspects are really mixed together, and by analogy, it is equivalent to a well-known monk in China going to deal with the leader of the cult and doing things together, and the two sides that are incompatible with each other have been combined.
"Mr.
Wang Chao seems to look down on our religion."
Hearing Wang Chao's words, the young Daben Sect leader named Chu Yunlang laughed: "Mr.
Wang Chao, you treat us as a cult, but I seem to remember that in your history, many boxing masters and cultivators founded religions, and at the time of their founding, they were not officially recognized, and they seemed to be cults.
For example, the Quanzhen Dao founded by Mr.
Wang Chongyang, the Longmen Dao founded by Mr.
Wang Changyue, and the White Lotus Sect, the Tianli Sect, and the Bagua Sect, it seems that there are also famous and top masters among them. ” "Looks like you're familiar with our history."
Wang Chao frowned when he heard this young sect leader of the Great Sect speak carefully.
It is a fact that people in the religious world are more difficult than people in the martial arts world, at the moment, Wang Chao was not ready to talk nonsense, but said directly: "It's so late, three pretending to be ghosts came to my place, why do they want to fight me, assassinate me, or assassinate me?"
"Neither."
Exit Yunlang smiled lightly: "I just want to cooperate with you, Mr.
Wang Chao, and I hope you can stop this exchange visit." ” "Stop this exchange visit" Wang Chao looked at the young leader of the Great Sect, as if he was looking at an idiot.
"Mr.
Wang Chao, don't be busy refusing first, listen to our conditions."
The Shinrikyo leader on the side, Ma Yuan Nara, suddenly spoke, and his words were very tempting: "As a condition for you to stop your exchange visit, we will hire you as the supreme master of our church, and at the same time, we will also publicize that you are the reincarnation of the gods, build momentum for you, and deify you.
Presumably Mr.
Wang Chao, you also know that the influence of the martial arts world is a small minority after all, far less than the influence of religion, we have many believers, as long as you agree, with your force, and your power, plus our deification, you can become the second Jesus Christ. ” "Deify Me as the Second Jesus Christ" Wang Chao laughed twice: "A cult is a cult, it's just a fool to bewitch the ignorant people, how can you bewitch me?"
"In this way, Mr.
Wang Chao rejected our proposal, and there is no room for negotiation" The eyes of the young sect leader of Exit Yunlang were also cold.
"Of course not."
Wang Chao flicked his nails.
"Then it's no wonder that we Mr.
Wang Chao, although you have superb boxing skills, you are a master in the martial arts world after all.
You will never imagine our cultivation, Mr.
Wang Chao, your boxing technique has probably reached the point of carrying qi and blood, condensing a group, and casually classifying into various acupoints.
This kind of kung fu is just a superficial kung fu of the spiritual cultivation method in our sect.
Such a realm, in your martial arts cultivation, is called Dan Dao.
I see your cultivation level, which is this realm, but in the martial arts world, you can indeed be regarded as a top master.
But in our eyes, it's just the beginning of our practice.
Iga Gen seems to have entered this realm not long ago, but he doesn't dare to challenge you, he is not sure, sad, sad. ” Exit Yunlang gently rotated the long flute in his hand, and when this flute was spinning, the wind blew in through the hole, making a very sharp sound, which seemed to be made of iron.
"Oh, you can cultivate your mind first, and then practice carrying kung fu with your heart, and return the blood to the acupuncture, no wonder you are so arrogant."
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Wang Chao heard the words of Yun Lang's sigh, and his eyes were raised.
Wang Chao had already seen that this young sect leader of the Great Ben Sect, because of the cultivation of his mind, could control his own qi and blood with his spirit, carry it, and return it to a knot and a hole at any time, ready to move, and many years of such transportation kung fu have caused strong physical strength.
It is also a kind of Danjin kung fu.
It's just that this kind of kung fu is to cultivate the mind first, and exercise people's complex thoughts to be very pure, which is equivalent to the meditation and meditation of Buddhism, and it is also the meditation gong in Confucianism and Taoism, which is transmitted to the religion of the book, and this kind of cultivation is called "calming the soul and returning to the gods".
In short, this kind of cultivation is just a sentence, purely to cultivate the mental effort, to practice the mind so that there are no distractions, to use the spirit to grasp the qi and blood, according to various methods, hours, and positions, to carry the blood around the epidermis, internal organs and other places throughout the body, over time, in the meditation, the physical strength is getting stronger and stronger.
But such a person's strong physical strength and spirit are all obtained from meditation, and the style of play is much different.
Balma, Ziloya is such a person.
Now this young leader of the Great Honjiao is exactly such a person.
This kind of cultivation is found in almost all religions.
But ordinary people can't make a name for themselves in cultivation.
However, once the cultivation is successful, it is also equivalent to having "supernatural powers".
Wang Chao also understood his mind instantly, this person's physical strength is very strong, and at the same time, he is also very confident, and he may not have seen a real Dan Jin master in martial arts.
For such a person, Wang Chao made a decision, that is, to kill it.
"I didn't want to kill tonight, but if you want to be Christ Jesus so much, I'll send you to Him, so that you may have a good fellowship with Him."
As Wang Chao spoke, he took a step forward.
At the moment when Wang Chao hadn't taken this step, Exit Yunlang suddenly flashed to the left, the long flute in his hand trembled slightly, and pointed obliquely upward.
"Hmm" Wang Chao saw this situation, and after taking a step, he did not move, but put his hands behind his back.
"I haven't hit you yet, you know, it seems that I really can't test you."
Wang Chao put his hands behind his back and looked at the young sect leader.
It turned out that the moment Wang Chao's heart moved just now, he took two steps and punched him on the shoulder with a dragon-shaped fist, but when this idea had not yet germinated, Exit Yunlang actually seemed to know in advance, and used the iron flute in his hand to seal the way out of Wang Chao's palm first.
In this case, you haven't hit me yet, and you haven't even hit me anywhere, so I know where you're going to hit me.
This seems to be a foreknowledge in an instant, and you have a premonition before I even want to hit you.
"In your Chinese Confucianism, you pay attention to a sincere way, which can foretell and predict the future of the mind.
I have studied Mr.
Wang Yangming's psychology and his life.
Mr.
Wang Yangming once captured the rebel king Zhu Chenhao during the Zhengde period of the Ming Dynasty, and wrote an article with a stone tablet and engraved the five characters of Jiajing and our country.
Later, after the death of Emperor Zhengde, Emperor Jiajing ascended the throne.
The name of the country is Jiajing, which is a typical example of sincerity and national fortune.
I have cultivated my mind since I was a child, and although I have not reached such a realm of foreknowledge of national fortune, I can see through the enemy's ungerminated psychological motivation in an instant, so I know it before you make a move.
If I didn't have such a realm, I wouldn't have come here so easily. ” Exit Yunlang held Tie Xiao, looked at Wang Chao with his eyes, and explained his realm in very fluent Chinese.
After Wang Chao heard this, he remained silent, and no one could see what he was thinking.
Although Exit Yunlang's mind did not reach the realm of Tang Zichen's invisibility and ignorance, at the moment before the enemy, he had a premonition that the enemy's psychological motivation had not yet germinated, and when the other party had not yet made a move, he knew where to hit him, and subconsciously made a previous defense.
In such a realm, Wang Chao has only seen it in chatting with a few people, himself and the leader of God, Ba Liming.
In addition, Wharton, Morgan, and Wu Yunlong did not reach such a mental state, and Yan Yuanyi also broke through this layer under his own final oppression.
"Cult leader, there really are some ways."
Wang Chao listened to Exit Yunlang's narration with a calm face, and shook his head: "But although you can see through the thoughts that have not yet germinated in an instant, your strength is too small.
I don't need you to see through it.
I'm telling you now that I'm going to blow off your head with this palm.
Prevent it yourself, if you can prevent it, I won't kill you today. ” As he spoke, Wang Chao gently stretched out the hand behind his back, placed it on his chest, and pinched it into the shape of a fetus.
A huge heartbeat came out of Wang Chao's palm. originally thought that this cult leader could be killed casually, but Wang Chao didn't expect that the other party's spiritual cultivation had actually reached the realm of seeing through it in advance.
This is nothing, even if you see through your own moves.
Wang Chao can also destroy violently, but the other party has a weapon in his hand, and the long iron flute also hides a blade, rotating at will, which is also a bit tricky.
But now Wang Chao has decided, he still takes out his eight successful husbands and completely destroys this young cult leader with weapons.
Such a person has strong physical strength and a high realm, although his playing style is much worse.
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But that kind of realm of seeing through makes up for the difference.
What's even more terrifying is that this person is not from the martial arts world, but from a cult.
That's even more terrifying.
Engaging in cults and martial arts sects is simply not a level.
Hearing that Wang Chao was about to explode his head with one palm, and at the same time pinched it into a fist print, a huge sound, like the heart of ten blue whales beating at the same time, heard the young cult leader tremble inexplicably.
It was Wang Chao's pinching into the fetal fist mother print, and the muscles in his palms trembled.
One by one.
Knock knock seems to be a heavenly drum.
After Wang Chao's palms beat nine times, Exit Yunlang's face finally changed Wang Chao laughed twice, and suddenly took another step, threw off the big stride, stretched his hand forward, and the whole hand became thick and big, like a pu fan, beckoning Exit Yunlang's head and grabbing it.
Exit Yunlang was between Wang Chao's hands, and the long flute in his hand suddenly slashed, as if cutting off the air flow in the air, and suddenly poked upward, poking at the center of Wang Chao's palm.
Wang Chao saw that this was the way to play the airflow conversion in Aikido.
The Great Honkyo really has a very deep foundation with Aikido, and even the way of playing is from Aikido.
Exit Yunlang's flute is really just right, as if a big net has been arranged in advance, waiting for Wang Chao's hands to collide.
Moreover, his physical strength is strong, a little flute, and countless wind sounds permeate the body of the flute, resounding a ghost-like music.
At the same time, as soon as he used his strength, a three-inch-long, glittering spike popped out of the tail of the flute.
There was a burst of fishy smell from the spikes, apparently quenched.
As long as you cut a little bit of skin, you will immediately be paralyzed.
Elephants can't stand it.
Wang Chao's hand faced the click of this long flute, but he didn't dodge, didn't change, and grabbed it When the three-inch spike was about to pierce the skin of his hand, Wang Chao's fingernails touched it first, and with a violent flick, it cut right on the spike. collapse Wang Chao's fingernails flicked on the spikes, and he actually broke off the quenched spike bullet and flew out.
For a moment, Exit Yunlang seemed to be unable to believe his eyes.
He also expected Wang Chao to pop out his nails just now, but he didn't expect that the strength of Wang Chao's nails would be so tough.
He was like a fisherman who saw a fish in a net, but he didn't expect that the fish would suddenly become a monster.
After snapping off the spike, Wang Chao's hand grabbed hard, grabbed Xiao Sheng, shook it directly, and snapped Yun Lang's hand numb, and Wang Chao took the flute away.
After Wang Chao took away the long flute, his moves remained unchanged, and he directly inserted the long flute into the top of the young cult leader's head.
Flutter The long iron flute pierced through the parietal bone of Exit Yunlang's skull, piercing the entire head and poking it out of his mouth.
Poof Exit Yunlang fell straight down, and a voice came out of his abdomen: "I didn't expect you to be so powerful, if you say that you will explode my head, it will explode my head, it is useless for me to have such a realm" However, Wang Chao, the last voice of the cult leader, did not answer him.
One move used eighty percent of the strength to explode the head of Exit Yunlang, Wang Chao felt the wind behind him, and took a big step forward with a leisurely crotch, dodging the two punches of Iga Hero and Ma Yuan Nara, and turned around at the same time, looking at the two people who attacked him.
There was no doubt that the most powerful person present was Exit Yunlang, the leader of the Great Honke.
Now after being blasted out of his head by Wang Chao.
The hero of Iga, Ma Yuan Nara became a turtle in the urn. bang Wang Chao's footsteps moved casually, and his body appeared beside Ma Yuan Nara, and at the same time, a finger of serpentine pushing, his finger pierced his throat, and blood shot out like an arrow.
"You are also the leader of the cult, and you, the leader of the Truth Cult, are much worse than the Great Honke."
After Wang Chaodian pierced Ma Yuan Nara's throat, there was no trace of blood on his hands, he held his hands behind his back again, his clothes fluttering, talking and laughing and killing people under the night wind, the bright moon, and the cherry blossom trees, indescribably chic.
"Brother Iga, both of them are dead, and I have no choice but to send you on your way.
But I have one thing I want to ask you, you are a martial artist, and unlike these two cults, you should know my horror deeply, and you actually dragged them to stop me, it was not deliberately sent to death."
Wang Chao looked at the only remaining Iga hero and said with his hands behind his back.
"Exit Yunlang's spiritual cultivation is unfathomable, even my brother is very jealous of him, I brought them here today because I want him to fight with you, not to kill you, but to be able to hurt you, it's enough, it's a pity, it's a pity, your strength is still beyond my imagination."
The hero of Iga faced Wang Chao without the slightest fear.
"Oh, hurt me, there's a little bit of hope.
But it's still slim.
Wang Chao said: "But you died in vain."
You died in vain, I can't bear to send you on your way. ” "I didn't die for nothing."
Iga Hero said: "My brother and I have had a deep relationship since childhood, he is the strongest fighter in our martial arts world, but now that you are here, he does not come out to meet you, I hope that my death can dispel the fear in his heart and stand in front of you fearlessly." ” "I see."
Wang Chao nodded, "But he has a plan in his heart, and he can forbear, which shows his strengths."
You provoked him to come out, and you also wanted him to die.
You shouldn't do that. ” "Martial artists should not be patient, it is politicians who are patient.
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He is our number one martial artist, and if he dies in battle at your hands, he will definitely return to the arms of God.
And his blood can stir up thousands of our martial arts teenagers. ” Iga Hero smiled, and seemed to see a beautiful scene: "Our entire nation, how many teenagers who are keen on martial arts will grow up, even if you can kill all the martial artists, but you can't kill so many teenagers."
Martial arts only have the seeds that sprout, and when they develop, they are very fast.
It's just that this seed lacks the power to be watered by blood, so let our blood be watered, so that they can take root and sprout and grow into a towering tree. ” "Use your blood to water the seeds of martial arts, the spirit of a nation is really not so easy to defeat."
Wang Chao shook his head.
"Brother Iga, you are the same as Kanoji Gangda, although you are still glorious in death, come on, do it, before you die, show all your spirit and strength, let me see, your martial arts, your bushido" Wang Chao looked at Iga Hero, took two steps back slightly, widened the distance, put his hands behind his back, and there were many encouragements and appreciation in his words.
"My martial arts, my bushido."
When Iga Hero heard Wang Chao's words, his spirit perked up, he bowed to Wang Chao, and suddenly, he opened a false horse posture.
Wang Chao also raised his hands and arched his hands.
"Brother Iga, please."
Iga Hero took a little foot at his feet, clenched his fist with his left hand, and suddenly drilled out and hit Wang Chao's forehead.
Wang Chao flipped the flower with his left hand, stuck to the Iga hero's drill punch, flicked it outward, and then returned a punch with one hand, hitting the opponent's chest firmly. burst The two of them exchanged hands in a lightning flash, and after Iga was punched, blood spurted out of his mouth.
The eyes are glazed.
Although Wang Chao was a casual punch, he had already beaten him to the point that his internal organs were shattered, and the blood vessels in his whole body were broken.
In this fight, there are no flashy moves, and there are no changes, just a solid dial.
Iga Hero was killed with a single punch and fell to the ground.
"Use your blood to water your martial arts seeds" After killing the Iga hero, Wang Chao looked at the three corpses on the ground, turned around and slowly walked out of the cherry blossom forest, the soft moonlight shining on his body, a brilliance. early morning "Master, did you go to the Shotokan of karate today, who gave a last night?"
After Huo Ling'er got up in the morning and washed, she went out for a walk and saw Wang Chao walking slowly in the middle of the yard.
"Hmm.
If you go to the Shoto Pavilion today, you will probably have to do it.
Last night there were two cult leaders, and a martial artist, both dead. ” Wang Chao said casually.
Huo Ling'er nodded, and didn't ask much, today's Songtao Pavilion, she knew that she might also have a fierce battle.
After a few people had breakfast, Wang Chao received a reply letter from Shotokan, a major school of karate.
It is only a reply letter, not an invitation letter.
Because this invitation was sent out by Wang Chao on his own initiative, the other party responded, which is different from the initiative invitation of the preaching hall.
After receiving the reply letter, Wang Chao took the four of them to set off again, and after a full five-hour drive, they came to a small secluded dojo.
Different from the big formation made by the preaching hall, Wang Chao communicated with the Karate school of Songtaokan this time in a small dojo, which was very quiet, as if it was a silent exchange, and did not make a big noise.
"Although this dojo is small, it is a sparrow, although small, it has all the heart.
It was originally opened up by Yoshijin Funakoshi himself. ” Before coming to this small dojo, Huo Linger looked at the three big characters "Songtao Pavilion" on the plaque and introduced it to Wang Chao.
There were no people standing at the door of this small dojo, the door was wide open, and it was very quiet inside, as if there was no one.
But as soon as Wang Chao walked in, he saw a few martial artists sitting in the dojo chatting with calm and relaxed, but they seemed to be generous to death.
However, Wang Chao didn't notice these martial artists, but focused on the paintings hanging on the walls of the dojo On the walls of the entire dojo, hundreds of ink paintings were hung, all of which depicted a Chinese wearing a black coat, not tall, carrying a big gun, his hair tied up, and posing with various gun poses.
Wang Chao could see at a glance that these were the shelves of the Eight Great Guns.
This Chinese seems to be a figure in the Republic of China, and he is painted as awe-inspiring as a god, and the fierce and fierce spirit is revealed from the painting, shocking people's ears and eyes.
"Sharpshooter Li Shuwen" Wang Chao picked his eyes.
To be continued: