Fight in the ring?
Since coming to this era, Meng Shaoyuan has experienced countless things, but he has never seen a ring!
In my own time, there were some so-called "masters" who would set up some kind of arena and show off a few moves in a bluffing manner.
But this is not giving face to traditional martial arts, it is embarrassing!
Is there any martial arts?
have!
Can traditional martial arts be used in actual combat?
able!
However, with the development of the times, especially after the large-scale use of guns, there are fewer and fewer places where traditional martial arts play a role.
As a result, the essence of practical combat and fighting began to gradually disappear, and martial arts became more and more focused on showmanship.
The most terrifying thing is that he has actually developed martial arts routines and moves, and he also needs to be rated.
A group of people perform the routines there without making any mistakes. Looking back at the moon means looking back at the moon. If you connect a black tiger to look at the heart, it will be a black tiger to look at the heart. It must not be messed up.
The judges looked there and said, OK, your movements are well connected, and I will give you a martial arts level. Your movements are not connected smoothly, and you actually add your own routine movements. That won't work. Don't even think about Wuying level. I can only give you Wusong's brother level!
There were two people fighting there, each move had been rehearsed countless times in advance. One move of the choke gun, the opponent will definitely use the wind swinging willow to dodge.
What, you want to cross the river with an iron rope?
Out!
If you don't follow the prescribed actions, you will be eliminated!
That's not martial arts, that's acting.
What is the real traditional Chinese martial arts?
For example, the "Xin Chief Sword Technique" created by Qi Jiguang is based on the painful lessons of the confrontation with Japanese pirates. It combines the strengths of Chinese and Japanese sword techniques, takes the strengths of Japanese sword techniques, makes up for the shortcomings of Chinese sword techniques, and learns from the enemy. It is a practical sword technique that is used on the enemy and eventually shines on the battlefield, especially in the battles against the Japanese, the Tatars, and the Wanli Renchen to aid the Dynasty!
It is definitely not comparable to that kind of fancy knife skills.
It is a pity that people in later generations, firstly because of the popularity of guns and secondly because they pay too much attention to appearance, can hardly see anything that can be used in actual combat.
Meng Shaoyuan realized that he was actually going to see an arena match!
No, he, the old man from Jinghu, is a man who is about to reach eighty years old. Although his body is still strong, can he still enter the ring at this age?
Since the fall of Shanghai, Zhang Renkui has naturally become the target of the Japanese's efforts to win over, but his old man is proud and will not bow to the Japanese. On the contrary, he actively shouts for the war of resistance!
In order to undermine Zhang Renkui's will to resist the war and undermine the Chinese people's self-confidence, the Japanese sent a letter of challenge to Zhang Renkui to fight in the ring.
The venue for the competition was also carefully selected by the Japanese, at the most lively Jing'an Temple in Shanghai!
They want to defeat Zhang Renkui in the most crowded place in Shanghai and destroy the Chinese people's self-confidence!
Japanese challenger:
Yano Yaichi!
The captain of the Japanese Military Police and the successor of Chujo-style swordsmanship!
He was twenty-nine years old!
And Zhang Renkui was seventy-three years old!
"Damn it, can the Japanese really think about it?" Meng Shaoyuan couldn't help but cursed after reading the challenge: "Let a young and strong man challenge an old man...ah, brother, I didn't mean to... "
Do you still need to fight?
If you ask a young man to compete with an old man, you can basically guess the outcome.
"You think so, and the Japanese think so too." Zhang Renkui didn't care at all: "They think Yano Yaoichi will win. And me? Once I refuse to compete, the Japanese will definitely make a big fuss, saying that I, Zhang Renkui, are afraid. The Japanese dare not go to the ring in public, their hearts are vicious and their intentions can be punished!"
"Old Master, I'll go in your place!" Sun Qingsheng couldn't help but said loudly.
"You are not qualified yet." Zhang Renkui smiled: "The Japanese challenge me by name. If I were anyone else, they would find excuses."
"Fuck? Fuck you!" Meng Shaoyuan couldn't help but cursed: "Is he a little Japanese who wants to challenge you? Then I will challenge him too! I, I will find a Japanese girl to fight!"
Zhang Renkui laughed "haha": "Brother, if you want to find Japanese girls to fight, that's your business, but now that the Japanese are bullying us, it won't work!"
As he said that, the old man's face straightened: "I decided to accept the challenge!"
"Brother!" Meng Shaoyuan was really anxious: "You have to think twice."
I don’t know if this challenge has ever happened in history, let alone how it will end. The problem is that the old man is really old.
"Why, brother, you don't trust me?" Zhang Renkui suddenly showed a long-lost arrogance: "I, Zhang Renkui, relied on a scythe to kill alive the number one traitor under the command of the defense commander Zhang Xun, the 'Plague God' Han Hu. I still rely on this one. The scythe swept across Jiangsu and Zhejiang, and gained an army general. In the Zhi-Anhui War, I still used this scythe to help Qi Xieyuan drive away Lu Yongxiang! I am getting old, now that the Japanese have found me, they also let this scythe come back to the world. It’s time!”
Meng Shaoyuan listened to his heroic words and stopped insisting: "Brother is still as brave as before. Since brother has decided, as brothers, I will bring my men to support you on that day!"
"Haha, okay!" Zhang Renkui said with a smile: "Seventy-three or eighty-four, the King of Hell will not invite me to go. My life, Zhang Renkui, the King of Hell can take it, the kid can take it, but I can't give it to the Japanese!"
…
The news that Zhang Renkui accepted the Japanese challenge and would set up a public arena at Jing'an Temple spread throughout Shanghai like it had wings.
The Qinggang disciples were angry and excited at the same time.
They all knew that the old man was seventy-three years old. The Japanese took notice of this and launched a challenge without shame, going too far.
The exciting thing is that the legendary story of the old man and his scythe is well known to the Qing Gang disciples. But there are really too few people who have seen it with their own eyes.
The old man went to the ring to compete in person, which was something he could only see once in his life.
For ordinary people, there is not so much to consider.
In their eyes, little Japan actually dares to challenge the Chinese? In the past, I had heard about martial arts competitions in Peiping, Tianjin and other places, but I didn’t expect to be able to see them all in Shanghai.
As for the Ministry of Industry and Industry, they are also happy to see this happen.
They have no control over the ongoing war between China and Japan, but if there are any conflicts between China and Japan, how about just putting them on the stage to resolve them?
This can also greatly increase the influence of the public settlement and promote local economic consumption!
Everyone has been eagerly waiting for that day to arrive.
…
"It's a martial arts competition." Meng Shaoyuan sat in the office, always in a daze.
"It's so unfair!" Xiao Zhong said angrily: "How can the Japanese be so shameless? Let a man under thirty years old challenge a seventy-three-year-old man?"
Wu Jingyi also found it incredible: "District Chief Meng, you have many ideas. Think of a way to make this competition more fair."
"It's a martial arts competition." Meng Shaoyuan sighed again: "It would be great if I could sell tickets and charge a fee."
puff!
Wu Jingyi and Xiao Zhong almost squirted out.
What?
What is this young master thinking there?
In such a serious competition, why is he trying to make money by selling tickets for a fee?
"You said that the Ministry of Industry and Industry will not allow me to sell tickets, right?" Meng Shaoyuan sighed: "These guys really have no economic sense at all."
"District Chief Meng." Wu Jingyi said seriously: "To be honest, I really want to beat you."
"You're going to hit me?" Meng Shaoyuan said indifferently: "There are many people who want to hit me. Who do you think is the best? Get in line."
Xiao Zhong shook his head repeatedly, but he could not say this to Assistant Wu about District Chief Meng: "District Chief Meng, why don't I organize a group of people and wait until the competition is over to kill Yano Yao?"
"You fart!" Meng Shaoyuan cursed: "If the old man wins, there is no point in killing Yano Yaoichi. But if we lose, does it mean that we kill Yano Yaoichi and give the Japanese an excuse to make a fuss? You said you and After living with me for so many days, why can’t my brain turn around?”
"There will be a competition the day after tomorrow. Is there really nothing we can do?" Wu Jingyi asked unwillingly.
"There is no way, there is really no way." Meng Shaoyuan said frustratedly, "I don't even know who Yano Yaoichi is, how can I think of a way? But that day, I will definitely support the old man!"
…
Martial arts contest?
What kind of era is this, and we still compete in martial arts?
Meng Baifeng shook his head.
The intentions of the Japanese are really vicious.
I had previously known about the plan proposed by Kojiro Kawamoto, called the "Autumn Plan."
Yao Yano is just a forward.
Jang In-kyu will definitely accept the competition.
His sworn brother, Meng Shaoyuan, must also know.
What do you think Zhang Inkui thinks? He actually became sworn sworn brother with his own son?
I remember when I was hanging out in Shanghai and getting acquainted with Zhang Renkui. When I saw him, I had to call him "Old Master" respectfully.
What now?
Do you think you have to call your son "little master" when you see him?
Now, this young master has nothing to do, right?
If my son fails, I should take action.
Little grandpa?
I bother!
…
Meng Baifeng picked up the public phone and dialed a number: "Gendarme? I'm looking for Captain Yano... Captain Yano? Don't ask me who I am, I have to tell you something... Your wife is with someone adultery……"
"Baga! Bastard!"
"Really, I saw it with my own eyes. When I brought them tea... Ah, no, I overheard it. I'm not a waiter... Your wife's name is Lizi, right? They will participate in the competition when you go On that day, we had a tryst at Shengdong Hotel...the room number was 308...my wife also betrayed me, so I sympathize with you..."
"Are you sure?"
"You can be sure, please don't get angry in advance, woman, I know very well that they deny it, unless you can catch them in bed. Take care, Yano-kun."
Meng Baifeng hung up the phone.
He calmly walked out of the telephone exchange and wanted to stop a rickshaw.
Not a single rickshaw stopped in front of him.
Why?
Ah, right.
Meng Baifeng laughed dumbly.
Who would stop to pick me up when I was wearing such shabby clothes?
