The next day.

8:30 in the morning.

A row of luxury cars were parked at the door of Xinyi Boxing Gym.

At the gate, two rows of disciples from the boxing gym stood to welcome the guests.

Inside the boxing gym, the huge training ground was cleared out, with a circle of armchairs and coffee tables placed around it. Tea was placed on the coffee tables, and all the big names in the martial arts world were present.

Behind every big boss, there are several trusted disciples.

Today's competition is related to the fate of the Hong Kong martial arts community and is a rare contest between masters. Those who can come to the scene to watch are all elites from various boxing gyms, or at least rising stars who are highly valued.

The main seat on the north side was empty, as it was prepared for Li Jinlong.

Everyone was talking about it.

"Master Mo, it's already nine o'clock, and Taoist Long Yun hasn't arrived yet. Have you really notified him?"

Someone asked.

Mo Xinyi said, "I sent Mo Jun to deliver the challenge to him personally, so how could he not come?"

Mo Jun nodded on the side: "Yes, he promised to come."

"What about Senior Li Jinlong? He won't stand us up, will he?"

"No."

Mo Xinyi said.

As they were chatting, someone outside shouted, "Wudang Sect Taoist Long Yun has arrived!"

Everyone immediately fell silent, all looking nervous.

Taoist Master Long Yun came as expected.

However, Wanru also came.

At this time, it was as if he was walking in front. Taoist Long Yun was still dressed as last time, looking very majestic. Unfortunately, he was just a little follower now.

"Master!"

Mo Xinyi stood up to greet him.

Taoist Long Yun clasped his fists.

Someone invited Taoist Long Yun to the south position.

Taoist Long Yun asked Wanru to sit down while he stood aside.

sweat……

Everyone was speechless.

They all stared at Wanru.

It is certainly beautiful, extremely beautiful.

But that's not the point.

That is something that only young disciples would be curious about. These big guys are curious about Wanru's identity and how she could be so respected by Taoist Long Yun.

"Set up a chair for Taoist Long Yun."

Mo Xinyi whispered to Mo Jun.

Mo Jun quickly moved a chair over.

"Master, please take a seat."

He still respects Taoist Master Long Yun very much and is grateful to him.

Taoist Long Yun smiled and sat down.

It was as if she was looking straight ahead, but her eyes were unfocused, as if she was not looking at anything. She was sitting there, but it was as if she was not there at all.

Taoist Long Yun coughed and said, "Master Mo, since everyone is here, let's get down to business. I've already said this the other day, and you understand my stance. The question now is, what is your stance? Do you want to cooperate or confront?"

Mo Xinyi said calmly, "Master, don't be anxious. Since you want to challenge our Hong Kong martial arts community, you must fight us first. In the eyes of your mainland martial arts comrades, we may be vulnerable, but no matter what, we have to fight to know for sure. Naturally, someone will accept your challenge today, but it won't be us."

"I see. You've invited outside help, right?"

Taoist Long Yun laughed: "Okay, then notify him quickly, I don't have much patience."

It's not that he has no patience, the key is that he is afraid of appearing to have no patience.

If Wanru gets upset at that time, he will suffer even though he is the head of the Wudang Sect.

In Wanru's eyes, he is also an ant.

He is very clear about this.

Mo Xinyi smiled coldly, and the others followed suit.

Ye Jianming said: "Master, don't worry. He will be here soon, and he will definitely give you a surprise when he comes."

surprise?

Taoist Priest Long Yun was a little puzzled.

"Well, I hope I won't be disappointed."

Everyone sat there without talking, and the atmosphere in the courtyard seemed a bit depressing.

It's almost nine o'clock.

Li Jinlong hasn't appeared yet.

Mo Xinyi and others were secretly anxious.

Taoist Priest Long Yun finally grew impatient and frowned, saying, "The time is up, and your reinforcements haven't arrived yet. Are they afraid to come?"

"Who said I don't dare to come?"

At this moment, a voice came from outside the door.

Then Li Jinlong walked in.

Li Jinlong was also wearing a Taoist robe today, but the robe was probably a bit old and looked very old, but it looked very clean. He also had a long sword on his back, which was very similar to the dress of Taoist Long Yun.

His appearance naturally made Mo Xinyi and others very happy.

A group of people stood up at once and respectfully saluted him with their fists clasped together: "Senior Li."

Li Jinlong ignored them. He stood in the middle of the martial arts field and stared at Taoist Long Yun.

Taoist Priest Long Yun was also looking at him.

He always felt that the Taoist in front of him was somewhat familiar, but he couldn't remember who he was.

But he had a strong feeling that he must know the person in front of him.

"Who are you--"

Taoist Priest Long Yun also stood up and asked with a complicated expression.

Li Jinlong said sarcastically: "Long Yun, after thirty years of not seeing you, don't you recognize me?"

"Who are you? Forgive my poor eyesight, I just feel that you look familiar, but I really can't remember who you are."

Taoist Master Long Yun didn't react for a moment.

Li Jinlong snorted coldly, "You, my defeated general, were nothing thirty years ago, and now, as the headmaster, you're still nothing. The Wudang Sect, one of the seven great martial arts sects, actually entered the secular world and became a dog! It's fine if you mess around in mainland China. I've retired from the martial arts world for decades and don't want to bother with you. But you actually ran to Hong Kong to show off your power. Today, I, Jin Yun, will clean up the mess for my sect!"

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