.Because Du Qing was beaten to death by Jason in the fight, Wu Hai sent a disciple to the foot of the mountain to notify the police.

Now it is no longer the ancient times when a warrior competition in the martial arts world will not be investigated. So many witnesses present are enough to prove that Jason committed intentional homicide. However, Jason's fate may be even worse than being in jail.

Because in the subsequent battle between Jason and Tang Jin, all his limbs and bones were broken and his meridians were broken. Even if he was not in danger of life, he could only be a vegetative person lying on the hospital bed for the rest of his life.

Although Tang Jin was self-protection, he injured people after all, so he was taken away by the police. In fact, he still couldn't figure out what was going on until he got off Songshan and got into the police car...

Seventeen disciples of the Du generation were called by the police to the Public Security Bureau to record their confessions, while Tong Leilei and Wuhai were sent to a local hospital in the Songshan Tourist Attraction due to serious injuries.

In fact, Tong Lei was no longer seriously injured after using Wu Hai to heal her injuries. Although Wu Hai was seriously injured, he quickly recovered with his unfathomable internal strength.

At 8 o'clock in the evening, Tong Leilei woke up with a cough and immediately knew that she was in the hospital. She turned around and looked at the hospital bed next to her and asked in a low voice: "Uncle Master, how are your injuries now?"

When Wu Hai saw Tong Leilei awake, he smiled and said, "Amitabha, I am very good. How is my nephew now? Does the chest injury still hurt?"

Tong Leilei shook her head gently, "It's much better. Uncle Master was seriously injured and even helped me save me. Leilei felt ashamed..." Wuhai said lightly: "The Buddha said: Saving a life is better than building a seven-level pagoda. This is the duty of my Buddhist community. My nephew doesn't have to worry about it. I hope my nephew will tell you the truth."

"Uncle Master, please ask." Tong Leilei said seriously.

"Actually, it's nothing, but I'm really confused. Can my nephew tell you about Donor Tang?"

"Well..." Tong Leilei thought about it and then told Wuhai about how he met Tang Jin, how he trained him, and why he brought him to Songshan, but he just hid the fact that he had collected Tang Jin's 500 yuan a day tuition and the fact that he was touched by this bastard's breasts.

"Amitabha..." Wu Hai murmured after hearing this, "In this way, Donor Tang should be just a beginner. But his cultivation is real. Could it be that he was hiding his strength after he met his nephew?"

Tong Leilei thought for a while and finally shook her head, "This should be unlikely. I remember one time when I was practicing with him, I broke his arm with my own hands. But he did not resist at that time, and I still remember the reaction when his arm was broken. It is not something a super expert can do if he wants to."

After listening to it, Wuhai thought for a long time, "That's amazing. Donor Tang's martial arts cannot be obtained out of thin air..." Wuhai was even more puzzled. He thought about all kinds of bold guesses, but they were all eliminated one by one.

Tong Leilei suddenly remembered something and asked: "Uncle Master, could it be that I taught him the Tai Chi Heart Sutra before, and Tang Jin was gifted with extraordinary talent, so he transformed the basic Tai Chi in the Tai Chi Heart Sutra into the best Tai Chi method?"

Wu Hai immediately denied, "It is not a problem with Tai Chi. Even if the donor of Tang started practicing since the day of his birth, he would not be able to achieve his current skills. According to the historical books of the Songshan Temple Sutra Library, martial arts geniuses have emerged since ancient times, but there has never been a person with a cultivation level of more than two or more than 29 years old. What's more, modern authentic martial arts can no longer be compared with ancient times."

"Uncle Master, you just said that Tang Jin was pregnant with internal strength of more than two hundred years?!" Tong Leilei said in surprise, "How is this possible! He is just good at using the best Tai Chi!"

Wu Hai sighed and shook his head and said, "My nephew doesn't know that my internal strength is almost one hundred years old. But at that time, I could not defend against Jason's punch. If his hard skills are compared to internal strength, he has at least one and a half years of cultivation. But even if he can knock me away with one punch, he will still be easily defeated by Donor Tang's Tai Chi. It can be seen that Donor Tang's cultivation is at least two or more!"

Tong Leilei still didn't want to accept the fact that Tang Jin was so powerful, and argued: "But Tai Chi is a big deal. No matter how strong the opponent is, he can defeat him! Maybe Tang Jin is lucky?"

"Ah... In fact, although Tai Chi is soft to overcome hardness, it is a big deal, but the premise is that the puncher is equal to the opponent's strength, at least it cannot be much different. Only in this way can the opponent's attack be converted into his own strength, just like when his nephew and Jason fought, there is no strength to compete with him. The Tai Chi he used is just a layer of paper."

"But..." Tong Leilei wanted to refute, but couldn't find any reason anymore. However, she still thought that Tang Jin pretended to be a good person to use Tai Chi at that time but lost his luck. By chance, he defeated Jason by chance. Only in this way can all the abnormal phenomena that happened. Uncle Wuhai must have been seriously injured and confused. But what happened? She planned to find an opportunity to ask Master Xiang Yangqing after going back. Of course, it would be best to try Tang Jin's martial arts with your own hands!

Only then did Tong Leilei fully reveal her unyielding side.

Wudang Mountain, famous for its Wudangquan, has been a famous mountain in the world since ancient times. It is located in the northern part of Hubei Province, connecting to the Qinling Mountains in the north and Bashan Mountains in the south, with a continuous ups and downs and a radius of more than 400 kilometers. Mi Fu, a calligrapher of the Song Dynasty, wrote the three powerful words "First Mountain" for Wudang Mountain.

Wudang Mountain is full of peaks, with the main peak Tianzhu Peak at an altitude of 1,612 meters and a radius of 400 kilometers. It is a famous Taoist mountain and the birthplace of Wudang's boxing. Within a radius of more than 30 square kilometers, there are 72 peaks, with strange valleys and beautiful scenery.

According to legend, Wudang Mountain is a place where Emperor Xuanwu (the northern god) of Taoism practiced immortality and ascendance. Taoist celebrities have practiced here in history. According to records, during the Zhenguan period of Emperor Taizong of Tang Dynasty, the Five Dragon Temple was established on Lingying Peak. Since the Song and Yuan dynasties, it has been developed and expanded.

Taoism in Wudang Mountain respects the "Xuantian Zhenwu Emperor". It is said that Wudang Mountain is named after "not only Zhenwu is not enough to be accused of it."

In a quiet bamboo forest on the top of Wudang Mountain, Qu Fan and Yang Qing were sitting upright on a stone table playing Go. Only when Qu Fan smiled happily, he said, "Old monk, you lost this game of chess again. It seems that you still have to stay here to accompany me today."

Yang Qing sighed and said, "You old Taoist priest is indeed cunning. You designed to let me promise to win a game before you can go down the mountain. You do your best to go in every game. When will you let me stay here?"

Qu Fan pinched his beard, "Since it's a chess game, you have to do your best. If you want to blame, you blame your poor chess skills."

"I can't tell you." Yang Qing smiled helplessly, "Although I was invited by you this time, as the abbot of Songshan Temple, I have to go to Wudang to see Master Qiu Hong. It's better to let me leave today. It's not too late to come with you next time."

"The old monk doesn't have to do this. The nephew Qiu Hong is very well-educated and will not care about these etiquettes. You and I just want to play chess here." Qu Fan said authentically without caring.

Yang Qing was helpless and sighed: "I am far from you in terms of chess skills, so there is no need to play again. I will follow you for how long you want me to stay." After that, I put away the chess pieces on the table.

Qu Fan smiled and said, "The old monk insisted on going down the mountain. That's better. I am the only one who has mastered Master Yangqing's internal skills and cultivation has reached the level of transformation. Today you can open my eyes, but I will never stop you from going down the mountain."

"Okay!" Yang Qing was no longer willing to stay here. Although he was calm and didn't care about anything, he was really a headache to play chess with Qu Fan Zhenren, and it was even more unbearable after a few days. As long as he could leave here, Yang Qing quickly agreed to Qu Fan Zhenren's request.

As soon as Yang Qing finished speaking, he saw his old palm flip upwards, and a black piece on the chessboard rose into the air. Yang Qing suddenly turned his palm into fingers, and the black piece of the lingkong suddenly shot towards Qu Fan Zhenren who was concentrating on each other!

What kind of character is Qu Fan? Almost at the same time, the two of them pushed the black spot in the middle from the air. The green bamboos around them swung in an instant, and the closest plants to the two were uprooted and shot away!

Yang Qing used six success powers from the beginning. He believed that the old Taoist priest in front of him still had this ability. However, what he did not expect was that Qu Fan's internal strength was far beyond his imagination. Lingkong Heizi was gradually pushed by the old Taoist priest!

At this time, Yang Qing secretly added two success forces, and this was the case. Heizi just forbidden to remain unmoved and did not push Qu Fan closer.

Yang Qing was shocked! You should know how powerful the eight success powers displayed by a master of his level were! Even the alloy steel plate with thick walls would be melted by the fingers, and there was almost no object of any texture in the world that could withstand! What shocked Yang Qing was that Qu Fan could compete with his internal strength so easily, and only Yang Qing himself knew the best what this meant.

When Yang Qing increased his skills to 90%, the black seed made of ten thousand years of black gold could no longer bear it and turned into powder. Qu Fan Zhenren smiled lightly and was about to stand up when he heard a loud "slam". Yang Qing slammed the eight hundred pound stone table into pieces with one palm, and a mouthful of blood poured out of his mouth, "Old Taoist priest, how could your cultivation be so deep!"
Chapter completed!