Chapter 704 The Conference Begins

Yang Tianji glanced at the six people and said, "Tomorrow's martial arts conference, you will follow the plan." Then he looked at Liu Yang, "You find a way to lure Xiao Longnu away."

Liu Yang nodded, "No problem. Now that Your Highness has stepped into the half-step magical power, killing Zhang Jun is not a problem, but be careful of the magic weapon in his hand. Zhang Jun has a sword ball in his hand, once it is activated, it will be extremely powerful."

Yang Tianji sneered, he took out a wooden sword box, which was extremely ancient in style. After opening it, there was an ancient pine-patterned sword inside, the blade was simple and black.

"This Ruyi Sword is a magic weapon handed down from the Yang family. I use my Ruyi magic to drive it. I am not afraid even when facing people in the Return to Truth Realm. What is a Zhang Jun? I also know that the sword pill is a relic of the ancient Shushan sword cultivator. He can't activate it at all. Even if Xiaolongnu activates the sword pill, she will be exhausted. She will never use it easily." Liu Yang was moved and stared at the Ruyi Sword and said: "It is said that the Holy Lord's magic power was comprehended from this Ruyi Sword. It can be seen that its power must be very strong. This time Zhang Jun will definitely die." Yang Tianji's eyes fell on the six gods. On the indifferent person, he said: "You six are the Holy Lord's personal guards, powerful ninth-level gods, I hope you won't let me down."

A ninth-level god said indifferently: "Your Highness, leave the three blood clans around Zhang Jun to us."

Yang Tianji nodded with satisfaction: "Very good! Zhang Jun relies on Xiaolongnu and the three dukes. As long as he can hold these three people, he will not be afraid."

The next day, the martial arts conference was finally held as scheduled. Martial arts heroes from all over the country, representatives of hundreds of forces large and small gathered here, and it looked dark from a distance. Everyone basically sat near the tent, drinking tea and chatting in groups of three or five.

Among these people, seven people stood far away in one place, looking very unsociable. If someone heard their conversation, they would find that they were all Japanese. These seven people were all extraordinary. They were uninvited guests who came uninvited and had ulterior motives.

The seven Japanese were led by the man in the middle. This man was in his forties and not tall, about 1.6 meters. He looked very thin, with a pair of cold and gloomy eyes, calmly scanning the martial artists on the field.

He snorted heavily and said to the people around him: "The Chinese really disappoint me. Looking around, there is actually no one who is my enemy."

The six followers behind this person were all young people. One of them said respectfully: "Teacher is a peerless figure who has half a foot in the holy realm. He is also first-class in Shintoism. These fragile Chinese are naturally not opponents. They are not qualified to compare with the teacher at all."

The middle-aged man smiled slightly: "After today, the Chinese will know my name Abe Huiteng!"

One of his students said proudly: "When the man named Zhang Jun becomes the leader of the martial arts world, the teacher will kill him with a sword, and then he can become the leader of the Chinese martial arts world."

The middle-aged man laughed "haha", attracting some martial artists nearby to look at him sideways, thinking that this guy is crazy?

At nine o'clock in the morning, everyone had already eaten. Zhang Jun changed into the training clothes that he rarely wore and appeared on the high platform. The heroes had gathered in the audience, and their expressions were different. Some admired him, some despised him, some hated him, some were indifferent to him, and so on.

He stood there with a calm expression on his face, smiling. Gradually, the audience quieted down, and finally there was complete silence. He looked at the crowd and said, "My fellow practitioners come from all corners of the country. Some are well-known martial arts masters, and some are unknown masters living in seclusion in the mountains. I am very honored that you can give me face to participate in this national martial arts conference, and I would like to express my gratitude here."

He paused for a moment and continued, "The purpose of my convening the conference is to hope that the major martial arts schools will communicate more, work together for progress, and prosper together."

Before he finished speaking, there were several sneers from the crowd. Zhang Jun looked at the laughing people calmly and said, "These friends look unfamiliar. I wonder why they are laughing?"

A middle-aged man of medium height stood up, with very steady steps. He jumped onto the stage with a light leap, crossed his arms and said proudly: "I am Yang Hou. When I received the invitation from you, I wondered what this 'Zhang Jun' was. Why did he say he would hold a martial arts conference?"

"Then what?" Zhang Jun asked calmly without getting angry.

"So I accepted the invitation, just to come and see you." After saying that, he shook his head and sighed, "You disappoint me so much. I thought you would be an amazing person, at least better than me, Yang Hou. But I never expected that this person who wanted to be the leader of the martial arts world was actually a young man whose hair had not even fallen off."

After saying that, he laughed loudly, but unfortunately no one laughed with him, and everyone even looked at him with pity. There is a kind of people in the world called frogs at the bottom of the well, with limited vision, and Yang Hou belongs to this kind of people.

In the crowd, a 13- or 14-year-old boy asked his elder curiously: "Teacher, why are you not laughing?"

The boy's teacher was very old, already over 70 years old, but still energetic. He sighed and said: "I know this Yang Hou, a martial artist from a town in Nanhai Province. This person's aptitude is not very good, but he practices very hard, so he can now reach the peak of dark energy."

"But he is just a person from a small town after all, and he doesn't know that there are things in the world that are more powerful than dark energy and transformation energy. He probably thought that Zhang Jun on the stage was not even dark energy, so he spoke so arrogantly."

The young man was surprised: "He is so ignorant and weak, why is he still invited?"

"That's because the Yang family's Zhuri Boxing is very special and a very representative type of boxing. This may be the reason why he was invited." The teacher smiled bitterly, "I really don't know how he will end up."

Zhang Jun said nothing more, because his disciple Bai Xuan jumped on the stage. Bai Xuan said to Yang Hou politely: "I am one of Master's disciples, and my cultivation is not very good. I dare to ask Teacher Yang for his boxing skills."

Although Yanghou felt that something was a little weird, he still took a step forward and shouted: "Come on, beat the younger one, and I'll beat the older one!"

Bai Xuan did not move, but released his true power. He came out of the pass four days ago, and his cultivation has reached the ninth level of true power. Now facing a person of dark power level, he doesn't need to take action at all. The true force field instantly enveloped Yanghou, and the boxer who had been extremely arrogant before suddenly started to tremble all over, with a look of terror on his face.

His crotch was wet, and urine kept flowing down the hem of his pants. Under the real power, the oppression of the powerful spirit made him feel so frightened that he was actually scared to the point of peeing.

Bai Xuan stopped, immediately withdrew his true power, and bowed slightly: "I accept."

There was an uproar in the audience, some people laughed at Yanghou, and more people were shocked. This young man is Zhang Jun's apprentice and is already so tyrannical. What about Zhang Jun himself? What level has he reached?

Yang Hou was so ashamed that he finally understood why everyone in the audience reacted that way. He jumped off the stage with a red face and said nothing more. Today is a big embarrassment!

A short episode passed, and everyone had different moods. However, those martial arts figures who originally wanted to become famous by challenging Zhang Jun gave up their plans.

Zhang Jun smiled slightly and said calmly: "I have called everyone together to ask, am I worthy of being the leader of the martial arts alliance in the world?"

Do I deserve it?

This sentence was full of confidence, and the tone was plain but domineering, which shocked everyone.

"If you can be the leader of the martial arts alliance, I can be too." A figure flashed on the stage, and a young man appeared. This young man was wearing sportswear and looked like a college student. He stared at Zhang Jun, his eyes full of fighting spirit, and he actually wanted to challenge him.

Zhang Jun smiled slightly, looked at the other person, and said: "It's just the sixth level of true power, you are no match for me."

"That's not necessarily the case." The young man raised his eyebrows, opened his mouth and swallowed a pill. As the elixir entered his stomach, his whole body suddenly lit up with a layer of misty purple light, and his aura suddenly became unfathomable.

Someone in the audience was moved and shouted: "It's actually the God Pill!"

"What is the God Pill?" someone asked strangely.

"A kind of elixir that goes against the heavens. It is said that even ordinary people who eat it can have strong fighting power in a short period of time, just like gods descending to earth. However, this elixir is very rare in the world and has serious side effects, so few people take it. it."

Zhang Jun sighed and looked at the other person with a compassionate look: "Why bother? After the effect of the medicine wears off, your body will suffer great damage, and even I can't save you."

"Remember, my name is Wei Kun! Take the move!" The young man shouted, the purple light surged, and he rushed towards Zhang Jun.

Someone in the audience whispered: "It's strange, this Wei Kun should be from the Wei family. The Wei family has been wiped out long ago. Where did he, a young man with no backing, find the God Pill?"

Someone heard this and sneered: "He is just a chess piece. Some people want to deal with Zhang Jun but don't want to come forward, so they push him out. How vicious!"

The man in front nodded repeatedly: "Yes, Zhang Jun destroyed the Wei family. This kind of hatred is as big as the sky. If I were Wei Kun, I would do the same thing. He has left life and death behind."

Wei Kun's speed is very fast, his punches are like mountains, and his steps are like charm. Unfortunately, even with the effect of the God Pill, he could only increase his combat effectiveness to the level of a second-level god, and he was still no match for Zhang Jun.

Zhang Jun dodged very quickly, swaying a few times, and suddenly he was behind Wei Kun, and then struck out with a palm.

"boom!"

After just a few encounters, Wei Kun was blown away, flying far away like a scarecrow. In mid-air, the purple light on his body dissipated, and he opened his mouth and spurted out a mouthful of black blood. He hit the ground hard, no one helped him, no one paid attention to him, his whole body was twitching, and black blood flowed out from seven holes.

Zhang Jun broke through the power of the Heavenly God Pill with one palm, and Wei Kun was knocked back to his original form. Unfortunately, the Heavenly God Pill caused irreparable damage to his body. His body twitched a few times and died.

Someone in the audience immediately shouted angrily: "You kill people casually, you are not qualified to be the leader of the martial arts league!"

Zhang Jun's heart sank. When Wei Kun came up, he felt that something was wrong. This was indeed a conspiracy set up by someone with intentions, and it was a series of interlocking schemes. He glanced at the shouting people and said coldly: "He just took the God Pill. This pill can make a person's strength increase dramatically, but it can also cause extremely severe damage to the body. The sixth level of true power Anyone who takes it will definitely die, so his death has nothing to do with me!”