It is no exaggeration to say that if you talk about your influence in Bigang City, Xu Dezhao believes that he is second, but no one dares to be the first.

As for the Tongbei Sect, as the name suggests, it is a sect with Tongbei Fist as its core inheritance. It has a history of more than 300 years and has produced several grand masters of the Danjin level, which are expected to be among the hidden sects.

However, a hundred years ago, the Tongbei faction supported the failed party in the Yanhuang civil strife.

That wrong bet eventually resulted in a serious injury to the Tongbei Sect's vitality, and the elite inside the sect were completely lost. Even the only Grand Master of Danjin died in the war.

Since then, the Tongbei faction has been in a slump and has to move from the Central Plains to the southernmost Bigang City, and can no longer restore its former glory.

As the core inheritance of the Tongbei School, Tongbeiquan is very famous in the Yanhuang martial arts world. It is ranked alongside Bajiquan, Xingyiquan, Taichiquan, Mantis Boxing, etc., and is one of the most widely spread and most schools of boxing techniques.

The core essence of Tongbei Fist is the following twenty words: cold, brittle, fast and hard, heavy, long and flexible, heavy, fierce, light and sharp, and shaking, and sticking to the emptiness.

Like other boxing techniques, if you want to practice Tongbang boxing well, you must first practice the boxing posture. If the frame is completed, the strength will arise.

Xu Dezhao is thin and has long limbs, which is the sign of practicing Tongbei Fist to the depths.

After everyone left, Xu Dezhao sent a voice to ask Xin Shiping: "I heard that a great master of Danjin died on Heshan. Is it true?"

Xin Shiping remained silent, neither nodding nor shook his head.

But Xu Dezhao understood immediately.

Sometimes, not denying means default.

Xu Dezhao was in a state of excitement and almost lost his composure on the spot. Fortunately, he was running his internal breath in time and could barely maintain his instrument.

"What a pity, hateful!"

Xu Dezhao was half shocked and half regretful.

Why is it a pity?

Every great master of Danjin is a dragon among humans. He has a long lifespan and terrifying strength. He died quietly like this. Isn’t that a pity?

Why hateful?

He was trapped at the peak of Huajin for many years and was unable to break through the bottleneck. He entered the Danjin and accidentally missed the shocking showdown between two great masters of Danjin. Isn’t it hateful?

However, things have happened, and even if Xu Dezhao regrets it, it will be useless.

He let out a long sigh, calmed down all his emotions, nodded to Xin Shiping, and walked outside expressionlessly.

Xin Shiping watched Xu Dezhao leave and suddenly sighed silently.

How many years have he not felt this kind of powerless and helpless feeling since he stepped into the transformation?

"A mountain is higher than a mountain. If you have strong strength, you will have strong hands."

Xin Shiping looked down at his palm, his eyes showing bitterness and loss: "I really want to see the scenery above Huajin..."

However, Xin Shiping's feelings did not last long. He quickly adjusted his mood and walked out of the living room with his hands behind his back.

Xin Shiping had just left the door, but he almost ran into a young man running in the corridor.

The young man was tall, handsome, with bright and vivid eyes, and his thick black sword eyebrows flew into his temples. He was simply the dream lover of countless girls.

Seeing that he was about to hit Xin Shiping, the young man stopped and said embarrassedly: "I'm sorry, master, I didn't see you."

"You, I want me to remind you many times, be more mature and more steady, you are not young anymore, why are you still as frizzy as a child?" Xin Shiping frowned with sparse eyebrows and criticized.

The young man smiled and cared about it

Shrugged his shoulders.

He and Xin Shiping were called masters and apprentices, but their relationship was deeper than that of father and son. Although he was educated by Xin Shiping every few days because of his impetuous and impulsive personality, he had long been used to it.

When Xin Shiping saw the young man treating his words as wind in his ears, he couldn't help but feel angry. He raised his hand and slapped the young man with a "pop" and slapped the young man's head: "You are still laughing. If you continue like this, you will suffer a great loss sooner or later."

"Yes, yes, yes, master, you have taught me the right lesson, and the disciple has received the teachings."

The young man quickly took two steps back, rubbed his head hard, and said a little aggrievedly: "There is news from the General League. Am I in a hurry to report to you? You don't ask......"

"What news?" Xin Shiping interrupted the young man's complaint and asked with a stern face.

"The General League sent a fax."

The young man swallowed the second half of the sentence back into his stomach, raised his other hand, holding a piece of paper in his hand.

"Don't say it earlier."

Xin Shiping glared at the young man, snatched the paper, and looked at it carefully.

There are not many contents on the paper, only a few hundred words, but the more Xin Shiping looks, the more serious his expression becomes.

The meaning of the General Alliance is very simple, which is to deal with the matter in Heshan as soon as possible, reduce the impact on ordinary people, and at the same time find out the truth and give the public an explanation.

After all, Heshan is a tourist destination named for a distance, but it is now blocked by the Wumeng and the police. Carrying bodies down the mountain can not attract attention.

"It's not good to choose which place to choose Heshan."

Xin Shiping held his forehead with his hands and felt that he had a few more white hairs.

"Master, the attitude of the General League is very interesting." The young man quietly approached and whispered.

Xin Shiping put down the document and squinted his eyes at the young man: "Hmm?"

"In this fax, the General League has no intention of holding the responsibility from beginning to end, but just let us find out the truth and give the public an explanation."

The young man speculated: "The Hundred Ghost Sect has a bad reputation and has long been on the blacklist of the Martial Alliance. The Gods and the Twelve Palaces are even criminal organizations abroad. The three parties have dogs bite dogs, and the Alliance may be happy to see such a result."

After listening to the young man's story, Xin Shiping felt thoughtful.

He had to admit that his apprentice was indeed a good player in politics, and it was a pity to understand people's hearts and not develop into politics.

And this is exactly why he brought the other party with him.

"We will remain calm and wait for the police investigation report."

Xin Shiping made a decision and rubbed it casually. The fax paper immediately turned into powder and fell down the gap between his fingers.

The same moment.

Xiawan District, Bigang City Police Department.

Director Lu had a dark face and sat on the boss's chair and pondered alone.

In order to investigate the truth about the Battle of Heshan and deal with the media and the public's doubts, he had not closed his eyes all night, and two big blisters appeared on the corners of his mouth.

There are thirty-six corpses on Heshan, of which 16 are members of the Hundred Ghost Sect wearing black clothes and ghost faces, including the sect leader Xue Xuanyuan, as well as the two elders Fang Jinglei and Li Xingtian. The remaining twenty are all genetically modified by the Gods Society.

But the actual number of deaths is definitely more than that, because no corpse of members of the twelve palaces was found.

Whether it is the Hundred Ghost Gate, the Twelve Palaces and the Gods Association, for ordinary people, they are all giants hidden under the shadows.
Chapter completed!