Seeing that it was already ten o'clock and the person from Fengmao Industrial still didn't show up, Wang Chunxiang became a little impatient and shouted: "Didn't we agree on ten o'clock? Why haven't you come yet? Do you want to make a phone call to remind me?"
Zhuang Mingsheng said: "It's impossible not to come as we made an appointment. Maybe we were delayed a little by the traffic jam on the road. Let's wait a little longer!"
Feeling bored, Wang Chunxiang took off the toad mirror and put it in her coat pocket. She walked to the side and made a crane-shaped pile independently with one foot. Then she punched and kicked her legs in the air and started practicing there.
Lu Cheng was surprised when he heard the faint sound of whistling fists and kicks breaking through the wind. He couldn't help but look over there a few more times. The contempt and disdain on his face gradually faded away, becoming a bit more dignified.
Lu Cheng also practiced martial arts since he was a child. He was nearly twice as old as Wang Chunxiang in real life. He only developed his inner strength after he was forty years old. He knew that martial arts was difficult, but he was surprised to find that a young girl was also a master.
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In fact, Wang Chunxiang has not mastered the internal strength 100%, just a little bit behind. However, the power of her fists and kicks is no less than that of ordinary internal strength masters. This is due to her excellent physical fitness and strong muscle strength.
Outrageous.
Her solo practice on the side attracted not only Lu Cheng's attention, but also Chai Tong's. The two of them didn't say anything, just watching Wang Chunxiang's performance, while the rest of the people chatted nearby.
At 10:10, there was still no one from Fengmao Industrial, so Zhuang Mingsheng called to inquire, and the reply he got was "already arrived."
About a quarter past ten, I heard a loud noise from a long way away. Under the leadership of the service staff, a large group of men, women and children came towards us.
This team is very large, like a tourist group, at least twenty or thirty people.
There were two young men walking in front, each holding a pole in their hands and pulling out a red banner with seven large Chinese characters of "Hunyuan Xingyi Taiji Gate" printed on it.
A little behind the banner, a few potbellied businessmen in suits and leather shoes accompanied an old man with black hair and white clothes, walking side by side, talking and laughing happily, obviously he was a person of status.
Behind them are a dozen young people, all wearing white martial arts uniforms. The oldest is only in his early thirties, and at least half of them are foreigners with fair skin and blue eyes.
There were several special personnel at the end of the team, carrying cameras and hand-held recorders. I don’t know which website or TV station’s news media interview team.
Needless to say, this should be the representative team from Fengmao Industrial, but this battle is a bit too exaggerated. It doesn't look like they are participating in a duel, but more like a group going up the mountain to fight tigers!
"They are here!" Zhuang Mingsheng watched the team getting closer and introduced to Ye Xingyu, "Those fat guys in suits are all board members of Fengmao Industrial. The one walking in the middle is wearing a white training suit with gold dragon patterns.
The old man is your opponent this time."
Ye Xingyu looked at it with a smile and said nothing. He waved to Wang Chunxiang who was practicing on the side, and the latter came over and stood next to him.
Zhuang Mingsheng continued: "This man's name is Ma Weiguo. He is sixty-nine years old. He once went to Ximeng to open a martial arts school and teach apprentices. He returned to China a few years ago and founded a martial arts school in Licheng. He became somewhat famous and claimed to have integrated
All the advantages of Xingyiquan and Taijiquan are of their own, so he calls himself the master of Hunyuan Xingyi Taichi. He has a very arrogant personality and loves to rely on his old age."
Ye Xingyu shook his head disdainfully and said sarcastically: "Xingyi is Xingyi, Tai Chi is Tai Chi, what kind of thing is Hunyuan Xingyi Tai Chi? It makes no sense!"
Anyone who is truly proficient in ancient martial arts knows that Xingyi and Tai Chi are both profound martial arts. Each has its own characteristics, training methods, and martial arts concepts. It is difficult to perfectly integrate the two. Even Ye Xing
Yudu can't do it.
If it really has to be forced into one, then it is neither Xingyi nor Tai Chi. It should have another name, rather than simply being called Hunyuan Xingyi Tai Chi.
For example, Hua Shentong’s own Tongshen Boxing combines the advantages and strengths of many ancient boxing techniques, including Xingyi and Tai Chi.
But Tongshen Quan is different from Xingyi and Tai Chi. It has a very obvious difference. It is even different from any boxing in history. It is unique.
From this point of view, we know that Ma Weiguo is a half-full bottle of water, with a pitiful lack of insights and understanding of martial arts.
Ye Xingyu swept over with the power of his soul, and through data sampling and analysis of Ma Weiguo's physical strength, it turned out that it was normal, but at a strong level. It was probably a fluke to beat Chai Tong.
This also explains why Chai Tong, an ancient warrior, does not have a high status in the banker. It is because he is too weak and cannot meet the standards of the enshrined level. He can only be a bodyguard and driver for one year.
Just a salary of two million.
After only a few words were said here, the team from the other side was already driving over in a mighty manner. If they met other people on the road, the two young men walking in front holding the banner would shout loudly and energetically:
"Teacher Ma is here, get out of the way!"
Ye Xingyu saw this behavior and cursed in a low voice: "This old guy is not very capable and his ostentation is not small!"
The fight was scheduled to start at ten o'clock, but he was fifteen minutes late. He didn't even say hello when he arrived. Ma Weiguo didn't seem to see Ye Xingyu, Zhuang Mingsheng and others, and turned his head to face the martial arts gym behind him.
The disciples said: "Before the competition, I will talk about a few points. Please pay attention!"
The two boys holding the flag immediately echoed loudly: "Attention! Teacher Ma is giving a lecture, it's amazing!"
The students, businessmen, and reporters all kept quiet and listened humbly to Teacher Ma's teachings.
Ma Weiguo nodded with great satisfaction, then cleared his throat and said loudly: "Some students always asked me before how to make a loose and flexible lightning whip. Here I will only talk about three points, which are receiving, transforming and sending.
, as long as these three points are achieved, no matter whether it is three consecutive whips or five consecutive whips, it will not be a problem..."
Seeing Teacher Ma deliver a long speech eloquently, Ye Xingyu and the others were dumbfounded, always feeling that something was wrong.
Didn't we agree on a martial arts competition? Why did it become an on-site lecture? You don't do this, right? A bunch of people are just waiting for him to give a lecture slowly?
Zhuang Mingsheng couldn't help it anymore, walked over and grabbed the sleeve of a fat man in a suit, and whispered to him: "Old Jia, what's wrong with your cousin? Why are you here in class? Take the time to do your business first.
Ah! We can’t possibly listen to him finish a lesson first and then fight, right?”
The fat man named Jia didn't take it seriously and responded casually: "It's just a few words, it won't make any difference! It will be good for you to listen more!"