"Boom!"

The words of the head of the He family were like a boulder smashing into the calm water, stirring up a thousand waves.

All the guests in the venue were dumbfounded, revealing a look of shock, and then turned into an unconcealable ecstasy!

Martial Arts Grandmaster!

After many years, they have finally produced another martial arts master in the Huahai martial arts world!

In the secular martial arts world, there is such a saying-

Under the grandmaster, they are all ants!

There seems to be only one realm difference between the Nine Rank Martial Artists and the Martial Dao Grandmasters, but this gap is like a huge chasm, and most people can't break through it in their lifetime!

If you really want to count it, there is no difference between a martial arts master and a superman!

Able to walk in the air, Feng Xuan resists the wind, his body is harder than steel, and he can crack mountains and rocks with a single punch, unless modern weapons are used, ordinary crowd tactics cannot be effective at all.

Any martial arts master, if he goes to the Olympics, he can easily win the championship of each event.

However, the strong people who can become grandmasters, one out of a million, each of them has great perseverance, great opportunity, and great wisdom, and has dedicated his life to martial arts, and he is extremely pious.

The masters of that kind naturally disdain to show their heads in sports competitions, it is too bad for them!

But even if they are extremely talented, they don't dare to slack off for a day if they practice Sanjiu in winter and Sanfu in summer, and if they want to cultivate to the realm of grandmasters, they must be at least fifty or sixty years old, and ordinary people are not even qualified to see them.

At this moment, a martial arts master is about to come to the scene, so how can everyone in the banquet hall not be ecstatic?

Under the leadership of the head of the He family and the other bigwigs, the others rushed out of the banquet hall in droves, expecting to see Tai Chi Grandmaster Yang Baichuan.

As soon as he walked out, an old man wearing a Taoist robe and a seven-star crown appeared in everyone's sight.

Looking closely, I saw that he was full of white hair and had a clear appearance, but the skin on his face was as delicate as a baby, and it was impossible to deduce his real age.

Along the way, his clothes were fluttering, and his gestures revealed a strong man's bearing.

The most surprising thing is his pair of eyes!

Even under the light, it still shines brightly, and even makes everyone's exposed skin feel the stinging sensation of a knife and an axe.

Eyes like electricity!

......

There is no doubt that this old Taoist is the Tai Chi Grandmaster-

Yang Baichuan!

The eyes of countless people in the arena showed a scorching light, and their hearts were surging, if the secret path could get his guidance, it would definitely be of great benefit to their martial arts realm.

However, ordinary martial artists of the younger generation do not even have the qualifications to go to the front.

In just an instant, the head of the He family and other seniors surrounded Yang Baichuan like stars holding the moon, and said respectfully:

"Brother Baichuan, congratulations on finally breaking through the realm and becoming a supreme grandmaster, and our Huahai martial arts realm is also honored!"

"Haha...... Not to mention the Huahai Martial Dao Realm, in the entire East China Martial Dao Realm, Brother Yang is a Warrior-level existence, standing above all living beings!" the other powerhouse complimented.

"Yes! With Brother Yang's current strength, it is not an exaggeration to call it a 'real person', it is enough to open a sect and recruit disciples, and after a hundred years, maybe he can become an existence like Zhang Sanfeng, the patriarch of the Wudang Creation School!"

For a while, everyone almost wanted to lift Yang Baichuan to the sky.

Although Yang Baichuan was silent on the surface, the corners of his mouth involuntarily rose slightly, revealing the joy in his heart.

You must know that these people in front of you are all famous names in the Huahai martial arts world, and before that, they were on an equal footing with him.

But now, he has successfully advanced to the realm of grandmasters, and there is a huge gap between them, and everyone naturally respects him and treats him as if he were a guest.

"Ahem......"

At this moment, Yang Baichuan coughed lightly and said: "Your colleagues have praised it falsely! Martial arts are endless, and our generation should forge ahead and not dare to slack off! By the way, the old man has newly accepted a closed disciple, although he has not been in the door for a long time, but he has already achieved my true inheritance!"

As he spoke, Yang Baichuan turned his head and beckoned to a young martial artist behind him, and said, "Qingyun, why don't you come over quickly and say hello to all the seniors?"

As soon as the words fell, the eyes of everyone in the arena looked at the young warrior in unison.

I saw him wearing a black suit, about 25 or 6 years old, his face was like the moon of the Mid-Autumn Festival, like the flower of spring dawn, his temples were like a knife, and his eyebrows were like ink paintings, and it was not an exaggeration to say that he was a "beautiful man"!

The slender and upright figure is like a dragon in the night, unruly but imposing, like a sharp sword out of the sheath, giving people a feeling of sharpness.

In just an instant, it attracted the attention of many young female disciples in the field.

Immediately afterwards, he walked in front of the big guys, clasped his fists and saluted: "Song Qingyun, a disciple of Master Yang, has seen all the martial arts seniors!"

......

Seeing Song Qingyun's heroic, neither humble nor arrogant appearance, all the bigwigs in the venue couldn't help but praise:

"Okay! Famous teachers produce high apprentices, Yang Zhenren's closed disciples, and his strength must be extraordinary!"

"Haha...... To be able to do the best of Brother Baichuan's true inheritance, he is definitely a leader in the Huahai martial arts world!"

"I'm afraid it won't be many years before it's the world of young people!"

Hearing these words, Song Qingyun didn't have any smug looks, and his face was still sinking like water.

From his eyes, Ye Fan saw a "indifferent" color, similar to Ling Ao.

The two of them are the same kind of people, and they are indifferent to everything else, except for what they are pursuing, and they are extremely determined and have no distractions.

At the same time, the group walked into the banquet hall again.

Suddenly, the head of the He family walked up to the high platform in front of him, looked at the audience and said loudly:

"Fellow martial arts colleagues, first of all, welcome everyone to gather here today to participate in this martial arts exchange meeting! Secondly, I would like to congratulate Yang Zhenren on becoming a generation of Tai Chi Grandmaster! Next, let us use the warmest applause to welcome Grandmaster Yang on the stage and show you the supreme divine skills!"

"Bang bang bang!"

As soon as these words came out, the applause in the venue was thunderous, and the cheers were almost tearing the ceiling over.

Under the watchful eye, Yang Baichuan, who was immortal, stepped onto the stage and put on a Tai Chi starting pose.

Seeing this scene, Ling Ao in the audience couldn't help frowning, and his face was puzzled.

Before, Ling Ao had heard Ye Fan say that real kung fu - only killing, not acting!

But now, a generation of grandmaster Yang Baichuan actually performs Tai Chi in public, isn't it self-deprecating, no different from a street artist?

Just when Ling Ao was confused, Yang Baichuan suddenly moved.

Yang Baichuan is the descendant of Yang's Taiji, the first generation of the patriarch is the famous Yang Luchan, who once broke into the Yanjing ring battle to become famous, and the shot is popular, and it will be successful when it sounds, and it is known as Yang Invincible all over the capital!

And now, Yang Baichuan's Tai Chi is soft and slow, stretching generous, rigid and soft, and deeply hidden.

In every move and style, there is a sound of breaking the sky, like the Yangtze River, gushing endlessly, attracting a burst of applause from everyone in the audience.

......

However, Ye Fan looked at it, but his brows were tightly wrinkled into a Sichuan shape.

Although Ye Fan doesn't know much Tai Chi Kung Fu, he is also a Xuanjing Grandmaster, and his vision and realm are far higher than many powerhouses.

In his opinion, the set of Tai Chi that Yang Baichuan is practicing now seems to be smooth, the movements are complex and gorgeous, and he has a master's demeanor.

But in the eyes of insiders, this set of boxing methods can only be shaped, not godlike, just flashy and unrealistic, and can only fool ordinary people.

If you meet a real martial arts powerhouse, even if you have the same realm, you can easily defeat Yang Baichuan.

In other words, this so-called Tai Chi Grandmaster has indeed broken through to the realm of the Grandmaster, but the use of power is a mess, and he has the name of the Grandmaster, but not the Grandmaster!

Thinking of this, Ye Fan shook his head, his face full of helplessness.

The reason why he came to this martial arts exchange meeting was to find a strong person to sharpen his strength, but this Yang Baichuan disappointed him too much, and now it seems that he ran for nothing!

Immediately afterwards, Ye Fan looked at Ling Ao next to him, and said in a low voice:

"Hey...... I didn't expect that the so-called Tai Chi Grandmaster was just a guy who was out-of-the-box and ruined! There's no need to stay any longer, Ling Ao, let's go!"