At the entrance of the martial arts hall, Wei Zhengde stood beside Wei Xiangxiang, Wang Xiaojun, Mo Kailai and others, without exception, all of whom were people who relied on martial arts to feed in the capital. Looking at the outside Wan Shenwu and Cui Shanying fighting together, you have been going back and forth for more than a dozen rounds, regardless of victory or defeat, regardless of whether they are equal.

"Master Wang, what do you think?" Wei Zhengde suddenly asked, but his eyes kept staring at the field. The master has made a move, and the victory or defeat is often in a flash, winning is winning, and losing is losing!

'Iron Hand Buddha' Wang Xiaojun shook his head, his face changed from the attitude of smiling in the past, and looked at the fight outside, on the ground in the capital, Wan Shenwu was considered first-class, and the younger generation had few enemies. People give the nickname 'Little Boxer'!

"It's hard to say!"

Between Cui Shanying and Wan Shenwu, he really can't see who can win.

"Cui Shanying has won!" Wei Zhengde said softly.

Wei Xiangxiang asked suspiciously: "Dad, how do you know that Cui Shanying won?" "There is no winner or loser outside, and the martial artists who are standing around to watch the excitement are also looking at Wei Zhengde, hoping that he can solve his doubts.

Wei Zhengde chuckled and said: "One is at ease, and the other is at the end of a strong crossbow, Wan Shenwu can't beat Cui Shanying!" After speaking, he didn't watch, turned around and walked towards his seat, over there, there were still a few people sitting, sitting, without exception, they were all well-known figures in the martial arts world in the capital, and they disdained to come over to see the excitement.

There are some things that you don't necessarily have to see with your eyes, but you can hear them with your ears.

Wei Xiangxiang stood at the door and didn't move, and so did the 'Iron Hand Buddha', many people like them stood at the door and waited for the result. Wan Shen Wu wins, Cui Shanying's National Arts Hall will be closed today. From the perspective of the two of them, Wang Xiaojun hopes that Cui Shanying can win and enter the martial arts in the capital, as for the conflict of interest, it is nonsense.

Now relying on martial arts to eat, how many people are there? Whoever hasn't ordered anything else to make extra money. There is not much more Cui Shanying, and there is no less Cui Shanying, not to mention a Cui Shanying, that is, ten, a hundred, those who should eat meat still eat meat, and those who should eat still have to eat.

In this world, whoever is more and who is less will still have the sun and the moon!

As for Wei Xiangxiang, she hoped that Cui Shanying could win, but she didn't want her to win. Cui Shanying still has something to do with her after all!

Let's talk about the field!

Cui Shanying stopped his steps, stared at Wan Shenwu with his eyes, and said calmly: "Naturally, there is a way, with your skills, you should be regarded as the number one person in the martial arts in the capital." ”

"Prize!" Wan Shenwu stared at Cui Shanying and replied with two words. It's not that he doesn't want to fight, he doesn't want to get close, it's that Cui Shanying didn't give him a chance, as long as Wan Shenwu goes in, he believes that he must be the one who dies, he hasn't tried it, but he has feelings!

Cui Shanying smiled and said, "Are you still fighting?" ”

Wan Shenwu didn't say anything, he came this time to dismantle the stage, and when he got started, he knew the softness and hardness, it was not as simple as he thought. There should be few people in the capital realm who want to press this young man down a few times!

He didn't speak, but Cui Shanying had to speak, take a step back, everyone had a way to go.

"Why don't Master Wan go to the martial arts hall for a cup of tea? If you want to fight, the mountain eagle is waiting for you at any time! Cui Shanying clenched his fists and said calmly.

After a while, Wan Shen Wucai sighed, hugged his fist towards Cui Shanying, and walked towards Cui Shanying's martial arts hall!

The sedan chair carries people and saves face, and people will give you face. Wan Shenwu came over to smash the signboard and destroy people's jobs, which was originally regarded as a mortal enemy. Cui Shanying can put down his face, regardless of his previous suspicions, and invite an opponent to drink tea in the martial arts hall, which is magnanimous and tolerant. If you don't know how to lift up, you won't be able to see each other anywhere in the future!

Wan Shenwu was jealous of Cui Shanying's name, and after trying it himself, he knew if it was worthy of the name. In the public, whoever loses and wins will not look good on their faces, there are steps down, Wan Shenwu did not choose to resist!

Everyone is young, let him in, maybe he can become friends in the future, he has really become a mortal enemy, who will stay on the ground in the capital and who will leave, it's hard to say.

Seeing Wan Shenwu walk into the martial arts hall, Cui Shanying had a smile on his face. Turning his head to Zhao Qiankun who was standing next to him, he still arched his hand and said, "Master Zhao, do you also want to enjoy your face and go to the martial arts hall to have a cup of tea?" ”

Wan Shenwu has gone in, what else can Zhao Qiankun do if he stays outside. He smiled bitterly and clenched his fists and said, "I'm ashamed!" Then he also entered the martial arts hall.

It seems simple to do it with Wan Shenwu, but Cui Shanying knows that he is tricky and a person with kung fu, it is difficult for him to win Cui Shanying, and Cui Shanying does not dare to say that he will win, although Cui Shanying only used eight points of strength just now, and he still has more than enough.

The scene of everyone's joy is better than beating you to the death, Cui Shanying just wants to open the museum, not really want to grab anyone's job, set up a signboard today, even if he stands, he has to decide whether to leave or stay after settling down and taking root.

Cui Shanying didn't rush in, sat back on the chair at the door of the martial arts hall, the time was still early, no one could say whether anyone would come to make trouble again, he sat outside and waited, it was better than him going back to the house and coming out.

Clear-eyed people can see that Cui Shanying's posture is waiting for someone to come, has a foundation, and is not afraid of anyone.

"This little master, do you think my son can learn kung fu from you?" In the crowd of people watching the excitement around, out of the family, a young couple, with a little boy of four or five years old, talking to the father.

Cui Shanying said: "I open a martial arts gym, anyone who comes to learn is welcome!" He looked down at the little boy, smiled at the little one, and asked, "Little friend, how old are you?"

The little boy has big eyes and is very likable. Turning his eyes to look at Cui Shanying, he said in a milky voice: "Four years old!" ”

A very spiritual little guy.

"It's very hard to learn boxing, learn boxing with me, there are three don't teach, parents dote on don't teach, you have to have me when you hand it over to the martial arts hall, learn martial arts first and learn morality, it's common for the master to beat and scold, are you willing to do it?" Cui Shanying looked up at his young parents and asked with a smile.

When they heard that the martial arts master would beat and scold their children, the parents were a little hesitant. Cui Shanying was not surprised by their reaction, nor was he angry, and said calmly: "You two might as well go back and think about it first, and then come back when you think about it, the martial arts hall is open here, and I won't be able to leave for a while!" ”

"Okay, then little master, you should get busy first!" The young parents took the little boy with them. Before leaving, the little boy couldn't help but turn his head to look at Cui Shanying.

Now whose children are treasures in their hands, reluctant to fight, reluctant to scold, but since ancient times, strict teachers have produced high apprentices, and if they want to practice martial arts, they are inseparable from the master's discipline, especially small practice.

I sat outside for more than ten minutes, and no one came back!

"Master, it's almost twelve o'clock!" Li Yulong ran over and whispered.

Cui Shanying got up from the chair at this time, looked up at the sky, looked at the surrounding crowd again, and said calmly: "The rivers and lakes have the rules of the rivers and lakes, and the martial arts have the rules of martial arts. ”

After waiting for a while, no one came, no one answered, Cui Shanying walked towards the martial arts hall, and said to Li Yulong: "Light the cannon battle, hang the plaque, the priest!" ”