Chapter 341 Golem Gate (4000)

September 23, Windsor County, the headquarters of the Evil Eye Fist.

After fifty years, the Evil Eye Fist, which was originally one of the top schools in Windsor County, has become even more powerful. Especially since it is the only force in the county, the East Nine Gates, it is naturally unimpeded to develop. It has firmly suppressed other schools in Windsor County.

Since ancient times, martial arts have always been inseparable from fighting. Therefore, in Windsor County, many big figures in both black and white have made friends with the Evil Eye Fist. Even some underground leaders, business group directors, and government officials have practiced martial arts in the Evil Eye Fist. The master of the Evil Eye Fist is the martial arts coach of all of them.

In fact, there is a complementary relationship between the multiple parties.

As a communication platform, the Evil Eye Fist brings together these people with different identities. Everyone exchanges power resources, either for the sake of cooperation or collusion.

Sometimes conflicts are even mediated here.

The development of the Evil Eye Fist is extremely good and perfectly adapted to the changes of the times. Therefore, it has always maintained a prosperous situation.

Throughout Windsor County, many talented people who are suitable for practicing secret martial arts have come here to further strengthen the fresh blood.

This is the only way for the Evil Eye Fist to remain intact and maintain its power in the face of the overall decline of the secret martial arts world.

It can be said that Windsor County is the world of the Evil Eye Fist.

This time, the Eastern Secret Martial Arts Exchange Competition will be hosted by the Evil Eye Fist, which is surprisingly the most important event in the past ten years. The Eastern Secret Martial Arts Exchange Competition attracts the attention of the domestic and even foreign secret martial arts circles, and is a great opportunity to enhance its reputation. As long as it is well organized and held brilliantly. The reputation of the Evil Eye Fist will spread throughout the Federation in the next four years. Not only that, the reputation will also bring a lot of benefits.

It is of great benefit to the further development of the Evil Eye Fist.

So, this time. The current leader of the Evil Eye Fist, Ugo, is doing his best to make the martial arts exchange meeting the best.

He has been constantly contacting his connections and funds in Windsor County for the past three months to prepare for the Eastern Secret Martial Arts Exchange Competition. First of all, the two sides have reached a cooperation on the government side. A week before the exchange competition begins, the Mia City Police Department will dispatch a large number of police forces and police cars to maintain local order and public security.

In addition, some areas will be blocked.

Secondly, Ugo contacted business contacts and found a reliable and efficient construction and decoration company. A building of the Evil Eye Fist in Mia City was renovated into a large-scale mixed martial arts arena similar to a boxing ring. Even a high-end club near the building was rented as a place for accommodation for many participating schools. The club has a training room, a medical room, a large restaurant, a bathing place, a leisure hall, and many sports facilities. It can be used as a place for exchanges.

In addition, Ugo also used some private invitations to invite big figures from Windsor County and several nearby counties to attend the game. And contacted paper media and mouthpieces to do a good job of superficial reporting.

Finally, the rewards for the exchange competition are also extremely rich. Not only are there monetary and material rewards, but also precious medicinal materials rewards. There are even some rare and powerful fighting secrets as rewards.

This is naturally nothing for the core disciples of first- and second-rate schools, but it is quite attractive for disciples of third-rate or even inferior schools. It can effectively increase the number of people.

With more people, it will naturally be lively and prosperous.

It should be noted that after more than 50 years of development. The Eastern Martial Arts Exchange Conference is no longer just a competition between the core disciples of the major schools. It is a grand exchange between ordinary disciples, core disciples, and elders and masters.

Among them, the level of elders and masters is just a competition, which is equivalent to adding to the fun. Elders who are willing to play will invite opponents who are also willing to fight a game, and sometimes they will not distinguish the winner. Instead, they will stop at a certain point and stop fighting when the fight is almost over.

The competitions at the ordinary disciple level are the most numerous and complicated, aiming to discover grassroots talents. In addition, the time of the Eastern Martial Arts Exchange Conference will be extended to maximize the interests of all parties.

Finally, the competitions at the core disciple level are the highlight as always. This is a competition between the true geniuses of each school, tempering their will with fists and blood, and competing for the winner.

Throughout the six eastern counties, many "little boxing champions" and "swordsmen" who had become famous during the four-year hiatus were already eager to make a move. They were just waiting for the time to come and make a splash.

To establish their reputations and nicknames in this exchange match.

September 23, Mia City, the headquarters of the Evil Eye Fist.

In the meditation room dedicated to the master.

Ugo stood by the window, looking at the high-rise buildings and the bustling streets in the city. He couldn't calm down at all, and was inexplicably irritable.

He had been like this since a few days ago, very upset. Perhaps it was because the time for the exchange meeting was approaching, and the closer the event was to start, the more anxious people became.

I always couldn't help but worry that there would be omissions and accidents in the exchange, even if Ugo thought he was well prepared.

I looked out the window and saw some gloomy clouds.

Ugo went through the specific process again in his mind to ensure that every aspect was perfect and there would be no mistakes. And there are remedial measures and backup plans in many links. Even if an accident happens, we can react quickly to save the situation.

"The third inspection of the exchange venue has been completed and passed."

"The accommodation halls of various schools are ready."

"Contacts with the government and the media have been maintained..."

"My private invitation list is flawless."

"All the major schools have sent out invitations..."

He nodded secretly, and he relaxed a lot. So he sat back on the sofa and made himself a small pot of hot tea.

Just as he was about to take a sip from the white porcelain cup, Ugo remembered what happened a few days ago. It was said that a mysterious secret martial arts school had appeared in Beiliu County for no reason and wanted to participate in this Eastern Martial Arts Exchange. However, everything about this school was unknown. It had appeared too recently and many information was unknown. Other secret martial arts schools in Beiliu County had not had contact with it.

In addition, the time for this school to explain was too tight.

If it was added, the seating area and accommodation rooms would have to be adjusted. The list of invitations and other things would have to be redone.

So, Ugo finally did not agree to the other party's request.

But let the school wait for the next exchange match.

The message was sent here, but the other side did not respond. It seemed that it had been accepted by default. Ugo did not pay attention to it anymore.

"By the way, what was the name of that school?"

He took a sip of tea and touched his chin in thought.

"Oh, Golem Sect."

Ugo muttered to himself and put the teacup back on the table.

"The name is quite majestic, but I've never heard of it. It's probably some low-ranking sect in a remote corner..."

He shook his head, crossed his arms, and leaned back.

He squinted his eyes and planned to take a nap in the afternoon.

He went over everything in his mind again. He couldn't think of any loopholes at all. There was a backup plan in case of accidents. This made Ugo feel much more at ease. He planned to sleep for an afternoon to get enough energy, and then he wouldn't sleep for the next two days. Just wait until the exchange meeting starts on the 25th.

At the same time, one of the nine gates in the east, the Star Ring Fist.

In a wide fighting field, square light yellow floor tiles formed a grid, corresponding to the clouds in the sky.

In the middle of the field, two figures, one old and one young, in black fighting suits were moving around and attacking quickly. Fists and feet flew, and each one was explosive. When the limbs collided, there was a bang and a burst of dust.

They stepped on the ground with both feet, and their strength was surging. Every quick turn would cause the thick bricks to break. It made a sound like thunder. If there were people watching the fight around the venue at this time.

I am afraid that both feet would be numb, like an earthquake.

Bang, bang, bang!

The tall young man with a red band on his forehead moved vigorously, and his fists with both hands brought out a large dazzling light.

He bent his body and his arms shot out like arrows. The fist whistled through the air and formed a deadly crescent.

This was very fast, as if it was some kind of secret technique.

Ordinary boxers would be defeated by this move in an instant.

However, the neatly dressed old man on the opposite side just raised his palm. He took the powerful punch without making a sound, and the explosive force was completely swallowed.

Even, he did not move, and the bricks and stones under his feet were intact. He showed a very high attainment in dissipating force, which was quite graceful.

"Bang!"

The old man suddenly punched the young man in the abdomen. He was knocked back and flew across most of the field.

When he was about to land, the young man barely controlled his body.

He landed on all fours in a slightly awkward manner, but soon jumped up. He staggered back to the old man step by step.

"Shaq, your heart is in turmoil."

The old man's eyelids drooped, and his face was full of wrinkles. He looked to be in his seventies or eighties, and his body was slightly hunched.

"Sorry, Elder A Luo, I really want to beat Simone. When I thought about leaving for the Eastern Martial Arts Exchange Tournament today, I was so excited that I couldn't control myself. Three stars in the East, Thunder Dog Simone, Moon Fist Shaq, Dead Soul Sword Cid. I can only rank second, and I will always be lower than that guy Simone."

"Obviously, in all the competitions in public and private, we can only count as half of each other, and he is not better than me!" Shaq showed an unwilling look on his face, obviously quite unconvinced.

"I will defeat him in front of everyone in this Eastern Martial Arts Exchange Tournament! Let the entire Eastern Secret Martial Arts community know who is the strongest of the Eastern Three Stars!" He took a deep breath.

"Don't get excited, don't get upset, don't be impatient. You are the only one in the younger generation who has learned all the three secret arts of the sun, moon and stars, and you are even younger than I was. Simone will not be your opponent, so let me, the old man, accompany you this time..."

The old man smiled and comforted, his eyes slightly narrowed.

"Second Elder, you are going? That sect leader..." Shaq said.

"I will tell him. When people get old, it's good to be quiet and think about moving." The old man said slowly, stretched out a hand and patted Shaq on the shoulder: "I am looking forward to the day when you win the Eastern Exchange Tournament..."

He looked at Shaq with his turbid eyes, his vision was slightly blurred, as if his eyes had already looked through this young man and looked at himself back then. Fifty years ago, he was full of vigor and vitality. At that time, he seemed to be called the Eastern Three Stars.

By the way, there is another nickname, what is it called?

Yao... Yaoguang Fist

On the other side, on a high mountain, maple leaves fluttered. The forest stretched for dozens of miles, as if a big fire had broken out, with bright red everywhere. When the wind blew, the flames rolled up.

And made a sound like the waves of the sea.

In the maple forest, under the tallest and largest tree.

The man in a plain windbreaker sat cross-legged with his eyes closed, his back straight as a pine tree, and a long sword that had been unsheathed was placed across his knees.

Fiery red maple leaves fall from time to time, on the top of the head, shoulders, and legs. The man seemed to have become a red maple tree, with lush branches and leaves.

His eyebrows were lowered, his facial features were sharp, and his breath was extremely cold. Like a killing machine that has been cultivated since childhood, it is silent and ruthless.

"Crash, lala, lala..." "Crash, lala, lala..."

The autumn wind blows, making the mountains and fields burst into bursts of red light.

Buzz buzz...

The long and narrow cross sword on the young man's knee suddenly began to vibrate, making a series of crisp sounds.

Suddenly, a hand as white as jade grasped the hilt of the black rope sword. The man disappeared instantly.

There was a loud whistling sound in the air.

In a short period of time, it overcame the sound of the leaves rubbing against each other.

A stunning flash of sword light rushed out of the maple leaf forest, carrying the air flow full of red leaves and creating a fiery red arc in the air.

It was like a pillar of blazing fire, shooting straight into the sky.

bite!

The sword returned to its scabbard, and the young man turned around and walked down the mountain.

"Practice hard for a hundred days, and finally get Lie Feng's sword."

"Simone the Thunder Dog, Shaq the Moon Fist...it's time to move your positions. Let's use you to nourish the Soul-Destroying Sword Intent..."

The young man's figure disappeared into the maple leaves falling like fire and rain.

Suddenly there was a series of rumbling sounds from behind.

Astonishingly, more than a dozen trees in the surrounding area were broken, with smooth cross-sections. The tree trunk collapsed, startling a crowd of birds.

Donghai County, Donghai City, Yunquan.

On the train station platform, a group of young and beautiful girls were surrounding a young man, chattering.

"Elder brother, you must come back with a first place..."

"Elder brother, I believe in you, you must work hard!"

"Senior Brother, Senior Sister Beni and I both believe that there will be no accidents in this Eastern Conference Tournament. You must be the strongest! You must help us give that paralyzed face of West Germany a good beating! The last time we competed, Beni almost died. Senior sister is disfigured! It’s so disgusting…”

"Elder brother..."

The surrounding passengers looked over with curious eyes because this group of girls had outstanding looks, tall figures, and unique temperaments. There is quite a youthful vitality in his words.

"Huh~" White steam spurted out from the gaps in the carriage.

"Okay, okay, I know what you want to say. I will go all out for this Eastern Secret Martial Arts Exchange Competition. The train is about to leave, and the juniors and elders are still waiting for me. Goodbye."

The young man squeezed out from the crowd of warblers and quickly got into the train carriage. The sunlight from the window shone in and fell on the man's handsome face. His facial features were deep and sharp, as sharp as a knife. It was a very aggressive face.

He crossed several carriages and sat down next to an old man.

"Coming?" The old man leaned in slightly.

"Yes." The young man nodded, with a smile on his face.

He suddenly thought of something and said interestingly: "Uncle Faith, do you think it would be better for me to use 80% of my strength this time or 90% of my strength this time? Why don't I go all out? After all, I have been using 70% of my strength for the past few years. Successfully fooled those two people." The young man shook his head with a hint of ridicule in his tone.

"Eastern Samsung? Haha..."

Thanks to the book friend for the 500 starting point coin reward for reading all the joys and sorrows.

Unmodified…