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"Hello? Li Mu, it's me, President Wei! ”

Junrui Group, in the guest room, Li Mu held his mobile phone and looked at the traffic outside the floor-to-ceiling window.

"Why did President Wei remember me, something?"

"I only received the news last night, I heard that Geng Hang's kid was cleaned up by you quite badly?"

I don't know if it's an illusion, Li Mu can always feel that President Wei's tone is faintly mixed with a hint of schadenfreude......

"It's so exaggerated, we're just a hand." Li Mu shook his head and chuckled.

"Anyway, you have passed this first level, not to mention far away, at least within three or five months, no one will bother you again."

After a pause, Chairman Wei said tentatively: "But Li Mu, about the planning of the martial arts hall, I have also heard some news, the association supports you to establish the martial arts hall in order to promote national arts, not to make money, you have to distinguish priorities in doing things." ”

"Don't worry."

Li Mu nodded, and lightly rested his hand on the window glass.

"Regarding the martial arts hall, I plan to plan three classes."

"Three classes?" President Wei was stunned, "What class are they?" ”

"National art health, national art skills, and national self-defense."

After a pause, Li Mu continued: "In the self-defense class, the traditional national martial arts techniques are taught, which can be regarded as leaving roots for the ancestors, and the health class is mainly for the general public to experience the benefits of national arts, as for the technical fighting class, it is in accordance with the rules of the ring competition, and the movements of the national martial arts need to be adapted." ”

"Adaptation of the national art moves?"

Hearing this, President Wei reminded him in a low voice.

"The older generation of martial artists are very taboo about these things, it's good that they are not famous at the moment, and when they become famous in the future, those old-fashioned factions will definitely come back to make trouble, you have to be prepared."

"Flowing water can not be corrupted, and the national art must also evolve with the different times, and sticking to the old is not good for the national art, and indulging in the glory of the past has no meaning for the present."

Li Muxu narrowed his eyes and replied categorically.

"As for those people, it's better if they're willing to come and visit them, and save me from having to go to them."

There was a moment of silence on the other end of the phone, and Chairman Wei sighed softly.

"Since you are sure, then I won't ask too much, don't worry, there are still us behind you, I still say the same thing, in the land of China, I will never let the hero shed blood and tears."

With that, Chairman Wei hung up the phone.

Li Mu put down the phone, looked at the surging traffic under the scorching sun, and slowly clenched his fists.

"Next...... It's a matter of preparing the manpower of the martial arts hall. ”

Thinking of this, Li Mu put away his mobile phone and walked towards the training room.

……

In the training room, Tu Lei and others were in the octagonal cage, sweating like rain.

Although we don't know when the next fight will be, as a professional fighter, you can't stop for a moment in your daily workout and warm-up, and only in this way can you maintain a good competitive state.

However, as Li Mu walked in, everyone stopped moving, smiled, and said hello.

"Master Li, you're here!"

"Hmm."

Li Mu nodded slightly, and then beckoned to Tu Lei.

"Tu Lei, come here."

"Hey."

Tu Lei agreed, and in the envious eyes of the rest of the people, he came to Li Mu's side.

"Master Li, what are your orders?"

"Look, do you know this guy?"

As he spoke, Li Mu handed out his mobile phone and handed it to Tu Lei.

Tu Lei glanced at his mobile phone and saw a photo of a man on the mobile phone screen.

He was squatting in the octagon, his forehead covered with sweat, and his expression was depressed.

"Isn't this person the king of fast wrestling, Chen Hongyuan?"

"You've heard of him?" Li Mu's eyes lit up and asked curiously.

"Well, when I first participated in the mixed martial arts competition, my ears were full, and he was the best mixed boxer in the whole of China at the time, but unfortunately he was injured and retired."

What Tu Lei said, Li Mu also knew, and not only did he know, but he also knew that this Chen Hongyuan was an extremely alarming martial artist who was extremely alarming to Huaxia's fast wrestling, and he was extremely good at ground grappling.

In yesterday's match against Geng Hang, Li Mu noticed a problem.

In traditional Guoshu sparring, falling to the ground is a loss, but in the most popular comprehensive event ring at the moment, this rule obviously does not apply, especially according to the UFC rules of the game, after the opponent falls to the ground, he cannot use safer means such as stampede, knee strike, kick, etc., which can be said to have broken most of the Guoshu ground skills.

A master of Li Mu's level can also prevent himself from falling down by dissipating his strength through the unloading of dark strength, but for those who are not in the realm of national arts, it is tantamount to a fool's dream.

Therefore, the first difficulty in the national art ring is to overcome the weakness of ground skills.

And the candidate to overcome this difficulty, the person in Li Mu's first phase, is Chen Hongzhi.

Unlike other martial artists, Chen Hongzhi has experience in the ring, and he is very good at handling ground and wrestling skills.

If he can be absorbed into the martial arts hall to assist in teaching students ground fighting, coupled with his own adaptation of the national arts, he may soon be able to cultivate a fighter who can participate in actual combat.

Thinking of this, Li Mu continued to ask, "Do you know where this person is now?" ”

"It's not clear."

Tu Lei shook his head and sighed: "I heard rumors that he was seriously injured in the game he retired, and he also offended Dongying's judo boxer, so he couldn't mix in the fighting ring, and after retiring, he went to the school to apply for a physical education teacher." ”

"Okay, I see."

Li Mu nodded, then got up again and walked towards the gate.

"Master Li, why are you going?" Tu Lei asked curiously.

"Find Zhang Wei and ask her to help contact this Chen Hongzhi."

When the words fell, Li Mu's figure had completely disappeared.

……

In the evening of the same day.

Jinling Sports High School.

On the playground, energetic students are running together.

And a middle-aged physical education teacher in sportswear is holding a whistle, following behind these youthful students, blowing the whistle from time to time to guide their movements.

The students didn't run fast, but he struggled to keep up, as if he had been injured in his left leg, and he looked ugly and limped.

Maybe he couldn't run, but the physical education teacher blew the whistle and shouted with full energy.

"Stand! Now let's start free and easy. ”

"Yay!"

"Long live Teacher Chen!"

Amid the cheerful cries of the children, they dispersed.

Chen Hongzhi chuckled and shook his head, and was about to find a local association, when suddenly the security guard at the school gate hurriedly ran over, panting, and said anxiously: "Teacher Chen, hurry, let's go!" ”

"What's wrong?" Chen Hongzhi was stunned.

"The group of Dongying people who looked for you two days ago, they are here again, and they still have guys in their hands!"