"The head of state knows that only those of us in the green forest who play martial arts can control this place... first control the folk customs here, and then establish compulsory education for all the people!"
"It will take at least a hundred and eighty years before the people here begin to accept the ideas of the Han family... We were all assigned by the Führer, and we are the advance team to open up new frontiers for the Han family!"
"I knew it was hard work, so I accepted this bullshit princely title!"
"No way! The aborigines in this land of white mountains and black waters don't understand anything. If you tell them terms like prime minister, prime minister, parliament, capitalist... etc., they have no idea at all!"
"There is no concept and no comparison. They don't know the use of these names! They can only understand the old traditional terms such as emperor, prince, general... When they hear it, they will have comparisons and judgments in their hearts. !”
"This is the origin of my title of King of the Far East! In fact, I just want these indigenous people to understand, be in awe, and listen to your words and accept management!"
"Sooner or later I will throw away this hat. I came from the green forest, and I will eventually go back to the green forest... When the time comes, Sister Wu, let's find a place with green mountains and green waters where there are few people, and live a good life!"
The old farmer scratched his head in confusion, "Hey... I tried to persuade you in vain. I don't know why you fell in love with her? Let's not talk about this anymore. Let's discuss the system of the previous university. Tell me about the bad habit of keeping secret tricks. How did you break it?"
Since ancient times, martial arts practitioners in China have always liked to keep special moves and are not willing to teach all their skills to their apprentices. This is indeed a big reason for the loss of martial arts skills.
Many Chinese martial arts in later generations were only for performance and lacked actual combat. This is the key factor. Those ultimate moves that emphasized actual combat were often out of date.
Master Long thought about it, "This is a big problem. The ancients often had double standards when teaching to their disciples. Naturally, if you pass it on to your son, you won't hide anything!"
"But what should I do if I have no son and only have an apprentice? What should I do if a master expects his apprentice to provide for him in old age? Those who do not have pension security can only hide some of their unique skills and use this thing to lure their apprentices to be filial!"
"He thought that when he died, he would pass on his unique skills to the most filial disciples... But God did not fulfill his wish, and everyone died easily? Didn't those who died violently put their unique skills in the coffin? ?”
"This problem is essentially a matter of lack of security! As long as he dispels his doubts and adopts the tenure system to protect his interests, he will no longer have any worries and he will naturally stop hiding his secrets!"
"Another way... is to hold an internal martial arts competition and let the disciples of these professors compete in group competitions, individual competitions, points competitions..."
"In the end, each professor will be graded! Whoever has more apprentices and whose apprentices are better will be graded higher... We will give him different treatment according to his grade later!"
"In this case, will they still hide their secrets?"
"Haha... Okay! That's a good idea. I have one more thing to add!" The old farmer said with a smile, "This martial arts competition should not only be held by our own people, but also involve foreign devils!"
"Set up a bonus and conduct a global competition! It will be a matter of national glory. There is no way these old guys can let the martial arts left by their ancestors be embarrassed in front of foreigners!"
"No matter what sect it is, if the foreign devils beat them up, they will not only hide their secrets, they will try every means to innovate!"
"What a plan! What a plan..."
The busy sounds of the construction site covered up the conversation between the two, and the sounds of life and combat training could be heard faintly from the depths of the forest further away.
Relying on the status of the old farmer and Master Long, dozens of sects have now sent their elite disciple groups to inspect and stay here.
Qingcheng, Emei, Wudang, Shaolin... all these martial arts sects have disciples coming here to exchange and learn, and some small sects even sent their elders to visit in person.
Tongbei Quan, Baguazhang, North Road Jumping Kick, Xingyi Quan... Dozens of small and medium-sized sects, under the inspiration of Lord Long, almost brought out the core strength of the entire sect.
Xiang Shaolong is already a legend in the Chinese green forest world. From the leader of the village to the king, his life is like a cheat!
Those people in the world don’t want to be granted the title of marquis or prime minister? If he could find his way to the King of the Far East and be favored by the head of state, it would really be a life-changing fate.
Even before the construction of the Jingwu University campus has been completed, more than 600 people from more than 40 sects have come here to apply for jobs. When the campus is completed, the number will be at least 3,000.
Thinking about it makes people excited. Mr. Long clenched his fists in excitement, and his bones crackled. "When I complete the final mission of the head of state, I will retire. I will not be the king of the Far East for this useless person. It's boring... …”
"The last mission?" The old farmer suddenly became interested.
"Yes! This Jingwu University also has an important military mission, which is no longer a secret! The head of state hopes that our university can continue to conduct sect exchanges, select the most practical martial arts, and spread them among the military! "
"For example, the bayonet technique, now I use my improved six-style stabbing technique... They are all the dagger gate, Liuhe gun, Emei stab... a small part of the martial arts moves I chose!"
"I'm not good at these martial arts, so I only use popular products... This time the head of state hopes that each sect will not hide their secrets, exchange some unique moves, and put them together to enrich the bayonet martial arts of the Chinese army!"
"There are also daggers... special combat daggers must be practiced! Not only daggers, but also engineer shovels... Can you find some inspiration from Qimen Weapon!"
"Brother Nong, you have never seen Chinese troops fighting. These young men really like engineers and shovels for close combat!"
"Can we find a set of unique moves suitable for the army from the moves of axes, hooks, canes, iron rulers... these short weapons, and integrate them together? If we can do this, it will be a great achievement!"
When the old farmer heard this, he became energetic and said, "Haha... What reward does the head of state give you?"
Xiang Shaolong has been waiting for your words for a long time. "It would be great if Brother Nong is willing to take this job... The position of the first president of Jingwu University and the president of Kaishan cannot be evaded!"
"From now on, your disciples and disciples will be given a certain proportion of special recruits by the Chinese army and can join the special forces!"
"Okay! It's a deal. If we can find a way out for our disciples and disciples, the old man and I have not lived in vain!"
The two held fists and made an appointment, fulfilling the oath between people in the world. Master Long saw that the old farmer had finally fallen into the trap, and made another request on the snake-killing stick.
"Brother Nong... It will take some time for Jingwu University to be repaired. Brother, I have a personal matter to ask for your help!"
"speak!"
"Brother Nong, thank you for your hard work. I will prepare a boat for you. You can go south! Find the head of state..."
"Ah? I'm going to find the head of state? Didn't the head of state go to India?" the old farmer asked in confusion.
Xiang Shaolong suddenly turned pale, "It's the Indian Ocean... To be honest, I've been having nightmares for half a month, and they're all related to the head of state!"
"Not only that, I also specifically asked my master for help!"
