Luo Heng took out the post that was crumpled into a ball from his arms.
He waved it in front of Gong Er.
Satisfied: "Is this what you're talking about?"
Gong Er reached out to take the post and looked at it.
Asked: "Luo Heng? Is your name written on it?"
Luo Heng nodded: "The current owner of the Luo Family Baji Pavilion - Luo Heng! That's me."
Gong Er looked around again and saw that the martial arts practice racks in the yard had obviously not been cleaned for a long time.
A layer of floating ash fell.
The whole boxing gym was quiet, and no one else showed up.
He couldn't help but asked curiously: "Are you the owner of the museum here?"
Luo Heng nodded.
The corners of Gong Er's lips curled up slightly: "It's your only boxing gym?"
Luo Heng said angrily: "What's wrong with one person? There were quite a lot of people from Yan Zhiye just now, so I couldn't beat the crap out of me alone..."
Gong Er smiled and said: "Since you have something to do tonight, then our competition will be postponed. I will come back to you when I am free in two days."
Return the re-smoothed post to Luo Heng.
Turn around and walk outside.
Luo Heng said anxiously: "Who promised you? Besides, I may not have time when you are free, my brother is busy!"
Gong Er stood under the eaves of the front porch.
He turned around and said with a smile: "Then when you are free, we will fight again. And my handkerchief, you have to wash it clean..."
When he turned around, his cheeks turned slightly red, and he walked out the door without looking back.
Lao Jiang looked at his second young lady strangely.
Look up at the plaque of "Luo Shi Baji Pavilion".
"Second Miss, this person doesn't look like a good person, he is very cunning..."
"It's just interesting to see him, just give it a try, don't think too much..."
Lao Jiang's face was a little solemn, because he thought so much...
The official name of Jinlou is actually Gonghe Tower.
Just because the hall is covered with gold and the decoration is splendid.
It is also the most famous Xiaojin Cave in Foshan.
It is said that if the prince enters and exits the eunuch, he can make people lose all their wealth!
So everyone calls it the Golden Tower!
Tonight, the master of martial arts is holding his own retirement ceremony in the south.
A few months in advance, almost the entire Guangdong and Guangdong, including several nearby provinces.
In the southern martial arts world, all famous martial arts schools have received posts.
Like Luo Shi Baji Pavilion, I just received the post today, which is actually a special case!
The original person didn't like Jinlou before.
It was the lack of confidence that was hit when I was young.
Now Luo Heng is at the peak of Ming Jin, and has perfect level of proficiency in Luo's Bajiquan.
Among the younger generation, they are considered to be the top group.
Naturally, I no longer have the inferiority complex I had before...
Entering the Golden Building with confidence.
When I went upstairs, I met the old masters I knew well on the martial arts street.
According to the etiquette in memory, he bowed his hands.
"Hello, Master Liao, you are here too..."
"Hello, Brother Yong..."
"Uncle Hei..."
This is another reason why I don't want to come to Jinlou.
As the saying goes, the more a person lacks something, the more he cares about it!
These are a bunch of big, rough martial arts practitioners.
Most of them can't even recognize their own names, but they care more about face and etiquette than those scholars.
Who knows if it could be because of a little unintentional slight.
It makes people feel resentful.
Follow the old-fashioned iron gate elevator to the second floor lobby.
Luo Heng cursed secretly, the original owner was indeed a brainless person...
Seeing the women wearing graceful cheongsams of various colors, like blooming flowers, shuttled between the warriors.
The posture is elegant, and the manner reveals gentleness and confidence, as if it is the embodiment of art.
Adding a touch of mystery to the ancient industry.
During this period of time, the original owner slept all over Foshan and avoided entering the Golden Tower alone. He was simply sick!
"Little Chi, what are you doing here..."
Luo Heng looked up and saw an old man with short beard and gray hair standing on the stairs, looking down at him.
Luo Heng smiled softly, without being verbose, took out the post from his arms and showed it.
"Uncle Deng, it's not that I wanted to come. I just accepted the senior post without showing my face. It's a bit rude."
This old man, known as Uncle Deng, is the big shopkeeper of Jinlou.
He has a close relationship with his father, Luo Li.
Jinlou District is a romantic place, but it can become the most famous hero place in the entire southern martial arts world.
The methods of this big shopkeeper, Uncle Deng, are evident.
"I heard that in just a few months, you turned the boxing gym left by Luo Li into a ruse. That means, old man, I'm older now. I wouldn't have been able to beat you to death a few years ago..."
Uncle Deng didn't read the words on the post, and looked down on Luo Heng.
Luo Hengxin asked: What does it mean to be pornographic? Old man, be careful what you say, your Jinlou is the real one!
Besides, my buddy plays dirty, but never in a boxing gym...
Anyway, the person he was scolding was the original person, and it had little to do with him.
Luo Heng found a corner and sat down indifferently, waiting quietly for the drama to begin.
Didn't wait much longer.
A group of people entered one after another.
All the martial arts people at the scene stood up and handed over.
The real owner of the night is here!
The first person to come in was Gong Baosen, dressed in black and with a melon-skin hat on his head, which was also black.
I don’t know if it was Luo Heng’s illusion.
I always felt that when Mr. Gong entered the door, his eyes seemed to be focused on him for a moment.
Ma San, who was following him, didn't even glance at Luo Heng.
Luo Heng didn't care either.
When everyone sat down again, the scene was still a little noisy...
Mr. Gong, who was sitting at the top, just raised his hand and dug in his ear.
Following Mr. Gong's simple movements, it seemed like there was magic.
Starting at the front, silence quickly ensues.
Luo Heng looked in admiration, and his grand master's bearing overwhelmed the whole audience.
It really wasn't blown out of proportion.
The only voice left in the hall was the voice of Mr. Gong speaking slowly.
"I have only accomplished three things in my life. Merging the Xingyi Sect and the Bagua Sect. Taking over from my senior brother and taking charge of the Chinese Samurai Association.
"We united more than a dozen sects such as Tongbei, Paochui, Tai Chi, and Yan Qing to join. Finally, we gathered northern boxers to go south to pass on their skills.
"In the 18th year of the Republic of China, the Guangdong and Guangxi Martial Arts Museum was established. The Five Tigers' march to the south of the Yangtze River was agreed upon by Mr. Li Renchao and I in this golden building.
"I am getting old, and a new person has to come forward. My retirement ceremony was held once in the north.
"This time, I am invited by the Meng Jingwu Association to hold it here again. I want to say goodbye to our old friends and comrades in the south.
"The person who worked with me in the Northeast was my eldest disciple Ma San, and he took over my shift. You must take care of him.
"Originally, there was one last thing I wanted to do. It was to spread the Southern Boxing to the North. Unfortunately, I ran out of time.
"The one who joined me during the retreat ceremony here. I think it was a boxer from the south. Of course, everyone must approve it. Pick one..."
The only people present tonight are a group of people standing behind Mr. Gong.
Almost all of them are prominent figures in the southern martial arts world.
The reason why I say almost is probably because in the eyes of others, Luo Heng is considered a charlatan...
However, at this time, no one cared about Luo Heng in the corner.
Everyone looked at each other.
The meaning of Gong Baosen's words was very clear.
It is necessary to select a representative from the southern martial arts community present.
Join him and take over his reputation!
This is a great thing to show your face in the entire world.
Some of them are eager to give it a try, while some are self-aware and quietly watch the reactions of others...
People in twos and threes began to whisper to each other, and the scene fell into a buzzing commotion again...
Gong Baosen looked leisurely, and he had already said everything he needed to say.
All that's left is for the southern martial arts community to choose a representative who can truly be recognized by everyone.
At this time, someone brought a bowl of soup, and Gong Baosen drank it slowly...
The people below were talking a lot, discussing how to choose this representative.
No one noticed that Gong Baosen, who was sitting at the top, quietly stood up and left the table...
Luo Heng, who had been silent in the corner, his expression changed.
Without disturbing anyone else, he stood up and left the hall.
Having watched the original drama, he naturally knew where Gong Baosen was going...
