Chapter Fifty-Eight: The Rules of Jinmen
October 15, Cheeseline.
People come and go in the hall, brilliant neon lights, colorful lights, and rhythmic music, one after another, white-skinned foreigners dance, and dance steps are elegant.
Chen Zhiduan sat opposite Ye Xiu, accompanied by Zhao Guohui.
"Chief Qiao invited, Chen didn't dare to be late, I don't know what you said a few days ago, what did you mean?"
Seeing the two discussing the secrets, Zhao Guohui and the attendants saw this and withdrew from the private room one after another.
"The Tianjin martial arts world has its rules, and if outsiders want to open a museum here, they must nod their heads in martial arts.
But decades have passed, and there are still only 19 martial arts halls in Tianjin, do you know why? ”
Chen Zhi was aroused by interest, and said curiously: "I only know the masters in Tianjin, and they don't teach the truth, I really don't know why for this matter?" ”
"You just want it, I don't know why, Tianjin is xenophobic, I know your plan, you want to open a museum to make a name for yourself, and you want to find a Tianjin apprentice to win the eight martial arts halls?"
Chen Shi couldn't help but nod when he saw that the other party had seen through his plan.
"But there has never been a precedent of winning eight martial arts halls, do you know why?"
Hearing this, Chen Zhi showed doubts.
"This is because if you win the seven martial arts halls, the nineteen martial arts hall alliances will invite a master to snipe the kicker.
The person chosen this time is not Zheng Shanao, who you are familiar with, but his ruthless apprentice - Lin Xiwen. ”
"What?" Hearing this, Chen Shi immediately stood up, shocked and angry in his heart.
Obviously, I can't accept the real rules of Jinmen for a while, and the dream of opening a famous museum has become unattainable in a moment.
A depressed look appeared on Chen Zhi's face.
Then, as if thinking of something, he spoke:
"You tell me this secret, I Chen Zhi is also a person who knows how to repay kindness, as long as it does not go against my heart, there is anything to use me, just bring it up."
When the other party said this, Ye Xiu naturally felt his sincerity.
"I can support you in opening a gym in Jinmen, but there is a premise, you let your apprentice continue to kick the gym until you win the eight martial arts halls."
Chen Shi's face showed doubts, obviously Ye Xiu's operation was a little incomprehensible to him.
Knowing that there is a pit ahead, you still force yourself to jump down?
"Don't worry, I know your concerns, I can save your apprentice's life at a critical moment."
Hearing Ye Xiu's guarantee, Chen Zhi put his mind at ease, with the other party's power and status, he was fully capable of influencing the situation.
Powerful people do not end up, but launch a few people, as a representative of the battle, Chen Zhi was slightly dissatisfied with this behavior in his heart, but he was helpless, after all, the situation is stronger than people.
"It seems that this Chief Qiao wants to make a plan, and with the current situation, I have to commit myself to him, hoping that he can keep his word." Chen Zhi said in his heart.
"Seeing that you are boxing south and going north, there is quite a shadow of my early years, so I will mention you a few words, those who practice martial arts, it is not okay, give a happy word."
Ye Xiu glanced at the other party and asked slowly.
"Absolutely." This sentence is sonorous and powerful.
"Come on, drink."
The two laughed and drank their glasses of wine.
……
In a gloomy hall, Zheng Shanao was wearing black armor and blended in with the surrounding environment.
"Tianjin martial arts hall has its own protective gear, rough and unbearable, the former dynasty of the Qing Dynasty, my family is a first-class military general, this ancestral armor, changed to the protective gear of the competition, do you think it is appropriate?"
"Fit." Chen Shi responded lightly.
The two began to compete again, and Professor Chan Shi gave him the true biography of Wing Chun.
Eight slashing blades blade to blade, making a piercing sharp sound in the air.
"Bang bang bang, bang!"
Zheng Shanao turned his elbow sideways, bullied him closely, and knocked down Chen Zhi to the ground.
Taking advantage of his unpreparedness, two eight slashing knives were placed on Chen Shi's neck.
Chen Zhi was lying on the ground, and the other party's two knives were directly against his vital point.
"Brother Zheng, Brother Zheng." He was out of breath, trying to wake up the other person's consciousness and make the other person sober up.
But Chen Shi put down the eight chopping knives in his hand, but it aroused Zheng Shanao's ruthlessness, and he stabbed Chen Shi in the shoulder, and immediately blood was dripping.
Unbearable, unable to retreat, Chen Zhidao waved it in his hand, and his skills were amazing, against the opponent's neck, Zheng Shanao gave up.
Since ancient times, masters have taught apprentices martial arts, and they all like to keep one hand, Zheng Shanao naturally wants to test clearly, so as not to go into the ring and lose in the other party's apprentice's move to keep one hand, and he will not be able to swallow this breath.
Then the two of them took a step back and slowly returned to their seats.
"You're such a real person, my knife skills are done." Zheng Shanao said.
Chen Zhi wiped the eight slashing knives in his hand, but did not speak.
"Your apprentice is done."
"I'm not mistaken, he's a great talent."
At the same time, inside the Yongnian Martial Arts Hall.
The cheongsam woman looked at Geng Liangchen condescendingly.
He put on the whole armor and asked, "You don't wear it?" ”
The cheongsam woman shook her head slightly, clasping her hands to her chest, and seemed to be full of confidence.
When the pair was ready, the cheongsam woman took the lead in attacking, obviously fighting, she used her long legs and kicked Geng Liangchen with one leg.
"With your feet, you!" An angry voice rang out.
Seeing the disdain in the other party's eyes, Geng Liangchen adjusted his state, and when he saw the other party's old tricks repeated, he dodged sideways.
The cheongsam woman suddenly fell to the ground.
"Chirp!"
Eight chopping knives flew in his hand, Geng Liangchen instantly snatched away the opponent's weapon, and he held the woman's foot with one hand, as if picking up a compass.
I didn't know where to start, so I took the cheongsam woman into my arms, twisted the other party's hands with both hands, and hit the other party with her forehead like a golden rooster pecking rice, and the woman was instantly knocked unconscious under this force.
"Geng Liangchen, win!"
On this day, Geng Liangchen was proud, played for a year, and won one after another.
……
"I couldn't keep the reputation left by my late husband."
"Brother Han left early, and I hurt you." Zheng Shanao held Zou Rong's hand and said.
"Ten years ago, it was popular in Tianjin to rub hands with knives, and it was Brother Han who played it out, and as soon as Brother Han passed away, everyone lost interest."
The life and death of a master is decided, and the rise and fall of a skill.
There are nineteen martial arts halls in Tianjin, and it is the eighth to kick to Director Zou's house, and if you kick one more, you will kick half of the martial arts halls in Tianjin, which will make people laugh all over the world.
Look in the eyes, know in the heart.
"Don't worry, my brother and sister have me out." Zheng Shanao said.
"For so many years, when things change, it's still the old man." Although Director Zou said this, he still understood what was going on in his heart.
She thought to herself, "Since you are unkind, don't blame me for being unjust." ”
"The martial arts hall doesn't produce talents because we don't teach the truth."
"Boxing has been passed down since ancient times, the boxing gym recruits students, politicians do political achievements, merchants make reputations, and when they do enough, they don't donate anymore, and the prosperity of the martial arts hall will be broken, and the good days are not long, so why be serious."
Geng Liangchen kicked seven martial arts gyms in a row, causing an uproar in Tianjin, some people are optimistic, hoping that he can break the tradition, and some people think that he will die soon.
In any case, it has already caused a sensation in Jinmen.
Geng Liangchen will play the eighth game in the next game, and everyone is waiting to see.
The undercurrent of the tripartite forces is surging, and Wu Xing is the first to bear the brunt.