The beginning is the invincible boss

Chapter 179 The Lion's Big Opening

"Horse shape?"

Tang Ling was stunned for a moment, and then looked at the guy who had been injured by Zhao Ming: "Are you practicing the horse shape in the twelve shapes of Xingyiquan?"

People had to bow their heads under the eaves, and Mo Wenyuan was no longer tough at this time.

"It's indeed a horse shape. I don't know if it's from Xingyiquan."

Mo Wenyuan considered the words for a while, and then said: "When my master taught it, he only said it was horse-shaped, and he didn't talk about Xingyiquan, so I don't know it very well."

"Who is your master? Where is he now?" Tang Ling asked.

Now that Tang Ling has participated in the competition between the brothers of the Yue family, if he can successfully get Ma Xing, his strength will definitely increase by about [-]%.

"My master's name is Diao Xuyan. I don't know where he is now."

Worried that Tang Ling wouldn't believe it, Mo Wenyuan quickly said: "I haven't contacted him for more than two months. The last time I called him, he said he was in Yangzhou. I really don't know where he is now..."

"In this case, I won't show off."

Tang Ling didn't bother to waste time talking with him, and said directly to Mo Wenyuan, "You find a way to contact your master, and just say that I want to buy the horse-shaped boxing manual in his hand, and the price is up to him."

"That... my master loves money more."

Mo Wenyuan looked at Tang Ling carefully and said, "If you let him make a price casually, it will be a sky-high price!"

"It's normal to love money. Is there anyone in this world who doesn't love money?"

Tang Ling lit a cigarette and continued with a smile, "If your master is smart, he probably wouldn't charge the sky-high price, let alone you are still here?"

Now that it's all over, Mo Wenyuan can't say much.

He was taken by Zhao Ming to go to the government to file for the record, so far he has become a registered martial artist. If he uses force to attack ordinary people, the end will be quite serious.

As soon as Mo Wenyuan left, Tang Ling's cell phone rang.

"Is this Mr. Tang Lingtang?"

The phone was connected, and a pleasant female voice came: "I am your secretary Liu Yue, and I am here to inform you that from now on you are the executive director of our Hanguang Hotel Chain."

"Please, attend the board meeting held by all directors at two o'clock this afternoon!"

"understood!"

Tang Ling spoke calmly.

After putting down the phone, Tang Ling stopped thinking about Xingyiquan. Now that he has become the executive director of Hanguang Hotel Chain, it means that he has officially entered the front desk.

"Whether the snake swallowed into a dragon in one fell swoop, or died suddenly from indigestion, we will start to operate."

Tang Ling got up, and rarely picked out a pair of gloves from the office where he placed them, put them on and walked towards the public arena on the first floor.

"Come, come, Wuji, Zizai, Yuyao and Yan Song."

As Tang Ling went downstairs, he said to the people who were instructing the students, "Come on, get ready, let's discuss and practice later!"

"A few of us, will you hit one of us?"

Upon hearing this, Zao Wou-ki's eyes lit up and he asked: "If any of us hit you, then I will come, otherwise forget it."

"Yes, yes, we must beat you one by one, otherwise we won't come."

"Wheel fighting is not enough, you are too strong now, otherwise we will just look for abuse."

For a moment, Zao Wou-ki and the others disregarded their own face and just spoke in front of the students.

Facing the words of these guys, Tang Ling and I also shook our heads with a speechless smile.

He patted the gloves he had already put on and said in an imposing manner: "When you go together, you go together. Even if you go together, the president will find a way to tidy you up."

"Wow, it's a good show, the president will pick four and rush to grab the position."

"Hurry, hurry, there won't be a good seat if you get there late."

"Wait a minute, who ran away wearing my shoes?"

As soon as they heard that there was going to be a good show, the students who were practicing martial arts, like wolf cubs, all swarmed towards the seats around the public arena...

Soon, Tang Ling had changed into his practice clothes and stood in the middle of the ring.

Around him, Zhao Wuji, Tan Zizai, Feng Yuyao, and Zhang Yansong, the four instructors of the Lingtian Martial Arts Club and the four great masters, occupied the four sides.

They were all acquaintances, without those empty-headed nonsense, and everyone launched an attack in an instant.

Zhao Wuji's fist, Tan Zizai's leg, Feng Yuyao's strength and Zhang Yansong's offensive, all shot at Tang Ling without hesitation.

Facing four grandmaster warriors for the first time, Tang Ling was somewhat panicked.

Fortunately, he is strong enough, relying on the advantages of Xingyiquan's many gods, barely blocked the most ferocious opening, and then quickly looked for opportunities to counterattack.

You were fighting back and forth in the arena, and the many students around were watching with excitement.

At the same time, on the second floor, Chen Liang, the former head of the Tai Chi Sect, was also watching the fight on the ring below attentively.

He even unconsciously brought himself into Tang Ling's perspective, thinking about how he would fight and whether he could win if he faced the attack of these four people...

This confrontation lasted for nearly half an hour.

Tang Ling and Zao Wou-ki were all injured. If there was a winner or loser, Tang Ling should be the winner.

Two of Zhao Wou-ki's four fell down, and the other two were also seriously injured.

However, this kind of confrontation was a big improvement for them. Tang Ling gained more experience with fewer enemies and more people, and learned some of his own weaknesses.

The other four also had their own gains.

After some venting, the four of them dragged their aching bodies to the sauna room behind the Martial Arts Club.

At the same time, Mo Wenyuan, who had returned from the police station, finally dialed the number of his master Diao Xuyan after making dozens of phone calls.

"You brat, are you getting into trouble by calling me so many times?"

Hearing the voice on the other end of the phone, Mo Wenyuan immediately felt an inexplicable sense of security, and quickly asked, "Master, where are you now?"

"I've encountered a difficult matter here, and I need your help now."

Afterwards, Mo Wenyuan told Diao Xuyan everything about how he hooked up with a married woman and was reprimanded after the Dongchuang incident.

"Master, how much is a good price for our boxing records?"

Mo Wenyuan asked cautiously: "I observed that the man named Tang Ling should be quite rich, but he said that you should not ask for excessive prices."

"Hey, who told him that I won't ask for extravagant prices?"

Diao Xuyan's voice came from the other side of the phone: "Just tell that person surnamed Tang that if you want boxing records, you can prepare 3000 million for me... No, 3000 million is less, and you must prepare [-] million for me."

"If it's less than [-] million, there's no need to discuss it."

"You just answer him like this, and see how he can, finally met a fat sheep, and he would feel sorry for himself if he didn't kill him..."

(End of this chapter)