When Yu Qingcheng heard this, he also felt a little pity. This young man has real kung fu, but he has no chance, he can only work behind closed doors in a small circle, and naturally he has no actual combat ability, he can only perform. This would make people think that they are charlatans. Besides, he also has to go to school, study, and find a job, and without anyone to support him, it is destined to be difficult to pass on his boxing skills. "That's why you got into Gokumi Karate?"

"Director Yu, don't worry, I didn't teach anything to the Japanese people. Xiang Cen smiled and pinched his fingers. "I just graduated from Peking University this year, and I heard that a new military academy has been established in Jinmen, and the director of the martial arts hall is a master. At that time, I thought if I would come and see it, but in my capacity, I definitely didn't just say that I could come, so I signed up for a goku karate training class. As luck pleased, I actually got a chance to communicate. ”

"You will find a way, after all, you are a graduate student of Peking University. Yu Qingcheng couldn't help laughing. Those who want to come here to visit the museum are all enterprises and institutions with business licenses, or directors, shareholders, and CEOs of investors and financiers. For example, the old guns in the Tianjue National Art Museum, they have a lot of resources in their hands, and students from all over the world have the opportunity to recommend employment, so they are full of students.

Those who graduated from extreme vacuum karate, which is even more sought-after, go to any fitness institute to be a trainer, sit in a gym, and the monthly salary is five figures.

Strength can only shine against the backdrop of wealth and power. There is no money and no power, even if you are invincible in the world, no one cares. Obviously, in this martial arts hall in Yu Qingcheng, if the students graduate, they will naturally have a future, and the way to eat imperial food is also not a small temptation.

However, this Xiang Cen is young, he is a high-achieving student who graduated from Peking University, and he does not have to worry about finding a job. Yu Tingcheng also knows that he just wants to pass on Dachengquan, and such a mind is admirable. "If Mr. Xiang wants, how about being a coach here? or being a faculty teacher, and when the college is officially enrolled in September, maybe you can pick good seedlings for training." ”

This martial arts hall in Yu Chengcheng was undertaken by the Military Commission, and the scale was large, so it was easy to do things. Ordinary students take big classes, and excellent students naturally open small stoves, so that they can not only ensure operations, but also cultivate talents, and there is no problem in this regard.

"Is it really possible?" Xiang Cen didn't expect Yu Qingcheng to agree so easily, and he didn't wait for him to speak. Because the current state unit, if you want to do anything, I am afraid that you will not be able to do it without paying tribute. But thinking of Yu Tingcheng's performance at the Sino-Japanese Martial Arts Exchange Conference, Xiang Cen was also relieved, although Yu Tingcheng was about the same age as him, he did have the demeanor of a generation of grandmasters.

"Of course, the Academy welcomes talents like you. Yu Qingcheng shook his hand. After all, she is the curator here, and she is the political commissar of the army, and she can still make a decision when it comes to recruiting people. And such a talent, Yu Tingcheng is also eager for the development of the team, even if he pays his own salary, he is willing to stay by his side. "In the future, we will study boxing together, learn from each other, and communicate with each other to achieve greater achievements. ”

"Yes, I will work hard. ”

Seeing that Yu Qingcheng recruited another newcomer, Cheng Rui sat on the side and looked very ugly. She knew she was afraid that she would be left out in the cold again.

Sure enough, Yu Tingcheng immediately pulled Xiang Cen to stand up, turned back to Cheng Rui and said, "I'll take him to meet the coach of the martial arts hall and get to know him." Cheng Rui, you've worked hard these days, can you take a rest first?"

"Got it. Cheng Rui pouted and left depressed. Xiang Cen felt a little embarrassed, and Yu Qingcheng smiled: "Don't mind, this chief has a bad temper, but he doesn't have any bad intentions, don't take it to heart." It will be good to be cooked later. With that, Yu Qingcheng took Xiang Cen and walked towards the training ground together.

"I don't know, how many such practitioners are still in the people? Lack of communication, no actual combat ability, it seems that to save China's martial arts, it is not easy to do a good job. The health of fighting and boxing is now completely disconnected...... Boxing, health preservation, just like the army, is expensive in one raising. Without the foundation of health preservation, no matter how high the fighting skills are, they are just duckweed without roots. ”

Yu Qingcheng believes that it is necessary to change some of everyone's outdated concepts.

Therefore, for peers, as long as they have real skills, Yu Tingcheng is also in line with the spirit of being able to pull a hand, just pull a hand, it is best to make friends with the world's heroes and erect righteousness.

Arrived at the training ground, where the coaches were in full swing training. Yu Qingcheng introduced Xiang Cen to Pang Xinglong and them, and everyone also welcomed. "Ladies and gentlemen, Master Xiang will be our colleague from now on. However, because of his lack of communication, he may be lacking in actual combat, so don't be too harsh. Boxing is also a matter of health preservation, and we will discuss and learn from each other in the future. ”

"Haha, of course. With Yu Allure's introduction, everyone naturally did not make things difficult, but seemed very enthusiastic. Xiang Cen was also very moved, and arched his hand to everyone, "Thank you masters and coaches." "He used to go to other martial arts gyms and gyms to apply for jobs, and he would be beaten up by those who practiced sanda boxing. Although he has a good physique and will not be beaten to death, he will definitely not be able to be ridiculed, but here in Yu Chengcheng, he has been treated like this.

This made Xiang Cen quickly enthusiastic, and he and Pang Xinglong began to play sandbags together, showing each other their skills, and the atmosphere was very harmonious.

At this time, Yu Qingcheng's heart was not calm.

For a while, Yu Tingcheng thought of Lao Yin, who was setting up stalls outside to teach students, as well as those instructors and martial artists in the Tianjue National Art Hall who sang praises and had a corrupt atmosphere, and he felt very uncomfortable. Her opportunity is good, she met the upright leader of the Military Commission, although she also wanted to use her to achieve certain political goals, but at least she retained the inheritance of her lineage. Otherwise, Yu Chengcheng would not be better than Lao Yin now.

Fighting and boxing are not the same concept, this Yu Qingcheng explained to Yin Jun and them a long time ago, and now he has also said it to the instructors here, especially those instructors who train sanda and boxing, so that they should not look down on martial artists who have no actual combat ability.

At the beginning, there was also the idea of excavating folk martial arts masters in the army, but the results were not ideal. Because martial arts give people the feeling that first of all, they must be able to fight, and martial artists who can't actually fight let you perform no matter how powerful you are, blowing the sky, and you will be beaten on stage, and no one can afford to look down on them. Those folk artists who have been visited by the Special Intelligence Department in the past, pretending to be monks and Taoists, and Wu Song, may not be true martial artists.

But this kind of martial artist, the life circle is too small, there is no systematic confrontation training, only boxing health, no fighting, no actual combat ability. Especially the new generation of disciples like Xiang Cen and them, they feel that they are nothing more than a little healthy, and they almost have the breath of a martial artist. This gives people the impression that traditional Chinese martial arts are fancy and that if you want to fight, you have to learn sanda boxing.

Traditional martial artists can't raise their heads, so they are naturally more self-cherishing, and if you say I'm a fancy shelf, I'll bring things into the coffin, and none of us can learn it.

Over time, the differentiation became more and more pronounced.

But Yu Tingcheng, as the inheritor of national art in the new era, naturally didn't want this kind of thing to continue. What's more, she is now also the political commissar of the Military Academy and the director of the Jinmen Guoshu Museum, so she naturally wants to contribute to the revitalization of the Guoshu.

At the end of the afternoon training, Xiang Cen wiped his sweat with a towel and said with a happy smile: "Director Yu, I'm so happy today! I met a master this time, and I also want to ask for advice: I feel that there are still subtle mistakes in the strength of my whole body, and I don't know how to make it full?" Obviously, this level has been bothering him for a long time, if he doesn't get the guidance of the master and ponder it himself, I'm afraid it will take a long time to enter the transformation, and even a lifetime will not be able to break through.

It can be seen that Xiang Cen has now thrown away all his psychological baggage and is wholeheartedly studying the way of health preservation; even if he is not good at actual combat, Chinese martial arts also have unique features for health preservation, and it is also worth pursuing. The Chinese national art is not only about beating and killing, which is completely different from the martial arts of the Japanese Dynasty.

"It's simple, just try it in the water. Yu Qingcheng smiled, and there was no intention of hiding his secrets. When Xiang Cen heard this, he only thought about it for a while, and then showed an excited look: "I see, Curator Yu is really a master in the world." I will definitely work hard here and inherit the Chinese health preservation technique!"

"Haha, that's easy to say. Your boxing skills are unique, and I have many boxing principles that I haven't understood yet, so I want to ask you for advice. Yu Qingcheng was also very relieved when he heard him say this.

This time, Yu Tingcheng finally did not make an unpleasant fuss after others visited the museum, but instead pulled a master in, which can be said to be a great joy. After all, not all people in the world are going against her. Senior Commander Xu and the others were also very happy when they found out, and they only hoped that this kind of thing would happen a little more, and there would be more talents in the academy, so that they could prosper, unlike now when only Yu Qingcheng is supporting the façade.

"By the way, Comrade Yu Tingcheng, do you still know anyone in the martial arts? If so, it is not impossible to contact a few more. After going through the formalities for Xiang Cen, Master Xu asked by the way. Yu Tingcheng thought about it and found that she did have people she knew, but whether it was Sha Lao or Chen Guangguang from Taiwan, they both had a family and a fortune and a net worth of billions of dollars, so how could they come here to be a coach.

"I'll take a look at it, and if it's possible, I'll pull a few more. ”

……

Hinataki, on Mt. Iwate in the northern part of Honshu Island.

"Your Excellency Fujita, would you like to take a break?"

Ninagawa Emon and Tsuyoshi Fujita are together, and in order to pursue martial arts, they practice every day to challenge their physical and mental limits. He held a pistol and fired an empty bullet against Fujita's body every day, and his hands became more and more ruthless and vicious, and Fujita Tsuyoshi had almost no room to spare. At such a distance, even Tsuyoshi Fujita could not dodge the blow of an empty warhead.

The corner of his mouth was already oozing blood.

Ninagawa also because of this practice, his eyes began to become cold, persistent, and murderous, and he was almost like two people before.