What a diligent study in Chen Wenxiang!

Twenty-eight years later, there is yours.

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One day.

Chen Wenxiang and Cao Zhenglei walked in the yard, chatting as they were chatting, and talking about the martial arts outside.

Those top ten masters.

Ask Cao Zhenglei what he thinks of those ten people.

Cao Zhenglei thought for a while and replied: "I only pay attention to the first three martial artists, and I don't think about the ones behind me."

Chen Wenxiang smiled bitterly, "Aren't you saying that there are only the top three masters in the martial arts world outside, who are within your consideration?"

Later, Chen Wenxiang asked him about his views on the various behaviors of those martial artists.

Cao Zhenglei said calmly: "Wu, you have to use it as a force. How can you negotiate for beauty and enjoy killing people?"

"That foreign martial arts world with right and wrong is no longer the pure martial arts world of our China."

"They are just powerful and small people."

"Senior, what is a big shot?"

When Cao Zhenglei heard Chen Wenxiang's question, he couldn't help but feel silent. He thought about it and suddenly remembered the young man three years ago. He was also here, and he talked about the commonalities between philosophy and martial arts with him, which gave him a vague opportunity to break through to the way of heaven.

Cao Zhenglei smiled violently, how could he think of that young junior martial artist?
Chapter completed!