Gao Wu: You have science, and I have magic!

Wang Quan glanced at the human head on the ground, then looked at the headless corpse that was still twitching wildly. He silently raised his foot and took two steps back to prevent the blood from soaking his trouser legs.

Pointing the camera of his mobile phone at the stunned face of the deceased, he called for intelligence support from the Tianji system: "Tianji, scan the facial features of the suspect for me and confirm his identity."

"It has been confirmed that the deceased is Zhang Tonggang, a disciple of the martial arts school Jinyanmen, aged 29..."

After reading it, Wang Quan frowned, feeling that something was wrong.

Ye Qingzhou took out a tissue to wipe the blood from his fingertips. Seeing Wang Quan's frown, he asked curiously, "What's wrong, Lao Wang? Did your wife cheat on you?"

"roll."

Wang Quan glared at Ye Qingzhou unhappily, and then sent Zhang Tonggang's identity information to Ye Qingzhou.

"Huh? This guy was a martial arts apprentice three months ago, and now he has become a martial arts master? And he didn't even go to the Martial Arts Association to register."

It had been a full ten minutes since Ye Qingzhou cut off Zhang Tonggang's head, and he was still struggling and squirming, which showed how strong his vitality was. This was the physical strength that only a martial arts master could possess.

Such a speed of progress is obviously extraordinary.

Moreover, the Dongji Country's Martial Arts Association has strict management over martial artists. Masters of all schools, especially those above the professional level, must register with the Martial Arts Association, otherwise it would be illegal.

The other party is not registered, and that is the biggest problem.

"Is the Jinyan Sect a powerful martial arts school? Why haven't I heard of it?"

Ye Qingzhou put down his phone and looked at Wang Quan.

Wang Quan lit a cigarette and blew smoke rings while saying, "The Golden Swallow Sect is one of the 'Four Nine Sects'. After the fall of the previous dynasty, the so-called imperial masters flowed into the civilian population and created nine martial arts schools. They have many rules and are very pretentious, but they are considered a third-rate marginal force in the martial arts world."

Ye Qingzhou understood instantly: "So they are a group of outdated old people."

"Don't mess around. The Four Nine Sects still have some connections, and the imperial capital is also the best place..."

Wang Quan felt a little flustered when he saw Ye Qingzhou's murderous attitude, and instinctively tried to dissuade him: "Leave this matter to me."

"The relationships among the four nine sects are complicated. Can you handle it?"

Ye Qingzhou shook his head: "Let me do it, and cut the Gordian knot. Since they dare to provoke me, it means they have already put their lives aside. In this case, I will personally bury them."

Having reached the realm of Martial Saint, Ye Qingzhou now has no taboos. He can kill a bunch of villains no matter what backers or backgrounds they have.

Back then, Zhang Xinwu stormed into the imperial capital, crushed the bones of nobles on the streets, and killed the co-existence faction so that the blood flowed like a river, but in the end, didn't nothing happen?
Seeing this, Wang Quan could only sigh silently in his heart.

Gu Minghui sent him to Ye Qingzhou because he was worried that something like this would happen, but it still happened. It was all because some people were seeking their own death.

…………

In June, the sun is shining brightly and the hot summer makes people sweat profusely.

A quarter past two in the afternoon.

Imperial Capital, Xicheng District.

The headquarters of Tianzemen, a medium-sized martial arts school.

The site is a trapezoidal shape with a small front and a large back. One part is a newly built brick and tile building, and the other part is a somewhat old wooden structure.

Dozens of teenagers in dark blue training uniforms were practicing boxing in a very methodical manner.

Under the shade of several large trees surrounding the venue, instructors wearing black and blue combat uniforms walked back and forth, supervising everyone's training.

Each of these instructors has a professional cultivation level of more than sixth level. It is obvious that the teaching staff of Tianzemen's martial arts classes is very strong.

In the current martial arts world of Dongji Country, a grandmaster is basically considered a provincial leader, and a master-level martial artist is always a guest of honor among the upper class celebrities in any city.

Therefore, the fact that professional martial artists can teach classes is enough to attract many middle-class families.

But the atmosphere in Tianze Gate today is a bit depressing.

Near the door, a teenage boy seemed absent-minded, glancing at the door from time to time, his movements slightly distorted.

"Yang Ming, be serious and don't be lazy!"

The instructor's voice sounded from behind his head, and Yang Ming was patted on the head, which scared him so much that he dared not to be distracted anymore.

Time passed by minute by minute, and the hands just stopped at three o'clock.

bang bang bang~
There was a knock on the wooden door on time.

Then a young man's voice came from outside: "Gao Fuxin from the Fourth Nine Gates and the Golden Swallow Gate is here to pay you a visit."

Suddenly, all the Tianze Sect disciples stopped practicing boxing.

They looked at each other in panic, and some of them couldn't help but mutter in a low voice: "Here it comes again, every day at three o'clock in the afternoon..."

"Is this ever going to end? It's been more than half a month..."

"Why do the Jinyan Sect come to challenge us every day? The people who come are different every time. What do they want to do? We are all one of the four nine sects. Is it necessary to do things so drastically?"

"It is said that the Jinyan Sect has greatly increased its strength and wants to unify the Forty-Nine Sects."

Listening to the discussion among the disciples, the Tianze Sect instructor who was wearing a combat uniform beside them couldn't help but sigh.

In the past two months, there have been undercurrents in the martial arts schools within the imperial capital, especially the Jinyan Sect, which often sends people to challenge the Tianze Sect, of course, in the name of sparring.

But in reality, it is putting pressure to the limit.

Originally, they all came from third-rate sects. Except for the sect leader who was a master, the others were all professionals and martial arts apprentices.

However, the Jinyan Sect rose rapidly, and its leader was promoted to Grandmaster. His five core disciples were all martial arts masters. The Tianze Sect was no match for them. After their leader was defeated, they were naturally defeated miserably and never won over the other side even once.

Even now, it has begun to affect the daily practice and emotions of the disciples of Tianze Sect. More than ten disciples have withdrawn one after another and even refused to pay the tuition.

After all, in the martial arts world, fists are more important than reason, so this kind of sparring is inevitable. It is even more impossible to call the police or ask for help from the Martial Arts Association, otherwise there is no need to mix in the martial arts world in the future.

As the saying goes, it is better to lose the battle than the person. Losing the battle is a small matter, but losing the battle is a big matter.

Facing the relentless pressure from the Jinyan Sect, the Tianze Sect had no choice but to accept the challenge. If they didn't, their reputation would be ruined. How would the Tianze Sect recruit disciples from outside?
So we still have to open the door...

With a creak, the gate of the Tianzemen Dojo opened.

A young man with dyed yellow hair and a blue dragon and a white tiger tattooed on his left and right arms strode in with an extremely arrogant attitude, looking down on everyone.

After a while, the discussion was over.

Three men from the Tianze Sect went into battle, but were all defeated by the Huangmao man.

Outside the door, the yellow-haired man twisted his thick neck, moved his fists slightly, walked a few steps, got into a car, and sat in the passenger seat.

The driver was a man in his fifties, also muscular, with veins bulging on his arms, and various tattoos on his bronze skin that could not be covered by his clothes.

Even the middle-aged strong man had a centipede-like scar on his face, and his eyes were dark and deep.

bang~
As soon as the car door was closed, the yellow-haired man couldn't wait to take credit: "Master, we won three battles." The young man said as he sat in the back seat.

"Yeah, well done."

The middle-aged man sneered, "Since we, the Jinyan Sect, didn't give you face when you tried to persuade us with kind words, you can't blame us for taking action. First, we unified the 49 sects, and then integrated the entire northern martial arts world. This is the first step in our Jinyan Sect's grand plan. When facing a troublemaker like the Tianze Sect, we can use it as an example to scare the monkeys."

"Master, if we do this, will the Martial Arts Association really not interfere?"

The yellow-haired man showed a look of fear.

Although he looks crude and reckless, he was actually born in the imperial city and knows how mighty the power of heaven is.

The battle between the Seven Saints to slay the gods not long ago shocked the entire martial arts world. If even the God of Martial Arts could be slain, who would dare to go against the imperial court?
"I know what you mean. Don't worry. Everything has been arranged. We just want to restore the glory of our ancestors. We are not raising the flag of rebellion."

The middle-aged man paused for a moment and continued, "Besides, no one died. People who practice martial arts are full of vigor and vitality, so it is inevitable that they will encounter some bumps and bruises."

Huang Mao was relieved after hearing this, and then he asked another question: "Gangzi went to look for that Ye Qingzhou, why hasn't he come back yet? Could something have happened to him?"

"It shouldn't be that serious. I heard that Ye Qingzhou has lost all his cultivation and has become a useless person. I'll call him later. I guess I don't know where this guy is going again."

The middle-aged man started the car, and the wheels gradually began to spin and accelerate. He glanced out the window, and finally chatted with his disciples: "Next month, when all the small and medium-sized schools in the imperial capital are almost integrated, we can raise the banner. By then, a county's resources, medicinal materials, and fresh blood will flow into our Jinyan Sect. Only then will you and I have hope of making further progress."

Huang Mao's heart was burning with excitement when he heard this: "It's all up to the master!"

Thinking back to the time when I joined the Golden Swallow Sect, I struggled hard, and even the threshold to the professional level became a chasm that was difficult to cross in my lifetime.

Now he can even look forward to the Grandmaster realm. Huangmao felt that his blood was about to boil, and the only eight words left in his mind were "grow bigger and stronger, and create greater glory".

Half past three in the afternoon.

A car stopped at the gate of Tianzemen Dojo.

The car door opens.

A girl with waist-length hair got down from the back seat. She was dressed simply, and her figure was well-proportioned under her white clothes. Years of physical exercise made her full of youth and vitality.

Coupled with her exquisite appearance and fair facial features, she is so beautiful that it makes people's heart beat faster. Among all the young disciples of Tianze Sect, there is no one who doesn't like her, this beautiful, gentle and pretty senior sister.

After Xie Yuxi got out of the car, the driver's door was also pushed open.

The person who got out of the car was her father, Xie Zhengming, a middle-aged man in his early forties, whose features bore a resemblance to Xie Yuxi's.

He was tall and strong, with a dignified temperament and a full beard on his face. He was not wearing a suit but a short suit, showing his identity as a martial artist.

As the current leader of the Tianze Sect, Xie Zhengming has been in a very bad mood recently. If you observe carefully, you can even see that his breathing is a little difficult. It is obviously a hidden injury he suffered in the previous competition, which has not yet healed.

The father and daughter walked towards the headquarters of Tianze Sect. Along the way, the disciples greeted them weakly and the atmosphere seemed a little depressing.

When they reached the depths of the dojo, a man who was obviously a few years older than Xie Zhengming came up to them. He was the instructor who had been in charge of teaching the class before.

A trace of fatigue flashed in the young instructor's eyes, and there was helplessness and a bitter smile on his face: "Master, the people from the Golden Swallow Sect are here again. Junior Brothers Chen, Cai and I fought together, but we lost all three battles..."

Looking at the second disciple who was in charge of running the Tianze Sect's headquarters, Xie Zhengming also sighed, and the two looked at each other in silence.

In the past half month, the people from Jinyanmen have stopped even pretending and have taken turns sending their core disciples to challenge Tianzemen.

The Jinyan Sect now has one grandmaster and five masters. Its strength is not weak even among second-rate sects. Third-rate sects like the Tianze Sect simply cannot cope with it.

What's even more hateful is that after the Jinyan Sect sent its core disciples to compete and injured the disciples of the Tianze Sect, they pretended to compensate on the surface, but secretly encouraged other martial arts schools of the Four Nine Sects to challenge them and add insult to injury, making the Tianze Sect very passive.

This move caused Tianzemen to be stepped on by martial arts forces that were usually inferior to Tianzemen. The purpose was simple, which was to put pressure on the entire Tianzemen and force Tianzemen to join the so-called "Northern Martial Arts World".

Obviously, the Jinyan Sect intends to unify the other eight sects of the 'Four Nine Sects', integrate their strength, increase their momentum, and eventually dominate the entire northern martial arts world.

The strongest force in the imperial capital is the Shence Army, so there is no powerful martial arts school. This instead gives Jinyanmen an opportunity. As long as Jinyanmen can gather some third-rate or even second-rate martial arts schools and monopolize the right to speak, it has a good chance of becoming bigger and stronger.

At the feet of the emperor, in the capital of a country, how many dignitaries are there in the imperial capital?

Especially the younger generation from powerful families, if they can recruit these talents, the network resources of the Sijiu Sect will crush all other sects.

The benefits here are no longer measurable by money alone.

Moreover, Tianze Sect was aware that behind Jinyan Sect, there was a powerful and mysterious force hidden. The other party was obviously planning to use the "shell" of Jinyan Sect to integrate the larger "shell" of Sijiu Sect.

Because of the pressure from the Martial Arts Association, the other party dared not act recklessly. For the time being, they still abided by the rules of the martial arts world on the surface. They did not directly wipe out the entire family, but used all aspects to suppress small and medium-sized schools, and tempted them with funds, resources, medicinal materials, and various martial arts and secret techniques.

Among the 49 sects, three have already chosen to surrender as they could not bear it any longer. The others are also wavering and have ambiguous attitudes. Among the nine sects, only the Tianze Sect is the tough one.

In order to make an example of someone, Jin Yanmen kept sending out experts to challenge them.

However, up to now, Jinyanmen's plan to integrate the four nine sects is still very measured. No large-scale bloody conflict has broken out, and no grandmaster-level combat power has appeared.

After Xie Yuxi finished healing the injured brothers, she walked to Xie Zhengming with a worried look on her face and said, "Father, this is not a solution. Let's ask the Martial Arts Association to mediate."

"If we do this, the reputation of Tianze Sect will be ruined."

Xie Zhengming shook his head. After all, it was his ancestors' foundation. He didn't want to give it up unless it was absolutely necessary. "I'll go find Old Man Yan later to see if there's any room for improvement." (End of this chapter)