The first thousand nine hundred and sixty-one chapters of the boiling lake
All the foreign friends on the stage who loved Chinese Kung Fu suddenly heard this deafening cry. They all looked at the boiling crowd below the stage in shock. They immediately felt the infuriating energy coming in like a tide. They couldn't help but feel their feet. He took a few steps back.
At this time, these foreign friends truly felt what the real Kung Fu of China was. They truly felt the huge energy bursting out from these Chinese warriors.
Mu Hong's eyes were gleaming. He looked around at the crowd who were excited and shouting with their arms raised. He mentioned his skills and said loudly: "Yes. The essence of Chinese martial arts is still there. We still have the ability to resist external insults and protect our families. The Chinese Kung Fu of Weiguo."
He raised the two gleaming steel knives in his hands high. His gray hair was blown up by the infuriating energy. A fierce internal force suddenly emerged from his body. The training clothes on his body were swaying. There was a hunting sound in the true energy.
The few foreigners behind him suddenly took a few steps back due to the sudden influx of vitality. At this time, they suddenly understood what internal force was and understood why the long and narrow scimitar could be used as a waist knife. Cut out such a long crack.
As Mu Hong mentioned his inner strength, his voice suddenly became extremely high-pitched and powerful: "You see. The traces on it prove the supreme state of our Chinese Kung Fu; it proves that our Chinese Kung Fu, which has thousands of years of history, has not declined. This It is the pride of each of us martial arts practitioners. As long as we martial arts practitioners are still there and the Chinese Kung Fu is still there, no one will dare to act recklessly in our vast land of China. Those of us who master the Chinese Kung Fu .And we will never allow them to act recklessly."
Mu Hong's words were like a blazing flame, burning fiercely in the hearts of all the martial arts practitioners. All of them had their eyes wide open. Every cell in their bodies seemed to be burning. The solid muscles all over their bodies were well-trained. Already raised high.
The purpose of practicing martial arts is to protect the family and the country and to strengthen the body. This is a truth that every martial arts practitioner knows. But today, they saw with their own eyes that there are still such magical skills in Chinese Kung Fu. The invincible martial arts are still retained. The essence of learning. Everyone at the scene felt proud of being a Chinese martial arts practitioner. It was as if all the blood in their bodies was ignited by Mu Hong's passionate words. Everyone exuded an invincible aura. .
Mu Hong looked at the excited martial arts practitioners in the audience with relief. Then his face darkened, and he loudly said in a stern tone: "But this treasure of China that has been passed down for thousands of years is not used to fight and bully the people. And those who seek revenge for personal gain. These two martial arts masters with supreme kung fu just now have warned us with their actions. Every person who practices martial arts must possess martial ethics. People without martial virtue are not worthy of our Chinese Kung Fu. You are not worthy of practicing our Chinese Kung Fu."
When he said this, he slammed the two shining cold blades together with both hands. "Dang". A clear sound of metal collision resounded across the lake shore. It seemed to carry a fierce murderous aura.
All the martial arts practitioners in the audience trembled. Immediately afterwards, there was a cry from the audience: "Yes. People who have no martial ethics. People with martial arts are a scourge to society. Such people must give up martial arts." Yes. If you encounter someone who relies on martial arts to bully others for no reason, you must abandon martial arts. Chinese Kung Fu is for protecting the country. How can it be used to harm the people, so brave and ruthless?"...
There was a loud voice on the shore of the lake. Mu Hong took advantage of the magical kung fu displayed by the two martial arts seniors to bring up the topic of martial arts at the right time. He warned all martial arts practitioners to have martial ethics and let the younger generation who are learning Chinese Kung Fu know what it takes to It is the martial ethics of a martial artist.
At this time, the huge roar on the lakeshore also reached the top of the mountain on the side. In a low cave under a steep rock wall below the top of the mountain, there was a black figure holding a telescope in fear. He stared nervously at the bottom as if boiling. General lake shore. This person is Takahashi Jiro who escaped from the dense forest of Lingxiu Mountain opposite.
Just now, Takahashi Jiro was leaning against a low, dark cave to practice martial arts and heal his injuries. The old master on the lake bank threw out the scimitar from Xie Chao's waist. In one fell swoop, it hit the master Guan's waist with a huge metal collision sound. He broke out in a cold sweat because he thought the pursuers were around him.
He grabbed a grenade placed next to him, turned around and climbed to the entrance of the cave to look out. Only then did he realize that there was no one around. Instead, there was a dark figure standing in the lakeside martial arts conference venue.
He let out a long breath, turned around and looked around the entrance of the cave. After feeling safe, he gently put down the grenade in his hand, raised his telescope and looked down at the lake shore.
There was a lot of people shouting below. He could only faintly hear the sound near the top of the mountain. He had no idea what was being shouted below.
Just when Takahashi Jiro was about to put down the telescope in surprise, he suddenly noticed a figure at the foot of the mountain on the side. Then two figures walked out of a bamboo forest. The hairs all over his body stood up. He quickly moved the telescope and looked down. Time Not long. A local young man also emerged from the bamboo forest.
He held up the binoculars and looked down intently. The old man in black wearing local clothes and the young man following him caught his attention immediately.
Takahashi Jiro's heart immediately jumped wildly. The old man in local clothes and the young man behind him immediately reminded him of the smart disciples who were killed on the top of the mountain opposite. They were dressed exactly the same as this young man. And this young man's There seemed to be something dangling around his waist. He immediately became nervous: "Could it be that the people from Lingxiu Sect are chasing me here?"
He quickly pointed the telescope at the young man who finally walked out of the bamboo forest. He recognized the long thing on the young man's waist at a glance. It was the strange scimitar scabbard. The other man must be a member of the mysterious martial arts sect.
"Damn it. The other party is really chasing me. How did they know they would be hiding here?" His heart immediately started to beat wildly.
He quickly shrank his body into the dark cave to avoid being discovered by the people at the bottom of the mountain. Then he raised the telescope and prepared to continue observing the movement routes of the people at the bottom of the mountain. At this moment, his body shook violently. .Following that, a bone-chilling chill immediately emerged from the bottom of his heart. It spread throughout his body in an instant. His whole body shivered violently. The telescope in his hand fell to the entrance of the cave with a "click".
"Not good. The cold has struck again." Takahashi Jiro's face immediately turned pale. He didn't care to pick up the telescope at the entrance of the cave. He quickly struggled to shrink back into the dark cave. With his trembling left hand, he took out the white A small porcelain bottle. He quickly poured the two Fire Dragon Pills inside into his mouth.