The short knife was between two fingers, Zhang Duanxu and Xiong Wei looked at each other, and their cold eyes hit out the sparks and murderous aura that neither the whetstone nor the short knife could rub out.

The silent confrontation lasted only for a moment, Zhang Duanxu lowered the tip of the short knife between his fingers, he looked at Xiong Wei's resolute eyes, and asked softly: "Xiong Wei, have you accepted apprentices over the years?" ”

"Nope." Xiong Wei shook his head, "In the past twelve years, I have been hiding in Tibet, how can I bring a doll to teach martial arts by my side?" ”

"Neither do I." Zhang Duanxu sighed, "Some people want to apprentice, but I don't want to teach anymore." You know why? ”

Xiong Wei stared at Zhang Duanxu, waiting for him to explain.

"Think about what the world has been like in 12 years, and what it is like now? It's only been twelve years, and it's like a different world. Technology is accelerating, technology is creating a new world, what about martial arts? We, the people of the martial arts, search for mountains and rivers, search everywhere, just to find the words left by our predecessors, and occasionally find a unique secret book, we must treat it as a treasure of the town faction, and keep it secret. Heh, like a scavenger picking up rags? ”

Zhang Duanxu shook his head as he spoke.

"Practicing martial arts, ten years of entry, twenty years of small success, practice to forty or fifty years old, can be regarded as the young strong in the 'boxing is afraid of the young strong', but after ten or twenty years, it will be old again...... Why bother? Why bother? ”

"A broken road, why let more people go to it? Since the decline of martial arts is the trend of the times, why go against the sky? It's okay to let it break, just like "Broken Soul Gun", don't pass it on, take it to the coffin. ”

The more Xiong Wei listened, the more angry he became, and when he heard the last ten fingers gathered into a fist, a dull strange sound like a tiger's roar sounded in the spine of his upper body.

"Do you remember the plaque that Master inscribed?" Passing on the Ancient Inheritance'! Don't pass it on? Bah! Xiong Wei was like a stubborn child who was not convinced, his eyes widened, and he struggled to argue, "Also, you said that martial arts is a broken road?" Senior brother, you are really a frog at the bottom of the well, sitting in the well and watching the sky! ”

"Look!" Xiong Wei took out his mobile phone from his trouser pocket and threw it at Zhang Duanxu, "Look what this is!" ”

The screen of a woman slashing bullets was projected on the mobile phone screen, Zhang Duanxu watched the whole video seriously, and then looked at Xiong Wei with doubts in his eyes.

"See? Martial arts are not ethereal legends! The person in the video is called Wen Yan, and she is the proof that martial arts can be mysterious! Xiong Wei's eyes were burning and his expression was fanatical, "And she is not the only one who uses Wu Tongxuan!" Mr. Kong, who brought us together, is a hundred times smarter than her! Mr. Kong is a genius, at a young age, he has created the breathing method and body forging technique that we have never seen and heard of, even if he is an ordinary person without any foundation, as long as he studies and practices hard, he can practice the physique that we need to practice in five years and ten years in a year and a half! ”

"Mr. Kong said, 'If you are not one, it is difficult to walk the avenue', as long as we can revive the martial arts, he will definitely be able to cross the realm of his predecessors, and he will be sanctified in the flesh!"

Sanctification of the flesh, land immortals. This is the realm that every martial artist dreams of, but it will always only exist in legends, Zhang Duanxu looked at the almost crazy look on Xiong Wei's face with suspicion, and there was a sentence hidden in his eyes: You have been brainwashed.

"I know you don't believe it, because you haven't met Mr. Kong, and when you meet Mr. Kong, you will naturally understand." Xiong Wei quickened his speech and excitedly described everything he had in mind, "It's not difficult to revive martial arts, thirty years ago, qigong fever and ability fever could sweep the world, and thirty years later, we can also create a martial arts frenzy that swept the world!" ”

"Now that technology is indeed advanced, this is not a bad thing for us, and no one has ever said that technology cannot coexist with martial arts. On the contrary, the development of science and technology has provided us with an unprecedented opportunity to revive martial arts! ”

"Senior brother, Mr. Kong has already posted this video you just saw on the Internet, hundreds of millions of people around the world have watched this video, no matter how the governments of various countries cover it up, there will always be people who can distinguish the real from the fake, and then they will know that Huaxia martial arts is the pinnacle of martial arts in the world!"

"Anyone who is interested in martial arts will ask everywhere and seek enlightenment! Hundreds of years ago, it was difficult for people who were not in the same area to choose a mentor. But now we have the internet, we have planes, we have trains, we have ships! We can gather the best people from all over the world! ”

"Next, as long as we continue to build momentum in the dark and make people aware of the power of martial arts, then martial arts will definitely flourish! Brother! Mr. Kong is a once-in-a-millennium genius! He has the world in mind! He promised us that he would reveal all the secrets, secret methods, and secret techniques so that everyone in the world could practice martial arts! Those who are interested in martial arts can follow him to impact the holy realm together, and those who are not keen on martial arts can also strengthen their bodies and live a long life! ”

Zhang Duanxu didn't say a word from beginning to end, and when Xiong Wei finished speaking, he slowly stood up and began to clean up the tables and chairs.

"Senior brother!" Xiong Wei straightened his legs and stood up, "You have no children, no daughters, no worries, what is there to escape?" You should join us and create great things with us! ”

"Revival martial arts? Why don't you go and work with the government? According to what you said, this Mr. Kong's original breathing and body forging techniques can not only strengthen the army, but also create profits for the common people in the world, and the Zhengfu will definitely treat him as a guest. With state support, wouldn't it be easier to revive martial arts? Zhang Duanxu sneered twice and hit the nail on the head, "What you are really doing is not reviving martial arts, but revolutionizing martial arts." All revolutions are not clean and do not kill people. I don't want to be involved in these things. Xiong Wei, let's go, I won't call the police. Don't come to me again, just let me die. ”

Xiong Wei's face instantly became more gloomy than the sky above his head, and his smile was colder than Zhang Duanxu's, not only cold, but also ferocious.

"Senior brother, you should know that what we have to do is very difficult, and we don't want to see anyone make trouble. Even if you don't follow me, the Huaxia Mansion will find you sooner or later, although you haven't heard anything from me, but if you say something you shouldn't say, wouldn't we be very passive at that time? So, when you're dead, you can't do it, you have to die. ”

Xiong Wei clapped his palms, several beams of light shone at his feet, and a team of black-clothed people walked out of the darkness, walking neatly behind him and standing in a line.

"Those who follow you will prosper, and those who oppose you will perish, and I will sacrifice chess to intimidate and deter others who do not want to serve you?" Zhang Duanxu looked at Xiong Wei and the man in black behind him coldly, "This is what you call reviving martial arts?" ”

"Whatever you want." Xiong Wei didn't bother to make any more excuses, "Senior brother, I will ask you one last time, do you come, or not?" ”

Zhang Duanxu replied with movements, he took half a step back, bent down and grabbed an iron skewer and held it in his left hand.

"Tsk." Xiong Wei shook his head helplessly, turned around and said to the man in black behind him: "It's best not to use a gun, remember to pick up the bullet when you shoot." ”

As soon as the words fell, the group of black-clothed men fell to the ground like wheat in the autumn harvest.