Yu Bo was just an old handyman, and his death did not attract the attention of others, only Wang Ke and Xia Xueqing were secretly worried about Yu Tianhate.

In the past half a month, although Yu Tianhate because Wang Ke is only acquired, the content mentioned does not involve congenital, but after all, it is the identity of a grandmaster, which has benefited Wang Ke a lot.

Not only is there a secret book in the "Martial Arts", but his understanding of martial arts has also undergone earth-shaking changes. Although this change has not yet had any effect, it will become more and more obvious as time progresses, and it will not be a problem to really create a few sets of martial arts. It can be said that at this time, he can be regarded as truly opening the door to martial arts, and he is no longer completely dependent on the "Martial Codex" as before.

Among the exercises completed by the "Martial Classics" this time, what made Wang Ke most excited was the eighteen palms of the dragon, but unfortunately only the first type of Kanglong had regrets, but it also made him so excited that he couldn't sleep for a few nights.

And the most satisfying thing is the iron cloth shirt, today's iron cloth shirt is not what the ancestors of the Tie family learned in Zixiao Mountain, nor is it described in the book of the previous life, but it is the culmination of the two, it is completely a new martial arts, and Yu Tianhate commented that it should be an innate exercise.

The reason why Wang Ke was satisfied was not because he had more innate exercises, but because he had finally found an internal skill suitable for Tie Zheng's cultivation.

With the mentality of giving it a try, Wang Ke asked Tie Zheng to give up the Wholehearted True Heart Method, which he had never understood, and change to the Iron Cloth Shirt, but he immediately comprehended the mystery and successfully cultivated. Wang Ke had to wonder if this was due to genetic inheritance, after all, the ancestors of the Tie family cultivated iron cloth shirts.

Solving this problem, which had been a headache for Wang Ke, he began to devote himself to the preparation of the Great Qin Martial Arts Conference.

The royal classics are sworn by the king. Zheng Yuan has been asked to list the Nanxiang Martial Arts Hall as the representative of Songjiang and report to the Military Jurisdiction Yuan, and now it has entered the end of November, and there is only one month left. And it also includes a half-month journey.

The Martial Arts Conference was jointly participated by the 33 county governments of Daqin, and each place sent a martial arts hall to participate in the competition, which was divided into three competitions. The first is naturally a separate competition between apprentices, with ten people selected from each hall to participate, and the second is a team confrontation between the coaches, with six coaches from each hall, and the third is the highlight. The owner of the museum competes for supremacy.

Each of the three matches has points, and the martial arts hall owner who has the first overall score will be eligible to enter the first floor of the Imperial Classics Pavilion for two hours, and can choose a copy of the cheats.

Fortunately, Wang Ke had already made a plan. not only taught Hong Qi's four sect leaders new martial arts, but also passed on to them ordinary exercises such as the Snow Mountain Internal Strength, which made it difficult for the four of them to express their gratitude to Wang Ke.

Not only the instructors' martial arts should be improved, but the apprentices also need to be improved. The martial arts left by Wang Yong have been passed down. The effect of Wang Ke's retest is finally revealed. These apprentices are the best choice in terms of talent and understanding, and although they have only been practicing for one month, the martial arts they are good at have entered the initial realm, which is really amazing.

Of course, it is far from enough to rely on the Hongquan Wind Sword, and in order to achieve the final victory, more advanced martial arts are needed, so Wang Ke decided to conduct a big competition in the hall on the first day of December. At that time, the top ten will enter the elite class to learn more advanced martial arts.

The apprentices immediately became excited, and they trained even harder. They are all looking forward to the arrival of the first year of junior high school, hoping that they can win the championship in one fell swoop and enter the elite class and go to the capital with the hall owner.

The first day of December finally came, the door of the Nanxiang Martial Arts Hall was closed, and all the apprentices stood in line outside the martial arts training ground, just waiting for the big competition to officially begin.

To the surprise of the apprentices, Jiang Zhen and Tie Zheng actually stood with them, obviously wanting to participate in the big competition together, and couldn't help but talk about it.

"It's miserable, the hall owner's personal disciples also participated, and there were two fewer places. ”

"It's not two, it's one, do you think Tie Zheng can still count?"

"That's right, that's right, Tie Zheng's elm head, he definitely won't know anything, if he doesn't have a good father, he won't even be able to pass the apprenticeship exam. ”

The discussion became louder and louder, except for a few, almost all the apprentices were not optimistic about Tie Zheng, and the sound of ridicule and ridicule kept coming. Tie Zheng didn't seem to have heard of it, still looking at his nose, nose, mouth, mouth, and heart, and stood silently.

Jiang Zhen was unhappy, turned around and shouted angrily: "If any of you dare to say a word about my junior brother again, don't blame me for being rude for a while!"

The apprentices immediately kept silent, they were not afraid of the clumsy Tie Zheng, but they were very afraid of Jiang Zhen, they all knew that he had been with Wang Ke for the longest time, and his talent and intelligence were repeatedly praised by the instructors, and he was often compared with others, and his martial arts were not a little higher than them.

Although they didn't dare to say it again, they still despised Tie Zheng in their hearts, and many people even secretly made up their minds that they would beat Tie Zheng to tears for a while, and let the owner see his talents, maybe he would be included in the door wall, and you Jiang Zhen was a fart at that time!

Finally, under the expectant eyes of the apprentices, Wang Ke and his entourage came to the martial arts training ground.

"Let's get started. Wang Ke said.

The area of the martial arts training field is not small, and the apprentices are not very old and have low martial arts, so they are divided into six groups at the same time, Zhang Ye, Xia Xueqing and the four coaches all went to serve as referees, and only Wang Ke was sitting on the sidelines drinking tea on the ground, which looked very comfortable.

Dabi adopts an elimination system to determine the top 10 in the end, and if there are unconvinced apprentices, they can finally challenge and take the opponent's place if they win.

The apprentices are all beginners in martial arts, and the competition is not a big deal, only a few extremely good Wang Kecai secretly wrote it down, and will focus on it in the future.

After a few games, it was Jiang Zhen's turn to play, and Wang Ke had specially explained in advance that he could not use internal strength, and only fought with moves, and did not ask for anything else. I didn't want Jiang Zhen to use no weapons, he faced the battle with both hands, and defeated the opponent in only one round, ushering in an exclamation.

Jiang Zhen waved his hand triumphantly, and deliberately looked at Wang Ke, only to see Wang Ke glaring at him instead, and hurriedly reined in his pride.

Wang Ke was not surprised that Jiang Zhen won easily, with his talent and Wang Ke's martial arts, if even these apprentices couldn't defeat quickly, he simply didn't think about revenge, and just died.

What he was really worried about was Tie Zheng, after all, this kid was really stupid, and it was very likely that he wouldn't be able to beat even these beginner apprentices.

Tie Zheng finally came on the field, and like Jiang Zhen, he didn't take any weapons. Wang Ke knew that it wasn't that he was as confident as Jiang Zhen, but that he didn't know any moves at all except for a few Taizu long punches.

His opponent was a teenager about thirteen years old, who was also fighting empty-handed, and the posture he opened up was exactly what Xia Xueqing was good at.

As soon as Feng Yang shouted, Tie Zheng's opponent deceived him, struck through his ears with a double wind, and slashed Tie Zheng's temples with both palms like knives, watching his moves have entered the initial realm.

Tie Zheng acted as if he didn't see it, lunging, standing up, punching, one board and one look was no different from the usual practice, and he didn't even know how to dodge the opponent.

Wang Ke closed his eyes and couldn't bear to look at it, so he heard Fengyang announce: "Tie Zheng wins!"

(To be continued.) )