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In the summer of 19o6, Shanghai was overcrowded, and even Xiliu Street, which was originally located in the suburbs, has now become more and more lively.

The former slums, because of the rise of Shanghai Liyuan Art Institute, life gradually became a little richer, and after the opening of the Shanghai Guoshu Museum and the Orthopedic Branch of Nanshi Traditional Chinese and Western Hospital, the population density here gradually began to increase as rapidly as Nanshi.

The business of the Northwest Ramen Restaurant is also booming now, and now in addition to Takeo Funakoshi, the only chef, two more quick men have been hired, and the most talked-about thing is that this fat man over 40 years old actually poured into Shanghai from the south because of a few bowls of ramen, and asked for a beautiful widow to be his daughter-in-law.

The woman looks only in her twenties, no children and no daughters, not only fair and beautiful, but also has a rare figure with plump shoulders and buttocks, in just over a month, she has become a celebrity in this fine willow street, because when selling ramen on weekdays, she will always add a few more slices of beef head meat to the bowl of poor students, so she is gradually affectionately called 'Ramen Shih Tzu' by the students in the Shanghai Art Academy and the apprentices in the Guoshu Museum.

Haruko Funakoshi's hometown, from the former Ryukyus on the island of Okinawa, is also a favorite ramen eater, but because of her natural caution or other reasons, she only asks her sisters to occasionally bring a bowl back to her bedroom.

She had never been to that ramen restaurant herself, and even when she passed on information these two times, she did so in strict accordance with the requirement of never meeting with the person who connected her.

For some reason, since that instructor Yang Meng left Shanghai, she has felt more and more around her. There was always someone watching her in the dark, and because of this, her range of activities became smaller, and she barely left the house except to go out with her sisters in the dormitory to practice gymnastics and quyi.

Her caution was not in vain, at least after Gao Hang and a few people secretly reviewed it a few times, they didn't really suspect her.

At this point, Mimiko Munakata's lurking can be described as a complete failure.

Because of Tsing Yi's 'special care', coupled with the fact that I learned simple medical first aid in Japan. This woman with a childish face ** as a cover. Now it has been thoroughly monitored by Gao Hang, and it has been carefully arranged to work in the orthopedic branch, and those sisters in the same period are still studying basic nursing courses in the Chinese and Western Women's Medical Hall. and almost all of them gradually lost contact with her. But she is free for herself. And I feel extremely excited.

Of course, what makes her depressed is the people she comes into contact with every day. It's basically those patients and disaster victims, even if occasionally those masters of national arts will come here to sit in the hall, but they rarely talk to her, and what Mimiko wants to see the most is the Shanghai No. 1 National Art Museum, which has just opened.

With Shang Yunxiang, Sun Lutang, Wang Maozhai, Liang Zhenpu four northern school of internal boxing masters, Shanghai No. 1 National Art Museum is now in Shanghai, can be said to be in the limelight, not to mention that people who practice martial arts in Jiangsu and Zhejiang gather here all day long, even some Westerners in the concession, there are many admirers who come to learn boxing.

If it was left in the past, the Ten Tigers of the North went south to teach martial arts, it would be a grand event that could stir up the martial arts war between the north and the south, but since the grandmasters of the north and south jointly recognized Yang Meng's 'theory of national arts' and coincidentally wore that white national martial arts uniform all day long, the exchanges between the north and the south martial arts have gradually become unprecedented frequency and friendship.

Of course, if you want to become famous in a fight, the young boxers who came to the Shanghai Guoshu Pavilion to challenge the kicking gym were crowded in the first few days when the Guoshu Pavilion first opened, but when the four grandmasters easily defeated their opponents one by one, and showed their skills on the spot with great politeness, this kind of unscrupulous challenge to skip the level suddenly showed a one-sided change, and even after a day, it became very few.

Except for the blue-eyed British fighter today.

Unlike other burly and muscular foreigner Hercules, or explosive Western boxers, this slightly thin British boxer, his muscles and bones obviously look closer to the internal strength of Chinese martial artists who are purely pulled by boxing.

After three battles in a row with the disciples in the Guoshu Pavilion, all of which ended in the victory of the British boxer, and now he has to let Shang Yunxiang personally go out, ready to give this Western boxer who is extremely weird in his style of play, but very familiar to the Guoshu Pavilion, a real lesson.

Shang Yunxiang watched the Western boxer knock out his opponent in the ring again, and he was not aggressive at all, and suddenly felt some inexplicable headache.

This boxer's boxing skills can be described as using both hands and feet, which is obviously closer to the sanda routines of later generations, or rather, it is simply the mixed national art of unlimited fighting flow founded by Yang Meng, but in many places where boxing is converted and connected, it is a little stiff and rough.

The boxer's physique is excellent, but it's rare that he doesn't focus solely on muscle and strength like his compatriots, so even if he doesn't have the formidable muscles, he has terrifying flexibility and flexibility.

In this era, this kind of all-loose hand boxing, which can be described as unconventional in the West, cannot be recognized by those boxers, but in the eyes of many Western fighters with vicious eyes, this boxer's boxing skills are undoubtedly more suitable for life and death in the gladiatorial arena.

The fighter made a few slight jumps on the ring, moving the muscles that had stiffened due to the streak victory.

His boxing skills have been out of the category of boxing, and his application in the leg method, although the skills are slightly rough, but those are the basic leg methods after a lot of practice, and after combining the actual combat style that is more inclined to unlimited fighting skills, it has a threat and lethality that the routine does not have, and its individual combat power has been far beyond the European-style fighting style that only relies on the body.

The boxer looked at Shang Yunxiang, who walked into the ring a little bit, and frowned unconsciously, "I said it, I'm not here to kick the gym, I'm here to find Yang Erdan!" ”

Shang Yunxiang also frowned, thinking that if it weren't for his fist path with a bit of Yang Meng's shadow, I am afraid that he would have already gone out of the door, but in the face of this kind of foreign boxer who is just and dark, if he really ends up, it will be spread in the future, wouldn't it make people laugh at the Guoshu Pavilion. "I've already said it twice, we don't have someone named Yang Erdan here!"

The boxer moved his neck a little angrily, and there was a crisp bone sound of rattling and vibration, and then he sat on the ring with some anger, and said with some disbelief: "Impossible, he is a boxer during the Boxer boxing, even these fools who can't beat me can teach boxing in the First National Art Hall, my master can't be unknown......

Shang Yunxiang rubbed his temples with a headache, and helplessly put his hand on the thick rope on the ring. Trying to ask the foreign boxer with a pleasant face, "Are you sure your master's name is Yang Erdan?" How old is he? Are there any characteristics in your appearance? ”

The foreign boxer's mouth opened, obviously stunned by Shang Yunxiang's question, and then suddenly remembered that according to the character of his little master, I am afraid that the name is likely to be fake. That's it. There were some angry fighters just now. Immediately, he touched his nose with some embarrassment and whispered, "He is one year younger than me." It's supposed to be 2o years old, and I used to always call him stupid, a short blackhead, much thinner than me......"

Shang Yunxiang's eyes moved slightly, and he laughed a little suddenly, "It turns out that it's really not a family, so you won't enter the door, you are in Gengzi when the fist is in chaos...... Uh, that's what you're called when I met you 6 years ago, what's your name......"

The foreign boxer looked at Shang Yunxiang, who was middle-aged and looked short and chubby, and smiled: "It seems that you really know my master, my name is Lane, I met Silly Er in the capital in 19oo, but later he broke Rice's knee, but for some reason he said goodbye without saying goodbye......"

"Your master's real name is not Yang Erdan, as for what is the name, wait until you see him and ask yourself, but according to the rules of our Chinese martial arts, you are not his descendant disciple, at most he is only a registered disciple, if you want to see him, first call Master Bo with me to listen......"

Ryan wiped the sweat stains on his forehead with his hand, looked at Shang Yunxiang who was smiling strangely, and suddenly laughed, and then stared at Shang Yunxiang tightly with those tourmaline-like eyes and said word by word: "You are so old, I don't know if you can still run, so you want to ask me for a cheap price and do what a master uncle, why don't you win the battle first, I'll talk about it, ok......"

Shang Yunxiang shook his head and said in a low voice, "It depends on your barbaric nature, it's a bit too much for you to be a registered disciple......

Shang Yunxiang took a few steps forward and gently stretched out a hand, "I also think it's a bit inappropriate for you to call me uncle, but after all, you have learned boxing techniques from Yang Meng, in order to prevent you from making jokes in the martial arts sect in the future, I will reluctantly discipline and discipline you for your master......"

Seeing Ryan looking at himself puzzled, Shang Yunxiang's fingers hooked, "I'll stand here, let you fight, if you move under your feet or use two hands, it will be considered that I have lost, turn around and immediately find someone to find your master, if you lose, then you will go back and forth from where!" ”

Ryan looked at Shang Yunxiang's mountain-like body seriously, and suddenly felt a huge pressure, although he hadn't done it yet, he had already lost his sharpness in his heart, "I don't understand what you said, but I can see that you don't like me, so I don't like you either!" ”

Before the words fell, Ryan's left leg was pumped towards Shang Yunxiang's head like a long whip, although this move seemed to be extremely flawed, but under the strong explosive power and the instinct that had been trained thousands of times, he suddenly kicked a strong air explosion in the air.

Syllable!

To the surprise of everyone in the audience, the leg that seemed to be extremely fierce was actually picked up by Shang Yunxiang with a shake of one hand, and when Ryan's left leg was trying to pull it down, he saw that his feet and neck were not moving in Shang Yunxiang's hands!

"You just learned such a little fur, do you dare to come out and show off?"

Ryan's eyes shrank slightly, and his face gradually became gloomy, "I promised Silly Er not to use the boxing technique he taught Chinese to kill, otherwise I will directly use my fist ......"

Shang Yunxiang was a little surprised, and at the same time a little relieved, "It seems that you haven't done your best, you can remember what Yang Meng said, even if he still knows a little bit about people, you can rest assured, if I am injured under your hands, your master will only be happy, and I won't blame you!" ”

As he spoke, Shang Yunxiang had already put down Ryan's calf, still standing still, and hooked his hand at him.

Rubbing his hot ankles, Ryan's expression also became serious, first he carefully tiptoed a few times in the ring, and then his upper body began to shake a little bit, dancing in the ring like a butterfly, but judging from his non-stop jab to test the distance, he was approaching Shang Yunxiang's side little by little.

"Butterfly step, swing method, combination punch! This foreign devil has really learned mixed national arts! ”

There are many students in the Guoshu Pavilion on weekdays, and under the names of several masters, even those masters who graduated from the martial arts class in the Shangyi Academy will also learn from each other here when they have nothing to do.

Shang Yunxiang's eyes were shining, obviously seeing that Ryan's martial arts were the most powerful is his boxing skills, unlike these current students who have learned the Infinite Flow Country Technique, this person's boxing path still has a faint taste of the Southern Fist beating the Lying Cow, "Senior Brother seems to have just learned boxing at that time, and he already has so many ideas, no wonder the master said that he is a natural boxer!" ”

The dense straight punches and jabs, mixed with the combination of hook fists and hooks that sway from side to side, make the power burst out of Ryan's fists like a tide, and the most rare thing is that the occasional knee and shoulder punches are mixed in, so that his actual combat ability is even higher than that of many Guoshu students.

Bang Bang Bang ......

Shang Yunxiang didn't fight back, but just used one arm to constantly block Ryan's boxing, often without waiting for the strength of the fist to penetrate, he was hit crooked by his horizontal punch and broken elbow again and again, and occasionally a long punch collapsed, which made Ryan extremely depressed and took a few steps back.

As a master of martial arts, Shang Yunxiang's vision at the moment is like the sharpest sword for a rookie like Ryan, and he always hits the pass where his old strength has exhausted his new strength, and when Ryan can't stop roaring in his mouth, while punching his ears frantically, he also uses the technique of elbowing to tease the belly of the yin hammer, Shang Yunxiang finally nodded with satisfaction.

Bang!

A huge sound made the entire Guoshu Hall quiet, and the boxing ring built of logs was like a huge war drum being beaten under Shang Yunxiang's iron feet, and there was a dull thunder.

The onlookers just felt a little alarmed, but Ryan, who was standing in the ring, instantly lost his center of gravity when the ring was shaken, and when he saw his body tremble, he lost the rhythm of the attack, and staggered forward two steps, but saw a big palm suddenly appear in front of him, and then he felt that his eyes were dark, and the whole person flew into the ring like a kite.

Bang!

Luckily, Shang Yunxiang apparently only pressed her face with a long fist, and did not really hurt Ryan's blow.

But even so, when Ryan's butt fell to the ground, Ryan still felt that his legs were suddenly numb, and he lay on the ground, "Ouch...... Buttocks...... Shattered ......"

Coax!

The entire Guoshu Pavilion suddenly laughed...... (To be continued!)

ps:Thank you for the monthly ticket support of the 'scarecrow' brothers.,Thank you for the urging and praise of the 'Fengjian Heaven' brothers.,I've been working without a break since the New Year.,So I really don't have so many drafts to add more.,I can only guarantee the limit of about 7ooo words in 2 chapters a day.,I hope the brothers who like this book understand and continue to support me in various ways.,Thank you!