"Fatty Lin, stop playing, let's go!" After getting out of the car, Tang Long greeted and stepped into Josbin Street.

Unlike other streets in Hong Kong, there are crowded high-rise buildings everywhere. This is a boxing gym, both old and new, including lion dancers, gong-beating, antique and lively, which is a bit old-fashioned; it happens that the tour guide next to it is introducing the tourists behind-the-scenes-

"Please see, there is a Buddha hanging in front of this Jingwu Hall. What is the reason? It is related to the boxing types taught in it. The Northern Shaolin lineage, Mizhiquan, and when it comes to Mizhiquan, you may not be familiar with it, but there is a person, friends must know, that is, Tianjin hero Huo Yuanjia, Mr. Huo Yuanjia is the three heroes in the late Qing Dynasty and early Ming Dynasty. He is on par with the Yangtze River hero Lu Zijian and Guangdong hero Du Xinwu, all of whom are famous heroes..."

"The boxing gym next to it is like the name of boxing. Cha boxing gym naturally teaches Cha boxing. He is one of the top boxing species. The owner of the museum is Wang Shaozhou, the successor of Wang Shaozhou. Who is the Wang Shaozhou clan? He was the teacher of the Central National Museum of China. The most famous thing he did in his life was that the Five Tigers went to Jiangnan and joined forces with Wan Laisheng, Gu Ruzhang, Fu Zhensong, Li Xianwu and others to go south to teach martial arts. Wow! That's a big deal! "

"The next one is the Li family boxing gym, the owner of the school, his surname is Huo. Of course, this time it has nothing to do with Huo Yuanjia. He is a disciple of Huo Diange. He teaches Bajiquan, big gun technique, and sharp gun Li Shuwen. He is the ancestor of this sect. This master has been the personal guard of the last emperor Fu Yi. He can be said to be learning and martial arts, selling and the imperial family."

"Come on, let's look at the other side, Songxi Taoist Hall, who teaches Songxi's internal martial arts. In "The Legend of the Condor Heroes", Zhang Songxi is Zhang Sanfeng's fourth disciple. This internal martial arts is, but Wudangshan's ability can be achieved through practice until it reaches a deep level!"

"I would like to remind you that there is an unwritten rule on this street. On the left, only Northern Fist is Southern Fist. Next, I will introduce it. It is very popular in Southeast Asia. Cai Lifo, a famous person from Guangdong. It is said that the masters in it were taught by Hu Yunchuo, one of the four kings of Cai Lifo. The fist force of the punch is rustling."

"The Zhengqi Association here teaches Yang's Xingyi, the three major fists of the inner family, Bagua, Xingyi, Taiji, and Xingyiquan are powerful. Youdao means that Taiji will not go out for ten years, Xingyi will kill people in one year, and it will be effective quickly and powerful!"

"The Dong Family Association teaches Baguazhang, Bagua and Xingyi, and it is Youquan. Sun Lutang and Dong Haichuan, the two masters, had exchanged boxing scriptures, which was very open."

"The iron-line fist and I-shaped fist in Hongquan are famous. They are Huang Feihong's secret skill, and they are shadowless feet? Of course they do not exist..."

The Hong Kong tour guide's Mandarin is not very standard, but the story he tells is quite interesting. Tang Long and the other two listened while walking around. Most of the students in the boxing gym were wearing white short-shots, following the teaching, with each move and a perfect match.

"Can these people be beaten?" Fatty Lin asked curiously.

Tang Long looked at a boxing gym where Baihequan teaches Baihequan for a while, and his brows frowned. What do you mean? It's too fake and too routine. Each move is more fancy than the other. He didn't come out at all. Can this thing be used to beat people after practicing it?

He shook his head and turned to another school, who taught Hongquan. The coach inside was very strong, with one move and one move, and the wind was shining.

"The lion opened his mouth wide!"

"Push your palm up!"

"The white clouds cover the top!"

"..." The name of this move is more exaggerated than the other moves, but the movements are like practicing gymnastics. This is a traditional martial art? Tang Long's expectant mentality was broken all over the ground. Is there something wrong with his eyes, or is the other person really practicing that?

Martial arts are about expressing oneself honestly, and it should not be such a fixed routine. If this kind of routine performance is used in the struggle, and the patterned rhythm is caught by the other party, isn’t it done? Tang Long’s cognition has a huge conflict with the scene in front of him, and his brows also frown.

"Are you okay?" Nie mm asked with concern.

"Nothing," When something you are looking forward to is opened, it is completely inconsistent with your expectations. The glorious history and current scenes form a sharp contrast.

"I'm so hungry, can I find a place to eat?" Fatty Lin patted his belly and said.

"Well, the teahouse is not open," At the end of Josbin Street, there is an antique five-story teahouse with two men in white and black pants standing in front of the door.

"The teahouse is not open, your boss will drink the northwest wind?" Fatty Lin widened his eyes.

"Everyone, let's go here. Now, the last place we are visiting is in front. The most famous place in the Hong Kong martial arts world - Shuangfenglou. Here, the most popular place is not the martial arts halls, but this hall. It does not greet outsiders, but only the martial arts people. It is the place where the owners of various martial arts gather. It is also one of the facades of our Chinese martial arts world. Ip Man, Shao Hansheng, Chen Xiang, and Mo Guilan have all come to drink the tea here."

"What about Bruce Lee?" asked one of the tourists.

"Bruce Lee?" The tour guide called out, "It's best not to mention this name here, as you will be beaten up."

Tang Long was stunned for a moment. What happened? After thinking about it, I sent a message. In this optional task, Death QQ can actually be launched-

‘Brother Long, have you never drunk the tea from Shuangfenglou?’

‘No, I fought with people from the Chinese martial arts industry in Chinatown in San Francisco. They were very hostile to me. Of course, I won’

There is another thing? Tang Long scratched his head. Maybe it was because of his opinion. What era is this? This group of people were just being slapped because of their face. Are they unhappy?

"I'm so hungry!"

Just as Fatty Lin screamed, a tourist in the distance said excitedly: "Come here quickly, someone is kicking the hall!"

All the tourists rushed over, including the Hong Kong residents next to them. They saw that the habit of lively was common everywhere. When they heard the fight, Fatty Lin stopped calling and looked over with his eyes shining. Wow, the master fights one by one, there is a trick! He disappeared in a flash.

The crowd was densely packed and surrounded three or four circles. Tang Long held Nie mm's hand and was blocked from outside the crowd when he was late. After thinking about it, he called, "Hey, fat man, what's going on inside?"

"Three people, it seems that there are overseas Chinese from where I came from. I want to come to see Chinese Kung Fu and challenge them directly! By the way, one of them seems to be a soldier, an American soldier, who is learning fighting skills. People are called in. Wait a moment, I will turn in through the window and take a look."
Chapter completed!