Wang Mengxiong fought with Lu Xinyang and ended hastily. Although Lu Xinyang's grandfather knew that this kid was untruthful, the competition was purely based on personal ability, and the test was also eyesight. Previously, their grandchildren were sure that Kazuo Hashimoto saw through Wang Mengxiong's flaws, but he was unlucky and did not succeed. Now the result of the competition is really slapping the old man in the face, what covers the door, what deliberately protects the perineal acupoint, all of them are routines. People made a special trip to dig a pit for the little devil, but they didn't expect the grandfather and grandson to rush to the door. There is a gap in strength and poor eyesight, and in this final decisive battle, the loss is indeed unjust. In fact, this is not Shaolin's intention to compare with the Hercules of the Natural Gate, but Wang Mengxiong's tactics of avoiding the real and attacking the false, and the virtual and the real are used properly. It's a kind of crushing in IQ, not the reason for which level of kung fu is higher.

The North-South Martial Arts Exchange Conference came to a successful conclusion, although there was a small episode of the Hongkou Dojo, but the results were exciting. Wang Fan, who represents the Jingwu Sports Association, became the champion, which also gave everyone a deeper understanding of the Jingwu Sports Association's way of not being limited by sects and only for physical fitness. The heads of several sects faced the olive branch thrown by Huo Dongge and tried to agree to serve as the special coach of the Jingwu Sports Association. They feel that with the expansion of the Jingwu Sports Association, they will be able to indirectly expand the influence of their own sect, and the win-win result is why not!

Wang Mengxiong did not leave immediately, but was led by Liu Congyun to a small secret practice room. There he met an unexpected person, sitting cross-legged on the ground, waiting for his arrival.

"Mr. Funakoshi, how could it be you?"

After the game, Wang Mengxiong originally wanted to leave as soon as possible, but Senior Brother Huo Dongge told him to meet someone first. He originally thought that this person would be Liu Zhensheng, who was the eldest disciple of Huo Yuanjia's uncle, and got the true inheritance of Huo Yuanjia's Lost Trace Fist. Because someone in Nanyang invited him to inspect the establishment of the Jingwu Sports Association branch, he has not been in Shanghai. Who knew that when he followed Liu Congyun here, he actually saw Tang Hand Master Fungoshi Yizhen, which was really unexpected. But for the sake of his affection for helping to subdue everyone in the Hongkou Dojo, it doesn't matter if he meets him.

"Little friend Wang Fan, I implore Master Huo Dongge to invite you to come and meet you. I traveled from the Ryukyus to Kyoto, and then crossed the ocean to Shanghai, just to see more martial arts skills, increase my experience, and complete my theory of Tang hands. I just watched the competition between you and Kazuo Hashimoto, and I should say that I was happy to see the hunter, and I wanted to fight with you at that time. It's just that in public, I took the initiative to shoot at a junior at my age, which is a little disrespectful, so I want to communicate with you in private, I hope you can be fulfilled! ”

As soon as the words fell, Funakoshi Yoshizhen got up and bowed deeply to Wang Mengxiong, at such an age, to be able to make such a move, it seemed full of sincerity.

"I don't deserve such a big gift, but in fact, you want to fight with me, which is exactly what my heart yearns for. Master often says that it is better to travel thousands of miles than to read 10,000 books, and to be able to exchange martial arts experience with a Tang Hand master like Funakoshi Yoshizhen, in fact, I have taken a big advantage and gained more! ”

People treat each other politely, and Wang Mengxiong can't look at this old man with the eyes of a devil. He knew in his heart that some people pursue the essence of martial arts, and they value the strength of gambling families, rather than those vendettas between different ethnic groups, or the flies and dogs like Hongkou Dojo. Since the old gentleman treats each other with sincerity, he is not good at putting on a stand. After all, the state of etiquette in China cannot be compared with an outsider.

Neither of them is a procrastinating character, and when they said that the competition and exchange immediately started the fight, Liu Congyun on the side was worried and excited, and he didn't dare to blink his eyes, for fear of missing the wonderful moment.

Master Tang Shou is not in vain, and Wang Mengxiong has of course also shown his real ability. The fists and legs intersected several times, and the two people separated instantly, looked at each other, and felt sorry for each other.

"Little friend, you're not the Lost Trace Fist of the Jingwu Sports Club, are you?"

Yoshijin Funakoshi rubbed his sore arm, both shocked by Wang Mengxiong's strength and doubtful about his true fist path.

"Master has good eyesight, this is indeed not Uncle Huo Yuanjia's Lost Trace Boxing, but the Natural Gate Boxing Method passed on by his mentor Du Xinwu."

Wang Mengxiong also admires Funakoshi Yoshizhen's ability, since he practiced martial arts, except for this frustration in the face of his master Du Xinwu, he has been invincible with one punch at other times. When I met the Tang hand of Funakoshi Yoshizhen, I knew the truth that the world is big and the art is endless. Funakoshi Yoshijin sublimated simple skills to a theoretical level, which is equivalent to creating a martial art independently. Although he also borrowed from many types of martial arts and integrated them, it was a hodgepodge like Kazuo Hashimoto, and it was a new skill when he arrived at Funakoshi.

"Natural Gate Boxing Method? Although I have been in Shanghai for a short time, I have long heard of the name of Du Xinwu, the hero of the north and south. If it weren't for this exchange competition, I'm afraid I would have left to visit him in Beijing a long time ago. I didn't expect you to be the apprentice of Du Xin's five heroes. There are disciples like this, Du Daxia's ability can be imagined. Now that my wish has been fulfilled, I will not visit him, but please have time to show me my respect to him. Early tomorrow morning, I will take a boat back to Ryukyu for retreat, and I hope to see you again in my hometown in the future. ”

After the two of them stopped, they cherished each other. Yoshizhen Funakoshi returned to the Ryukyus to concentrate on research, and finally became a famous teacher. Under his influence, some Jiu-Jitsu and kendo masters also developed a strong interest in Tang Shou, which played a huge role in promoting Tang Shou. Five years later, various universities in the Wa Kingdom set up Tang Hand Divisions, which were later renamed Karate, and became a well-known martial arts school.

Wang Mengxiong returned home and kept thinking about the process of fighting with Funakoshi Yoshizhen, and he had a deep understanding. Later, he wrote a letter to tell Master Du Xinwu about his feelings, saying that in a certain aspect, Tang Shou actually has similarities with the righteousness of advocating nature in the natural gate, and they can learn from each other.

After a while, Master Du Xinwu's reply arrived. In the letter, he affirmed Wang Mengxiong's idea and felt that it was very groundbreaking. It's a pity that I can't be with this person named Funakoshi Yoshizhen for a while, otherwise I can better feel Wang Mengxiong's thoughts. He encouraged Wang Mengxiong not to stick to his views, absorb the essence of various martial arts, and create his own unique boxing method, so that he can become a grandmaster, otherwise he will always be a martial artist. Along with the letter came the news that a big man whom Wang Mengxiong had befriended during his time in Beijing was about to make a comeback and regain his position as the leader of the country.

The declaration of the day carried the news on the front page that the Beiyang Tigers had returned to the reins of the Beijing Division, and the Anhui warlords re-entered the political arena. Wang Mengxiong didn't see the newspaper, he was still immersed in the magnificent world described in the West Wall Anthology, absorbing the essence of the Dao, and unconsciously, a new energy began to breed in various parts of his body, but he was unconscious.