What Zhong Chunqiu means is that the significance of this Jiangnan Martial Arts Conference is that martial arts competition is only on the surface. Behind it is the competition and competition for the interests of various families.
Because the vast majority of the contestants are behind the major families and forces in Jiangnan. In today's society, ordinary people are busy running around for three meals a day and have no extra money or energy to practice martial arts. Most people who practice martial arts have family support behind them.
Therefore, in this kind of martial arts tournament, there are many children from the family. Of course, it is not that ordinary people participate, but most of them are eliminated in the first round. There is no need for secret operations here, because ordinary children are better in terms of strength and body. Weaker than the family members.
In the martial arts, it is not that there are ordinary family members with extraordinary talents, but no matter how talented they are, without the guidance of famous teachers and the blessing of various training resources, it is difficult to stand out.
It is not that there have never been such talented people from poor backgrounds in history, but there are only very few. In modern times, they are even rarer. After all, the pace of life is so fast now. In ancient times, as long as they had enough food and clothing, they were very satisfied. , but now the mortgage, car loan, children’s education, and various expenses have brought huge pressure to life, and there is no extra thought to do other things.
"So, the participants of the Jiangnan Martial Arts Conference are all young people between the ages of 18 and 25." Chu Yang also knew this.
Zhong Chunqiu nodded and said: "Yes, because the Jiangnan Martial Arts Conference has been controlled by capital. For capital, it only does things that are profitable. Those martial artists who have long been famous no longer need to participate in the Martial Arts Conference to become famous. If the martial arts conference could not create benefits for the capital, it would have ceased to exist long ago.”
"Of course, I don't know if the national martial arts conference will be the same as the Jiangnan Martial Arts Conference, but I know the Jiangnan Martial Arts Conference too well. From the beginning of its establishment, it has never been about exchanging martial arts and making friends through martial arts. not a competition, but a competition between capitals.”
Zhong Xiu didn't pay much attention to the conversation between her grandfather and Chu Yang. She just kept peeling shrimps for Chu Yang and fed them to Chu Yang.
Chu Yang chewed Zhong Xiu's peeled shrimp and looked at Zhong Chunqiu's face. Being a keen observer, he saw that Zhong Chunqiu's face suddenly became serious.
Immediately, Zhong Chunqiu sighed and said: "Oh! I feel bad when I mention the Jiangnan Martial Arts Conference. I had a son who died in this Martial Arts Conference. He didn't have to die, but what happened? Seeing the opponent’s plot, this martial arts conference is too dark!”
Zhong Chunqiu suddenly remembered the past, and he couldn't help but feel sad and emotional.
He once had a young son who was the most talented person in martial arts in his lineage.
Twenty years ago, his youngest son went to the Jiangnan Martial Arts Conference before he got married. The first few rounds went smoothly, and he passed all the way and successfully made it to the third round.
In the third round, his youngest son also performed very well. In the contest with a member of a big family in Jiangtian City, he kept suppressing the opponent and was about to win. However, he suddenly vomited blood and fell into coma, and died suddenly. Death.
This incident also affected his relationship with a cousin in his family. He has become much estranged since then, and neither of them can really let go until now.
When Zhong Chunqiu's youngest son died, Zhong Xiucai had just been born, so she didn't know the story about this uncle in the family and couldn't resonate with Zhong Chunqiu.
But at this moment, Zhong Chunqiu's eyes were already red and his old eyes were cloudy.
Chu Yang was very curious when he heard Zhong Chunqiu mentioning this old incident in their family, and asked seriously: "Mr. Zhong, how did your youngest son get plotted, can you tell me?"
Zhong Chunqiu took a deep breath, calmed down his emotions, and then said: "It's convenient, if Master Chu is interested in this past event, it won't be a problem for me to talk about it."
