"It's just you, us, the martial artists!!!!"

Speaking of which, everyone present understood very well what Ye Chou wanted to express.

Only a martial artist can master this power that moves the world.

But what Ye Chou said next made everyone have to think twice.

That finger was withdrawn by Ye Chou and kept tapping his forehead.

"However, here, I hope that all young and promising warriors can think about it...... Martial artists who have the power to move the world, and when did they ...... There is a history that has moved the world???"

..................？？？？

Three minutes later, the audience was silent.

It's not that no one dares to take Wuzun's words, but because ............

They can't think of an answer.

The answer is...... No, in retrospect, those great powers that have been in turmoil since ancient times...... Kyushu, Wano Country, Holy See............ Even the Qin Empire, the most powerful empire in history............"

"Standing on the surface stage of history, writing history has always dominated the world and controlled the direction of the world...... Who is it?"

The students present all showed panicked expressions, and they already had an uneasy answer in their hearts.

"That's right, that's ............"

Ye Chou's face showed a trace of unwillingness and hatred.

"Those non-martial artists!!"

Non-martial artist.

As soon as this word came out of his mouth, it caused a great storm at the scene.

At this moment, Ye Chou had already separated the martial artist from the ordinary person.

And distinguish them as if they were ...... Another race in general.

At the seat, some people exchanged heads and ears to discuss whether Wuzun's statement hid other meanings.

Some people are struggling to write down all of this.

Ye Chou looked at the young warrior who was writing quickly on the scroll.

He said, "When was it said to me, the man who holds the pen is stronger than the man who holds the sword. Because the person who holds the pen can change the world more than the person who holds the sword. ”

Ye Chou said: "What he said is completely correct, but ............"

"I found out, who's going to hold the pen...... It is often the person holding the sword who decides. ”

"Martial artists have been generals or military attachés in history at most, for the king's call, and now, let you see it...... It's the tip of the iceberg. ”

As soon as the words fell, there was a snap, and the lights in the entire martial arts hall were all extinguished.

In the next moment, a huge picture was reflected on the huge ceiling.

In the picture, ruined walls and leaking bungalows abound, the sun shines on the cracked ground, and the women on the street are comforting the crying babies in their arms.

This is...... What the?

"This is the street of Penglai 80 years ago, that is, ............ A record of the time when my master was young. ”

Ye Chou waved his hand, and his face was full of awe for his master.

"Martial artists, keep your eyes open and take a closer look! This is the fate of the warriors who live under the rule of people who are not martial artists!"

..............................

In front of the earthen houses that are connected together, there is a bustling crowd.

They were all dressed in tatters, and it seemed that their lives were not as good as those of the Fifth District.

The child carrying the water bears a weight that he should not be carrying at his age.

The heavy footsteps walked through a dimly lit porch.

Suddenly, a hand appeared on the porch, and it looked white and smooth. But it's a man's hand.

The man gradually walked out of the porch, but before the sun could reach his face, he was attracted by a sound and stopped moving.

"Daddy!!"

The man, who had only stopped for a moment, walked towards the voice.

Walking out of the porch, unstained with the dust of the earthen walls, the man was no different from the others, dressed in tatters and with unkempt hair.

What's so special about it...... That is, there is a refreshing and heroic energy between his eyebrows.

He is the founder of Penglai.

Eighty years ago, Wu Zun - Ip Man.

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Ignoring the toed-baring rag shoes on his feet, Ip Man crouched down to talk to his young daughter.

"Be careful on the road, Daddy, will you come back early today?"

"Hmm. ”

The little daughter listened to her father's promise and smiled.

"Then, when you come back, can you read me a story?"

With a sunny smile on his face, Ye Man greeted the sunshine and said to his daughter: "Of course you can, if Ye Chun is a good boy!"

He touched his daughter's head, and her smiling face was the best motivation to support his efforts.

Can...... In the next moment, her daughter's smiling face disappeared completely.

He looked up at his father, who was about to leave the house.

"Dad, don't fall down because you're pushing yourself too hard, it's like ...... Mom ...... like that."

Ip Man was stunned, and then hugged the daughter in his arms tightly.

"Hmm...... I'll definitely be back!"

........................

Ip Man walked at the front of the crowd, and behind him were people like him.

Next to him are the soldiers of the state.

As early as eighty years ago, Penglai already had several martial artists serving the royal nobles.

This was very rare at the time, because the principles of 'martial arts' had not yet been understood, the characteristics of those forces, the angle of using the body, and the correct way of exercising...... It's all just been developed in this century.

"In order to make up for this year's drought, you all hurry up and work in the fields for me!!!

The soldier who took the lead gave an order, and everyone was still a little reluctant.

It wasn't until the soldiers pointed their spears at them that Ip Man and his party went down to work.

"Hurry up!!"

The movements of Ip Man and his entourage can be said to be very fast, which surprised the people who were originally puzzled on the side.

"Yes...... Is it a miracle? These people move faster and have more strength than in ox carts!"

"No...... I heard that this is called 'martial arts'. ”

One of the people folded his hands as if praying to the gods.

"Ah......hh Thank you...... Martial artist ......"

..............................

"Ahem!!"

Jingle bell. The tool fell to the ground.

Ip Man knelt on one knee and looked at the blood on his hand, not knowing if the blood was spit out of his mouth or if the tool had worn his hand out.

The martial artist next to him immediately rushed over, helped Ip Man's shoulder, and said with concern: "Ip Man, are you okay? Don't scare me, are you okay?"

At that time, the martial artists could not use any powerful techniques, postures, and force, and the systematization of each technique was not perfect at all, so whether it was the consumption of spiritual power or physical strength, just doing some farm work with greater strength than ordinary people would bring a great burden to the body.

At that time, martial artists were under the control of the royal family, and they were forced to work in the name of greater ability and greater responsibility.

And...... It was weird, it was cheap...... Freaks who are more powerful than others have a very low social status. Cattle that are almost seen as cultivated land.

There are also people who are required to use their power until their spiritual power is exhausted and are used as tools to die.

Ip Man's wife, that's it.

His daughter is also a martial artist, and his parents are both martial artists, and their children are also martial artists, which is still very common.

Ip Man is very worried about his daughter's future.

However, even on such days, martial artists will have a lingering joy.

Some of them compete with each other, learn from each other, and compete to be stronger.

Some picked up branches and wrote and drew on the sand, trying to find a better way to use this power.

If you want to understand the truth of this world, this desire to become stronger and more knowledgeable can overcome everything.

You feel the same way, don't you?

Curiosity and the desire to improve oneself drive everyone and the world forward.

Ip Man is also the one who is loved and cared about by everyone in this group of people.

He's too...... The smartest one who wants to change everything.

"Martial arts are really wonderful...... As long as we continue to study and practice diligently, we can achieve more things......, right? Atmosphere...... Morality...... Even science...... How much more so than that...... We can promote civilization! We can make the people of our country richer!"

The man next to him, who looked like he was five big and three thick, scratched the back of his head.

"Then, maybe the king will agree with us, come on, everyone!!"

That's it...... With the continuous study and development of martial arts.

Their 'martial arts' have also evolved gradually.

The days passed......

Sometimes he fiddles with hoes in the fields.

"Thank you very much, Martial Artist!"

From time to time, new houses are built in towns.

"Thank you very much, Martial Artist!"

Sometimes, he helps injured people to recuperate in private houses.

"Thank you very much, Martial Artist!"

Everywhere you go..................

It's all the same sentence..................

"Thank you very much!!! Martial Artist-sama !!!"

..................

Above the royal court, kneeling on one knee and bowing down to the martial artist, there was a crowd of people cheering.

In front of Ip Man, who took the lead, was the king with a white beard and a group of nobles.

Ip Man's expression was sincere and refreshing.

It is the smile of the person who realizes his personal value and will guide the world.

"Although, it will still be restricted, but please give us the right to use martial arts freely! We will do our best to make this country richer!!"

..................

The white-bearded old king leaned back and raised his head.

"They have a point......

The nobles behind him immediately began to echo.

"Yes, yes, as you said, the king of the future......"

The aristocrats looked at the noisy crowd in unison.

They wept with joy and wept with joy.

"Hehehe...... 'martial artist'............"

"It's become amazing.,Not long ago, it was still called a freak.,Cow ghost.,A bunch of rats of Hercules............"