"Are you the leader of a sect?" Huang Shulang was both shocked and confused. "In my impression, there is no Xiaoyao sect. Are you lying to me?"
"You've been working behind closed doors at home all day long. You must have never heard of it." Chen Mo started to talk, "Tell me, how can I make you believe it?"
"The book says that there is no first in literature and no second in martial arts. How about we compete?" Huang Shulang rolled up his sleeves and said, "As long as you can win, I will become your disciple immediately."
"It's a deal." Chen Mo nodded.
Ever since he was robbed by three people from Zhao Shan that day, Chen Mo had realized the sense of crisis, so whenever he had free time in the past few days, he had been training himself.
What he practices is Jeet Kune Do, which regards the impossible as the method and the infinite as the limited. It is known as the all-round free fighting technique.
It is said to be fighting, but in fact it is a martial art that draws on the strengths of many martial arts, including fists, feet and weapons, and is extremely profound and complicated.
Of course, once something is achieved, its power is quite terrifying.
It's a pity that my body is a little weak from studying all the time, so I have to slowly strengthen my muscles and bones, but it is more than enough to deal with people like Huang Shulang.
"Limited to three moves, as long as you can make me move my steps, you win." Chen Mo put his feet firmly on the ground.
"Then you will definitely lose."
After Huang Shulang finished speaking, he raised his fist and smashed it.
Chen Mo did not dodge or dodge, and used the martial arts of Wing Chun. While blocking with one hand, he also lightly tapped Huang Shulang's throat with the other hand.
Ahem...
Huang Shulang covered his neck and backed away, a flash of horror in his eyes.
The other party looked extremely weak, but I didn't expect that he could actually make a mistake.
"Come again." Chen Mo urged.
"I'm looking down on you, take the move."
Huang Shulang bent down and bumped into him with his shoulder.
With his knees sinking slightly, Chen Mo saw the right moment and used Tai Chi's Jade Girl Shuttle.
He opened his waist like a bow and hit Huang Shulang on the waist with his elbow.
The latter stumbled and fell directly to the ground.
"There is one last move, come on." Chen Mo hooked his hand expressionlessly.
"It was you who forced me to do this trick."
Huang Shulang stood up, his left fist swayed, and his right leg tensed up, heading straight for Chen Mo's face.
"You see clearly, this is called opening the door to embrace the tiger."
As he spoke, Chen Mo raised his hands to meet him. While removing the strength from Huang Shulang's legs, his two arms also wrapped around him like snakes.
With a round swing, Huang Shulang flew out.
Bang...
The water tank fell over and shattered on the ground.
Looking at Huang Shulang again, although he was extremely embarrassed, his face was full of excitement.
He didn't even bother to dust himself off when he got up. He rushed to Chen Mo and knelt down.
"Master, please bow to me, my disciple."
This time, Chen Mo couldn't do anything.
Huang Shulang seems to be upright and indeed obsessed with martial arts, but he can't be so crazy.
"Son, you've got yourself into trouble again, haven't you?"
Just when Chen Mo was thinking about how to end it, Huang Zheng, who heard the commotion, rushed out with a feather duster.
When I saw the scene in front of me clearly, I felt like I was struck by lightning.
The naughty student he looked down upon was standing calmly and calmly.
And the precious son, who had been pampered since childhood, was kneeling on the ground in disgrace.
What are you doing? Is this going to shake things up?
"You are a traitor, you are an embarrassment, get up here." Huang Zheng was trembling with anger, he picked up the feather duster and whipped it out.
In the past, Huang Shulang had already disappeared without a trace, but now he not only didn't run away, he didn't even hide.
The feather duster fell firmly, and the back of Huang Shulang's neck suddenly became red and swollen. Huang Zheng felt distressed when he saw it, and turned to vent his anger on Chen Mo.
"Chen, what do you want to do?"
"Huang Lao, it's not me who wants to do anything, it's your son." Chen Mo looked at Huang Shulang.
"Dad, I want to become a disciple." Huang Shulang said angrily.
"Who do you want to worship? Him?" Huang Zheng raised his hand and trembled angrily, "What can he teach you? Can he corrupt the scholarly etiquette and pretend to be crazy and act stupid to make a joke?"
"Dad, you know I hate studying the most. I became a disciple to practice martial arts." After Huang Shulang retorted, he recounted what had just happened.
After hearing this, Huang Zheng's face turned black to charcoal.
After staring at Chen Mo for a long time, he suppressed his anger and spoke.
"Chen Mo, I'm warning you, I can't control how you mess with me, but don't use tricks on my son, otherwise I'll make you miserable."
"Old Huang loves your son very much, but what's the final result?" Chen Mo pointed at Huang Shulang, "Old Huang, you might as well think about it, how long has it been since your son was so obedient?"
"..."
Chen Mo's words were like a knife, piercing directly into Huang Zheng's heart.
Because he had a son at an old age, Huang Zheng was extremely doting on his son, and this also created Huang Shulang's rebellious nature, which has almost become a wild horse.
I really can’t remember how long it’s been since I’ve seen him so obedient.
"Sir, stand up for me."
"I am kneeling to the master, and the master has to speak." Huang Shulang looked at Chen Mo.
Chen Mo, on the other hand, looked at Huang Zheng.
In the end, Huang Zhengqi fell short by half.
"Chen Mo, let him get up first."
"Yes, Mr. Huang." Chen Mo nodded and called Huang Shulang, "Get up and go wash up and change clothes. Then go and see if there is any beef and mutton at home, slice it up and bring it up."
"What does master want beef and mutton for?" Huang Shulang was puzzled.
"Don't call me master until Mr. Huang agrees. As for the beef and mutton, of course they are for eating." With that, Chen Mo started to order the charcoal warming pot.
Huang Shulang did not dare to ask any more questions and left in a hurry. Huang Zhengze narrowed his eyes and started to ridicule.
"Why, it's not enough to take advantage of my son, but you still want to eat and drink here?"
"Mr. Huang is angry, and the students don't dare to contradict him anymore. They just want to use this meal to discuss two issues with Mr. Huang," Chen Mo responded with a smile.
"What two questions?" Huang Zheng asked patiently.
"One is how to restrain your wildness in the future, and the other is how to arrange your future."
"Why, do you really think of yourself as your master?" Huang Zheng's face was full of disdain, "When did it become your turn to worry about my son's temperament and future?"
"In this case, the student will leave." Chen Mo said, looking up at the main hall, "The master will be angry when he comes back later, but it has nothing to do with the students."
"you……"
Huang Zheng was so angry that he almost jumped up and wanted to call someone to beat Chen Mo out, but thinking about his unfulfilled son gave him a huge headache.
If he really wanted to drive Chen Mo away, he would have to tear down his home.
"Chen Mo, a man must keep his word. Since you promised Shulang, you must keep your promise and fulfill it." Huang Zheng said with awe-inspiring justice.
"You are worrying too much." Chen Mo shook his head and smiled, "In Mr. Huang's heart, students are hopeless, and it would be abnormal not to do things that break trust."
"..."
Huang Zhengqi was itching at all, but he couldn't attack it, especially when he heard Huang Shulang's loud laughter, he could only grit his teeth and try to stay.
"Chen Mo, would you like to stay... for a meal?"
"good."
Chen Mo nodded with a smile and sat down directly.