Chapter 273 Xijiang Martial Arts Leader

Thinking of this, he had a bold plan in mind###, so he smiled "hehe", Fang Mingxuan cupped his hands and said: "Mr. Fang, you need to make up your mind about the establishment of the martial arts alliance."

This sentence was heard by Fang Mingxuan, and he regarded it as a signal of goodwill. He was overjoyed and said to everyone: "The leader has been selected, but the rest of the people have to discuss their ranks and choose the leader assistant from among them."

After speaking, he nodded to the person next to him. This person is a master of Huajin, he walked up to the stage, and said in a deep voice: "Fist and feet have no eyes, please stop here, all martial arts friends, don't hurt your temper."

Everyone competed in martial arts, while Zhang Jun and Fang Mingxuan temporarily left Yuchanping. After going down the mountain, the two boarded a large bamboo boat. Standing on the bamboo cutting board, Fang Mingxuan stared at Zhang Jun coldly, and said, "My friend, you ruined our Fang family's important affairs!"

Zhang Jun: "For the martial arts conference, all friends on Xijiang Road can participate. I regret the death of the bloody Maitreya, but it is because his skills are not as good as others."

"Who was the one who made the move before?" He asked coldly, "Did you guys have plans long ago?"

Zhang Jun smiled and said: "Soldiers never tire of cheating, it's only because of Maitreya's carelessness. That person is a friend of mine, don't worry, he won't interfere in the martial arts conference anymore."

Fang Mingxuan was secretly startled, this "Hong Dabao" was obviously a master of holding alchemy, and the one who made the first shot suddenly appeared two alchemy figures, that bloody Maitreya was really careless!

He pondered for a long time, and said in a deep voice: "Electing the leader of the martial arts alliance and establishing the martial arts alliance is the decision of our Fang family, and it is also the meaning of Xueshoutang. If others want to pick peaches, they will only die!"

Zhang Jun said indifferently: "I understand this point, so what I want to do is not to pick peaches, but to take the place of the bloody hand Maitreya. The bloody hand is too old, he is no longer suitable for this job, I am more suitable than him."

Fang Mingxuan was secretly happy, but he also doubted Zhang Jun more and more in his heart. Did this person really come for the identity of the martial arts leader? Or, does he have another purpose?

Thinking sharply, he showed a sincere smile on his face and said, "If that's the case, the Fang family can indeed cooperate with you." Then he paused, "We will meet at Zhuangyuan Building in Nanzhang City in three days."

Zhang Jun knew that Fang Mingxuan would handle the rest of the martial arts conference by himself and would not let outsiders intervene. He didn't care too much, he was the "lord of martial arts" only in name, without the support of the Fang family and Xueshoutang, he could only play with himself.

"Okay, I'll see you in three days." After Zhang Jun finished speaking, he put his body on the bamboo felling, then lightly crossed a distance of more than ten meters, landed on the river bank, and strode away.

After watching Zhang Jun leave, Fang Mingxuan immediately dialed a phone number: "Senior Killing, things have changed..."

Zhang Jun walked around Longhu Mountain and felt that no one was following him, so he went to the pre-appointed place to meet the Baodan master.

In an ordinary small hotel, a tall and thin man sat on the head of the bed with a pale face, bloodstains all over his chest and clothes. Seeing Zhang Jun come in, he asked lightly: "Successful?"

Zhang Jun nodded, then sat down slowly, and said, "I broke three ribs and my liver was shattered, but it's not serious."

The tall and thin man smiled wryly: "You are in better condition than me. My liver, spleen and kidneys have been ruptured, my intestines have been broken, and seven ribs have been broken. The loss outweighs the gain!"

Zhang Jundao: "It seems that my friend worked very hard. If you hadn't paid such a high price to injure Maitreya's internal organs, I wouldn't be able to win."

The tall and thin man looked at Zhang Jun and asked, "My injury is so serious, can you heal it?"

"Yes." Zhang Jun nodded, "But I have to recover from my injury first, so you bear with it."

The tall and thin man said, "Thank you, you can call me Mo San."

"Mo San?" Zhang Jun's heart twitched, recalling his previous mannerisms, and said, "I heard that the Mo family has been secretly passed down for thousands of years. Are you the heir of the Mo family?"

Zhang Jun heard about the Mo family from Ge Xiaoxian. The inheritance of Mohism began in the Warring States Period. It is known for its strict discipline. It is more like a religion, so it has extremely high requirements for inheritors. Therefore, although the number of inheritors has always been small, they are all elites.

Mo San didn't expect Zhang Jun to be able to tell the truth, he was very surprised: "My Mo family's inheritance is secret, I didn't expect you to know it."

"It is very rare for the Mohist school to be passed down to this day. Today, I have the invincible bearing of the benevolent in your moves, and I have already thought of the Mohist school. No one else has this kind of spirit."

"The Mohist martial art emphasizes the spirit first. After the spirit is sublimated, the body will naturally become stronger." Mo San said seriously.

Zhang Jun asked: "Brother Mo's participation in this matter is probably not just for the two hundred contribution points?"

"Forgive me, but you can guess." After speaking, Mo San closed his eyes and meditated.

Zhang Jun made himself feel bored, so he also secretly used the golden light of the Buddha's eye to repair the injury. When it got dark, he had recovered from his injuries and stood up.

Mo San immediately opened his eyes and asked, "The injury healed so quickly?"

Zhang Jun said: "It hasn't fully recovered, but it can already heal Brother Mo's injury." Then he ordered him to turn his back and relax the blood in his body.

Mo San followed suit very cooperatively. When Zhang Jun used Yiyang to point at his acupuncture points, his eyes lit up immediately, and he said, "Yiyang's name is well-deserved!"

Zhang Jun said indifferently: "If you don't want the treatment to go wrong, you'd better keep your mouth shut."

Sure enough, Mo San shut his mouth obediently, he relaxed his mind, and then looked inside his body to observe how Zhang Jun healed his body, so as to see through the mystery.

Zhang Jun's Yiyang finger has reached the fourth rank, while the original Tianchi Taoist was a third rank and one Yang finger, there is a big gap between the two. However, he can use the golden light of the Buddha's eyes to heal his wounds, and the effect is actually better than that of the heavenly eater.

Mo San felt a force of vitality enter his body, he opened his eyes suddenly, and said in surprise: "One product and one yang finger? Impossible!"

Zhang Jun calmly said: "Don't get excited, the first rank is the supernatural power level, how can I achieve it?"

"No! I clearly feel a burst of vitality entering my body." Hei San is a master of Bao Dan, with keen senses and is very sure of his judgment.

After one yang finger reaches the extreme, it can condense vitality, but that is the supernatural effect only when one yang finger reaches the first rank, the level of supernatural power.

Zhang Jundao: "That's the effect of the medicine. In order to heal your injuries, I even used the secret recipe I have treasured."

Only then did Mo San suddenly realize, and said, "No wonder! Thank you, Brother Hong."

"My surname is not Hong." Zhang Jun said, "As for my surname, you don't need to know."

Mo San was not angry, just smiled, closed his eyes and continued to receive healing.

Two hours later, Zhang Jun accepted his work and said, "Have a good night's rest, and you can recover tomorrow."

There was nothing to say all night, and Mo San left early the next day, leaving a phone number when he left. Zhang Jun memorized the number in his heart, and then shredded the note into shreds.

Today, the martial arts competition is still going on on Yuchanping, and it seems that this martial arts competition will last for a few days before rankings can be made. This matter was presided over by Fang Mingxuan, so Zhang Jun didn't bother about it anymore, and he wanted to return to Nanzhang directly.

Walking out of Longhu Mountain and getting into the car, he felt that someone was following him secretly. Don't think too much, these people must have been sent by Fang Mingxuan to find out his background.

He remained calm, waited until the car drove halfway and suddenly got out of the car, and then stared at the car away. The people who followed him in the car didn't dare to get down, otherwise they would be exposed. They didn't dare to follow a Dan Jin master openly.

This place is only a few tens of kilometers away from Nanzhang City, so he sprinted away from another road so that no one could continue to follow him.

He returned to Nanzhang in the morning, and the first thing he did was to get in touch with x.

The phone was connected, and x asked: "What's the matter?"

Zhang Jun: "I need an identity."

"You run the National Security Bureau? You are no longer a member of the X brigade." X said coldly.

But Zhang Jun knew that the other party's ulterior motives were not about drinking, so he must have something to ask for, so he simply said: "Okay, I will still accept the mission of the x brigade, how about it?"

Only then was x satisfied, and said: "Then pass on your information, and it will be done within two hours."

Zhang Jun was very contemptuous and asked, "What do you have to use me for?"

"Several brothers from Team X were seriously injured. If you are willing to take action, you can save them a lot of pain." X said.

Zhang Jun was taken aback: "Who can hurt the members of Team X?"

"A group of monsters." X's voice sounded annoyed, "Have you heard of the werewolves in the West?"

Zhang Jun was taken aback: "Is there really a werewolf in the world?"

"I don't know if there are werewolves in the world, but these monsters are a combination of human and wolf genes. This was done by the Americans. They released dozens of werewolves in the forests of southern my country to give local mountain people Huge damage was done, and the number of casualties now exceeds 500."

Zhang Jun was taken aback: "So many? Why didn't you just send troops there?"

"The genes of these werewolves have been screened and optimized, and their combat effectiveness is terrifying. Moreover, their brains are controlled by biochips, so they are all masters of martial arts, and they are extremely difficult to deal with. Ordinary police forces have no way to complete the task. In addition, the vast area of ​​​​Southern Xinjiang It is not suitable for large-scale pursuits, so only our x brigade is involved. So far, we have sacrificed 23 brothers, most of whom are members of the violent team b and c." x said in a serious tone.

Zhang Jun frowned: "Why did the United States do this?"

"They used the local area as an experimental site to test the combat effectiveness of werewolves. It's just that we can't find any evidence, so we can't take counterattacks, let alone expose this matter, otherwise it will cause panic among the local people."

After Zhang Jun listened, he said in a deep voice, "x, I'm going to southern Xinjiang."

X was silent for a moment, and said: "You are not a member of brigade X, so there is absolutely no need to take risks."

"But I am a citizen of this country. Master once said that with great power comes great responsibility. I think it is necessary for me to go there myself." Zhang Jun said indifferently, "Those injured people must still be in southern Xinjiang. I can help them along the way."