Old Man Ma took Puyang to introduce him to the characters present one by one, and they talked happily. Ma Ershao, who had no one to talk to, paced over and sat down next to Su Jia, who was also unattended, looked at the lively father and his father's friends in the field, and asked Su Jia: "That child is the genius boy that my father often says?" ”

Su Jia blinked: "If your father doesn't know the second genius." ”

"I have a movie here, and I still lack a few martial arts instructors, are you interested in trying it?" Ma Ershao has been rolling in the mall for many years, and he has a pair of fiery eyes in the early practice, but after a short contact, he judged that the young man is the kind of person who does not enter the oil and salt, and he has to go through this girl to exert influence on him.

However, this girl is not very good at listening to extraneous meanings, and the jargon that contains infinite deep meaning with her is to throw flattery to the blind man, and simply get straight to the point.

"It's up to him to decide." Knowing that Pu Yang has done a lot of things without telling him, and trying to make decisions for him, isn't that looking for a draw?

Ma Ershao: "...... Meet me, my surname is Ma, and my name is Zhiyuan. ”

Ma Zhiyuan. Su Jia endured it for a moment, and finally couldn't help laughing.

The chuckle once again aroused Ma Ershao's resentment towards his father: since he was a child, he was glad that he did not have an extremely girly-sounding name like his eldest brother - Tranquility, nor was it as strange as the names of his two sisters "Indifferent" and "Mingzhi".

Until he went to junior high school, after a day of Chinese class, his friends no longer refused to call him by name, they all called him "withered vines and old trees and crows", and even more narrowly called him "thin horse".

"It's okay to call me Ma Ershao or Ma Erge, don't call me by my name!" Ma Ershao gritted his teeth.

"Two less." Su Jia Zhengse, "That child's name is Puyang - that's the name of the place, I'm his cousin, my name is Su Jia." "Two names that don't have any slots, if you don't count the thing of taking the place name and adding the compound surname to make the name, compared to Ma Ershao, who obviously has a good name but has the same name as the Yuan pronoun, it is really sad.

While speaking, there had been a fight in the field, and the two young men were proud disciples of the master, and their fists and feet came and went, which was extremely good-looking. At least Su Jia, a layman, was very happy to see it, but the two old men frowned and shook their heads slightly: "There are too few actual battles, and there is a lack of will to fight." ”

Another criticized even more unceremoniously: "It's just a fist and an embroidered leg, do you fool our old eyes and get dizzy?" ”

The two young people in the field couldn't cry or laugh, this New Year's is to meet friends with martial arts, and it's not a competition, so what are you doing murderously?

But in the end, I didn't dare to disobey the master's words, and after two moves, the atmosphere changed suddenly. The moves are no longer fancy, and the interval between each move and the previous move has become extremely long, but the moves are faster and more likely to greet the opponent.

Pu Yang was reluctant to participate in it and bully people with his own advantages, but seeing this time, Fang nodded slightly and decided to end. Several old men glanced at each other and thought about it: it is not easy for young people to put aside gorgeous moves, and it is even rarer to pursue conciseness, even the two children in the field are rare and stable people. But in comparison, this pale teenager is really rare.

Originally, most of the players in the West Youth Championship were carefully selected good seedlings, and they pointed to relying on the initial fame of the event, and they wanted to insert a stranger halfway, many people refused to agree, if it wasn't for the old man Ma's recommendation, they wouldn't even excuse this teenager. However, at this moment, even if he has not yet seen his martial arts, this heart alone is beyond the reach of many adults.

After thinking about it, the winner was quickly decided. The younger young man was defeated by one move, and after jumping up from the ground, he clenched his fists and admitted defeat: "Brother Tai is good at martial arts." ”

The victor did not see his arrogance, and also hugged his fists and said: "I have conceded." ”

After a few salutes, the two looked at each other and smiled, and the young one suddenly said: "Big brother, leave a phone number, and we will learn again in the future." Only then did the trance come down from ancient times, revealing the modern color. The two of them walked to the side to exchange phone numbers, exchanged a few more words of experience, and returned to the division commander.

After some discussion, a middle-aged man walked into the middle of the field, took his left foot as the center of the circle and his right foot as the path, turned around and swept it, and drew a circle on the martial arts arena covered with fine sand. Old Man Ma motioned to Pu Yang to get off the field: "Defeat him, this year's special recommendation quota is yours." ”

Puyang quietly glanced at Ma Zhiyuan and Su Jia, who were chatting happily, and walked into the circle. That middle-aged martial artist is the best in his generation, if it weren't for the old men pushing him out, he wouldn't have surrendered his identity to compete with a teenager anyway.

However, once you enter the market, no matter who your opponent is, you must go all out, which is the rule of martial arts and respect for the other party. Although the other party looked like a childish child, he still clasped his hands into fists to say hello, and said: "The game is limited to this circle, and if you step out of the circle, you will lose." ”

After saying that, he was not in a hurry to do it, he stood on the ground with his hands down, roughly explained his own routines, and even practiced a few tricks to show the teenager.

This is because he is afraid that he will lose too easily. The boy smiled and said, "Thank you, senior!" "He argued with Old Man Ma because the latter strongly demanded it, but if he was arrogant in front of these people, it would be hateful. He is not familiar with the world, but he has a clear understanding of these basic world conditions.

The young man who was already born exquisitely smiled, and he was even more gentle and beautiful, and the middle-aged martial artist couldn't believe that this kid was actually a martial artist - it was okay for him to be a young talent.

Ma Ershao, who was watching, was also in a heartbeat, and he wanted to do what he wanted to do, such a good look, packaged and swept the country in minutes, and the road of idol stars was just around the corner!

Su Jia now knows that this bear child has always been smiling in front of outsiders - the more strangers the more so, only when facing her, he always has a paralyzed face and all kinds of bright and disdainful eyes: "Stupid mortal." ”

But...... This seemingly sincere polite smile is not his best look. At the top of Mount Hua, at sunrise, she saw his real smiling face.

In the middle of the field, the young man restrained his internal strength and was determined to fight the enemy purely with moves. His internal strength is not on the same level in his era, but in this era when almost no one can practice internal boxing, it can be called a big bully.

The two men moved slowly around the circumference, carefully moving half an inch at a time. Every look, every muscle movement, can lead to countless variations, but before those moves can be unleashed, they take them back because of the other person's corresponding reaction.

The old men nodded again and again, and the only two laymen present got bored, and chatted together: "Second Shao, what is the Xiqing Competition?" ”

"Northwest Youth Martial Arts Competition." If it weren't for his father's presence, Ma Zhiyuan would almost yawn, "These old men are idle and boring, the scale is quite large, if they can win the championship of the five northwest provinces, not to mention that they can walk sideways in the northwest martial arts, at least they will be the leaders of the same class." ”

"And martial arts?" This word, which almost does not appear in real life, made Su Jia stunned for a moment, and then became extremely interested.

"Do you think that these people who practice martial arts today are really practicing flowers?" Ma Zhiyuan just thinks that this kind of chat without nutrition and connotation is to relax the brain, and there is no shelf, it is really a question to answer.

Unlike Su Jia, who has only learned about martial arts in martial arts novels, he grew up in a martial arts family and has been mixed in all kinds of people since he was a child.

Martial arts has always been a self-contained world, unwilling to communicate with the outside world, especially in this era of industrialization, martial artists have a self-cherished pride.

Ordinary people don't know that the rivers and lakes described in martial arts novels really exist, and they can at most smell a trace of the rivers and lakes in the Spring Festival Gala or those "martial arts schools", just like standing at the mouth of the Yangtze River and trying to find traces of the snow-capped mountains where it originated. In this world, ordinary people can't get in.

He also practiced martial arts, but unfortunately he had no talent, and later he was admitted to the business school and decided to do business, so he left his family martial arts behind. Fortunately, the eldest brother is quite different in age from him, and he has always doted on him like a son, and the two sisters in the middle are also both children and daughters, and they created the next generation to toss their father early, which allowed him to "escape".

Up to now, his skills are only able to deal with two or three ordinary young people, but the eyesight he has cultivated since childhood has not been lost. While talking at this moment, Yu Guang caught a glimpse of the swift movements in the field, and the conversation stopped.

Su Jia followed his gaze, only to see the middle-aged martial artist half-kneeling on the ground, his feet already outside the circle he had drawn himself, his eyes full of astonishment - he thought that it would be good for this young man to be able to resist his moves, but he didn't want to lose to him with just one move.

In the end, I still despised him.

The old men all stood up, looked at the young man standing steadily with surprise or surprise, and asked the old man Ma with a little urgency: "Old thing, where did you find this child?" ”

They could clearly see that the moves used by Puyang were not the moves of any school they knew, and even if they looked overseas, they could not find such an incredible and wonderful move.

Old Man Ma can still maintain his graceful demeanor, and said with a smile: "I don't know which sect he is from...... You should give a quasi-word, this recommended quota, do you give it or not? ”

To give! Of course it gives!

No matter what his origins are, whether those moves were taught by his teacher, family heirlooms, or self-created; Whether you want to show favor or wash away the shame of today's defeat, you will leave people behind first!

While reminiscing about Ma Ershao's popular science, Su Jia thought silently: "I'm really sorry for everyone, the boy who broke the dimensional wall, you can't stop it." "She has created a world with Xuanzhi and Xuanzhi internal skills, and she really feels unkind to crush these people who live in the era of the decline of martial arts.