C377 The Public Was in an Uproar
C377 The Public Was in an Uproar
Since then, Qin Lang came to the back mountain every day to discuss scriptures with Old Mrs. La. Unconsciously, his skills improved by leaps and bounds.
The more Qin Lang practiced, the more he felt that the martial arts in Moon Inviting Palace were profound and profound. It was definitely not something that could be figured out in ten days or half a month. Old Mrs. La was the most powerful martial artist in Moon Inviting Palace. She had briefly explained the profound knowledge of Venerable Lord's martial arts in all the generations in the palace. It was simply a living palace history.
Qin Lang could barely remember half of the diagram on the wall. He felt that digesting it was really a long time's work. When he returned to the Palace on this day, Feng suddenly said in surprise:
"Venerable Lord, why did your appearance change a lot?"
Qin Lang was stunned. He saw Feng holding a mirror in her hand. When he came closer, he saw that his skin had become white and tender, and his black hair was glossy and glossy. His entire person was much more handsome than before!
Feng looked at Qin Lang in the mirror as she held the mirror. She was a little dazed.
This was naturally the result of practicing martial arts in Moon Inviting Palace. Qin Lang thought to himself. Why was Old Mrs. La's appearance still so ugly even though she had practiced martial arts in Stone Wall Mountain a few times? However, he did not dare to ask his mother-in-law for advice. That would be disrespectful.
At this moment, an outer palace female disciple escorted a person over. That person shouted as he walked.
"I want to look for Qin Lang! I want to find Qin Lang!"
This person was precisely Zhong Xueshan. His hair was in a mess and his expression was very ugly. Perhaps it was because he had been abused by the female disciples, but the Moon Inviting Palace had never been very polite to men. Except for Venerable Lord and Qin Lang, most of them were cold. Zhong Xueshan must have barged into this place. Therefore, he must have been beaten up.
After "saving" Zhong Xueshan, Qin Lang heard that Zhong Yu was in trouble and was worried. He immediately put on his clothes and left Xue'er in the palace. He took the Bentley and went straight to Yanjing.
...
Zhan Wuya was here!
This news instantly spread like a whirlwind in the martial arts world of Huaxia. It even spread like wildfire in Europe and America!
Zhan Wuya's reputation was too high! He was a figure at the Grandmaster level of Hongmen, and had been famous for several decades. Those who rarely made an appearance immediately speculated. Why would Zhan Wuya fight against someone who was famous in China? However, compared to Zhan Wuya, this young man was obviously more low-profile.
What was so special about this young man called Qin Lang? The European and American gangs were also paying close attention to this matter, because this was related to their future relationship with the Huaqing Gang. It was similar to when the American army attacked Iraq, where countries evaluated the strength of the American army and Iraq. They would learn a lot of useful things from it.
A few decades ago, Zhan Wuya had swept through all the major gangs in the world. However, he rarely set foot in China before this, so the grudges between the Huaqing Gang and the big sects in China were temporarily put on hold. Along with the rise of China, the Huaqing Gang felt that they would not be able to adapt to the new era if they did not enter China. Therefore, they had been eyeing them covetously.
Now, Zhan Wuya could finally find a suitable excuse to use Qin Lang as a small fulcrum to move the entire martial arts world of Hua Xia.
The entire martial arts world of Huaxia had actually spent the past few days in worry. Li Haisha was only one of Zhan Wuya's subordinates. If he was that powerful, then Zhan Wuya's strength must have reached a terrifying level. If Qin Lang was defeated, the entire martial world of Huaxia would have to submit to Zhan Wuya. This was intolerable.
It was winter in Hukou, but the tourists from all directions had gathered here. There were people coming and going in the nearby towns, which was even livelier than summer. Many of the local inns were already packed with people, and it was hard to find a single table.
Everyone only knew that Zhan Wuya had returned to China in order to avenge Li Haisha and the other disciples. They had no idea about Zhan Wuya's ambition. In these past few days, Zhan Wuya had been sitting quietly at the waterfall of Hukou every day. He had no expression on his face as he waited for the rising star of Huaxia, Qin Lang.
It was not particularly cold in the Land of Jin, but the waterfall of Hukou was still surging. It was like the roaring of the ocean, and it was a magnificent sight. Zhan Wuya had also become a scene. He wore light clothes every day, and his face was tranquil. It was as if he had seen through everything in the world. Sitting there, his heart was as calm as water, like an old monk meditating.
As for the foreign disciple Jack behind him, he was no longer obedient, and fought with the various sects that came to Hukou all day long.
November 10th, Jack kicked Shaolin and defeated the chief disciple of Shaolin, Hui Ming, with three punches.
On November 17th, Jack Zui beat up the Martial Family's Lin Family and injured 72 disciples in a row. Finally, Lin Jianxin kowtowed and paid his respects. Only then did this matter come to an end.
On November 19th, Jack paid a visit to the Xiangxi Wu Gu Grandmaster, Lan Xiao, and kicked him off the stage with three punches, returning victorious.
November 22nd, Jack challenged the Mount Tai Sect and won...
The entire martial arts world was stunned by Jack, and it was a great humiliation. In China, a foreigner was allowed to do whatever he wanted!
Zhan Wuya, on the other hand, did not seem to care about this at all. He continued to meditate by the Yellow River, and in just a few dozen days, Jack became famous, and his ambition did not seem to have any signs of stopping.
Perhaps, Zhan Wuya wanted to tell the whole of Hua Xia that the death of Li Haisha was not a big deal. He could totally train a better disciple, and not the Huaqing Gang that people thought was useless.
Before Zhan Wuya could fight, the original order of Hua Xia's martial world had already been broken into pieces. It was like a raging storm in the Hukou opposite of them.
At first, people were eager to become famous by challenging Zhan Wuya. However, when they saw that Jack had participated in more than 40 battles in a row, he didn't lose a single battle. Suddenly, their hot blood cooled down. They could not even defeat their disciples. What was there to talk about challenging his master?
As for Qin Lang, Zhan Wuya had been waiting by the Yellow River for more than forty days, but he still couldn't find any trace of him. Everyone knew that Qin Lang was running away. Qin Lang's name had now become a laughing stock. No one thought of him as an expert anymore.
The martial artists who had rushed over to watch the Hukou waterfall sighed at Qin Lang's quick death. He had just made a name for himself not long ago, but now he had become infamous on the streets.
"I heard that Qin Lang's woman was frozen by Zhan Wuya, and she will soon become an ice corpse. However, Qin Lang didn't dare to show up. This is really regrettable." A disciple of the Emei Sect shook his head.
"Ai, it's not easy to become famous. It's understandable that you would choose to run away from an opponent stronger than you." Another disciple of the Form and Will Fist said.
"What nonsense are you talking about? Ask the disciples of the martial arts world now. Who would take a fancy to a little thief like Qin Lang? This is a disgrace to our country! " One! A man who practiced Herculean Punch punched the table. He looked down on Qin Lang, a hundred or a thousand times!
During this time, Zhong Jiuzhen had hired more than a dozen top medical experts from both the domestic and the foreign countries to save Zhong Yu's life. They treated Zhong Yu the same way.
"Give up the treatment. There is no hope of recovering..."