Syllable.

The lights in the hall went out again.

With Ye Chou's unfinished words, what appeared on the ceiling was the story of Ip Man, the founding martial artist eighty years ago.

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The story of Ip Man follows the end of the last interruption.

It was three years after the martial artists had finally achieved social status and the respect of the people through their unremitting efforts............

Finally, something happened that made Ip Man feel that it was absolutely impossible to go on like this.

At that time, an infectious disease of unknown origin spread in the midst of the encounter.

And it was at this time that the non-martial artists were rumored to be the pathogen of their martial artists...... It's like a big lie that comes out of nowhere............

And the origin of this rumor is precisely those who are unhappy that martial artists have obtained the same status as themselves............

Bureaucratic aristocrats.

People are always blind and ignorant.

Believing this, they changed their attitudes without thinking, fear, hatred, and then began to reject the martial artists.

Some of them took straw forks, some threw stones, and some spat out saliva.

It quickly played into the hands of those guys.

The king threw them into prison and subjected them to unbelievable torture on trumped-up charges, and many of the dead were found in the midst of it............

Ip Man saw it with his own eyes............

After being hoisted high, he was stoned to death by the people.

After imprisoning his hands, he was forced by the spears of officers and soldiers into his companion in a pit that was already full of the corpses of his companions.

Every morning, new companions are hung on the city walls and hanged.

The martial artists, led by Ip Man, felt very desperate.

It's like that's what I said before.

No matter how strong your personal strength is............

They are all small and insignificant in the face of the huge state apparatus.

In an instant, the martial artists fell into deep despair.

Ip Man and his daughter, as well as the students, entered the palace and pleaded with the king.

He voluntarily resigned from all official positions, renounced all positions, and abandoned all wealth.

Only then did he get a small school building, and he was able to live a life of isolation from the world and barely improving his martial arts.

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However, this is not the end of the story.

At least, not the worst ending.

Just thirty years after that began..................

War, broke out.

The war with the great powers lasted more than 100 days.

Although...... Before that, there had been several disputes with neighboring countries, but this time the opponent was a powerful country with a vast map at the time.

Thereupon............ Those non-martial artists suddenly began to rely on the martial artists they spurned and looked down upon.

Many of Ip Man's companions, students, were compulsorily ordered to participate in that war............

On the battlefield, there are archers at the rear, spearmen in the middle, and shield soldiers in front.

Top ............ It's a martial artist.

They are known as those who sacrificed their lives for the country, and they stand in the front with their sturdy flesh.

Huge ballistas pierced through the bodies of one person after another, and sturdy people fell streaks down.

But that's fine.

Being able to die in an instant, a hundred, on the battlefield, is a kind of happiness for them.

When ordinary warriors fall, they are like scarecrows, ten thousand arrows piercing their hearts.

It is used as a shield once the spiritual power is depleted...... All that awaits them is death.

Because they have been studying technology for many years that can help people in the last world, they have almost no achievements and academic ...... in fighting and hurting others

Under the dark red sky.

Ip Man sat on his knees.

The man in his arms was shot off one leg by a crossbow sword, and five arrows were also stuck in his body. It's already a blur of flesh and blood.

Even so, she had just fallen.

Is that............ His daughter, Ye Chun.

The tears in Ip Man's eyes never stopped.

He is losing the most important person in his life today.

And the most important person............

Ye Chun trembled and stretched out her hand to the sky.

His blood-stained hands were no longer as white and tender as they were when the moon was shining that night, small and exquisite.

Under the watchful eye of the father.

She coughed up blood in a trembling tone and said, "Although...... I want to believe what you say, Dad, no matter what happens......"

A clear liquid flowed from her eyes, washing away the two bloody stains on her face.

Her pupils had lost their light and began to spread out in all directions.

Internal bleeding caused her eyeballs to become scarlet as well.

"Martial arts...... Really............ Is there something that exists to help non-martial artists?"

Click.

After saying this.

The hand stretched out to the sky could not hold anything, and fell heavily to the ground, scattering into a chaff.

That's it.

The daughter only left this sentence.

left her old father Ip Man alone, on this chaotic battlefield.

Tears flowed endlessly, his face was full of melancholy, and his heart was full of doubts.

The things that had sustained him so far were gone.

She also took away the beliefs he had always believed in.

Ip Man, lost everything he had.

If you want to say what's left............

That's his martial arts.

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With the participation of the martial artists, the war was won.

"Won !!!"

"Hahaha!, we've defeated them!!!"

In the court, bloated ministers and nobles held glasses made of gold and encrusted with precious stones.

Eat meat, drink and celebrate victory.

Under the beautiful moonlight, Ip Man attended the celebration banquet as a representative of the martial arts group.

The moonlight was shining, and the ugliness of the ministers in front of him came into his eyes.

At this time, Ip Man thought about it.

The royal family and nobles who indulged in fine wine, plumpness, and beauty before his eyes............

They are nothing more than beasts who let others satisfy their own desires.

And...... Recall those soldiers, excited about the victory in the war, enthusiastic about atrocities, plunder, humiliation............

Whether it's the people who have been torn apart on the battlefield, or the families......

They are nothing but bloodthirsty beasts.

Ip Man thought about it.

The so-called martial arts...... Is it for these people?

And with that, there are one question after another.

He began to doubt himself and began to realize his stupidity.

There were also large drops of sweat left on his head.

That's what it is...... The mission they were given from the psychic powers?

The world is really ...... Will it be better for you?

Don't think about these questions that may not be answered right now.

When you look at it, nothing has changed in the country since thirty years ago.

As in the past, there has been no development.

The land is poor, and people lack education and the moral bottom line they should have.

Without the martial artists, they can only rely on constant aggression to obtain resources......

Discriminate against martial artists and persecute martial artists. In these thirty years, non-martial artists have not done anything useful!!!

Ye Man, who was standing on the balcony, did not dare to integrate into the celebration banquet, for fear of upsetting anyone again. As a result, the status of martial artists is declining.

Why?

King?

The white-bearded king walked out into the middle of the crowd and gave his speech of victory in the war.

Under this bright and bright moonlight, Ip Man was born and heard the ...... he had heard The most filthy speeches.

That speech made the noble moon have to cover itself with dark clouds. For fear of being contaminated with a little clue.

"The culprit of infectious diseases, the shield to deal with national dissatisfaction, can be used as a meat shield on the battlefield......"

The king was ashamed............

"Martial artist, what a convenient 'race'!hahahahahahahaha

"Hahahahaha!!ha

As Lao Wang, who no longer had a few teeth in his mouth, laughed, the ministers behind him also laughed, and some clapped their hands.

I'm afraid that I will fall, or that the horse will not be heard loud enough.

This is their battle, boring and ignorant.

Ip Man stood on the balcony, staring at the happy and laughing royal nobles in the room.

And his mouth kept repeating what the king had just said.

"Racial ............"

His compatriots worked hard and gave their lives......

"Racial ............"

What did you get?

"Racial ............"

It's not seen as an adult at all!!!

"Race. ”

His fists clenched tightly into blood............

The tremors begin with the tense fists of the muscles, gradually float up the shoulders, and then spread throughout the body.

The violent tremor made him shake off beads of sweat the size of soybeans.

But it didn't affect his calmness and thinking ability at all.

He didn't choose to go in and make a big fuss right away and be sentenced to death.

As a representative of the martial arts community, he must be cautious.

This discriminated group must no longer be placed at a disadvantage.

Ip Man, who could keep his calm at any time, began to think about it again.

Think about the answer to the previous question.

Is it for these people?

For the sake of these people, my friends, students, family, everything that is cherished has disappeared from the world?

Is it for these people?

Does martial arts exist?

The repetition of wars...... Fighting between nations...... To put it bluntly, isn't it just to satisfy the dominance of the territory competition!?

What's the difference between this and a ferocious beast!?

Ip Man's pupils began to dilate, and his eyes looked left and right.

He's close to the answer.

Why!?

Why not move towards a better world!?

The development of civilization, the progress of human consciousness and morality, from which a rational and civilized world was born.

It's a beautiful and beautiful world where everyone can smile............

If this continues, it will never be born!!!!

From the hands of these beasts, nothing can be born!!!!

He stumbled, leaning forward a little tremblingly.

Holding on to the porch of the balcony, he looked inside again with great reluctance.

That's it............ Let this beast reign king...... Are martial artists going to be enslaved constantly!?

It's ...... It's like a domestic animal............

Having lost all hope and spiritual support, Ip Man fell into deep despair, and his spirit was close to collapse.