"'Martial Competition'? Okay, Master will definitely be invincible. As far as I know, there is no one in Hongjing who can match you with Master. When Master comes to the stage, then our martial arts hall will be famous all over the world?" A Biao's flattery made a whirlwind. [y]

Yuhan, who was listening next to him, also had a lit up eyes. Yes, isn’t it necessary for any promotional advertisement to be effective?

"Who said I was on stage? I am awesome, that's my master's ability. The two bastards who want to go on stage are you and Wang Xing."

"Ah? Let's go on stage." A Biao was so shocked that his mouth was big, and even Chen Jin and Wang Xing, who had been pricking their ears at the door, screamed out.

"You are right, are you just a few of them dare to go to the ring?" This time, even Yuhan, who was not planning to interrupt but was just watching the show, couldn't help but ask.

"Wang...Brother Wang, it's nothing if we lose on stage, but I'm afraid it will affect our unrelated reputation. That's a big deal." Wang Xing, who was standing outside the door, couldn't help it, and he raised his head to argue.

"Yes, yes, this will affect reputation..." A Biao continued to respond.

Wang Fan picked up the coffee and drank it, letting the coffee rinse in his mouth, making the whole mouth feel the aroma of coffee. Finally, he pursed his lips and said slowly: "Yes, so for our unrelated reputation, you guys should not be lazy. You must practice hard. Only if you fight well can I accept you as your apprentice. In addition, this time I think it is to contribute to the martial arts school, and you can get commissions from the first batch of students. If you don't fight well, where can you come back to me?"

After Wang Fan finished speaking, there was another silence inside and outside the house. Suddenly, Chen Jin walked into the house: "Brother Wang, I will do this. Although time is tight, as long as I can learn real things from Brother Wang, I am willing."

"Brother Wang, then I'm willing." Wang Xing then made the second statement. He was originally a martial arts crazier. The reason why he raised an objection just now was just worried about his ability. But think about it, isn't this indirectly indicating that Wang Fan will teach him real kung fu? What else are you worried about?

"Then, that's me." After all, A Biao has been in the world and knows the dangers, but since the other two have already expressed their opinions, he can't let it go too much.

"That's good. Director Yu, is it your turn to do it now?" Wang Fan looked at Yu Han and said with a wicked smile.

"Abiao, then you can make an appointment with your teacher first. Let's treat him to dinner tonight." Yuhan was not convinced, so he had to take on the task.

"Brother Wang, I'm the only one of them." Nan Sisi went to bed late today. As soon as she entered the door, she heard them talking about the "Martial Competition".

"Si Si, you still have to go to school. You can't mess around with this matter." Wang Fan said seriously. It had delayed Xiangxiang's learning stage. Wang Fan felt very guilty. He would never let it happen again in Wan Si Si.

"Brother Wang..." Nun Sisi was still coquettish. She hoped to take it out. Usually, she used this trick to deal with Mu Ma.

"This matter is nothing to be said. If you don't obey, I will send you back to Vietnam." Wang Fan was so stern,

Unsixi was frightened by Wang Fan, and her eyes turned red. She had never seen Wang Fan treat her so harshly.

"Okay, okay, you are still in the learning stage. Once this martial arts competition is held, it will not take only one or two years. You can also participate when you complete your studies in the future." Yuhan has been with Wang Fan for so long, and he has also understood some of Wang Fan's ideas.

"Brother Wang, can girls participate in the competition? I have a sister named Wang Fang, who is already twenty-two years old. She is in her junior year at Chuncheng University. Her physical fitness is better than mine. She has been the best in the school's sports team since she was a child. She is also a martial arts fanatic. Some time ago, she heard that I found a master and asked me to bring her to see her every day. Brother Wang, if possible, can you tell my sister to learn a few moves?" Wang Xing saw that Nan Sisi had no chance to participate, and hurriedly pushed his sister out. He has been really annoyed by his sister these days.

"I'm the same assessment for you. Well, as long as she can achieve what I recognize, I will accept her as an apprentice." Wang Fan looked like a teacher.

In the evening, Yuhan accompanied Abiao to meet Abiao's master. Abiao's master is Xie Yan, a Dai native, who is already in his sixties, but he looks very tough.

Although A Biao is not considered Xie Yan's "disciple" but he is also a professor. After a while, he feels a little uncomfortable when he hears that he has changed his family. He even more despised him even more when he hears that Yuhan is going to hold a big banner and holds a "martial arts competition". He feels even more despised. Originally, holding a "martial arts competition" is a good thing that should be happy, so that these old guys who are about to get mold will have the chance to show their faces again. But why are they outsiders like Yuhan?

Xie Yan was angry and said in a condescending manner: "Miss Yuhan, I heard that you are going to open a martial arts school in Hongjing. I wonder which school of kung fu you teach?"

"Hongquan, our chief instructor learns Hongquan."

"I wonder how much money do you plan to spend to hold this martial arts competition?"

"The total bonus is 200,000, the first place is 100,000, the second place is 80,000, and the third place is 20,000; the other 100,000 yuan is used as the meeting fee." Yuhan said calmly.

Xie Yan's hand holding the cup trembled slightly. 300,000 was just a drop in the bucket for Wang Fan, but if Xie Yan and other slightly famous martial arts practitioners were full of arrogance, they were not willing to bow to others as long as they lived a difficult life on weekdays, so their income was very limited. 300,000 was still a big deal for them.

"Haha, your chief coach is still generous." Xie Yan continued with a sour sentence. "I wonder what restrictions do you have on the contestants?"

"Uh, because we just arrived in Hongjing, we are very familiar with the situation here from time to time. I don't know what advice is for the old man." Yuhan couldn't figure out what old man Xie suddenly asked about this. What was the reason, so he simply threw the problem back.

"You see, I'm pretty good at this body?" Xie Yan spread his hands and sent a poss.

Well, isn’t this a clear challenge? In the ring of the competition, Xie Yan stood up, and no one had just come up to compete with him.

"Senior Xie laughed. As Senior Xie is, why are you standing on the martial arts stage? Seniors like you should be judges sitting in the audience." Yu Han lowered her head and said softly. Although she also felt Xie Yan's badness, she turned against her from time to time.

"Hmph, even we old bones can't beat them, so why are they going to the martial arts competition?"

"Senior Xie, you can't say that. As the saying goes, 'The younger waves of the Yangtze River push the older waves'. If the seniors don't give them some opportunities to force others over the years, how can they show it?" Yu Han swallowed his saliva heavily: "What's more, this competition is mainly a demonstration of Chinese martial arts. Winning and losing are not our focus."

"Hmph, I think it's just for your martial arts school to advertise, and I've also pulled us old men out to make a pillar for you. Are you afraid that a few powerful characters will come and you won't be able to suppress the scene, and you will also want us to shout "magnificent" to you?" Xie Yan said more and more excitedly, and his white face turned slightly red.

Yu Han spitted out a deep breath. She couldn't imagine that this seemed easy thing, but she was being made like this in her hands.

"I don't know how seniors have this idea. Our "Wang Martial Arts Hall" did not come to tell you before it was opened. This is our fault, but this does not mean that we do not respect all seniors. It's just that we didn't know that Hongjing had the "Martial Arts Association" before.

As for what Senior Xie said, if you are afraid that I will not be able to suppress the situation, you are really worried. Not to mention our chief coach, even the little girl can still deal with this little thing. It won’t take any trouble for you seniors.” Seeing that there will be no result after further discussion, Yuhan is not afraid of talking more.

"Haha, I can't tell that Miss Yuhan is also a trainer. Could it be that Miss Yuhan is also practicing Hongquan?" Xie Yan's white beard raised, and a "splash" of iron wood chopsticks in his hand was broken by one hand.

Hongquan originated from the boxing techniques promoted by the Tiandihui, which are arranged in the pictograms of dragons, snakes, tigers, leopards, cranes, lions, elephants, horses, monkeys, and burly. Its characteristics are hard bridges and hard horses, with steady steps, powerful momentum, and strong strength. Therefore, in order to show the style of his predecessors, Xie Yan also used hard skills to show off.

Although Yuhan has never learned Hongquan, she has studied Dai martial arts since she was a child. Fortunately, Dai martial arts also have boxing techniques that evolved from animal form. She reached out and grabbed it quickly on the table, and the table actually cut a corner for Yuhan. This trick used by Yuhan is actually the "chicken claw skills" of the Dai family, but it is very fast. If you don't see it clearly, you can easily mistakenly think that it is the "crown fist" and "leopard claws" in Hongquan.

But no matter what, it is very rare for Yuhan, a girl in her twenties to have such skills. Even if Xie Yan was in his heyday, he would not be able to do it.

"You... Miss Yuhan is so hidden. I laughed at you and laughed at you." Xie Yan was shocked, stunned for a long time before slowly saying something.

A joke, no matter how much Yuhan is, he is also the skill of an ancient martial arts practitioner at the third level of warriors, which is comparable to ordinary modern warriors.

Seeing that Xie Yan had already softened his words, Yu Han also squeezed out a smile: "Senior Xie, I am still a little unfamiliar with my knowledge. Chinese martial arts have a long history. How can we see the truth?"

"Okay, I promise you, I will tell them the other old things. On the day of the competition, we will all give you unconditional support." In fact, Xie Yan still has a deep affection for Chinese martial arts. Seeing the treasures of this culture gradually fade, he was also anxious, but it was precisely because of this "traditional person" that his sharpness was overshadowed by his younger generation at once. Now that he saw that Yuhan and others had this energy, his heart changed.
Chapter completed!