Chapter 470 Martial Arts Tournament

Seeing this person, Zhang Jun narrowed his eyes. The other person had reached the Great Perfection of Gang Qi and was a master of Yuanjue level. Such a person is very terrifying, with strong fighting ability and strong mental power. He may have gathered his true power.

There are three levels of Bu Gang, namely outer gang, inner gang and divine gang. Generally speaking, only after reaching the ninth level of Immortal Gang can one go one step further and enter perfect enlightenment. In fact, there are many people who can gather the "Tao mind" and achieve perfect enlightenment by "proving the Tao".

Of course, the latter method has limited achievements, and it is difficult to go further. The difficulty of going further is still higher than that of the first method, so it can only be regarded as a trail. Entering the ninth level of the Immortal Gang and then attaining Enlightenment is the right and upright path.

The person in front of him is the Immortal Gang Ninth Level Yuanjue, who is a serious master of the Eight Classics. He is on par with Yang Tianyi's Saint Master back then, and they are both truly terrifying masters. Moreover, this person has not been initiated by the Holy Lord, but has reached the level based on his personal qualifications, which is very amazing.

Nangong Zi also arrived, sat on Zhang Jun's side, glanced at the man, and said, "He is the holy master of Yang Tianji. He is very powerful. You have to be careful."

Zhang Jun asked: "How does it compare to you?"

"It should be inferior to me, but it is very difficult for me to kill him." Nangong Zi said.

Zhang Jun ignored the holy master and took care of the entire venue. Many young people came to participate in the martial arts competition. There were more than 200 young people. They were all Hongmen elites and red stick thugs from various places.

He glanced at it and found that one of them was actually at the half-step level of holding pills. That person was sitting behind Yang Tianji. Could he be one of his?

After glancing at it, he said to Situ Xing: "Most of these players have dark energy, and there are only three who use it. However, there is one person who is half-step holding the pill. I don't know if Baxi can win."

Situ Xing said calmly: "If you are at the same level, Baxi has a greater chance of winning."

Zhang Jun nodded: "That's right. That move from the Flying Immortal is rarely blocked by opponents at the same level."

The tournament began soon, and the participants were divided into several groups and competed in elimination rounds. A battle of this level was not interesting to Zhang Jun, so he simply closed his eyes and rested.

The knockout rounds went very quickly, and by the afternoon, the top three in each group were selected, and the rest was round play, in which everyone had to play a game with other contestants, and then accumulated points.

Baxi lived up to expectations, going all the way and defeating the opponent by three strikes, five strikes and two additions. Finally, he met another half-step elixir master, and the two sides faced off on stage.

That person was also a young man, younger than Baxi. However, this person's eyes were extremely cold, giving him a carnivore-like temperament.

Baxi was very calm. He stared at the other person and secretly conveyed his inner strength without saying a word.

Yang Tianji on the stage frowned slightly and said, "Situ Xing's apprentice is indeed extraordinary. How confident is Junior Brother Xiaolong?"

That young man was actually the disciple of this holy master. The Holy Master glanced at it, his expression a little solemn: "It's hard to say, the number of five to five depends on the situation."

Yang Tianji said coldly: "Junior brother cannot be defeated! Holy Master, you can do it secretly."

"I understand." The Saint Master said calmly.

The two of them talked through sound transmission, but they could not hide it from Zhang Jun's eyes and ears. He snorted coldly and said to Nangong Zi: "Nangong, do me a favor, protect the child named Baxi, the saint. The master is going to take action against him."

Nangong Zi nodded: "Okay."

When the battle begins, the opponent strikes first and launches a series of fierce attacks. Baxi didn't fight hard and kept wandering around, draining the opponent's energy.

The two men were of equal strength and similar level, and even had the same temperament. It would be difficult to tell the winner in a short period of time. However, it can be seen that Baxi is more calm and uses tactics very cleverly. He is a rational person.

After a hundred moves, the opponent finally showed a flaw. Baxi suddenly burst into flames and flew into the air. He finally used his killer move, Flying Immortal from Heaven!

Immediately, the young man felt murderous intent permeating the air. His mind was shaken and he could not control himself.

"not good!"

The Holy Master was startled and immediately used his spiritual power to interfere with Baxi. However, Nangong Zi also launched an attack, his consciousness swept over and collided with the opponent's.

Silently, a wave of powerful spiritual power spread out, making the nearby audience jump and feel a little uneasy.

The Saint Master's expression changed and he stared at Nangong Zi fiercely. He had no time to stop him. The latter's expression was indifferent, and there was even a flash of murderous intent in his eyes.

But at this time, Baxi had already succeeded, and pointed like a sword, stabbing the opponent in the chest. The young man groaned and fell to the ground in a faint.

Later, the host announced that Baxi won the first place. As expected, Baxi was quickly taken away, and a mysterious figure had a conversation with him.

Not long after, he came back with a complicated expression and reported the situation to Situ Xing: "Master, they want me to join a secret sect."

Of course Situ Xing knew what was going on. He patted Baxi on the shoulder and said warmly: "Go ahead and practice well when you get there. Don't worry about anything else."

"Yes." Bashi replied, letting out a long sigh of relief. If the master is not willing, of course he will not join that sect.

After the martial arts tournament ended, contrary to Zhang Jun's expectation, Yang Tianji and the holy master disappeared quickly. He probably saw that Nangong Zi was powerful and had little chance of winning, so he left early.

On the same day, Baxi was taken away, and Situ Xing also went to the northwest to meet Hua Buyi to find a way to break through.

Zhang Jun still wants to stay in Hong Kong for a while. On the one hand, he, a great gentleman, has to continue to help people solve their problems. On the other hand, the auction conference is not over yet. He has to wait until the auction is over before leaving.

At the same time, Wenzhou and others had completely controlled the underground forces in the Northeast and began to consolidate their forces and prepare to attack the powerful forces in the north. The powerful north, sandwiched between the northwest and the northeast, will be attacked from both sides.

The northern hero's real name is Jiang Guangyao, and he is a mixed race. His father was a Northern Russian, and his mother died giving birth to him. He was raised by prairie people, so he had a bold personality and acted resolutely.

Jiang Guangyao was able to become a powerful man in the north not because of luck, but because of his means and strength. His life is full of legend. He went to university, worked as a businessman and official, and had a wide range of contacts.

Now Jiang Guangyao is sixty years old. After decades of hard work, his power is unmatched in the North. He has a very good relationship with the Russians, and the Russian president once personally met with him in private.

He has close relations with all the tribes in the grasslands and is collectively called the Grand Commander by all the tribes, with boundless authority. And his other identity is even more extraordinary. He is a general in Outer Mongolia, holding military power.

Not only that, he is engaged in business activities and mineral development. Of course, his foundation is a group of brothers who can fight and kill, with a total number of up to 100,000, spread across the north.

However, the Northern Powerhouse knows in his heart that he is able to achieve what he has achieved today because the big boss above is supporting him. But things are different now. Even the big boss is under investigation, and he is inevitably restless.

In recent weeks, he has been looking for a way out. He is not afraid of the current situation. The worst he can do is go to Outer Mongolia or Russia to establish a foothold. Jiang Guangyao will be able to thrive anywhere.

In the huge living room, Jiang Guangyao sat on a high seat. Below him were his thugs, military advisors, and many core brothers who were capable of killing and fighting.

He looked around at everyone and finally said: "Brothers, the current situation in the country is very unfavorable to us. The tiger in the northeast was slaughtered and the wolf in the northwest was killed long ago. I feel chills on my spine every day. It always feels like the next person is me.”

A military advisor stood up and said: "Brother's worries are very reasonable. Now there are new kings in the Northeast and Northwest, and they seem to have the backing of big bosses. There are recent signs that these two families want to encircle us. .”

"The most important thing is that the big boss who supported us has collapsed, and we can no longer stay in the north. Compared with the King of the Central Plains and others, we have an advantage and can move to Outer Mongolia or Northern Russia," the military advisor said.

Jiang Guangyao nodded: "The military advisor is right. That's why I came to you today to discuss the transfer of property and business. We have been rooted here for decades. It cannot be said that we can transfer. It will take at least half a year."

Then, with a cold look in his eyes, he asked in a deep voice: "Can brothers be able to withstand the enemy's attack within half a year?"

"Yes!" Everyone roared, full of blood.

Jiang Guangyao nodded with satisfaction: "Very good, as long as the brothers unite as one, no one can do anything to us!"

In the largest city in the North, Xiashui Nei, Shen Rong is directing the operation to encircle and suppress the evil forces in the north. Because she had experienced conducting once, she was more skilled this time and commanded with determination.

Since holding the pill, her courage and wisdom have grown a lot. If her previous achievements were due to Zhang Jun, then she is now able to stand alone.

She has many masters under her command. These are the top masters assigned to her by the country, the real elites of the country. The investigation headed by the director above is still ongoing, and the actions below must be synchronized so that those forces can be completely eliminated.

Currently, she can mobilize tens of thousands of police and military personnel. Her plan is similar to the Northeast operation, first eliminate the big and small bosses, destroy their chain of command, and then launch a comprehensive attack.

"Okay, take action!"

She gave the order, everyone rushed out of the headquarters, and the operation began. Suddenly, a large spread was spread out, and the hunt for the powerful northerners officially began.

Jiang Guangyao was still talking about boosting morale from above. Suddenly, the door was knocked open with a bang, and a group of people in police uniforms rushed in. They had never seen this kind of police uniform before. It was a newly designed uniform by the CIA.

"You have been surrounded. Surrender immediately, otherwise you will be shot!" Shen Rong walked in the front and said coldly.

Jiang Guangyao remained calm and said loudly: "I am a general of Mongolia, you have no right to arrest me!" Then he waved his hand, and two figures pounced on Shen Rong, both of them were masters.

The two people who rushed towards them had Gang Qi bursting out from their bodies, and they were considered to be Bu Gang level masters.

Shen Rong snorted coldly and shouted: "Go, kill them!"

Two puppets behind her rushed over. These two puppets were given to her by Zhang Jun. They were both Yuanjue masters at the ninth level of Immortal Gang, and they were powerful.

"boom!"

Immortal Gang surged wildly, and Jiang Guangyao's two cloth gang masters were torn in half in mid-air, with their internal organs and blood falling to the ground. The two puppets continued to move forward with indifferent expressions, approaching the northern tycoon.