This kind of thing is a competition to win or lose behind closed doors since ancient times, which is the rule of the rivers and lakes.

But the Chengyi Martial Arts Hall decided to break this rule today and teach this hairy boy who came to the gym to teach a good lesson. Because he dared to speak wildly in public, saying that the martial arts hall was pretending to be in the name of the national art master Pei Zongyuan, and that Mr. Pei did not have Liu Mingchuan as a closed disciple at all.

This and this are really unbearable.

The ring was quickly pulled up, and all around it was full of people who had come to see the excitement.

The young man stood in the middle of the ring, his expression was indifferent, his straight back was like an unsheathed sword, giving people an indescribable momentum for no reason.

Jiang Qiao always felt that this young man was really familiar, but she couldn't remember it for a while. Seeing that almost everyone treated this young man who came to find fault with him, and had a little intention of watching the show, she couldn't help but sweat for him silently in her heart.

A gong sounded, and the legendary grandmaster Liu Mingchuan finally arrived.

Like the poster, Liu Mingchuan wore a blue-gray mid-button gown, and his hair was combed and shiny, as if he was deliberately dressed up.

"Sorry guys, I've been waiting for ...... long time."

He strode with his head held high, the shelf was very full, and his gestures really had a bit of the style of a generation of grandmasters in the movie. When he was still a few steps away from the ring, he suddenly exerted force under his feet, jumped up, turned over in the air, and then stood firmly in the ring.

This appearance can be said to be very showy, causing the audience to scream and cheer loudly. Jiang Qiao felt that he had opened his eyes today, this Liu Mingchuan really seemed to have two brushes, and the young man looked a little weak in comparison.

How do you say it in the most popular phrase now? One is bronze, and the other is king!

"Thank you for your support, and I have a few words to say before I begin. Liu Mingchuan cleared his throat and raised his hand to signal everyone to be quiet: "It was not my intention to stand here today, everyone knows that I am an indifferent and ambitious person, and I would not have bothered with a child who talks nonsense, but it is a matter of honor and disgrace for my teacher, and the face of my mentor, Mr. Pei Zong, so I can't sit idly by." Since this little brother has challenged me, I have absolutely no reason not to fight, but you don't have to worry, I will be merciful, and I should give guidance to the juniors. ”

The words were generous, and he had the open-mindedness of the grandmaster's successor. Jiang Qiao saw the young man tugging at the corners of his lips, and seemed to sneer.

Standing in the middle of the ring with a gong, he raised his hand and struck it a second time. According to the rules, at this time the two parties should salute each other and report to their homes.

Liu Mingchuan lazily rolled up his sleeves, raised his hand and arched towards the young man: "Liu Mingchuan, a disciple of Wing Chun Grandmaster Pei Zongyuan, dare to ask what this little brother is called?"

The young man didn't move, and he didn't seem to have any intention of returning the salute, so he just said: "Don't worry, it's not too late to tell you after the fight." ”

Liu Mingchuan's face changed, although he knew that this unknown kid was very arrogant, but he didn't expect to dare to embarrass him in public, it's really hateful!

Pingtou was obviously angry, and raised the gong hammer in his hand and said angrily at the young man: "You kid, don't you be ashamed......

Liu Mingchuan forcibly suppressed the anger in his heart, and waved his hand towards Pingtou: "It's normal for young people to be angry and bloody, it's okay to ...... okay."

Pingtou took a sip, still angry, and scolded in a low voice: "Stinky boy, don't cry if you lose for a while!"

The young man turned a deaf ear, took him as a fart, and only stared at Liu Mingchuan word by word: "Since you said that you are the authentic descendant of Wing Chun, then I will challenge you with Wing Chun today! I also want to ask everyone present to be a witness, if I win today, it will prove that this Liu Mingchuan is not a closed disciple of Wing Chun Grandmaster Pei Zongyuan at all, just an impostor, this martial arts hall can no longer lie to people here in the name of Pei Zongyuan, how?!"

The last two words were drunk, which made Liu Mingchuan's back tingle for no reason, and then looked at the young man in front of him carefully, and he felt that there seemed to be an awe-inspiring righteousness in him, which made people dare not force their eyes. But he quickly calmed down, after so many years of mixing in the rivers and lakes, he had never seen any kind of wind and waves, and it was not the first time he had encountered such a thing. It's just a hairy boy, what can there be to be afraid of?

In the silence of the audience, Jiang Qiao suddenly remembered who this young man was. No wonder! He is the only one who dares to do such a thing.

"What a big breath!" The smirk on Liu Mingchuan's face slowly disappeared, revealing a hideous face: "Then what if you lose?"

The young man sneered and blurted out, "If I lose, you can do whatever you want." ”

So neither of them said more, and the third gong sounded, and the competition began.

Liu Mingchuan couldn't hold back the anger in his heart, and rushed forward with a loud shout, and punched towards the young man's chest, the speed was amazingly fast, and it didn't look like he wanted his subordinates to show mercy. The young man's reaction was extremely fast, and he turned slightly to the side without hurrying, and dodged the dangerous punch closely. Liu Mingchuan missed the blow, and he didn't have time to be surprised, only to hear the wind in his ears, it was the young man's backhand elbow, which hit the arm that he had not had time to withdraw. Liu Mingchuan was shocked, and subconsciously exerted his arm, flipped it up, and made a move of Wing Chun's "arm" to hold the young man's arm. Unexpectedly, the young man smiled, leaned slightly to the left, turned his hand directly into the palm, cut horizontally, and at the same time bent his calf, and kicked a side very quickly.

Between the lightning and flint, Liu Mingchuan had already taken a palm and a kick, and stumbled back two steps, shocked in his heart.

At that time, he had only seen Mr. Pei Zongyuan demonstrate to others from a distance, and he didn't even have the qualifications to learn.

Everyone in the audience was puzzled, their eyes couldn't see those lightning-fast moves clearly, and they didn't understand who had the advantage, but they clearly saw that Master Liu Mingchuan's face became ugly, and there were beads of sweat the size of beans dripping down the messy broken hair on his forehead, looking a little embarrassed. On the other hand, the young man was still standing there lightly, seemingly unharmed.

So the crowd began to whisper.

Phrases such as "...... Master Liu can't even beat a child, right?" or "...... Is he really in vain?" and so on.

All of a sudden, everyone began to think again, who is the bronze and who is the king?

Liu Mingchuan was annoyed and ashamed, and there was a wave of anger all over his body, and he flew up directly and struck with a fierce kick. The young man's eyes froze, he staggered half a step, and the bottom of his elbow used force to make a move to plough and block, Liu Mingchuan's face turned pale, and there was a sharp pain in his leg immediately. A vicious cold light burst out of his eyes, he shouted, arched his body slightly, and at the same time used his right hand violently, slashing straight at the young man's face with one palm.

The boy intercepted his wrist and shouted, "You are Wing Chun?!"

Liu Mingchuan laughed and gritted his teeth and whispered in his ear: "Is it Wing Chun, who can see it?" Boy, I wanted to leave you a way to live, but you have embarrassed me again and again, in this case, you should go to the hospital and lie down for a long time for a long time!"

As soon as he finished speaking, his eyes flashed fiercely, and he slammed a jab into the young man's temple.

The young man slapped his fist sideways, took advantage of the momentum to unload the force, and then bent his arm slightly, and with the help of his waist and abdomen, he reflexively twisted it, and made a move to dial a thousand catties, Liu Mingchuan didn't even have time to react, and flew out directly upside down, rolling out of the field several times.

Everyone was dumbfounded! This, this is too strong, right?!

Liu Mingchuan fell to the ground, wailing in pain, and ran over to help him, trembling and asking the young man: "You, who are you?"

The young man still ignored him, jumped out of the ring, and preached to Liu Ming: "You lost, please keep your promise." If I hear you cheat money in the name of Pei Zongyuan again, I will come back to you. ”

With that, he picked up the schoolbag on the ground and threw it behind his back, raised his feet and walked out.

Liu Mingchuan lay on the ground and couldn't move, but he still shouted at his back unwillingly: "Who are you Pei Zongyuan?"

The boy didn't look back, only left a sentence.

"He's my grandfather. ”