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"Master, what's wrong with you?"

The servants saw that Ye Wen's left hand was always supporting his right shoulder and ran over quickly.

Although Ye Wen lost, he did not look depressed at all. Instead, he could not suppress his excitement and shook his head indifferently.

"It's okay, it's just that my arm is dislocated. Go and fetch Dr. Yang."

The servant smiled bitterly when he heard this: "Master, are you fighting with someone again?"

Ye Wen glared at the servant dissatisfied: "How many times have I told you, this is not a fight, it is a competition of martial arts."

"Who are you competing with again in martial arts?"

A gentle female voice came from upstairs. Ip Man knew without turning around that it was the voice of his wife Zhang Yongcheng. The servant saw it and called the doctor.

Soon, Dr. Yang arrived on the second floor of Ye Mansion.

When the doctor checked the injury, Zhang Yongcheng's face was full of worry. Ip Man could only comfort her: "It's just a dislocated arm. It's not a problem."

Zhang Yongcheng didn't speak, just looked at Dr. Yang. She was relieved until Dr. Yang completed the examination and confirmed the injury.

When Doctor Yang connected Ip Man's dislocated arm, Zhang Yongcheng couldn't bear to watch and could only turn his face away.

As Ye Wen groaned, his arm was already connected.

"Master Ye, your arm has been reattached, but it's best not to practice martial arts for this month, let alone fight with others. I'll give you some prescriptions for recuperation..."

As soon as the servants sent Doctor Yang away, Ye Wen walked to the center of the living room and started gesticulating, reviewing today's battle with Qin Hao.

Zhang Yongcheng didn't say anything and just looked at him. Ye Wen was immersed in his own world for a while before he noticed his wife's resentful gaze and smiled awkwardly.

Zhang Yongcheng has become accustomed to this and said somewhat helplessly.

"I know you like to practice martial arts, but there is no need to injure yourself every time you compete with others. The Ye family doesn't need you to go to the battlefield to show off your military exploits..."

Ip Man grabbed Zhang Yongcheng's hand flatteringly: "Martial arts is like sailing against the current, if you don't advance, you will retreat. Comparing with people who are not as good as yourself will only make you retreat."

"Yongcheng, you know, today I saw a real high mountain."

"His skills, strength, and speed are all things I have never seen before. The invisible pressure when I play against him is something I have never encountered before."

"No wonder Senior Brother Chen said in the morning that he could win a fight with one against forty..."

Seeing that her husband became more and more enthusiastic as he talked, Zhang Yongcheng became really angry. He threw away Ip Man's hand and went up to the third floor angrily.

Ye Wen didn't care either. At this time, he was still immersed in the excitement of seeing the mountains for the first time.

He was weak since he was a child. In order for him to have a good body, his father spent twelve taels of gold on him to become a disciple of Wing Chun master Chen Hua Shun. From then on, he fell in love with martial arts.

For him, practicing martial arts is not just to earn a living, nor is it to get ahead in the future, because these things have been at his fingertips since he was born.

His purpose of practicing martial arts is very simple, just to "play", just like many people like to raise dogs and walk birds.

However, unlike others, Ip Man also pursues "play". He is obsessed with pushing the limits of his body, and also enjoys the pleasure of punching and punching when sparring with others.

However, since he turned twenty-five, the number of people who can truly beat him in Foshan can be counted on one hand.

Ye Wen is confident that he will be able to defeat these opponents in two years, but Qin Hao is like a mountain, standing right in front of him, which is enough for him to look up to.

The doctor said he needed to rest for a month, but only half a month later, Ip Man came to challenge him again.

This time, I still couldn't survive ten moves.

Just when Ye Wen was about to leave, he was stopped by Qin Hao.

"If you practice like this, you won't be my opponent in ten years."

Ye Wen paused, turned around and looked straight at Qin Hao, waiting for his next words.

Qin Hao walked slowly to the sandbag hanging in the yard and punched it hard. The sandbag flew directly into the air, then quickly fell back down. It swung back and forth violently for a while before stopping.

"Exercising fascia can indeed slow down the decline of a warrior's body, but the strength of muscles is more direct. Don't always try to win by chance. One force can reduce the force of ten. My punch has a force of more than a thousand kilograms. How can you parry it?

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There was a bang in Ye Wen's head, and he froze on the spot. Originally, he had always thought that being "strong" was just an adjective. How could a person's strength reach this level?

As for the famous generals recorded in history who were constantly trying to conquer mountains and rivers, in his opinion, it was all nonsense.

But Qin Hao's punch just now gave him too much shock. Just imagine who can resist such a punch?

If they were traditional martial artists, they would have been shocked when they heard Qin Hao's unorthodox remarks. But Ye Wen was different. He didn't make money by opening a martial arts gym. Practicing martial arts was purely a hobby. As long as it could make him stronger, no matter what

He is willing to try any method.

"Mr. Qin, are you willing to teach me?" Ye Wen was not stupid, and he naturally understood that Qin Hao was definitely not telling him this to tease him.

"Mr. Qin may ask for a price, but my Ye family has nothing else, but its wealth is quite rich."

Ip Man is still very confident about this.

However, Qin Hao shook his head and said: "I need you to help me find a group of children between the ages of fourteen and sixteen who have the talent to practice martial arts."

Practicing martial arts is not that the younger the better, the so-called boy's skills are actually more about extracting the value of the body in advance. Even Gong Ruomei didn't start strength training until she was ten years old. Before that, she was taught some basic boxing.

Frame, horse step.

However, it doesn’t matter if you are too old. After the age of sixteen, the development of bones and muscles has basically taken shape. Especially in this environment, most children are suffering from long-term malnutrition and it is difficult to cultivate them.

Ye Wen was stunned: "Mr. Qin wants to open a restaurant and recruit disciples. The Ye family is quite wealthy, so I will bear all the expenses."

"There's no need to open a library, just help me find someone." Qin Hao said noncommittally.

"Okay, then it's settled."

This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading! After returning home, Zhang Yongcheng breathed a sigh of relief when he saw that Ip Man was not injured this time. He stepped forward to help him take off his clothes and wiped his body with a hot towel.

"Yongcheng, you know, Mr. Qin promised to teach me." Ye Wen said excitedly.

Zhang Yongcheng paused and nodded slightly. For her, this was indeed a good thing. Since the other party had accepted a disciple, his attacks would not be so severe.

After changing his clothes again, Ye Wen called the housekeeper over.

"You can find a group of strong children between the ages of fourteen and sixteen, I will be of use."

The butler asked cautiously: "Master, how many batches do you want?"

"The more the merrier, give each person an ocean of wages." Ip Man waved his hand.

"Master, is a piece of ocean too much? Just take care of the food." The housekeeper smiled bitterly. This young master really doesn't know the sufferings of the world. A piece of ocean is enough for a family of four to live for half a month.

"Just do as I say."

"Yes, Master."

It has to be said that the Ye family’s appeal in Foshan is still very strong. As soon as the news was released, it immediately attracted many young people of appropriate age to sign up.

Ye Wen was not idle either. He helped with the screening process first. He didn't want Qin Hao to see a group of scrawny teenagers who were obviously not suitable for martial arts training. That wouldn't be a slap in his face.

"Hey, Wang Kai, if you are chosen, can we all be married to Ye Mansion?" A tall and thin boy said in a low voice to a strong young man beside him.

"I hope so, but even if we don't choose, we still have a piece of ocean, which is enough for us to eat for half a month."

Just when the two of them were looking forward to joining the current generation of Ye Mansion and reaching the "peak of life", Ye Wen had already arrived in front of them.

The two of them quickly shut their mouths and looked at Ip Man expectantly.

Ye Wen reached out and groped the two of them for a while. The feeling was not pleasant, but the two children still gritted their teeth to prevent themselves from screaming.

"Well, that's good. You two go and stand over there."

The young man named Wang Kai was overjoyed and asked cautiously: "Master Ye, do we still have money to take?"

Ye Wen was happy: "Yes, the housekeeper will give it to you later."

After a day of selection, Ye Wen selected a total of thirty school-age children, gave them a feast at Ye Mansion, and gave them new clothes before taking them to Qin Hao's residence.

Along the way, these children were very excited and chattered non-stop.

In their opinion, since Ye Wen was so kind to them, he must have kept them to work in the Ye Mansion.

"Mr. Qin, I brought it to you. You've seen it before." Ye Wen cupped his fists and raised his hands in a respectful manner. Since Qin Hao agreed to teach him martial arts, although he could not become a disciple in name, he still had to have the proper etiquette.

Qin Hao nodded, walked to these children, and started touching the bones one by one.

After yesterday's experience, these children also endured it silently.

"Hey." Qin Hao's eyes suddenly lit up.

Although the tall and thin child in front of him looks as thin as a monkey, his bones are very thick and well developed.

The most important condition for practicing martial arts is bone development, because muscles can be developed through acquired training. As long as the nutrition is balanced and the intake of protein and fat is ensured, muscles can easily increase.

But bones are different, and it is difficult to make up for it through acquisition. Those so-called health products that promote calcium supplementation and promote bone growth are basically nonsense.

The strength of the bones determines the basic lethality of a person's fist. To put it bluntly, muscles are used to protect the bones.

Just like weapons, if they are strong, they are easy to break. A weapon must not only consider its strength, but also its flexibility, otherwise it will be easy to break.

The practice of martial arts is to use the body as a weapon. The main function of muscles is to protect the bones as a buffer, and secondly to enhance the power of the attack.

This is just like doing a math problem. Multiplying 0 by any number can only result in 0. Without that 1, everything is in vain.
To be continued...