"He..." Sha Danyuan looked around: "He also said that teaching is his job, and vulgar activities like martial arts training are just his side jobs."
Most people may not think much of this, but the martial arts disciples immediately became angry.
"Did he really say that?"
"Can it be true? If you don't believe me, ask Erhe and Lei Gongzui. They were also present at the time."
"You bastard, how dare you look down on us!"
Since ancient times, civil servants and military generals have been at odds with each other. Those with pens looked down on those with guns, saying that they were a group of warrior thugs, gentle scum. Those with guns over there looked down on those with pens, saying that they were only talking words and would give up when something fatal happened. The critical moment was not for soldiers to charge into battle and defend the country.
Although for martial arts disciples, the feelings of family, country, and national righteousness are too far away, the chain of contempt among literati and warriors is real. When they practice martial arts in the yard, some women always point at them and tell their sons to read more and study hard. Get along well with your classmates in school. When you grow up, don't be like them, who know how to cause trouble and are brave and fierce.
When he was a teacher in a martial arts school, he also said that dancing with guns and sticks was vulgar, which showed that he valued culture over martial arts and looked down on those who practiced martial arts.
"It's so irritating. Let's go and try his strength!"
The folk customs in Guangdong and Guangxi are fierce, and martial arts practitioners are especially angry. One person shouts a slogan, and there are responders immediately following him. The group leaves the teahouse and walks towards the location of Endeavor Hall.
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"I heard that you claim to be an authentic Wing Chun practitioner?" the man in black training uniform asked.
"It's not biased anyway."
"I heard that your main job is teaching and your side job is martial arts?"
"You could say the same."
"I heard that you are not from Foshan?"
"right."
"Then you came to Foshan to stir up trouble?"
Lin Yue smiled and said nothing. Although the people who poured into the Endeavor Hall were all disciples of several major martial arts schools, and there were no gym owners or leaders at the level, they were still here to compete in the gym.
Sure enough, people like Sha Dan Yuan are the best ones to stir up trouble. Once the person is subdued and the task is completed, the conflict can be resolved and the people in Wuguan Street can realize that it is Sha Dan Yuan who is adding fuel and jealousy behind the scenes. By fanning the flames, he was retaliated against. In this way, he not only gets rid of his arrogant reputation, but also makes the people who come to play feel guilty. Look... isn't this good?
"You are a poor man, who gave you the courage to come to Foshan to run wild? Today I will let you see the power of Cai Jiaquan at Yangwu Guild Hall, so that you can teach your students that their teachers are only good at words."
While he was talking, the man in black stepped forward on horseback and struck with both palms.
Lin Yuegeng kicked the horse with his feet, opened the empty door with his circled sickle hand, punched a little with the sun sign, turned his fist into a palm and struck again. The man in the black training suit shook a few times, his center of gravity was not stable, and he fell to the ground with a thud. , gasping for breath as he put his hand on the area where the fist hit him. He struggled several times but couldn't get up.
one move.
He was knocked to the ground in one move.
Whether they are martial arts disciples or people watching the excitement, they all have a look of astonishment. As the old saying goes, Southern people are smaller and smaller due to diet. They mainly focus on close-up short fighting, so they are naturally weaker than others. Generally speaking, it rarely takes one move to knock someone out of combat effectiveness.
Qinglong, Weiyi, Yangwu, Shaolin Hongquan, plus Taishan Hall, which just opened a few days ago, are considered to be the first-class martial arts halls on East Street. Now the disciples of Yangwu Guild Hall actually fell to him with one move?
Sha Danyuan had sworn it in the teahouse just now, saying that the teacher at Endeavor Hall was a martial arts rookie with some brute strength. He had practiced Wing Chun half-way, and no one would dare to say that he was a disciple of him. Such a thing was only It's worthy of hiding in a corner and trying to survive.
Everyone was right. If he were really a master, who would open a martial arts gym in a place like that without any fanfare? It’s been almost half a month since it was listed, and a disciple hasn’t received it yet. It seems like they’ve all been reduced to teaching children to read and write. He is already able to support his family, but at this level, he still dares to say that he is an authentic Wing Chun practitioner.
It was supposed to be about beating the drowned dog, but the disciples of the Kung Fu Yangwu Guild Hall were defeated when they just wanted to take a breather.
Less than three seconds, so fast.
"Shaolin Hongquan, Cui Dazhi."
At the same time as the hoarse voice sounded, a muscular man walked out of the crowd of onlookers, came to Lin Yue, cupped his fists and said, "Please."
Some onlookers knew that he was the proud disciple of the master of the Shaolin Hongquan martial arts gym. In terms of actual combat ability, he was ranked among the top three in the martial arts gym. He was brave and had defeated five bandits with just one hand. He was considered to be one of the best in East Street. A well-known Lianjiazi.
Unexpectedly, he also came, and now he should be able to kill the teacher's majesty.
Lin Yue thought that the powerful move just now would pour cold water on this group of people, asking them to invite their "parents" to get kicked out of the gym and complete the second phase of the task as soon as possible. Unexpectedly, there were actually some who refused to admit defeat. 135 Chinese
"please."
This time he chose the starting position with open hands and guarded hands.
Cui Dazhi didn't say much. He stepped down from the tiger's stance and threw out a tiger fist. The punch was as powerful as the roar of the wind.
Lin Yue started to move horizontally, with his left hand high and outside, deflecting the middle Luhu punch, and cutting forward with his right palm, faster than the spirit snake. The opponent reacted quickly and crossed his arms in front of his chest, trying to block the palm cut. Who knew it was a feint shot? Lin Yue used his foot force and hit the opponent's leg, attacking his lower body.
Cui Dazhi stepped back to avoid his kick, but he didn't expect that he would turn his kick into a step. He slapped the sole of his foot on the ground and used the force to move forward. He tied his left hand to block the change and used his right hand to exert force. His speed was so fast that he was almost there. The opponent's neck was pinched without any reaction.
Lin Yue withdrew nine points of his strength, leaving less than 10%.
If it was a competition between the same sects, the winner would be determined. Unexpectedly, Cui Dazhi was very unconvinced. He suddenly exerted force with his hands, leaned back with his upper body, and bowed his lower body forward, preparing to push away the hand that was strangling his neck.
Lin Yue reacted quickly and tightened his fingers around the man's neck, turning one tenth into three tenths.
The throat is a vital part of the human body. Cui Dazhi felt his neck tighten and his energy flow was cut off. The strength in his hands was reduced by seven points, and his offensive momentum was frustrated. At this time, Lin Yue changed his hands into an uppercut and hit him directly in the chest.
Phew~
Boom, boom, boom...
Cui Dazhi took several steps back, covering his neck with his hands and breathing heavily, his face as red as a ripe tomato.
"Are you coming again?"
Lin Yue saw him standing there looking at him with an angry look on his face, thinking that this Cui Dazhi was a bit too much to lose.
"Just wait, this matter isn't over yet."
After saying these words, Cui Dazhi held his chest and walked outside. When he went out, he didn't know whether it was because of his unsteady steps or because he didn't see it, he almost tripped over the threshold.
Naturally, Lin Yue didn't know that Cui Dazhi was a face-conscious guy. He was the one who could fight after hearing Sha Danyuan's words and came here to stir up trouble. Now he was grabbed by the throat by a teacher without even using his hands. It was embarrassing.
"It's not over yet?"
Lin Yue smiled. The wait was just "not finished." You brothers should take turns to fight. It's great to gain experience and missions at the same time.
"Does anyone else want to try my hand at Mr. Lin?"
He looked around.
No one spoke. The eyes of the people wearing training uniforms flickered and they did not dare to look at him. The disciples of the Yangwu Guild Hall were already considered the best among those who came. Now even Cui Dazhi of the Shaolin Hongquan Martial Arts Hall has been under his command for less than three years. If they take the field for one round, wouldn’t it be for nothing?
Lin Yue raised his head and glanced at Tianguang: "If you don't have any, let's leave. You will scare my students."
Arrogant.
Too arrogant.
But what can be done? In martial arts, both horizontally and vertically, losers have no right to speak, not to mention that they are not even considered losers.
Lin Yue noticed the way they looked at him and couldn't help but wonder, did he say something wrong? The sun has set to the west, and those children whose parents cannot afford to go to school will come here soon. Can you not panic when you see a circle of people outside the door?
"Still not leaving?"
Despite their dissatisfaction, the onlookers dispersed as instructed to make room at the door.
Lin Yue walked over and turned over the wooden sign hanging in front of the door. Only then did they discover that one side of the wooden sign was engraved with the word "武" and the other side was engraved with the word "文".
What does this mean? It shows that in his eyes, the martial artist who comes here to compete is not as important as the babbling little kid who can't speak clearly.
provocative!
There is no doubt that it is a provocation!
But let them go, I'm not brave enough.
Lin Yue ignored these people and left the door ajar. He walked back to the chair facing the door and sat down. He picked up the teacup next to him and blew away the green leaves floating on the surface of the tea. He lowered his head and took a sip.
He waited for a long time, until the people outside the door dispersed, but Cui Dazhi's brothers didn't come. On the next day, after washing up and opening the door at the front, he found a letter under the threshold, pulled it out and read the content. , flicked the letter paper thoughtfully.
