Although they hadn't seen each other for many years, Hong Kang still recognized Peng Qianwu immediately.

When Hong Kang looked at Peng Qianwu, Peng Qianwu noticed something.

His head immediately turned.

In this turn, Peng Ganwu's expression changed from surprise, hesitation, and finally determination.

Ma Feng noticed the direction of Hong Kang's attention, looked over, and saw a middle-aged man wearing a black robe and mandarin jacket. He was clean and tidy, and his hair was carefully taken care of.

"Brother Hong, is that...?"

"My senior brother."

"Your senior brother? Then I need to get to know him."

As soon as Ma Feng lifted his steps, he put them down again because of Hong Kang's words.

"The relationship between me and him is not as good as Brother Ma thought." Hong Kang said, "If we compare, it is much worse than the relationship between you and Zhang Yi!"

"Well... forget it then!" Ma Feng said, "I don't want to bring trouble on myself. Hey, I also saw an acquaintance, Brother Hong, I won't tell you anymore."

As Ma Feng left, Peng Ganwu took a young man to Hongkang.

"Hey, isn't this my junior brother?!" Peng Ganwu's voice is still so distinctive, and his accent is still so weird, "I haven't seen you for many years, how are you?"

Hong Kang cupped his fists and greeted: "Senior brother, I haven't seen you for many years, but you still have the same style."

One of the four great joys in life is meeting an old friend in a foreign country.

Although, the relationship between the two is only superficially friendly.

Hong Kang looked at the young man behind him and asked: "Who is this...?"

The young man seemed a little excited: "Uncle Junior, it's me!!"

"Little uncle??"

Hong Kang muttered, looking at the young man's facial contour, his eyes lit up, "You are Xiao Qi!"

The young man is Peng Qianwu's son, Peng Qizi.

Peng Qizi smiled at Hong Kang: "Uncle, you recognize me. Where have you been for so many years? You haven't even come to see me."

"You're just wandering around!" Hong Kang didn't answer him directly, but said, "You've grown up, and... you've practiced kung fu pretty well."

"Hey hey hey..."

Peng Qizi smiled happily.

Although he hadn't seen Hong Kang for many years, he didn't feel resentful towards Hong Kang.

Maybe it has something to do with the fact that Hong Kang's appearance hasn't changed much!

Hong Kang could sense that Peng Qizi's Qi and blood were stronger than those of ordinary warriors. It should be because Peng Ganwu taught him the "Golden Bell". And although his "Taihe Gong" has not penetrated Xiao Zhoutian, it is still among his peers. Among people, they are also among the best.

He is much stronger than his second disciple Wang Qiaoting. Of course, if compared with Zhao Xinchuan, he is still much inferior.

"Junior brother, after so many years, your martial arts must have improved a lot, right?!!"

This is what Peng Ganwu has said.

The first thing he said was that he was "concerned" about Hong Kang's strength.

Hong Kang said with a smile: "How elegant is such a small effort! But Senior Brother, you are already able to achieve "inner energy counter-shock"."

As soon as these words came out, Peng Ganwu's smiling eyes suddenly dropped.

"...Junior brother, you have such good eyesight!!"

When Hong Kang said this, it meant that his cultivation was completely seen through by him.

But I couldn't see through his level of cultivation.

Peng Ganwu could feel that the aura of his little junior brother was the same as that of ordinary people.

But that is absolutely impossible!!

His talent is even higher than Zhou Xiyu!

What's more, he reached the [god] stage more than ten years ago. Peng Qianwu definitely didn't believe that there would be no progress at all in the past ten years.

"Junior brother, are you also here for the martial arts exchange meeting between the two countries?"

"Senior brother, isn't it?"

"I came here to make [Tai Chi Sect] famous. After all, I am the leader of [Tai Chi Sect], right?!" Peng Ganwu meant what he said.

Hong Kang smiled.

If before, he did want to get the position of head, but that was to be able to take back the "Ape Strike Technique" from Zhou Xiyu, but he no longer needs it.

"Then, junior brother, I would like to wish senior brother here first that everything he wishes will come true."

Regarding the verbal exchange between his father and his junior uncle, Peng Qizi felt helpless.

He is more inclined to the junior uncle, but after all, Peng Ganwu is his biological father. He is the junior, so he is sandwiched between the two of them, so it is difficult to say anything.

"Hmph! I hope, junior brother, you can always be so calm."

Seeing that Hong Kang's expression was completely normal, Peng Qianwu felt a little unhappy. He said coldly and left.

Peng Qizi hurriedly followed, not forgetting to say goodbye to Hong Kang.

"Uncle Junior, let's go first!"

…………

Meeting Peng Ganwu was unexpected.

This exchange meeting started soon.

When people from Japan appeared, the discerning warrior suddenly became tense.

[Liubon Dao] All of them have extraordinary bearings, especially four of them, who are full of determination.

Hong Kang looked at those people and his expression changed.

In his perception, these people were at least no weaker than Yagyu Ichibei.

There are two people whose auras are even better than Yagyu Ichibei's.

Although the two men were well hidden, they still couldn't escape Hong Kang's induction.

And that Yagyu Wuji was like a sky-high sharp blade in Hong Kang's mental perception.

Give yourself a faint threat.

When the warriors from both sides appeared on the stage, they first signed the [Life and Death Certificate].

The first few games were quite uneventful.

In the first two days, at best, there were only injuries.

But once we figured out the strength of these Japanese warriors, some more powerful masters from China came on stage.

At the same time, the situation changed.

Because, deaths began to occur.

As soon as the death occurred, the relatives and friends involved immediately became furious.

The martial arts dispatched are getting better and better.

Even Ma Feng came on stage.

As a friend, Hong Kang naturally came to watch the battle.

Ma Feng's opponent is Okita Makoto of "Tenurishin-ryu". She is about thirty-seven or eighty-years-old, and is in the golden age of a warrior.

To be honest, Hong Kang didn't have much expectation for Ma Feng to win.

Hong Kang can sense how strong Ma Feng is.

He only came to ensure that Ma Feng's life would not be in danger.

Sure enough, although Ma Feng's double swords were powerful and he had practiced his external skills to the point where he could snap his legs and break the sword, he still lost to Okita Mahko.

But with Hong Kang by his side, he would not be put in danger of his life.

But the next competition.

The situation is completely one-sided.

When those Japanese swordsmen fought with Chinese warriors, they could always force the Chinese warriors to stop their movements at a certain moment and kill the opponent.

Some people felt something was wrong, but the fight to catch them was obvious.

Hong Kang's mind moved, his eyes closed, and his spiritual sense relaxed.

During the next competition, he suddenly sensed an invisible spiritual wave acting on the warriors from the Chinese side.

"That's it! It was someone who was tricked."

"Since you are the first to break the rules, then don't blame me for bullying the small."

Hong Kang's eyes suddenly opened, and his "fist intention" was immediately released.

It is not specifically aimed at a certain person, but to offset this mental fluctuation.

"Um?"
Chapter completed!