Half a month later, Su Mingyuan received a prompt sound from the system again, and he was ready immediately. Consciousness reappeared in the endless starry sky, and the ball of light in front of him began to slowly turn.

"World Drawing, please ...... later"

"Five, four, three, two, one, the world has been extracted successfully, and the world that the host is going to cross this time is "Jingwu Fengyun"!"

"Please wait for the ...... in the construction of the shuttle passage"

Su Ming stepped into the passage, and there was a strange scene in front of him again, and the sound of the system seemed to be faintly heard in his ears.

"Friendly reminder, the world is huge, please be careful!"

……

Looking at the crowd of people full of enthusiasm and fierceness in front of him, looking at the grief and anger on the particularly immature faces, and looking at the banners in front of him that "swear to fight to the death, return me to Qingdao" and "I'd rather break the jade than be complete", Su Ming was completely stunned.

He seemed to understand the meaning of the last friendly reminder of the system, and shouted angrily in his heart: "System, you come out for me!" I don't know how long I shouted, and the system didn't respond.

Su Ming raised his head and watched the huge procession of students marching in front of him, his expression was excited, and his voice shook the heavens and the earth. Familiar with history, he already knows where and when he is.

1919, May Fourth Movement.

This is an era that has broken China's feudal dynasty for more than 2,000 years, but it is faltering on the road to getting rid of bad habits. This is a confused era, and countless people with lofty ideals have been running for the rise of the motherland and the nation, but they don't know where the road is. This is an era when modern culture blooms the most brightly, and under the collision of Eastern and Western cultures, there are masters and scholars. This is another chaotic era, with warlords separating, foreign enemies invading, politicians chaotic governance, and people living in poverty.

But in Su Ming's memory, this is another era, it is the golden age of national arts!

In the last years of the Qing Dynasty, the revolutionaries led by Sun Yat-sen repeatedly assassinated high-ranking Manchu officials and even princes, most of whom relied on the contribution of people in the martial arts. Later, after the establishment of the Republic of China and the invasion of China by the Japanese invaders, in order to strengthen the country and strengthen the species, Sun Yat-sen, Feng Yuxiang, Zhang Zhijiang and others vigorously advocated martial arts, saying that "the establishment of the National Art Museum was originally the enthusiasm to save the country, in order to strengthen the country, and follow the people to become national." The government set up the Central Guoshu Museum, and called the martial arts of various sects, such as Xingyi, Tai Chi, Bagua, Tongbei, Praying Mantis, Baji, Poke Foot, Hong Boxing, Iron Wire, Splitting and Hanging, Playing Legs, Wrestling, and many other martial arts, all called Guoshu.

Although it is now 1919, the Nanjing Central Guoshu Museum has not yet been established, but in the late Qing Dynasty and the Republic of China, it was the most glorious period in the history of Guoshu. In the past, there were Tai Chi master Yang Luchan, gossip master Dong Haichuan, Xingyi master Li Luoneng and three, and then there were a large number of national art masters such as Sun Lutang, "the world's first hand", Li Shuwen, "magic spear", and Li Jinglin, "Wudang Sword Immortal". Among them, there are names and surnames, and there are hundreds of people who can leave their names in the martial arts!

"Chivalry violates the ban with martial arts, and Confucianism uses literature to mess with the law," Su Ming muttered. It is only in such a chaotic era when Eastern and Western cultures collide and warlords divide the country that national art can flourish. The national art is too vicious, in the troubled times, everyone fights bravely and ruthlessly, and the national art can naturally flourish. In the peaceful and prosperous era, these people were all treated as unstable factors, how could the national art flourish.

Like the old man Cheng Tinghua Cheng, the great master of the Bagua Gate back then, he was full of gossip and had high skills, and few people could compare. When the Eight-Nation Coalition invaded Beijing, he was not used to seeing the atrocities of the Eight-Nation Alliance, so he stepped forward to kill the enemy. Although he killed many enemies, he was finally killed by several groups of foreign spearmen and swept to death on the roof.

Another example is Xue Dian, the great master of Xingyi Gate, who has reached the realm of "divine transformation" with his kung fu. But after liberation, he was surrounded by dozens of submachine guns and swept to death.

No matter how high the national skill is, it is flesh and blood after all. Especially in modern times, firearms are more advanced. Covered by a large amount of firepower, even if Yang Luchan is reincarnated and Dong Haichuan is resurrected, there is only one way to die.

This is the sorrow of the national art and the sorrow of the times.

But Su Ming's time travel to 1919 is a good thing, his Bajiquan finally has the possibility of going further. There are still six full years to go before "Jingwu Fengyun" takes place in 1925. Thinking of this, Su Ming hurriedly found a place and changed all his clothes into those worn by the Republic of China.

During this period, Beijing and Tianjin were the places where the masters of national arts gathered the most. Sun Lutang, known as "the world's first hand", was personally hired by Xu Shichang, the current president of the Republic of China, to enter the presidential palace as a military envoy. There is Yang Chengfu, the grandson of Tai Chi master Yang Luchan, who opened a museum in Beijing and accepted disciples from all directions. There is also Wang Zhongquan, a master of the Eight Poles, who poked the pole in Beijing to teach apprentices.

What Su Ming wanted to visit was naturally the Eight Extremes Master Wang Zhongquan. Although Wang Zhongquan is not famous in later generations, he is a well-known figure in the history of Bajiquan.

Wang Zhongquan is the fifth-generation master of Bajimen, who has been a teacher for 12 years, and has been guided by his master Li Dazhong and Zhang Keming, and has achieved great success. Wang Zhongquan combined Luo Tuan's walker stick, Liuhe big gun, and his own eight-stick head stick method, the most refined eight-stick head (five tigers and sheep sticks), the rivers and lakes are known as the "god stick" king, "strip" king. He is the senior brother of the "magic spear" Li Shuwen, and in the last years of Guangxu, he went to Beijing to poke the pole and teach the apprentice. In Beijing, the nine gates of the "hanging stick" (swing ring) invincible, and then into the city of Beijing, known as "the world's first stick".

This is an extremely important patriarch in the history of Bajimen, and Bajiquan has spread and gained a foothold in the Beijing-Tianjin region, relying on the two patriarchs of Wang Zhongquan and Li Shuwen.

Su Ming was not in a hurry, he first found a place to stay, and then inquired slowly. At this time, in Beijing City, there were many martial artists who opened the museum to teach apprentices. Su Ming inquired for three or four days, and then asked where Master Wang Zhongquan opened the museum to teach apprentices. As soon as it was dawn on the second day, he hurried to the door, intending to learn from his teacher.

came to the martial arts hall, and the martial arts hall has not yet opened. Although Su Ming heard the sound of martial arts training in the hall, he didn't dare to knock on the door, just waited outside. It wasn't until the third pole of the morning that I heard the "creak" of the gate, and I saw a young man about fifteen or sixteen years old open the gate.

Su Ming hurriedly stepped forward and explained his intentions. The young man said, "Wait a minute, I'll go and tell the master." Then he entered the hall, and Su Ming was still standing at the door waiting. The martial arts of the Republic of China is extremely optimistic about etiquette, and Su Ming naturally does not dare to be casual at all.

Not long after, the young man walked out again and beckoned, "Master has called you in." When Su Ming heard this, he hurriedly followed in. The entrance is a courtyard, which is quite spacious. After passing through the courtyard and arriving at the hall, Su Ming had already seen a middle-aged man wearing a robe, sitting on a chair on the lower left side and drinking tea.

"Master, someone brought it." The boy saluted.

The middle-aged man waved his hand and said, "You go down first." The boy withdrew. The middle-aged man looked at Su Mingyuan and said, "What is your name, where are you from, and how old are you this year?" ”

Su Ming honestly bowed and said, "The junior Su Ming is from Q City, Ji Province, and he is eighteen years old this year. ”

The middle-aged man nodded and said, "I look at you, you look like someone who has learned boxing." ”

Su Ming said truthfully: "The younger generation has been learning Bajiquan from my father since childhood, and it has been more than ten years. ”

"Oh?" The middle-aged man became interested, "What is your father's name, and where does his Bajiquan come from?" ”

Su Ming said: "My father's surname is Su Changxing, and the younger generations don't know which lineage my father's Bajiquan came from. ”

The middle-aged man asked again: "Then why did you come to Beijing to apprentice, why didn't you continue to learn boxing with your father?" ”

Su Ming said gloomily: "My father died of his injuries three years ago in a martial arts competition. ”

Bang!

Under the agitation of the middle-aged man, the porcelain cup in his hand was crushed by his fingers, and the unfinished tea and tea leaves flowed onto the table. A trace of evil flashed in his eyes, and he asked, "Someone dares to touch my Baji Sect people, do you know who your father is fighting with?" ”

When he was angry, Su Mingden felt an invisible evil aura rushing to his face, and his whole body was full of excitement, and his strength immediately spread all over his body, but he secretly exclaimed in his heart: "This person is just angry, and he is so angry." I don't know how scary it must be to start. Hurriedly said, "My boxing skills are low, and my father has never told me about the enemy." ”

When the middle-aged man saw Su Ming's reaction, his eyes lit up, but he asked again: "You came to Beijing to learn art?" ”

Su Ming said honestly: "One is to learn art from a teacher; The second is to learn boxing well, and in the future to avenge his father. ”

"Good!" The middle-aged man praised, "Those who practice martial arts must have this blood!" After that, he stood up and said to Su Ming: "How about you and I hand in hand?" ”

Su Ming's heart moved, and he stepped forward quickly: "Senior, I'm rude." With that, he reached out with his right hand to the middle-aged man.

The middle-aged man saw Su Ming's gesture, and his eyes lit up slightly: "It's so strong!" He also stretched out his hand and touched Su Ming.

As soon as the two touched their hands, Su Ming felt that the pores of the middle-aged man's skin tightened and shrank, and there seemed to be tens of thousands of sharp steel needles hidden in them, which were slightly pierced. He knew in his heart that this middle-aged man's boxing skills had at least reached the realm above the dark energy. As for whether it is a chemical strength, it is not known, but it has far surpassed itself.

Su Ming said honestly: "The seniors are smart, but the juniors lost." ”

This is exactly the commonly used hand-holding etiquette in the martial arts of the Republic of China, and you will know the depth of the other party as soon as you hand in hand. If you really want to compete, that is to tear your face, and the consequences are unpredictable. If a person drinks water, he knows whether he is warm or cold. If you have to do it to divide the superiority, you have already fallen behind.

"How many years have you been practicing?" The middle-aged man asked.

Su Ming said: "I have been standing on the pile since I was six years old, and I have practiced both the fixed step pile and the live step pile. From the age of fifteen, he began to practice his fists and feet. ”

The middle-aged man nodded and said, "Can you practice a complete set of small shelves for me?" ”

"Absolutely." Su Ming walked into the hall, according to the usual practice method, first press the movement and static clearly, then press the soft practice, then press the rigid practice, and finally close the momentum, and hit out with an elbow, making a crisp sound of Qingyue. Then he retracted his fists and said, "I haven't practiced the last method of combining rigidity and softness." ”

The middle-aged man pondered for a moment and said, "Your skills are good, and it can be said that you are talented to have such achievements at this age, but there are some things that you have practiced wrong, and you still need to correct them." Fortunately, you came early, if you continue to practice, not to mention the dark energy, maybe the body will be left with dark wounds. ”

When Su Ming heard this, he was taken aback, and hurriedly said: "Please also ask the teacher to accept me as an apprentice and pass on my eight-extreme true meaning!" ”

The middle-aged man smiled and said, "Don't worry, I'll take you to see my uncle first and tell him a goodbye." ”

Su Ming said again: "I don't know what the teacher is called, what is the teacher's uncle?" ”

The middle-aged man smiled and said, "My surname is Wang Shuxuan, and my uncle's name is Zhongquan." ”

Su Ming was immediately dumbfounded.