"What is it called?!"

The mother immediately glared: "Scare our two baby granddaughters ......"

"It's not. ”

Lin Yi shook his head: "It's not that I'm screaming for no reason, but something is wrong, something is wrong~!"

"What's wrong?"

The old mother was stunned for a moment, and then said suspiciously: "You just fool you, something is really wrong, can you be so calm?"

"It's a big deal, but the relationship with us ...... It's not big, it's not small, so I don't really need to worry. Lin Yi explained: "You shouldn't be playing Weibo, right? So you shouldn't know...... Now the whole network is talking about the topic of 'does Guoshu exist'?"

"What's this?"

When my mother heard this, she waved her hand casually.

"I don't know how many years I've been arguing about this topic, do you think that the people in our real national art circle will take care of them, will they come out?"

"This thing of national art, as soon as it is shot, it may be a pole to win or lose and decide life and death, and at every turn, it will be broken hands and feet, crippled or something, and quarrel with them!"

"Even if they misunderstand and make people think that there is no national art, we people in the real national art circle will not stand up and prove anything. ”

Mom's meaning is obvious.

The national art is a killing technique.

Fight with ordinary people?

That's a good way to stop, it's easy.

But if you really fight with a boxer or something, it will definitely only be an attack......

Key...... Is it so easy to fight?

For example, the mark of Wing Chun, that is a killer move to poke the throat!

Stomping the toes of Bajiquan...... It doesn't seem lethal, but it's still indiscriminate?

Wow, when you go down, the bones of your feet will be broken or even shattered!

Not to mention the monkey stealing peaches and plugging eyes or something......

Who will prove it, go to fight?

Neurotic!

So my mother didn't take it seriously at all.

Lin Yi understood, and said: "I can understand you, after all, if you fight now, there will be an accident, and it will be easy for you to get in, there is no need, but this time, ...... I'm afraid I can't hide it. ”

Mom: "......????"

"What's the situation?!"

"Could it be that someone in the circle of national arts has made a move......?

"We all have unwritten rules and are controlled by the state, how can we ......?"

"There is state control?!"

Lin Yi was taken aback......

"Nonsense. ”

My mother pouted and said: "We people, empty-handed, are faster than those with guns within seven steps, and the lethality is also stronger, you say, will we be controlled?!"

"Is there such a thing?"

"Of course there is, but it doesn't restrict freedom or anything, simply put, you can't shoot casually in front of the public, and you can't go to the ring, underground boxing or something......

"The impact is not good!"

"Understood. Lin Yi nodded in understanding.

Indeed, the master of national art can almost be described as a humanoid weapon.

There are some controls that make sense.

"Why did you just say you couldn't hide it?!" asked Mom.

"No. ”

Lin Yi showed his mother the Weibo of Liu Neng, a national player in sanda.

"What he means by himself is that he is not a master of national arts, but he has confirmed the existence of the national arts world, and he directly makes an appointment with someone to fight, if this is an appointment, can the national art be hidden?"

"I can't hide it. ”

Mom's brow furrowed, but it quickly eased, and then it wrinkled again.

"I don't know if it's good or bad. ”

"It's a mixed bag. ”

At this time, Xue Yao came over with tomato and egg noodles, handed it to Lin Yi and said, "Actually, we have had similar speculations for a long time, haven't we?"

"yes!"

Mom sighed.

"The national art is actually not so magical, we can't fly away, let alone move mountains and reclaim the sea, especially after being controlled, we can't take the initiative indiscriminately, which leads to the loneliness of the national art......"

"Actually, in our circle, we are also divided into two factions. ”

Accompanied by his mother's narration, Lin Yi was amazed while eating noodles.

Originally......

The national art circle is actually not small!

And the people in the circle are also divided into two factions.

One of the factions is the faction of Daddy and Mom and Xue Yao, they are relatively gentle, they have no radical ideas, and most of the time they have a natural mentality for the inheritance of national arts, so they are called the gentle faction.

On the other hand, there are radicals.

Radicals believe that the national art must not be broken, even if it is at all costs, it must be passed on, and the national art must be carried forward!

Unfortunately, the situation in China is not optimistic.

Gradually, the radicals went to sea.

This is why, there are more martial arts halls overseas than in China, and there are occasionally a few masters overseas, but the domestic situation is calm.

But......

Doesn't the Pacifiers want to inherit the national arts?

Think the same!

It's just that they're less aggressive, and more often they're going with the flow.

However, they have also considered, if they can truly promote the national art, and let the national art be carried forward and inherited without violating the rules of control?

A few years ago......

Mom and Dad discussed it with Xue Yao.

At that time, they thought that there was a lack of an opportunity, or that they needed to wait for the arrival of the east wind!

What was the opportunity?

What is the east wind?!

Both, in fact, are the same.

That's ......

One, half a foot into the circle...... Person!

A person who is not in the circle of national arts, does not have to care about the country's control of national arts, and does not even know the existence of this control, so it is reasonable for him to inadvertently break this rule, and it is not considered a violation of the rules.

He didn't even know that this rule existed, so why should he violate it?

"And ...... such a thing?"

Lin Yi was a little confused.

"So, I'm such a person?"

"Yes!"

Xue Yao nodded: "You did step into the national art circle with half a foot, but you didn't know the existence of control before, but we didn't think it was you at the beginning." ”

"The popularity of "Shaolin Football" has made the truth of the national art once again hotly discussed, but fortunately, at this time, someone has taken over your burden. ”

After reading Xue Yao, the national sanda player-Liu Neng Weibo, she smiled brightly: "In this case, we don't have to worry about you being settled by the Autumn Queen." ”

"After all...... Compared to you, in fact, Liu Neng is more suitable. ”

"You know him?"

Lin Yi was a little curious: "Judging from his remarks, he knows the existence of national arts, and he also knows how many masters of national arts?"

"Sanda champions. ”

My mother said lightly: "I've heard of the name, my strength is also good, and I'm more obsessed with national arts, so I found a lot of people, and I realized a few practitioners in the national arts circle." ”

"Now, he's making a big deal out of it. ”

"Maybe the national art will be truly known to everyone from his hands. ”

"He's a knife and a litmus test. ”

"It's a little unpleasant to say, but he chose this path by himself, and he can't help it. ”