Chapter 271: Beheading Plan

Hearing that Zhang Jun is a member of Longzimen, Meng Han was greatly surprised: "He is actually a friend of Longzimen, and he has admired the name of Longzimen for a long time!"

Whether it is Longzimen or Yizimen, they all belong to Zimenquan. This boxing is named after characters, such as Longziquan, Dianziquan, Yiziquan, and Fengziquan. The meaning of the words is used to describe the true meaning of boxing, and there are many scattered branches.

Longzimen practiced Longziquan, and Yizimen practiced Yiziquan, both of which produced many masters. For example, Meng Han in front of him is at the level of dark energy, and Yun Chao behind him is also at the peak of bright energy.

He said "I have admired you for a long time", but Meng Han didn't show much respect on his face. Longzimen has never produced a great master, let alone a great reputation.

The young man named Yun Chao was different from Meng Han, there was no smile on his face, but a cold face. Even when he greeted Zhang Jun, he just nodded slightly, as if everyone in the world owed him money.

Of course Zhang Jun didn't have the same knowledge as this kind of people, he still laughed and chatted with Meng Han. After walking for a while, the three of them jumped onto the bamboo cuttings and headed towards Yuchanping.

When he saw Yuchanping, Yun Chao suddenly smiled coldly, and said proudly: "Let the martial arts friends know that there is me, Yun Chao!"

Zhang Jun shook his head slightly. There is always a lot of egomaniacs in this world. If you practice a little bit of kung fu, you will think that the world is invincible, and you can go anywhere in the world, but you don't know that there are heavens and people outside the sky, and their level is nothing compared to the masters.

The plump ears of wheat always hang their heads down, while those with empty shells stand tall, and Yunchao obviously belongs to the latter.

Meng Han smiled "haha", patted Yun Chao on the shoulder, and said, "Junior brother, don't underestimate your fellow martial artists, there are some masters among them. Be careful when you strike later."

Yun Chao said contemptuously: "Brother, I have worked hard for fifteen years, and I still have this little confidence."

The bamboo felling stopped at the foot of the mountain, and several people boarded the water bank and walked towards Yuchanping. There is a stone ladder on the shore, and several big men stand on both sides of the stone ladder, carefully checking whether the climbers have invitation cards, and those who do not have invitation cards are not allowed to go up the mountain, and many tourists are turned back.

Zhang Jun had Hong Dabao's note, and he went up the stone steps smoothly, and it didn't take long before he boarded Yuchanping. There were already many people walking back and forth on the ping, most of them were martial artists who came to check the environment.

They were all mixed up on the ground in Xijiang. Many of these people knew each other, and they gathered in small groups to chat. As soon as Meng Han came up, he met acquaintances. He greeted Zhang Jun first, and then rushed over to catch up with the old friends.

Among the crowd, two middle-aged men talked in low voices. Although Zhang Jun was far away, he could hear clearly.

"Brother Zhu, with the help of the so-called martial arts conference, does the Fang family want to kill us all?" One person said coldly, "Even if there is a bloody Maitreya in charge, everyone is a bloody man, not just anyone can give orders. of."

Another person smiled wryly and said, "Brother Ning, it seems that your news is not well-informed. It is true that the Fang family wants to use the martial arts conference to control the martial arts people, but the most important thing is that the bloody Maitreya will be the leader of the Xijiang martial arts."

"Martial arts leader? Are you kidding me!" Brother Ning looked surprised, "Even the bloody Maitreya doesn't have the qualifications?"

Brother Zhu nodded: "Bloody Hand Maitreya is indeed not qualified. After all, Xijiang is not the only master of alchemy. But if someone is willing to support him, it is not impossible."

"You mean the Fang family?"

"Not only the Fang family, but even the Bloody Hand Hall is his backstage." Having said that, he lowered his voice, "You should know the background of the Bloody Hand Hall, right?"

Brother Ning's face changed drastically, and he nodded slowly: "Yes, there is a giant existence behind the Bloody Hand Hall, if it really gets its support, Bloody Hand Maitreya can indeed become the leader of Xijiang Wulin, no one dares be opposed to."

Brother Zhu: "After he becomes a leader, he is qualified to order us to do things for him. Who dares to resist? Who is the public enemy of the entire Xijiang martial arts!"

Speaking of this, Brother Zhu and Brother Ning looked at each other and sighed, looking very helpless.

Zhang Jun was secretly startled, the bloody Maitreya actually played the trick of the martial arts leader, how arrogant! But think about it, with the financial support of the Fang family and the military support of the Xueshoutang, no one dared to contend with it.

"Blood-handed Maitreya is the tyrant of Xijiang. If I don't get rid of him, it will be difficult to achieve the purpose of my trip. But he is a master of alchemy, and I may not be able to kill him." Thinking of this, he couldn't help feeling a little anxious.

In terms of strength, he has already half-strengthed the alchemy, coupled with his strong physique and the true strength of the dragon and tiger, I believe he will not be weaker than the bloody Maitreya, but I am afraid that the chance of killing the opponent is not great, unless it is a game that hurts both sides.

Wandering around Yuchanping again, eavesdropping on the conversations of the people, and deepening their understanding of this martial arts conference, a plan gradually formed in their minds.

Just as he was about to leave, he heard a scream. That Yizimen Yun Chao got into a conflict with a certain young man for some reason, and was knocked down to the ground with a palm. He was seriously injured and blood spurted wildly. At this moment, his defiant look disappeared, replaced by humiliation and loss.

Zhang Jun was not interested in this, so he turned around decisively and walked away. He still had important things to do. When leaving Yuchanping, the road guard gave him a card and told him that he could stay in any hotel in Longhu Mountain for free with this card.

There is also a phone number on the card, which he can call for help with anything.

Zhang Jun didn't use this card, he went back to the hotel he booked before after lunch. After careful consideration, he took out his laptop and logged into the platform of the gods, and posted a message in the name of the leader.

His request was that if Maitreya, the bloody hand, was seriously injured at tomorrow's martial arts conference, a reward of 100 contribution points would be offered. One hundred contribution is one or two hundred million US dollars. This is not a small amount, and I believe some people will be tempted.

It took more than an hour for someone to take over the task. The other party was code-named Guixianren, and he sent a message: I took the job, how to do it?

Zhang Jun: We will meet at Longhu Mountain at eight o'clock tomorrow morning, and I will tell you then.

Opponent: Good!

After negotiating the deal, Zhang Jun observed online for a while. He was worried that someone would use the platform of the gods to oppose him. Fortunately, no one came out to disrupt his plan until the early morning, and everything went smoothly.

The next day, Zhang Jun applied ### on his face for a while, and then used the internal energy to bulge and contract the muscles and skin. After a few minutes, he turned into another look, with a round face, a snub nose, and big eyes, which was completely different from what he had been before.

He has a lot to do today, and he doesn't want to expose his identity as Fugui, otherwise he will be in trouble.

At eight o'clock, a tall and thin middle-aged man entered the hotel and knocked on Zhang Jun's door.

The door opened, the two looked at each other, and Zhang Jun invited him into the room.

"My friend is from Xijiang?" Zhang Jun asked. He could see that the other party had also changed his appearance, which was not his original appearance at all.

"It's not important, you just need to tell me what to do." The other party's tone was cold.

Zhang Jun: "It's very simple. At the martial arts conference, you will find an opportunity to challenge the bloody Maitreya, and you must seriously injure him. Since you dare to come, you must have the ability?""

Middle-aged man: "We are equal in strength, but if you hurt him, I will get hurt too."

"Injury is enough, I will do the rest." Zhang Jun said, "After the matter is done, I can additionally heal your injury."

The other party's eyes lit up: "Do you know medical skills?"

Zhang Jun said indifferently: "Learning some medical skills from Taoist Tianchi is enough to cure you."

The middle-aged man nodded slowly: "No wonder! It turns out that you have the inheritance of Taoist Tian Chi. Well, then I don't have to worry about the future, and I can do it with all my strength!"

Since then, the two sides have never asked each other for information, and they don't want to expose too much. This is just a win-win cooperation.

After agreeing on the plan, Zhang Jun rushed to Yuchanping first. At this moment, the ground was filled with seats, and there were hundreds of people sitting there.

Looking around, Zhang Jun found that most of these people were Ming Jin, and less than one-fifth of them were masters of An Jin. As for Huajin masters, there are even fewer, he only found five of them, and none of Danjin masters.

These people are obviously not all the martial arts people in Xijiang, and some of them must have been absent from today's Xijiang martial arts conference. And those who dare to be absent must have good strength, at least not afraid of the bloody Maitreya.

Zhang Jun found an inconspicuous seat at the back and sat down. Not long after, he saw a group of fierce Lianjiazi entering the venue. They scattered around the venue, faintly surrounding everyone.

The number of these people is about twenty, they are very powerful, and most of them are dark energy masters. Not long after they appeared, a few more people climbed the mountain. One of them walked like a dragon. As soon as he came out, he immediately became the focus of everyone's attention.

This man is fat and fat, with a smile on his face like Maitreya, it is Maitreya who Zhang Jun has been waiting for for a long time. On his left is a middle-aged man, very thin, with a smile on his face.

Zhang Jun had investigated Fang's family, and recognized this person as Fang Mingxuan, the eldest son of the head of the Fang family, Fang Zhonglou, who was himself a figure at the dark energy level.

"It seems that people from the Fang family and Blood Hand Hall have arrived. I wonder if there are any other masters?" Thinking of this, Zhang Jun observed everyone carefully. Fortunately, apart from Maitreya the Bloody Hand, there was no alchemy master on the scene.

Ten minutes later, Fang Mingxuan stepped onto the high platform and said loudly: "My fellow martial artists, I am Fang Mingxuan, and on behalf of the Fang family, I would like to thank you all for participating in this conference!"

The arena was quiet and no one applauded. They didn't come here voluntarily, but they were forced to participate because they didn't want to offend Maitreya the Bloody Hand.

Fang Mingxuan looked sad, and continued: "You are all powerful figures in the martial arts. It's a pity that the times have changed, no matter how high your martial arts are, you can't beat a pistol, which has caused the status of martial artists to go from bad to worse. I kept thinking about it when I was heartbroken. How can we improve the status of warriors?"

"After thinking for a long time, I finally found that the biggest reason why the status of warriors has been reduced is that we have not formed a strong interest group. All of you here are not only martial arts masters, but also leaders in various industries. Some of you do Glasses, some open mines, some open martial arts halls, involving all walks of life, and they are all doing very well. If we all unite, we will form a huge body of interests! To build a world of warriors, there will be no People dare to underestimate warriors!"