It was sunny early in the morning, and Zhou Fan drove to the Hongquan Martial Arts Hall early, but Sun Qinglian was earlier than him. Pen fun and pavilion www.biquge.info

"Zhou Fan, you're here, Dad, this is the new junior brother Zhou Fan I told you. "Sun Boyi" Sun Qinglian's father. "Hello Master Sun," Zhou Fan immediately greeted Sun Boyi.

"Well, I hear my daughter often mention you, although you joined the Hongquan Martial Arts Gym and became a senior brother and sister with Qinglian, I am not your master. It's good that you can join our martial arts hall, let's go our separate ways, you can call me uncle. “

"That...."

Zhou Fan saw Sun Qinglian nodded, so he said, "That's good uncle." ”

"Okay, okay, wait a minute, Liu Jiangjun and the others will set off as soon as they arrive," Sun Boyi nodded and said.

Sun Qinglian knew that Zhou Fan's martial arts were too extraordinary, and that he joined the Hongquan Martial Arts Gym, and she and her father couldn't teach him anything at all. On the contrary, she still needs to learn things from Zhou Fan, so she simply asked Zhou Fan to agree just now.

After a while, I heard the voice of Su Meixuan talking loudly with Liu Jiangjun and Lin Ziyu coming in from the door. "Hello master," they came in and greeted Sun Boyi.

"Okay, everyone's here, let's go. ”

"Senior Brother Zhou, you have a car! Great, I want to take your car," Su Meixuan said happily.

"Whatever, please come on. ”

The Fist Martial Arts Alliance is in the urban area of Jiangcheng, but the gate is not easy to find, behind a fish market. I don't know if it's deliberately promising, set in such an inconspicuous place.

The Fist Martial Arts Alliance Society has a classical style, and the venue is also very large, and now the people in the venue are thriving. Some people are greeting each other, some are chatting excitedly.

Sun Boyi took Zhou Fan and them to sit down next to a rectangular table, and every boxing gym has a place like this to settle down, and there are staff who come and go to bring tea.

"Brother Sun," At this time, an obese middle-aged man named Liu Yishou came over to greet Sun Boyi.

"Brother Liu came so early, how are you doing lately?"

"Okay, you come and call Master Sun," Liu Yishou said to the disciples who were following him (all the powerful boxers in Guangzhou Province are called Master XX), and Sun Boyi also called Zhou Fan to say hello to them.

Liu Yishou also opened a boxing gym in Guangcheng, Liu's boxing gym, but it is not on Zilong Street, and Sun Boyi is also friends with him. At least he knew that Sun Boyi was injured after losing his fist, and he didn't fall into the well, and he also greeted him with courtesy.

"Brother Sun, how are your injuries?"

"Alas, it's still the same, and it's usually not a big deal to be hurt, but it's not too violent. ”

"It doesn't matter, we still have to look at the next generation, youth is better than blue. Seeing that your disciples are full of energy and solid health, Brother Sun can also take a moment of relaxation and tranquility. ”

"Brother Liu smiled, accept your noble words, you are just as good. And at this time, the host on the podium spoke.

"Hello heads and owners, it's time for the annual boxing exchange meeting, we uphold the middle finger of carrying forward Chinese martial arts, discuss and learn boxing martial arts, hoping to dig deep into the essence of ancient martial arts, from the modern ancient martial arts style. ”

"As we all know, we are divided into two parts, the first is free discussion and discussion, and then each school on the stage comes to the stage to discuss and discuss. Okay, I'm not going to talk nonsense, let's play freely. ”

So the scene immediately became enthusiastic, some of them discussed verbally, occasionally gestured with their hands, some just started to learn, and some just watched and listened from the sidelines.

Zhou Fan and the others also joined the army, but Zhou Fan was only an audience, he was mainly watching to see if there were some tricks and things that were useful to him.

The exchanges at the bottom are still relatively peaceful, but there are also two or three more intense ones, after all, the sublimation of martial arts cannot be just on paper. As long as disability and death do not occur, the conference will advocate fist and foot competitions.

But if there is really disability and death, the conference will cancel the number of participants in the gym in the future, and without the opportunity to participate in the conference, the reputation and status will be greatly affected in the provincial capital, unless he can achieve great achievements, ignoring this conference, then there is nothing to say.

The conference is still quite atmospheric, although the vast majority of people are only external strength, and some disciples may only have some external kung fu, but gathering so many practitioners at one time, it feels like returning to the era of ancient fashion and martial arts.

The whole morning was spent in this kind of exchange, and the afternoon was the highlight of the conference. There are two circular martial arts platforms, divided into two levels, high and low, and each sect and boxing gym needs to send disciples to compete and communicate.

There may be forty or fifty gyms and sects combined, after all, there are a few famous ones who have been invited.

At this time, Sun Boyi said to Zhou Fan and them: "Liu Jiangjun, Lin Ziyu, Su Meixuan, you can go to the low-level platform to participate in the competition later, since you have come, study hard." As for Qinglian and Zhou Fan, you should go to the advanced platform to try it, Qinglian, you have to be careful when you go up to compete, after all, the advanced platform is even the hall owner and the door master will go up to compete, although you are also the owner of our Hongquan Martial Arts Gym, but the heat of kung fu must be better than those old men. ”

"Don't worry, Dad, I'll be careful. ”

"Ladies and gentlemen, now it's time for the competition of the martial arts platform, please prepare all martial artists, and each fist will send personnel to participate. ”

"Wang Baquan Liu Tao asks for advice," said a fat man on the low-level stage with a fist hugging at the audience. There was some low laughter from below, and it seemed that the name of (turtle) Wang Baquan was too domineering.

"Takagimori, the new gate, asks you for advice. ”

"Drink!"

On the stage, you punched and kicked me, and the fight began to be hot.

At this time, someone from the senior platform also walked up, only to hear the person say: "Let our alliance learn to take the lead, Ye Zhenshan asked your colleagues for advice." ”

"Wow! It's Ye Zhenshan, so handsome and imposing," some female disciples at the bottom looked like.

Ye Zhenshan is a senior member of the Fist Martial Arts Alliance Society, 21 years old, young and strong in martial arts, and loves to be in the limelight, so he was the first to go on stage.

The old-timers below and on the stage saw that the young Ye Zhenshan was not willing to be the first to come forward, so they sent their powerful disciples to compete.

"Li Family Fist Tian Wen," Tian Wen hugged his fist, he also knew Ye Zhenshan's power, so he punched quickly as soon as possible, and the punch was sharp and fast.

"Smack!" Ye Zhenshan raised his palm to block it, his expression relaxed.

Tian Wen has a solid foundation, and his boxing methods are in the middle of the rules, and the younger generation is also very good, but compared to Ye Zhenshan, it is a big difference.

"Boom!" Ye Zhenshan punched Tian Wen and knocked down Wutai.

"The next one, please come to the stage!" Ye Zhenshan said to the people below with his hands behind his back.

Ye Zhenshan also won a few games in a row, so he said: "Didn't any of the old-timers come up to compete with me, the junior?"

The older generation, bowing their heads and whispering there, is that no one comes up, because in case of losing to a junior, it is not very humiliating. It's okay to be in other places, but if you lose in this scene, it will affect the fight, and it will also affect your reputation in the gym.

Although the middle finger of the conference is to carry forward the Chinese martial arts, discuss and learn boxing martial arts together. But each man has his own thoughts, and they are all for their own self-interest.

"Qinglian, what do you think, do you want to go up and compete with Ye Zhenshan, I think you shouldn't be too far behind him," Zhou Fan said with a smile at Sun Qinglian.

"Okay, if you don't have to learn and practice, where can you improve your ability?"

"You be careful. ”

"Got it," Sun Qinglian walked up to the stage after speaking.

"Senior sister is going up to compete!" Su Meixuan said to Liu Jiangjun and Lin Ziyu, who had just finished the competition.

"Oh, it's still a beauty, haven't you asked?" Ye Zhenshan asked with a smile.

"Sun Qinglian, the owner of the Hongquan Martial Arts Pavilion. ”

"Pavilion Master Sun, please!" Ye Zhenshan still looked casual.

The essence of Sun Qinglianjing's Hong Fist, Tanma Boxing, drank lightly! A master-level momentum came out with the fist.

"Huh!" Ye Zhenshan blocked with a horizontal fist, and then a serious expression appeared on his face. It seems that the warm-up level opponent is over, and the interesting one is coming, and the hand is slashing down vertically in the shape of a knife.

Sun Qinglian didn't let it go, and Hong Fist was as fierce as a tiger. The Yaksha explored the sea and turned around, the immortals pointed the way to destroy the mountain, and the martial arts were smoothly attacked.

The figures of the two were on the stage, shuttling against each other, and the audience was also cheering, and the seniors on the back of the old one also nodded from time to time. "This is the spring of martial arts, young people with such skills, they will definitely be able to go to the next level, and they can better develop in the direction of ancient martial arts. ”

"Let's see if you can take my tricks again," Ye Zhenshan, luck was in his hands, as if glowing with metallic light, his tendons and skin instantly tightened, and his fist was as hard as a hammer towards Sun Qinglian, and he threw a few punches in an instant.

"Qinglian is going to lose, it seems that Ye Zhenshan has almost reached the peak of his external strength," Zhou Fan said to himself in the audience.

Sure enough, Sun Qinglian had nowhere to avoid, she was also lucky, and her muscles and skin were tense in an instant, and she actually used one of Zhou Fan's favorite tricks, cannon step punching.

"!" the two fists intersected, Sun Qinglian, "Kick, kick, star!" took a few steps back, sat down on the stage, gasping for air in his mouth.

Ye Zhenshan walked over and was about to help her up with a smile on his face, "Miss Sun, are you okay?"

"It's okay, you don't need to help," Sun Qinglian slowly stood up.

"It's already amazing that you can take on so many moves from a master like me. The younger generation present may not be able to count the number of palms," Ye Zhenshan said with a look of a master.

"Cut! It's really a sassy bag, there are more people who are younger and more powerful than you, and my Zhou Fan is much more powerful than you," she walked off the stage and walked towards Zhou Fan.

"Stronger than me, and younger than me," Ye Zhen looked at Sun Qinglian, only to see her standing next to a man with bright eyes and a well-defined face.

"Could it be him, who looks a year or two younger than me? I don't believe it, is there anyone as handsome and powerful as me?"

So he said to Zhou Fan: "This is Brother Zhou Fan, right? I heard that you are very powerful, I like to play with powerful masters the most, in order to carry forward the essence of our traditional Chinese martial arts, Brother Zhou Fan will come to the stage." ”

When the people around heard the conversation, they all looked at Zhou Fan, and some even coaxed.

Zhou Fan glanced at Qinglian and said to her, "Why push me out if you have nothing to do! I just want to make a sauce for oil." ”

"Hmph!" Sun Qinglian pouted, "Whoever told me yesterday that you would help me block it." ”

Looking at Sun Qinglian's cute appearance of fake anger, he really wanted to pinch her cute face with his hands.

"Okay, I'm not just joking with you, I'll help you block even if there's a bullet."

Although she knew that Zhou Fan was telling jokes there, she was still sweet in her heart when she heard him say that bullets would also help her block.