Mr. Li Hongji looked at him with a serious expression on his old face and frowned.

"Master, I am embarrassing you, I am embarrassing Bajiquan!"

The moment Tian Lang saw Mr. Li Hongji, he hurriedly sat up halfway. His cheeks, which were thin, instantly swollen and red. He lowered his head and said in shame.

"You are embarrassing me, and you are so embarrassing!" Mr. Li Hongji's old eyes stared at Tian Lang, and said in a stern tone: "But it's not because you can't beat Lin Fan, but because you are not good at all!"

"So what if you lose? As for being as dejected as a girl? I have practiced national skills for ten years, but I don't even understand the most basic national skills spirit!"

"In the late Qing Dynasty, under internal and external troubles, the ancestors of the National Arts set up the Central National Arts Museum and called on the martial arts world to strive for self-improvement. Look at what you look like now. Can you write the word "self-improvement" now?"

"Or you cheer me up in the future, practice and understand it well. If this is still the case, then you will never appear in front of me for the rest of your life, otherwise you will be annoyed when you see you."

Mr. Li Hongji was not like a 93-year-old man. His voice was full of energy. When Tian Lang heard it, he felt like a Hong Zhong Da Lu, and every word hit his heart.

Tian Lang was stunned for a moment. After a long time, he suddenly raised his head and swept away his previous depressedness and drowning. His eyes became extremely firm.

"Master, I understand. I promise, this is the last time I will embarrass you, and I will never go back!" Tian Lang said, turning to Yang Yi, nodding slightly to Yang Yi, and saying, "Brother Lin Fan, I hope we can have more competition in the future. It was mine before and I shouldn't provoke you."

Wrong is wrong, right is right, dare to admit mistakes without any concealment. To some extent, this is a manifestation of strong will, which shows that Tian Lang's mentality has completely recovered at this moment, and even made great progress in his mood.

"Yes." Old Master Li Hongji nodded lightly. Although he did not show his face, he was extremely relieved. He used to be optimistic about Tian Lang, his disciple, so he said this to Tian Lang now.

"Tian Lang, you should call Uncle Lin Fan in the future." Old Long, who was sitting in a wheelchair, smiled and said something.

"Ah?" Tian Lang was stunned. Long Yue, who was standing beside him, couldn't help looking at Yang Yi when he heard his grandfather's words, seemed to have guessed something.

Only the stupid big boar, the wild boar, responded a little slower, touched his big head and asked in confusion: "Chief, why did Tian Lang call Master Lin Fan? Lin Fan is smaller than Tian Lang."

Mr. Li Hongji nodded at this time and said, "That's right, Tian Lang, Lin Fan will be your uncle from today. He has already given me a tribute to apprenticeship to me just now. Don't be neither big nor small in the future."

Old Long in the wheelchair said dissatisfiedly: "Old Li, pay attention to the words. He is a disciple of the two of us. Are you, old guy, want to be sloppy at this time?"

When the silly wild boar heard this, his big bull eyes glared at Yang Yi, and his eyes almost glared out. This guy... could actually make Mr. Li and the leader be his master at the same time!

Afterwards, he shook his eyes at Tian Lang with some gloating pleasure and said, "Tianlang, you have another uncle, haha."

Tian Lang smiled bitterly helplessly, sighing in his heart, a little envious and even a little jealousy.

"I offended this uncle today, and I'm afraid it won't be a good time in the future." Tian Lang felt a little depressed.

At this time, Yang Yi said to him: "Tian Lang, I'll help you with acupuncture, so that your injury can heal faster."

Tian Lang looked up and found Yang Yi smiling at him with a friendly expression.

Mr. Li Hongji seemed to remember something at this time and asked, "By the way, Tian Lang, why were you injured?"

After he accepted Yang Yi, he was just concerned about happiness and had never asked about this matter.

Old Long also looked at it from a wheelchair. The ground team is within his leadership scope and still has a good understanding of the strength of each team member. Tian Lang is definitely the best among them. How did Yang Yi hurt Tian Lang?

At this time, Mr. Li Hongji grabbed Tian Lang's wrist and took his pulse, then pressed it on Tian Lang's arm, causing Tian Lang to scream, whose tendon was damaged.

"Didn't your injury be hit by Lin Fan?" Old Master Li's expression became a little weird and asked Tian Lang.

A hint of shame appeared on Tian Lang's face: "Master, my disciple is not good at learning skills. When he hit Lin... Uncle Master, he hurt himself."

"How could he be so seriously injured?" Mr. Li Hongji frowned.

"I...I..." Tian Lang hesitated.

"What are you, tell me!" Mr. Li shouted.

"I was confused for a moment, used killer moves, and accumulated tens of strength... Master, I was wrong." Tian Lang lowered his head and did not dare to look at Li Hongji. Using killer moves in the case of competition was not a competition, but a life to the other party. How dare he see the face of Mr. Li Hongji at this moment?

Sure enough, Mr. Li Hongji's face suddenly sank, and his old voice became very serious: "A normal exchange, how dare you kill me?"

"You used 100% of your killer moves, but you hurt yourself?" Old Long on the wheelchair next to him had a gleam in his eyes. He knew how powerful Tian Lang's killer moves were. So he turned to look at Yang Yi and asked in disbelief: "Lin Fan, is this true?"

Yang Yi sighed in his heart. Sure enough, he used the Yang family's unique skill to "shock the bones and cleanse the marrow". The killing move of resisting Shi Tianlang was too terrifying. Now, Old Long asked him, but he could not lie, so he had to admit it: "Yes, Master, the disciple luckily took Tian Lang's killing move."

When Mr. Li Hongji heard this, he didn't care about scolding Tian Lang with a stern face. Instead, he turned his head and looked up and down at Yang Yi: "You are just a secret force, how can you handle it?"

Mr. Li Hongji is unwilling to take Tian Lang's killer move easily. It is thankless. Even if he takes it, he will not be seriously injured, but it is inevitable to vomit a mouthful of blood.

"This was specially passed on to the disciple by the master who taught his disciples' national skills before." Yang Yi had to carry out the false master again.

"Can you tell us what kind of boxing skills it is? When the secret force is first achieved, you can withstand Tian Lang's killer moves. I have never heard of it when I am involved in a hundred martial arts." Mr. Li Hongji asked impatiently.

"I don't know, but the master said that this is not a national martial art, but a kind of thing that is more powerful than national martial arts. It seems that I have heard from him occasionally that it is called Wu, and I don't remember it very much."

Mr. Li and Old Long instantly showed shock on their faces. When they looked at each other, they saw a trace of suspicion in each other's eyes.

Mr. Li asked, “Is it called Guwu?”

"Yes, it's ancient martial arts!" Yang Yi pretended to have a lit up his eyes and suddenly remembered him.

He had to do this, after all, he would likely expose some means beyond the Chinese martial arts in the future. Now he has created a master who has taught him ancient martial arts, at least laying the groundwork for future situations and reducing the chance of exposing his true identity.

PS:
Chapter completed!