Chapter 091: Mysterious Master Old Man Li

Wudang Neidan Martial Arts Hall!

I looked at the plaque hanging from the glass door and said, "Is this the place?" Wu-Tang Clan? Nedan? Does this have anything to do with what you are talking about? Isn't this Guwu? ”

Shu Jin said that this is the place, the sanda master here is also very powerful, the two of us may not be able to fight together, I study here is still more beneficial to me, at least it will not be so difficult to deal with a one-eyed dragon, as for the master of Wudang Neidan, he really hasn't seen it, in fact, this is just a gimmick.

I shrugged.

After entering the martial arts hall, a few middle-aged people wearing the kind of white clothes that only karate wears came over, and Shu Jin looked at them and said, "Is Teacher Dong here?" My name is Shu Jin, I made an appointment with him before, please let me know. ”

The two men said, "The master has already commanded, please come with me." ”

When I passed by a backyard, I saw an old man in a purple robe sitting in the courtyard, and the old man also noticed me, and he raised his eyebrows at me with a smile, just like the way I usually go out to flirt with my sister.

I shuddered, and then after scolding the old glass in my heart, I followed Shu Jin into an office.

Dressed in a suit and leather shoes, his hair is bare, as if he has been licked by a dog, I can only use this sentence to describe this Teacher Dong.

After seeing Shu Jin, Mr. Dong actually stepped over the table and punched Shu Jin, I was startled, but Shu Jin took a step back and smashed his fist.

The two fists intersected, Shu Jin and this Teacher Dong each took a step back, and Teacher Dong smiled and said: "No wonder you didn't let me teach you kung fu at the beginning, it turns out that your understanding is so high, I can't beat you in just one year." ”

"Teacher Dong is serious." Shu Jin pointed at me and said, "This is my brother, but he has been weak since he was a child, and I want Mr. Dong to teach him to use one or two hands to defend himself." ”

"No problem."

This teacher Dong patted his chest and said that there is absolutely no problem, and I am Shu Jin's brother, that is his brother Dong Chee-hwa, so things like tuition and clothing fees are all free.

I grinned, it seems that Shu Jin's background is still quite good.

Shu Jin said what to do, don't look at his face, Dong Chee-hwa said that is that, who is our brother?

In this way, I became a closed disciple of Tung Chee-hwa, and every day except for accompanying Yin Xiujuan to go shopping, I stayed in this martial arts hall to watch these old students learn martial arts among themselves.

Actually, it's all just fists and feet, anyway, I think so, because a person who has studied sanda for half a year can't even hold me a kick, which makes me wonder what they do.

However, thinking that Tung Chee-hwa can be on an equal footing with Shu Jin, it shows that this person still has two tricks.

On this day, Tung Chee-hwa dismissed everyone after work, leaving me alone in the martial arts hall.

He said, "Qiu Yan, how have you been studying these days? ”

"Fortunately, the brothers and sisters are also quite harmonious, and I often learn from them." I laughed.

Tung Chee-hwa laughed when he heard this, maybe he also thought that Shu Jin sent me here to pass the time, so he took a horse step and said, "Come, beat me." ”

"Huh?"

"Hit me."

"Okay."

I took a deep breath and slammed my fist at him, he easily reached out and grabbed mine, and then he threw me to the ground with a sweep of my legs.

Then he told me to stand up again and told me to hit him again.

This time I learned to be good, and when I threw a punch, I deliberately shot from an angle that he couldn't take care of, but the consequence was still that he took me down.

He put away the horse step and said: "You are not stable in the next game, so you have been doing more recently, and I will teach you the rest after you are stable, otherwise your foundation is unstable and it is still a weakness to move with others." ”

I said yes, and then asked him why he was teaching sanda here, but the name of the martial arts hall was Wudang Neidan?

Dong Chee-hwa said that in fact, this martial arts hall belonged to the old master in the backyard, and the old master was a disciple of Wudang's Neidan Sect, but he quit Wudang and opened a martial arts hall here a few decades ago, but now China's ancient martial arts are lonely, and the rise of sanda imported from abroad, so he rented this martial arts hall to him, but the condition is that he is not allowed to change his name, so he made such an oolong.

Then Tung Chee-hwa told me that the old man was nervously babbling all day long that no one was qualified to be his apprentice, but no one could beat him, not even the newly enrolled Sanda disciples.

After a few more words with me, he threw me the key to the martial arts hall and told me to come over early tomorrow to open the door, because he had something to go out tomorrow.

I was stunned, I have only known each other for a few days, so I am so relieved to hand over the martial arts hall to me to manage? But when I think about it, Shu Jin is a billionaire, even if something is lost in the martial arts hall, if it is caused by me, Shu Jin will definitely lose it without saying a word.

This old boy is really good at calculating.

But it's only six o'clock in the afternoon, and although it's autumn, it's not very early when it's dark, so I'm in this martial arts hall and continue to contact him about the next plate.

At this moment, the old man who was sitting in the backyard walked in through the back door with a cigarette stick hanging from the inside, and sat on a chair in the corner.

Someone looked at me, and I was too embarrassed to continue walking, so I leaned over to the old man and started talking to him.

He didn't say what his name was, he just said that his surname was Li, and he was an inner disciple of the Wudang faction, and he used to be a subordinate of Zhang Sanfeng......

I didn't listen to him talk to me in the future, Zhang Sanfeng was a character hundreds of years ago, could he still be a character who lived for hundreds of years like that grandfather?

Seeing that I didn't speak, he kicked me in the shin and said, "Boy, I see that a spiritual light rushes out of your heavenly spirit cover, why don't I take you as an apprentice?" ”

Thinking of what Tung Chee-hwa had said before, I smiled and politely rejected Old Man Li.

I just want to learn some sanda self-defense, as for Gu Wu, I can't say no, but is there still one? The real masters are all dead, and the retreats are gone, and there is no such thing in the world.

Old man Li was not annoyed when he saw my refusal, and said with a smile that my kid still has a bit of brains, and it will not humiliate him to be an apprentice for him.

Phew!

He stood up with a smile and said, "Hit me, hit me with your greatest strength." ”

"Hit you?" I looked at this old man who was more than six meters tall and had a thin body, for fear that I would punch him to death, so I said forget it.

Who knew that as soon as I said this, Old Man Li was anxious, and actually said: "I didn't expect to be a soft egg, just practice kung fu?" ”

Huh? I didn't want to say anything yet, but I was in a hurry with this sentence, even if I punched him, what's wrong? With Shu Jin, a rich man, he can't afford to pay the 35,000?

But when I punched him, I found that my body suddenly floated out like a leaf in the wind.

Then he slammed it to the ground.