Ye Quanan is a 40-year-old middle school teacher in a small county town in the south, living a 9-to-5 life every day, but he actually has another identity, the 32nd generation of Wing Chun.

At 5 o'clock in the morning, as soon as the sky was bright, he got up on time, breathed in the fresh air, and made a set of punches around the wooden stake in his small yard, and suddenly there was a continuous crackling sound, very rhythmic, like a storm.

It took him half an hour to finish his work.

"It's noisy, and you don't let people sleep, really, I don't know what the use of you playing this broken punch every day, and I haven't seen you earn two more dollars back. A middle-aged woman with a fat figure wore a loose pajamas with broken flowers, holding a urinal in one hand, yawning and complaining.

This is Ye Quanan's wife, a somewhat worldly middle-aged woman, who is trivial every day.

Ye Quanan said solemnly: "What do you know, this is kung fu!"

Fa Fu's wife poured the urinal into the manure pit in the yard with a loud noise, as if to find her dissatisfaction.

Then, she coughed vigorously again, and spat out a mouthful of thick phlegm.

"Kung Fu? You think you're Bruce Lee, besides, people Bruce Lee can make money by practicing kung fu, what about you? I rely on your two dates at school every day, if I hadn't set up a fruit stall to earn some money, our mother would have starved to death. ”

Ye Quanan was not a person who could speak well, but when his wife said this, his face suddenly couldn't hold back, and he retorted: "What's so great about Bruce Lee, isn't he just a martial artist at the peak of his strength, there are more people who are more powerful than him." ”

The wife didn't bother to talk nonsense with him, so she put the urinal on the ground heavily, turned around to wash her face and brush her teeth, and cooked.

Seeing this, Ye Quanan could only sigh helplessly, took a white towel and wiped the sweat beads on his head.

After drinking a bowl of gruel with fried dough sticks and pickles, this breakfast was over.

He helped his wife carry various fruit crates to the electric tricycle, and then he rode the Little Bird electric car, carrying his elementary school daughter, behind his wife's tricycle.

The daughter put her arms around his waist behind him, wearing a pink coat and a mask, revealing a white and tender forehead, squinting and saying, "Dad, can you stop boxing in the future, you wake people up every morning." ”

Ye Quanan sneered and said, "Alas!"

sent his daughter to Xiaguang Primary School, Ye Quanan followed to get his wife's fruit stall ready, and then rode an electric car towards the school.

"Yo, Mr. Ye is here, it's early today. ”

As soon as Ye Quanan entered the office, a female teacher greeted him, he nodded and said, "Teacher Wang, you are also quite early." ”

Not long after, he took the lesson plan and the book and walked towards the classroom.

He teaches history, and he leads the third class of high school, and the teaching task is not very heavy, only two classes a day.

Today, I will mainly string together some historical knowledge and summarize some test points about the budding capitalism of the Ming Dynasty.

Students in the third year of high school are nervous and nervous, and there are also relaxations when they say they are relaxed, and there is no shortage of people who fall asleep in class.

He usually doesn't bother to care, but today I don't know what's going on, there is always a fire venting in his heart, so he scolded the boy named Shuai Qi, but he didn't expect it to cause an unwarranted disaster.

At noon, he ate casually in the school cafeteria, squinted in the office for a while, took a class in the afternoon, stayed up until half past five, and rode his electric car home.

first ran to Xiaguang Primary School, picked up his daughter, and then went to his wife's fruit stall to have a look, after all, his wife's income is now the majority of the family, and she has the right to speak in the family.

When he was about to arrive, there was a squeak, and he slammed the electric car to the brakes.

"Dad, what's wrong?"

He hurriedly parked the electric car to the side and told his daughter: "Niuniu, you stand here and don't move, Dad will take care of something, and he will be back in a while." ”

The daughter nodded heavily.

He hurriedly ran towards his wife's fruit stand, only to see a few young people with short hairs and flowing air around his wife constantly pushing and shoving.

Niuniu stood in the distance and saw this scene, and originally wanted to run over, but remembering her father's request, she stopped in place and looked at this scene with a worried face.

"Bad guy, why are you bullying my mother?"

At the same time, not far away, several young people stood in front of several locomotives, gloating at this scene.

"Shuai Qi, isn't he just a poor teacher, and he dares to scold you, today your brother and I will give you a good breath. ”

The young man named Shuai Qi was the student who was scolded by Ye Quanan in the morning.

He also looked at the scene proudly at this time.

After Ye Quanan arrived, he shouted, "What are you doing?"

When his wife saw him coming, she immediately became excited, with tears in her eyes, and said, "Quan'an, they said that I won't let me set up this stall, and they will lift my stall." ”

The young men looked at the thin and weak Ye Quanan with some disdain, and a bullet young man with earrings said arrogantly: "Who are you, dare to meddle in your affairs, get out of here, be careful to break your legs." ”

"I'm her lover. ”

The young man with the stud had a twinkle in his eyes, and said mockingly: "Lover, what kind of big-tailed wolf are you pretending! I tell you, you can't set up stalls in this place anymore, hurry up and pack up your things and get out!"

"Why? This land was opened by you, and the chengguan didn't say anything, what does it have to do with you!"

"Oops, I'll wipe it, my mouth is still quite hard, I'll let you talk back!" As he spoke, the young man with the earrings stretched out his hand and slapped Ye Quanan's face.

Niuniu suddenly became nervous and shouted, "Dad!"

The wife also looked anxious: "Quan'an!"

The three or four young men who had been watching this scene from a distance had smug smiles on their faces.

But the next scene, no one expected.

Ye Quanan tilted his head to dodge, then stepped forward, and with a simple and crisp punch, he hit the belly of the young man with the earring.

Bang!

The young man with the earrings flew out five or six meters directly, and finally fell heavily to the ground, falling and eating.

"Brother Hui!" shouted the other seven or eight young people.

The young man with the earrings lay on the ground, feeling that his intestines were about to break, and shouted in pain: "him, him!"

Seven or eight young men kicked their legs with their fists, their faces were ruthless, and they attacked Ye Quan.

Ye Quanan's face did not change, his feet did not move, he directly punched one by one, the fist wind whirred, the sound of crackling was endless, and in less than ten seconds, seven or eight young people were all lying on the ground, wailing.

The young man on the locomotive in the distance was dumbfounded, and the cigarette in his mouth fell to the ground.

"I'm rubbing, is this fucking filming a TV series?"

Niuniu originally looked worried, but at this time she jumped up happily and shouted: "Dad is so good, Dad is so good!"

Even his wife's gaze at Ye Quanan was a little different.

On the way home, Niuniu told Ye Quanan: "Dad, you should still practice boxing in the morning, and Niuniu will also practice together." ”

Ye Quan'an felt a little sour in his heart, and said, "Alas!"

After returning home, his wife and daughter were extremely enthusiastic about him, his wife kept putting vegetables in his bowl, and his daughter pestered him to learn kung fu.

In the evening, sitting in front of the computer, he originally wanted to revise the courseware, but he opened the website of the Martial Arts Association under the Secret Intelligence Bureau.

He hadn't been on the Warrior Guild's forum website for years.

When you enter this website, you must have a special account and password, otherwise even the world's top hackers will not be able to enter.

After entering the website, he first clicked on the list of people, and the list of people is also called the Qingyun list, which only includes young Ming Jin martial artists, and glanced at it, and there are some unfamiliar names on it.

If it is really a generation of talented people, a generation of new people has changed their old faces, thinking about the past......

I don't know how long it took him to slowly put his thoughts back, and clicked on the list again, although there were some people on it, most of them still remembered, and even when he was on the same starting line as some of them.

More than ten years have passed, and those people have entered the list and become a hero, admired by tens of thousands of people, with a net worth of hundreds of millions, beautiful women and luxury cars, but he is just a middle school teacher who is not in the stream.

A bitterness in my heart gradually spreads, entering my mouth along the trachea, and spreading to my whole body.

He originally didn't want to click on the Heavenly List, because the Heavenly List has not changed for more than ten years, and every time it is those thirty or so people, standing at the peak of the Chinese martial arts world.

I don't know what came to mind, but he finally clicked on it.

He should still be in 19th place!

But to his disappointment, that name did not appear in 19th place. Huh, what's going on?

I was inexplicably a little flustered, could it be that something was wrong?

With a glance of his eyes, he found that the name had run to the 18th place, what was going on? Could it be that the person's skills have improved over the years?

However, when he took a closer look, he found that almost all of them had been promoted by one place, and the name of Long Zhong, who was originally ranked tenth, disappeared from the list.

There is only one possibility for this to happen, and that is that Long Zhong, who has been in the Megatron Martial Arts Realm for decades, was killed!

Who the hell is it?

I'm afraid that only the top three grandmasters on the Heavenly List can join forces to kill Long Zhong!

Still is......

He hurriedly looked up, only to find that the name of Guo Yunshen, who was originally ranked third, had also disappeared from the heavenly list.

I'm afraid something big is wrong!

The hidden grandmaster actually died two of them at once!

Hey, why did Gu Xueliang, who was ranked second, fall to third? Why did Zhou Yufu, who was ranked first, fall to second?

With excited and excited interest, he pulled the first place on the heavenly list, and sure enough, it became an unfamiliar name - Lin Doudou!

Who is this Lin Doudou? Why haven't you heard of it?

Click on these three words, and an introduction box pops up.

Lin Doudou, male, 18 years old, Huajin Grandmaster, Master of Henglian, on October 10, he slashed the three grandmasters of Guo Yunshen, Longjia Long Zhong, and Zhuge Ming at the Martial Arts Conference, and is now ranked first in the heavenly list, the first grandmaster in China!

Ye Quanan was directly stunned, dumbfounded, his mouth could be stuffed with an egg, and he wondered if the website had been hacked.

The 18-year-old Grandmaster, and killed three Grandmasters in a row, how do you look like a joke?

In all parts of Huaxia, there are many martial artists like Ye Quanan who are mixed with ordinary people, and they know a young grandmaster named Lin Doudou at almost the same time!

The name Lin Doudou, like a hurricane, is spreading all over the world!

Everybody knows, everybody knows!