But a few decades ago, in the Chinese martial arts community, he was a well-known figure. He was crazy and arrogant. He liked to compete with others and never lost. Others gave him a nickname, Huang Bubai.
Later he disappeared because he lost.
He met the biggest enemy in his life, and was assassinated and lost one of his legs.
Someone came to help him at that time. Huang Zhen refused to accept anyone at the time, but he sincerely admired this benefactor. Since then, he has restrained his temper and improved his kung fu. Unfortunately, the leg is half-dead and cannot be cured.
The world thought that Huang Zhen was useless, that this martial arts genius was either dead or had lost his kung fu.
No one knew that Huang Zhen was dragging his lame leg, but his kung fu was getting better and better. However, his temperament had changed, he was no longer aggressive and aggressive with others, and he rarely took action.
There has to be a successor.
Huang Zhen searched hard, but found that today's young people are becoming more and more impetuous, and few people are willing to learn this time-consuming and laborious martial arts. You learn it for three years, and someone can touch a gun for three days, and it will collapse as long as you can buckle the plate machine. you.
The decline of martial arts is inseparable from the rise of hot weapons, but there are always a few people who don't know the current affairs, don't know how to advance or retreat, don't know the general picture, and regard kung fu as a treasure.
Some untimely treasures have been passed down by people who do not know how to advance or retreat.
He discovered Han Jun, a good young man who was diligent enough, kind-hearted and fair, but also cunning.
It's a pity that his talent is not good, it's too bad.
I haven't mastered a set of plum blossom boxing for several years, and my understanding is no different from that of a pig.
Until Huang Zhen rescued a child who was being beaten by some gangsters. He was only ten years old and an orphan. It was Yang Hui. At such a young age, he faced several adults and refused to give in. He stared at her with a bloody head. Looking at those gangsters.
"Can I learn kung fu from you?" Yang Hui, whose face was covered in blood, asked him.
It's a pity that his character is not good, he is too paranoid.
Huang Zhen loved his talent but it was a pity that he finally confiscated it.
Yang Hui was too paranoid. He wanted to learn kung fu. Every day, the waiter stood by and poured tea and water, scolding him and refusing to leave. Huang Zhen got anxious and drove him away. Yang Hui was driven away and stood at the door again in the afternoon.
It's good to be paranoid when learning martial arts, but being too paranoid can easily lead to trouble. This game is a bit of a dilemma.
"Let's do this, I'll teach you something," Huang Zhen wanted to teach you two sets of fitness-building things to get rid of.
As a result, Yang Hui was able to play well after just one look. When he became extremely proficient in less than half a month, Huang Zhen was moved.
He's a genius, he's savvy, he's persistent, he's even better than he was back then.
While Huang Zhen was hesitating, Yang Hui had already found the gangsters who bullied him that day, and beat five of them by himself. After all, he was young and weak, and his kung fu was not deep. He was beaten to a bloody head, but he finally won.
This is what it means to apply what you have learned.
While Huang Zhen sensed Yang Hui's narrow-mindedness and was determined to take revenge, he was also surprised by the child's talent.
A natural born student of martial arts.
When Yang Hui kowtowed to his master, Huang Zhen felt that he might have picked up an explosive bag. Yang Hui was too restless, but with Han Jun in charge, it was okay.
He not only wanted to pass on all his skills to Yang Hui and wanted to see if the child would eventually become more powerful than himself, but he was also worried that the child would eventually cause trouble and even kill someone.
Later, only basic skills and a few sets of punches with low killing power were taught, but no real killing moves were taught.
But at that time, Han Jun could no longer beat Yang Hui.
Huang Zhen likes Yang Hui. From the bottom of his heart, he likes this child who is exactly like himself when he was young. If he teaches him all the kung fu skills, he will definitely get his true inheritance.
It's a pity that he is afraid that this will harm Yang Hui.
When I met a strange person, I could lose all my beauty, but Yang Hui may not be able to.
I want to teach but I dare not.
Back then, that strange man asked him to find someone. Huang Zhen spent half his life working on this matter.
A favor must be repaid, this is Huang Zhen's principle, and it is also Yang Hui's principle.
Master and disciple alike.
Now kneeling in front of Yang Hui, the child with his head covered in blood, can you really be cruel to Huang Zhen?
Such a good talent in kung fu, no famous teacher would be willing to waste it.
He nodded.
Yang Hui's nature is not evil, but he is a little extreme and can easily be taken advantage of.
"I'm a little hungry," Huang Zhen said. He raised his arms and Han Jun flew out in an instant. However, the deputy captain of the Jiang City Criminal Police Brigade fell to the ground and got up with a smile on his face: "Master, I bought it at home. I’ve got food and am waiting for you to come,”
Master let Yang Hui go. We will talk about it in three years.
But after three years, Yang Hui will have to persuade him. I'm afraid he won't be able to take back what he said. After three years, he might actually lose a leg.
It's still a long time, so I'll try my best to persuade you slowly.
"I'd better go to Yang Hui's house and have a look," Huang Zhen said in a low voice.
In fact, Yang Hui was a filial disciple, so he was useless if he was told not to use kung fu. Later, when something happened to Yang Rui, he did it just to make money, but he didn't use the kung fu taught by Huang Zhen.
If this were not the case, Yang Hui would be really useless.
Yang Hui, covered in dust, kowtowed again on the ground: "Thank you, Master,"
Respect the teacher and respect the Tao. Yang Hui must repay any kindness and revenge. The teacher's kindness is heavy.
"Whose life do you owe," Huang Zhen asked as he walked.
Yang Hui was not good at words, but Han Jun was good at eloquence, so Yang Rui lost her soul when she met the Seven Yin Bone-eating Soul-eating Banners. Later, a young man named Chen Zhe came out and rescued her and sent her ghost back. Once things are said.
It was because of this that Yang Hui owed Chen Zhe his life.
"You have hurt Yang Rui," Huang Zhen's face changed, showing a hint of anger.
Han Jun didn't know why. Yang Rui was another little girl adopted by Huang Zhen back then. She had a good relationship with Yang Hui and they were like siblings. When the master and apprentice separated, she left Yang Hui to take care of her. Why was the master even more angry when she was injured than Yang Hui.
"Next time if Yang Rui is in danger, I will destroy you two," Huang Zhen said calmly with his hands behind his back, but there was no trace of hesitation in his tone.
This sentence is true. I am afraid that if Yang Rui is injured again, it will be useless no matter how much Han Jun and Yang Hui beg.
Han Jun was confused and didn't dare to ask. He didn't know why Yang Rui was so important.
She is Yang Huiqian's sister. Could it be that she is also the master's illegitimate daughter.
Thinking about it in his heart, Han Jun would not dare to ask even if he died.
Huang Zhen frowned: "The Qiyin Bone-eating Soul-Eating Banner, that student named Chen Zhe is a cultivator,"
"Well...he is accompanied by a little girl who is a cultivator and teaches him," Han Jun introduced Chen Zhe as he was familiar with her.
Huang Zhen frowned and looked at Yang Hui: "Oh...it turns out that he is not much different from Han Jun. When you went to kill him that day, you suffered from his three-legged cat skills,"
"yes,"
Yang Hui nodded.
He didn't talk much. If he lost, he lost. In fact, he also knew that Chen Zhe that day was extremely powerful and could withstand a fight. He must be weird. He didn't bother to argue if he lost or lost.
"I want to meet this young man, but my apprentice has suffered a loss... Humph," Huang Zhen said with a hint of displeasure.
It's over.
Han Jun's heart skipped a beat. Chen Zhe was in trouble. The master was strict with his disciples, but he was also very protective of his shortcomings. If the master took action, he would at least get hurt.
He just said casually, who knew that the teacher was so protective of his shortcomings that he even wanted to check with Chen Zhe. Huang Zhen looked at Han Jun with a smile but not a smile: "Don't worry, he is kind to you, I won't embarrass him, at most He couldn't get out of bed for a month,"
One month...that's already a serious injury, Father Shi.
Han Jun didn't dare to say it, but he could secretly call Chen Zhe and ask him to hide. No matter how powerful he was, Qin Xin was not enough for his master's three punches and two kicks.
Han Jun has been a policeman for so many years. He has learned well in criminal investigation and has also learned the ability to change the subject: "Master, do you have anything else to do when you come to Jiangcheng City this time? Are you still looking for the person that others asked you to find?" What,"
"Well, I'm looking for someone, and I also want to take on another apprentice,"
Huang Zhen looked at his two apprentices. One had no talent, one was restless, and neither one was successful.
Masters of Chinese martial arts, no one wants to see the treasure of Chinese martial arts really decline.
I want to take on an apprentice.
Han Jun rolled his eyes and thought of his friend Xue Yu, and immediately recommended: "Master, I have a friend who is very talented and has good kung fu. He has learned kung fu from many people but has never been a teacher. Please take a look. Like it or not, he really likes to learn kung fu,"
"What boxing techniques has he learned and from whom," Huang Zhen asked.
Han Jun described Xue Yu's skills. A person like Huang Zhen, who is at the level of a master, knows every little thing and understands the kung fu of all schools. After listening to a few words from him, he already had some ideas about Xue Yu.
Huang Zhen shook his head: "It seems that this person has good talent, but he may not be as good as Yang Hui. I'll see about it some other time."
If Huang Zhen can say it's good, that's great.
It seems that Xue Yu is still not that good, but there are a few people who can compare with Yang Hui. He is simply a genius among geniuses.
Han Jun felt that Xue Yu was already quite talented. It was not that he was not good, but that the master's requirements were too high. There was probably no one with better talent than Yang Hui in the whole country.
It seems that Yang Hui is already Master's disciple.
The three masters and apprentices got on a bus, and Han Jun secretly sent a text message to Chen Zhe: It's best to stay away from class these days. My master wants to challenge you.
It's a pity that Chen Zhe didn't reply, and I don't know if he received it or not.
Chen Zhezhen didn't see this text message. He was now sitting cross-legged on the bed, closing his eyes and concentrating, forgetting both things and me. He had already entered a deep state of trance.
This is true trance, which is different from usual practice and is equivalent to deep sleep.
There are two types of trance, yang advancement and yin retreat. Chen Zhe used to practice yin retreat, which means that the progress is slow but there is no danger of going crazy. You can also practice in a busy city and wake up from trance at any time. However, yang advancement is different. Once You must be brave and diligent to enter samadhi, and you can only wake up after the cycle. The slightest disturbance will damage the person's soul.
Qin Xin was also in trance next to her, but her Yin had retreated and she could wake up at any time. She was actually protecting Chen Zhe.
The little girl's ears perked up and her eyes suddenly opened. A wretched face suddenly appeared at the bedroom window of Chen Zhe's house.
This is the third floor, and someone actually climbed up.
Just when the person who came was about to knock on the window, the nervous Qin Xin jumped up slightly, and punched through the window with his true energy surging...
Liu, the master thief outside, was punched in the face. Unluckily, he was about to scream in pain, but found that he couldn't make a sound. There was a soft thump downstairs.