At four o'clock in the morning, it was still raining lightly outside, and the sound of Tang family disciples practicing boxing in the dark could be vaguely heard from the front yard.
Shi Xuewei sneaked back at around three o'clock in the morning, but her fragrance was still left in the bed quilt. To be honest, they were not fighting fiercely this time, but when it was drizzling outside, it was warm.
It feels good to sleep with Yangyang in your arms.
Sneaking into Zhao Ruyi's room late at night was obviously Shi Xuewei's whim, but it also showed her cute side.
Zhao Ruyi looked like the one being "bullied" no matter how he looked. He had no choice at all. He couldn't sneak into the backyard to find Shi Xuewei. This also showed Shi Xuewei's domineering side.
Do whatever you want, with a little excitement and a little sentiment.
Zhao Ruyi touched the warm quilt and imagined the scene of Shi Xuewei sneaking back in the drizzly night. She felt very funny.
She must have come to him because she couldn't sleep in the middle of the night.
The sky gradually became brighter, and the Tang family disciples who ran back from outside around the lake continued to practice boxing.
Practicing martial arts requires perseverance, which is the same as the army, so as long as the weather is not too bad, it can be done rain or shine.
Suddenly, Zhao Ruyi missed the two years he spent in the army.
For the children of an aristocratic family, it was indeed a shame to be thrown out of the bustling city and thrown into the army to reflect for two years, but for Zhao Ruyi, it was indeed a tempering of his character.
Think about these dandies in Northern Jiangsu Province. Whether they are Yang Ling or Zhu Xiaodong, they are all trash. If they were thrown into the army, it would be a miracle if they could last for half a year.
Zhao Ruyi learned from Shi Xuewei that these Tang Sect disciples from Shuchuan looked very simple, but they did not only know how to practice martial arts. When they went to Tang Ling to learn martial arts, they would also receive funding from the Sun Yun Guoshu Museum to learn from them.
Something of interest.
Many of these young men have already been admitted to university. However, due to family rules, they are not allowed to show off their martial arts skills.
In other words, in many domestic universities, including some famous universities, there are many children of martial arts families hidden...
This is not only true for the Shuchuan Tang Sect, but also for other schools such as the Chenjiagou sect of the Taiji Sect, the Shaolin layman sect, Wudang, Kongtong... all have outstanding young disciples training in the secular world.
Zhao Ruyi secretly felt that a new force was rising, and his previous views on martial arts were really narrow.
Sun Yun Guoshu Halls located in major cities across the country are equivalent to the post stations or contact centers for Tang Sect disciples. The Tang Sect, which originated in Sichuan, has formed a powerful network throughout the country.
This is the unwillingness of the martial arts that has been passed down for thousands of years to accumulate strength in silence.
"Hey! Ha! Hey! Ha!"
Zhao Ruyi looked out the window at the dawn, listening to the sound of boxing practice in the front yard, and seemed to hear the Tang Sect disciples from all over the country shouting in unison. Added up to the whole country, there must be tens of thousands of people, right?
The Shuchuan Tang Clan is also a big family in Shuchuan Province and operates many industries. However, Shi Xuewei did not go into detail about this aspect.
Tang Ling was called "Uncle Master" by these disciples. He built dormitories for them and taught them boxing skills. In fact, he was considered one of the "teachers". He should have some status in the Tang Sect.
Sun Yun, who opened the Sun Yun Guoshu Museum, is Tang Ling's adopted brother. He is one of the only people whose surname is not Tang, but who is able to study the Tang family boxing intensively. Of course, this is also because he will never marry in his life, and he will never
Spread martial arts skills to other people.
Tuk tuk, tuk tuk...
Just when Zhao Ruyi couldn't sleep, looking at the sky outside getting brighter, the door was knocked gently, and then Tang Ling's slightly hoarse voice came, "Xiao Zhao, it's time to get up."
"Oh! Oh!" Zhao Ruyi responded quickly.
Thinking of Shi Xuewei sneaking over to him in the middle of the night yesterday, Zhao Ruyi felt really guilty.
Shi Xuewei’s mother, Tang Ling, gives Zhao Ruyi a feeling of “supernatural power”...
There is still some drizzle in Qianhangcheng today.
Zhao Ruyi put on her clothes and went to the backyard to have breakfast with Tang Ling and her daughter. Shi Xuewei kept showing off to Zhao Ruyi, which made Zhao Ruyi couldn't help but snicker. Who were you kidding by pretending that the relationship was in trouble...
"Did you sleep well yesterday?" Tang Ling asked Zhao Ruyi while eating pickled cucumber and white porridge.
"Oh, it's okay." Zhao Ruyi straightened her back suddenly and replied.
He glanced at Shi Xuewei out of the corner of his eye, but Shi Xuewei didn't dare to meet Zhao Ruyi's eyes and hurriedly lowered her head and drank her porridge.
If Tang Ling knew that she was looking for a man in the middle of the night, why not break her legs...
"Take a short rest, and then let's go to Master Dong's place together." Tang Ling stood up, stretched her muscles, and went to the yard to do a set of Tai Chi.
Zhao Ruyi and Shi Xuewei faced each other. Zhao Ruyi thought of the short and long romance last night, and suddenly Shi Xuewei picked up the chopsticks and hit him hard on the head.
"Damn it! I'll take care of you, okay?" Shi Xuewei said.
Even now, she is still afraid that Zhao Ruyi will step on her head, so she must position Zhao Ruyi as her "little brother" and secondly as her man.
"Okay, okay, Policewoman Shi, you'll take care of me!" Zhao Ruyi shouted without moral integrity, causing Shi Xuewei to roll her eyes wildly.
From six o'clock to eight o'clock, a bus with the words "Sun Yun Guoshu Museum" printed on it came to the door of the front yard.
Zhao Ruyi originally thought that he, Tang Ling, and his daughter would go to Dong Mingguang's side, but he didn't expect that there were more than 30 Tang family disciples going to watch the battle... Suddenly, he felt a little stressed.
Nowadays, Sun Yun Guoshu Museum is blooming all over the country. Qianhang, the capital city of northern Jiangsu, of course also has branches of Sun Yun Guoshu Museum.
Zhao Ruyi remembered that three or four years ago, there were no Sun Yun Martial Arts Halls in Qianhang and Ling'an, which shows how fast the secular power of the Shuchuan Tang Sect has developed in recent years.
Zhao Ruyi now has to fight even if he doesn’t have to fight. Last time, Dong Mingguang’s disciple Liu Xiaochen went to Southern Jiangsu Province to supervise the fight between Shi Xuewei and Zhao Ruyi. This time, Zhao Ruyi went to Northern Jiangsu Province to challenge Shi Xuewei’s senior brother Liu Xiaochen. This is Xingyiquan and
The struggle between the strength and weakness of Baguazhang.
The third party watching the battle made him even more unable to take it lightly. Losing the battle would mean losing his master's face - although his master might not care about this.
Dong Mingguang's house is located in a large orchard near the suburbs of Qianhang.
There are at least thousands of peach trees here. Regardless of whether Dong Mingguang has the support of his disciples, his family fortune is rich just by relying on this fruit forest.
The bus stopped at the entrance of Dong Mingguang's courtyard. Logically, many disciples should have come out to greet him, but only two disciples ran out in a hurry. This made Tang Ling's expression a little unhappy when she got off the bus.
She and Dong Mingguang both lived in Qianhang. Dong Mingguang was a master of Bagua. Her daughter studied under Dong Mingguang and had some contacts with each other, so Tang Ling knew Dong Mingguang's temper well.
Zhao Ruyi injured Dong Mingguang's two disciples, which must have made him furious. Among the various masters nowadays, Dong Mingguang of Baguazhang cannot be said to be very open-minded. As a master-level figure, he puts the victory or defeat at risk.
I take it too seriously.
She had already heard from Shi Xuewei that Zhao Ruyi seriously injured Wang Hai. In fact, her impression of Zhao Ruyi was not bad, so she accompanied Zhao Ruyi here because she hoped that Dong Mingguang would not look at the monk's face but the Buddha's face.
In the competition, let the disciples be careful and not strike too harshly.
Otherwise, Zhao Ruyi doesn't know how high the sky is. If he comes to challenge Dong Mingguang, the famous gossip master, he will probably suffer a loss.
It's not a bad thing for young people to suffer a loss, but it's not worth it to be seriously injured.
But...she really didn't expect that only two disciples came out to greet him, which was too cold!
The two disciples who hurried out to greet them saw the displeasure in Tang Ling's face and hurriedly explained, "Master Tang, there is an uninvited guest at our master's house. A group of our fellow apprentices are dealing with it there..."
"oh?"
Tang Ling was a little surprised when she heard such an answer.
With Dong Mingguang's status in the world, who would dare to make trouble here?
She quickened her pace. When she entered the courtyard, Zhao Ruyi saw that there was a good show to watch. How could she dare to lag behind, so she hurriedly followed her in.
A group of them followed Tang Ling into the courtyard and saw a dozen disciples of the Bagua Sect surrounding a dark-skinned giant man in the middle of the large courtyard paved with bluestones.
Dong Mingguang, wearing a long coat, holding a teapot, looked coldly at the dark-skinned giant.
"Eh..."
When Zhao Ruyi saw this scene, he couldn't help but be surprised.
Isn't this big black man surrounded by everyone the same giant bodyguard who followed Murong Xuan on the opening day of the most beautiful chef competition at the Regal Hotel last time?
Zhao Ruyi remembered that he provoked Ye Xingyun, and was knocked down by Ye Xingyun with a single blow, causing his nose to bleed...
What...you even went to Dong Mingguang's house to cause trouble?
Shi Xuewei blinked and remembered that this black man had appeared in the Junwei Hotel in Donghu City. When she saw him here, her eyes were as confused as Zhao Ruyi's.
"You...the most powerful ones...fight me!"
This giant black man was surrounded in the middle. He was not afraid at all. He pointed at everyone and spoke arrogantly in vague Chinese.
Dong Mingguang's face was livid. When he saw Tang Ling leading a group of people over, he nodded to Tang Ling and expressed his apology.
His eyes glanced at Zhao Ruyi next to Tang Ling, suddenly became a little fierce, and then slowly calmed down.
He had already recognized that Zhao Ruyi, who injured his disciple, was the grandson of Zhao Wuji from the Zhao family in Jiangsu Province. He had met him once when he accompanied the Murong family to the Zhao family to retire.
Although such a descendant of an aristocratic family cannot be provoked casually, Zhao Ruyi is so arrogant that he comes to challenge him, so he still needs to give him some gentle lessons.
It’s just... we need to deal with this foreigner first.
"Qingyi, try it with him." Dong Mingguang said while holding the teapot.
A handsome-looking young man came out in response. He was the disciple who served Dong Mingguang's daily life, and he was also the youngest among the disciples.
"Hahahaha..." Salgado, a giant black man, looked up to the sky and laughed wildly when he saw that the person fighting was a child.
Tang Ling knew that this was Dong Mingguang's deliberate attempt to show off his skills, so she posed as a spectator to see what level the disciples trained by Dong Mingguang were at.
Zhao Ruyi did not expect that there would be such an episode, and his interest was also greatly increased. Thinking about this guy who was once defeated by Ye Xingyun with one move, he must not be very strong, right?
Bang!
Just when Zhao Ruyi wanted to appreciate the battle in detail, this young disciple who had just stepped out was actually beaten away! (To be continued)
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