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    No!

    The first thing Yang Chen showed was not force, but wisdom.

    Such talents geniuses have become the leaders of the three generations of the Yang family camp. This is the luck of the Yang family, the luck of the Yang family camp, and the luck of Tang Ziwen.

    With the potential shown by Yang Chen now, to what extent will it develop in the future?

    Great warrior?  Martial arts master?  Great martial artist?

    He is only seventeen years old!

    Maybe he will be able to reach the master level before he is fifty!

    The fifty-year-old grandmaster!

    correct!

    He is also the president of the Weapons Masters Association and is a weapons master who can create famous weapons.  If the Weapon Masters Association can develop in his hands again in the future, even the sects and hidden families will not dare to look down on the Yang family anymore.

    In this way, Tang Ziwen was right to follow the Yang family.

    The future is promising!

    "Tell me about it!" Tang Ziwen looked at Yang Chen and said, "But what's the matter with me?"

    "There is something! I think if this matter is handled well, it will also be good for Uncle Tang."

    "oh?"

    Tang Ziwen was interested. With Yang Chen's wisdom, he would never lie when he said it was good for him.  He came to Shanghai not long ago, and Shanghai was not within the Yang family's sphere of influence.  He came to Shanghai just to break the ice.  It's just that he hasn't found a good opportunity yet. During these days, he has been feeling a little anxious.

    Yang Chen told Kou Cun¡¯s story from beginning to end, and then said: "This is what I planned"

    When Yang Chen and Tang Ziwen finished their research, it was already noon, and Tang Ziwen took Yang Chen to eat in the municipal party committee canteen.  Just after eating half of it, Yang Chen's cell phone rang.

    ¡°I¡¯ll take a call, it¡¯s Zhou Zhou!¡±

    Yang Chen greeted Tang Ziwen and then answered the phone.  In less than two minutes, Yang Chen hung up the phone and said apologetically to Tang Ziwen:

    "Uncle Tang, Zhou Du invited seven friends to dinner. They are all martial arts gym directors. These seven people were basically persuaded by Zhou Du, but they want to see me."

    "I asked Xiao Li to go with you."

    "Thank you, Uncle Tang."

    "Come to my house tonight."

    "good!"

    Tang Ziwen didn¡¯t say why he wanted Yang Chen to go to his house, and Yang Chen didn¡¯t ask and directly agreed.

    Miyun Xiaozhu.

    This is a private restaurant.

    Yang Chen and Li Cungang came to a box, and Yang Chen knocked on the door.  Soon, the door was opened from the inside, and Zhou Zhou's face appeared inside the door. In the box, seven other people also stood up and walked towards this side.

    "Young Master Yangthis is" Sudden surprise appeared on Zhou Du's face, causing the muscles on his face to twist.

    "Go in and talk!"

    Yang Chen walked into the box, followed by Li Cungang, closing the door behind him.  The seven curators suddenly stopped and looked at Li Cungang in surprise.  As Tang Ziwen's secretary, these curators knew each other.  It's just that I haven't dealt with it.  At this time, I saw that Yang Chen had invited Tang Ziwen. What does this mean?

    This shows that Yang Chen is not fooling them, but can really use official power.

    "Young Master Yang, Li Chu, please, please!" Zhou Du said excitedly.

    "Please, please!" The seven people also said excitedly.

    Everyone sat down again, and Li Cungang said calmly: "Before I came, Secretary Tang told me that Brother Yang will take the lead in everything, and I will cooperate."

    Zhou Du¡¯s eight curators were refreshed, and their gazes on Yang Chen became firm, without any hesitation.  Zhou Du filled Yang Chen and Li Cungang's glasses with wine, picked up the wine glasses and said:

    "Young Master Yang, we will do whatever you say."

    A banquet was enjoyed by both the guests and the host. At the banquet, Yang Chen told the eight curators about his plan, and all eight curators were excited.  Finally, Yang Chen said seriously:

    "If you do this well, it can be said that you have seized the opportunity of Shanghai Martial Arts School industry. From now on, your eight martial arts schools will develop into the most successful martial arts gyms in Shanghai."

    "Thank you, Mr. Yang! Thank you, Chu Li!"

    Shanghai University.

    Foreign student dormitories.

    Peng Desheng has left, and Tom is sitting alone in the living room.  The door of another bedroom opened, and Geely walked out of the room, sat opposite Tom and said:

    "Tom, do you really want to challenge Yang Chen?"

    &nHis face was red.  One of them took a sip and said:

    "Is that Zhou Du a fool?"

    "He is not stupid!"

    "He's not stupid, why would he do this?"

    "Who knows? But no matter why, this is a good opportunity for us!"

    The other three people¡¯s research also brightened up. A curator with a fleshy face slapped the table and laughed:

    "Then what are we waiting for? Tomorrow we will select some elementary and junior high school tutors from the martial arts school to compete with Yingcai Martial Arts School, hahaha"

    At this time, in many taverns or martial arts gyms in Shanghai, many gym directors were discussing this matter.  It's not that they want to talk about it, but the eight martial arts schools in Zhouzhou are too high-profile. Although it is not high-profile enough to become news in Shanghai and let everyone in Shanghai know about it, in one afternoon, the martial arts schools in Shanghai are so high-profile.  The industry knows it.

    In fact, there are almost no secrets in this industry. Once any martial arts gym takes any action, other martial arts gyms will soon know about it.  As the saying goes, peers are enemies, and every martial arts school pays attention to other martial arts schools.  What's more, was this news spread intentionally by Zhou Zhou's eight martial arts schools?

    Therefore, many martial arts schools are preparing to take students to eight martial arts schools to challenge them tomorrow. As long as they defeat those eight martial arts schools, they can brag about the high level of teaching in their own martial arts schools and attract students from the eight martial arts schools to join them.  Martial Arts School.

    Where do you usually have such an opportunity?

    I didn¡¯t expect that Zhou Du¡¯s eight martial arts schools would come to my door!

    Night.

    Yang Chen visited Tang Ziwen¡¯s home. After dinner at Tang Ziwen¡¯s house, Tang Ziwen took Yang Chen to the backyard. Tang Ziwen looked at Yang Chen and said:

    "What sword skills have you practiced?"

    "The first thing I practiced was Ba Sword, and now I have reached the fourth style. Later, because I practiced Cloud Fist and Water Fist, I also practiced the 108-style Cloud Sword and the 72-style Water Sword."

    Tang Ziwen nodded and said: "Actually, the cloud knife and the water knife are not suitable for swords and cannot bring out the true power of the sword. Do you know why this is?"

    Yang Chen thought for a moment and asked uncertainly: "But is it because thickness and dominance are the secrets of the sword?"

    "Not bad!" Tang Ziwen nodded appreciatively: "Each weapon has its own martial arts that is most suitable for it. The elegance of clouds and the continuous flow of water can also reflect one aspect of the sword, but they cannot discover the true nature of the sword.  Power. A thick sword should be a real sword."

    Tang Ziwen took out a sword from the weapon rack: "I have been practicing mountain swords all my life. I think only mountain swords can tap out the true power of the sword, and it is more suitable for you."

    Tang Ziwen cited the long sword and the starting position: "The secret of the mountain sword is its thickness, like the thickness of a mountain. There are thirty-six postures in total."

    "Om"

    The sword in Tang Ziwen's hand trembled and buzzed. At the same time, the gentle and elegant Tang Ziwen changed. A heavy momentum emanated from his body, completely integrated with the sword, like a mountain.

    Yang Chen¡¯s entire body suddenly stood up with fear. He felt an unmatched pressure coming over him, like a huge mountain, pressing towards him.

    This is the power of the sword, the power of the mountain that is more powerful than my own wave style.

    No!

    It¡¯s not that the mountains are stronger than the Tide Style, but that the mountains are more suitable for fighting swords.

    There was a heavy aura flowing in the courtyard, and every time the long knife passed through the air, it gave people the feeling of being overwhelmed by a mountain. Yang Chen just watched from the side, feeling like he was being oppressed and suffocated.

    The light of the sword shone under the moonlight. Tang Ziwen stopped his move and handed the sword to Yang Chen. He sat on a chair in the corner of the yard. A pot of tea had been brewed and placed there. Tang Ziwen poured it for himself.  Drinking a cup of tea slowly while looking at Yang Chen standing in the center of the yard.

    Yang Chen held the sword in his hand and stood motionless in the center of the yard. In his mind, he replayed the action of Tang Ziwen's sword swing and the breath of the mountain released. His heart was filled with the content of Tang Ziwen's explanation while swiping the sword. Gradually,  He began to visualize the mountains, and the aura of his whole person gradually changed. There was no elegance, ups and downs, and domineering. The whole person was like a mountain, lasting forever.

    On the dark street, a black figure was moving quickly. The man avoided the light of the street lights and walked through the shadows of the buildings, quietly and without a trace.

    The dark figure appeared outside the wall of Tang Ziwen's independent villa, and he listened carefully. It was the backyard wall, and there was no sound inside.  There was a hint of murderous intent in the corner of his mouth. With a slight movement, he put one hand on the wall. With a slight exertion, he stuck out half of his head and looked into the courtyard.

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