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Chapter 1 Apprentice Yan Zhendong

In the late Qing Dynasty, Foshan, Guangdong.

Chen Yan has been here for half a year.

From the beginning, I was penniless, and now I have a small noodle restaurant. I have a job and income. No matter how chaotic the world is and how difficult life is, I have at least hope of living.

Chen Yanzhi was originally an ordinary young man in the 21st century.

He suffered from a terminal illness at the age of fifteen. The doctor concluded that he would not live for half a year, but Chen Yanzhi was unwilling to accept it. His strong desire to survive made him live for eight more years. Chen Yanzhi's attending doctor called this a medical miracle.

During his serious illness, Chen Yanzhi did not give up studying. He liked to read books, textbooks, novels, and even Buddhism and Taoist scriptures. His purpose was to find a way to survive.

Researching the Taoist classics really made Chen Yanzhi have some ideas. He can regulate his breathing and enter a deep sleep state to improve the body's endocrine and enhance immune function. Unfortunately, his disease is too serious. The improvement of endocrine and immune function can only prolong life and cannot completely defeat the disease.

"Boss Chen, come and have a bowl of noodles. I'll pack it and take it away." A woman's voice came, interrupting Chen Yanzhi's contemplation in front of the stove.

Chen Yanzhi came to his senses and greeted the guest with a smile: "Okay. Guest, please wait, the noodles will come soon."

The noodles made by Chen Yanzhi have delicious soup and sufficient portions. All the customers who have eaten it say it is good. In business, integrity is based on. In addition, Chen Yue's craftsmanship is indeed good, so the business is naturally better than other small shops.

Chen Yanzhi brought noodles to the guests.

The woman left with the noodles.

Chen Yanzhi looked at the road outside the store and saw a northern man in his thirties performing hard qigong "Golden Gun Torque". Chen Yanzhi knew that this northern man had real skills. However, there were not many people watching him perform, and there were even no one who gave him a reward.

The great man used hard qigong to break a few red tassel spears, and a trace of helplessness and fatigue flashed in his eyes. Is he really a penny a hero?

In the late Qing Dynasty, it was an era when foreigners used foreign guns and cannons to open the Qing Dynasty. People were living in poverty. The people couldn't even have enough food to eat, so there was no mood to watch martial arts performances.

Chen Yanzhi returned to the stove and put down a large bowl of noodles, a little vegetables and a spoonful of meat.

Chen Yue brought the noodles out and said to the man who performed hard qigong: "Master Yan, it's too late, there are no people on the street. Let's eat something. I'll treat this bowl of noodles."

The northern man has been performing at the door of Chen Yanzhi's store for several days.

Chen Yanzhi talked to him several times and knew that the man was named "Yan Zhendong" and he practiced eagle claw iron cloth shirt kung fu.

Yan Zhendong came to Guangdong, and wanted to make a name for himself and opened his own martial arts school. Unfortunately, the reality was too cruel. When he came to Foshan, Guangdong, he couldn't even have enough food to eat, so where could he have money to open a martial arts school?

If Chen Yanzhi hadn't invited Yan Zhendong to have a bowl of noodles every night these days, Yan Zhendong's life would have been even more sad.

Yan Zhendong looked at Chen Yanzhi with a sincere look, nodded, and said, "Boss Chen, thank you. As long as I, Yan Zhendong, make a name for myself in Guangdong, I will definitely repay you for your kindness."

Chen Yanzhi sat opposite Yan Zhendong and said with a smile: "Master Yan, your hard qigong is not afraid of swords and guns. It is a master of martial arts. Master Yan uses his unique martial arts skills to perform on the streets, and his talent is useless. Master Yan, I want to worship you as your teacher."

Yan Zhendong stopped chopsticks and looked up at Chen Yanzhi.

Chen Yanzhi was twenty-three years old and it was not too late to practice martial arts. However, Chen Yanzhi's body was too weak. With Yan Zhendong's eyesight, he could tell at a glance that Chen Yanzhi was a patient.

Yan Zhendong shook his head and said, "Your body is too weak and not suitable for practicing martial arts. My Yan family's golden bell cover iron cloth shirt is very domineering, and your body can't bear it. Huang Feihong from Baozhilin is said to be the best in Guangdong's martial arts and medical skills, so why don't you go to him to become a disciple?"

Yan Zhendong is not at the end of his life, and the standards for choosing apprentices are still a little high. Later, even the Shahe Gang members were admitted to his disciples, which was really desperate. At the same time, he wanted to compete with Huang Feihong, so he gave up his Yan family's standards for choosing apprentices. He started to do whatever he wanted.

Chen Yanzhi smiled bitterly: "I have visited Master Huang Feihong of Baozhilin. But even if he is skilled in medical skills, he still cannot cure my illness. Master Huang, like Master Yan, thinks that my body is too weak and not suitable for practicing martial arts."

Chen Yanzhi had met Huang Feihong three times and became a disciple three times, but Huang Feihong refused.

There are no three things.

After failing to become a disciple three times, Chen Yanzhi stopped looking for Huang Feihong. Because even if he went again, it would be the same as being rejected.

In fact, Chen Yanzhi knew that Huang Feihong refused him for his own good. After all, his body was too weak, and he was sick. Once he practiced martial arts, there was a high probability of accidents.

The disciples taught the disciples to death, which had a great negative impact on the master.

When practicing martial arts and strengthening one's body, it depends on what the situation is.

The body is too weak to practice.

You must keep your body to the physical strength of ordinary people.

Otherwise, it is easy to die suddenly.

Chen Yan said sincerely: "Master Yan, I know you are worried that my body cannot withstand the toss and fear that something will happen to me. But I have no other choice now. If I don't practice boxing and strengthen my body, my body will still not be able to hold on after a while. I still have the hope of living when practicing boxing. I hope that Master Yan will accept me as his apprentice. As long as Master Yan accepts me as his apprentice, I can take out my savings and open a martial arts school for Master Yan."

Yan Zhendong's eyes lit up. He dreamed of his own martial arts school.

Yan Zhendong nodded and said, "Okay. I will accept you as my disciple. If you want to learn from my Yan family's golden bell cover iron cloth shirt, I can teach you. But if your body is in trouble, I will not be responsible."

Chen Yanzhi knelt down and bowed excitedly, saying, "Disciple Chen Yanzhi, pay homage to Master!"

Although he was not under Huang Feihong's disciple, Yan Zhendong is also a martial arts master, no worse than Huang Feihong. As long as he masters the essence of the Yan family's martial arts, he may not be able to reach the level of Huang Feihong.

"Disciple, get up." Yan Zhendong said with a majestic look on his face.

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Chen Yan closed the store and said to Yan Zhendong: "Master, you don't have a place to live in Foshan. I still have a guest room, so I can stay there after tidying up."

Since Yan Zhendong is Chen Yanzhi's master, he no longer politely and nodded and said, "Okay, let's live with you first."

Chen Yanzhi smiled and said, "I will rent a house for my master tomorrow morning and set up the shelves of the martial arts hall first. Then I can recruit disciples."

Back to the accommodation.

After washing up, Yan Zhendong began to explain to Chen Yanzhi the Yan family's golden bell-covered iron cloth shirt.

"I didn't practice the golden bell cover, but I just practiced the eagle claw skills and the iron cloth shirt." Yan Zhendong said, "After practicing the golden bell cover and the iron cloth shirt, the effect is almost the same. You can choose one practice. Of course, it is not impossible for you to practice the two together. As long as you have so much energy."

Golden bell covers and iron cloth shirts are both the top horizontal practice techniques in the martial arts world. If you practice it to a high level, you can be invulnerable to swords and guns. Compared with internal martial arts, it is no less than that.

Although the golden bell cover and iron cloth shirt are used to practice kung fu from outsiders, they also have matching skills for practicing qi.

The Yan family’s method of practicing qi is called “Tiger Roaring and Dragon Roaring”.

The tiger roars the golden bell cover, the dragon roars the iron cloth shirt.

Just listening to the name, I feel domineering.

Yan Zhendong is not a qualified master, so he will not teach his disciples at all. He explained the martial arts to Chen Yanzhi in a row, and then demonstrated the eagle claw iron cloth shirt and it was done.

As for whether Chen Yanzhi can learn skills, it depends on his own understanding and fortune.

Chen Yanzhi had an amazing memory. He waited for Yan Zhengdong to slept before he wrote down the "Tiger Roaring Golden Bell Covering Dragon Roaring Iron Cloth Shirt" and studied it carefully.

When Chen Yan did things, he planned it before he could act.

Only by thoroughly studying the exercises and practicing can you achieve half the result with twice the effort.

"The Yan family's martial arts are no worse than internal martial arts. Perhaps, after practicing the tiger roaring golden bell cover and the dragon roaring iron cloth shirt, my condition will be suppressed." Chen Yanzhi said in his heart.

"Tiger Roaring and Dragon Roaring" is an internal strength technique. After practicing it, it can make the internal organs extremely powerful.

Chen Yanzhi practiced the eagle claw technique in the room, stretched his muscles and bones, then breathed and adjusted his breathing, and practiced "Tiger Roaring and Dragon Roaring" in a standing posture.

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If you rent the yard, you will customize a plaque with "Yanjia Martial Arts Hall" and a simple martial arts hall will be made.

As for the rest, it is to recruit disciples and wait for the opening.

Ideals are full, reality is cruel.

A few days later, Yan Zhengdong, except for Chen Yanzhi, did not recruit a single disciple.

In the evening, Chen Yan went to the noodle shop to close and walked towards the martial arts shop with a small jar of wine and two kilograms of braised meat.

"Master, I bought you wine and braised pork. Chen Yanzhiyue took out the wine bowl and gave it to Yan Zhengdongman.

Yan Zhendong sat in the yard and sulked.

Yan Zhendong was under great pressure without his disciples coming to the door to become a disciple. The martial arts hall was not open for a day, so he had to rely on Chen Yanzhi for food and drink. Although Chen Yanzhi, as a disciple, had the obligation to offer to his master, Yan Zhendong still felt a little embarrassed.

There was no martial arts school before, but with the martial arts school, I couldn’t recruit disciples.

Yan Zhendong saw that Chen Yanzhi's face was rosy, his breathing was long, his steps were steady and powerful, and he was no longer as squinted as he had been the previous few days.

Then I knew that Chen Yanzhi's kung fu had begun to get started.

Yan Zhendong took a sip of wine and said, "Yanzhi, it was me, Yan Zhendong who was wrong. Although you are sick, you are a martial arts genius. In just a few days, your skills will be in the upper hand. It's not simple."

Chen Yanzhi said modestly: "It's all well taught by the master."

Chen Yanzhi doesn't have much time to practice boxing every day, but he adjusts his breathing every moment and practices "Tiger Roaring Dragon". When he goes to bed at night, Chen Yanzhi enters deep sleep, and his endocrine and immunity are enhanced, and he finally stabilizes his condition.

When the internal organs are strong, the disease will naturally stay away.

As long as the condition is suppressed, Chen Yanzhi will continue to become stronger and healed in the future.

Yan Zhendong ate braised pork and drank wine, and said, "If my disciples don't come to my house tomorrow, I will challenge Baozhilin. Only by defeating Huang Feihong can the Yan Family Martial Arts Hall become famous!"

If you want to become famous, the best way to get a club is to play.

However, kicking a house is a very offensive thing. But Yan Zhendong is arrogant. Will he be afraid of offending others?

Chen Yanzhi knew that Yan Zhendong was not Huang Feihong's opponent, so he rashly challenged Bao Zhilin and would definitely make things backfire.

Chen Yanzhi said: "Huang Feihong is the strongest martial artist in Foshan and the chief instructor of the Black Flag Army. He has great prestige and fame in Foshan. Although his master's martial arts skills are no less than Huang Feihong, he may not be able to challenge Huang Feihong by rashly."

Yan Zhendong heard what Chen Yanzhi meant that he was not famous and was not qualified to challenge Huang Feihong.

Yan Zhendong snorted coldly: "Huang Feihong wants to avoid the battle? That's not up to him!"

Chen Yanzhi shook his head and said, "Master, you will be arrogant when you do this. Foshan people are xenophobic. At that time, it will be even more difficult for Master to recruit disciples. There are many martial arts schools in Foshan. We don't care about Baozhilin first, fight one by one, and finally challenge Huang Feihong. At that time, Master was famous in Foshan. If Huang Feihong avoided the battle, everyone would say that he was afraid of Master."
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