In addition, the southern martial arts community has also imposed certain restrictions on the "Northern Chuan Chuan of Northern Quan", which stipulates that no more than five martial arts schools can be opened in the south. Similarly, the "Northern Chuan of Southern Quan" cannot exceed this number.

Gong Baosen fought for it for a while, but seeing that the other party was resolute, he had no choice but to agree.

In order to express his sincerity, Gong Baosen also made a special trip to Guangdong and finally negotiated the specific details of the "Five Tigers Going to Jiangnan".

Of course, this is just a plan, and it will take at least a year before it is actually implemented.

The southern martial arts world, which was originally like a stagnant water, became agitated because of the "Five Tigers went to Jiangnan".

The southern boxers all said that when the "Five Tigers" arrive in Guangdong and Guangxi, they will be allowed to see the power of southern boxing.

As for Qin Hao and Gong Ruomei, they returned to Jinmen early. Gong Ruomei's summer vacation was almost over and school was about to start. Qin Hao still stayed at home, living an ordinary life of meditating, practicing boxing, and cultivating both life and life.

In the blink of an eye, it is already a year later, and it is another summer.

Gong Baosen led a team of fifteen people to Guangdong and Guangxi, and the first stop was naturally Guangdong.

"Haha, curators, you have been working hard all the way. We have some wine in the Jinlou, and I would like to invite you to enjoy it." A fat middle-aged man said with a smile and cupped his hands.

Gong Baosen also raised his hands to the other party: "Please."

Along the way, the slightly fat man talked to Gong Baosen with a bright smile. Although he seemed to be careless, he was actually testing the reality of the "Five Tigers".

"By the way, I don't know your surname?" Gong Baosen calmly chatted for a few words and then asked.

"My nickname is not worth mentioning, but I had a bandit nickname when I was young: Eight Lanterns."

Gong Baosen's heart was moved: "Is it possible that you are the one in the legend who has mastered the Sky Splitting Palm to the extreme and can extinguish eight lamps in the air?"

"Haha, Mr. Gong is really knowledgeable. Even a nobody like me knows how to laugh at everything." The fat man still had a smiling expression, but there was an imperceptible light flashing in his eyes.

Qin Hao's heart moved. He didn't really believe that the Splitting Palm could hit people from a distance, but it was indeed not an easy task to extinguish eight lights with one palm. Speed ​​and strength were indispensable.

Obviously, people are not as unknown as he said.

"Wow, senior brother, it's so beautiful here."

After the carriage stopped, "Eight Lanterns" led the group into a building.

This building may not seem very impressive from the outside, but when you go inside, it is splendid, and the decoration inside also draws on many foreign styles, giving it a bit of a combination of Chinese and Western styles.

At first glance, it is worth a lot of money.

"Eight Lanterns" led the group of people all the way upstairs, not forgetting to introduce: "Everyone, this is our famous Jinlou in Foshan. Here, whether it is northern and southern cuisine or Yangzhou Shouma, there are only unexpected things, and there are no

It can’t be done here.”

"Of course, the premise is that you can afford the price."

Gong Ruomei suddenly looked up and found many women dressed up in colorful clothes looking towards her with smiles. She suddenly realized that they were ogling Qin Hao.
Chapter completed!