Zhang Xinyang, 32 years old, a former cadre under Tang An, is good at iron line training.

He Jinchang, 28 years old, the new altar master of Hongmen, is good at gossip and fighting.

Liao Chunran, 24 years old, the new generation of red sticks in Hongmen, has been involved in both northern and southern boxing.

Hornby, 35 years old, a native of the magnesium country, joined Hongmen at an early age, and the backbone is a red stick.

Cao Bo, 42 years old......

in a taxi.

Li Mu looked at the information Liu Wenwen sent him, and secretly smacked his tongue.

Since the trip to Southeast Asia, the name of the Hongmen of the Magnesium Country has filled Li Mu's ears, and he has always been curious about how strong the power of the Hongmen of the Magnesium Country is.

Now, with this list, Li Mu can finally get a glimpse of the leopard.

On this list, from the early twenties to the backbone of about thirty or forty, it can be said that in terms of talent training, the magnesium country Hongmen is not at all like those many sects left in China, they have no fault at all.

From the point of view of moves, in the Hongmen of the Magnesium Country, although there are still the majority of people who are good at Hongquan and Hongmen techniques, there are also many people who are good at other fists and feet.

Even some boxing styles that are rare in China are practiced by people in Hongmen.

If these things that can only explain the national art are relatively well preserved in the Hongmen of the Magnesium Country, then the existence of these foreigners in Hobien is completely demonstrated at this time, and the Hongmen of the Magnesium Country is now not just a sect.

Natives such as Hobien, who are not necessarily good at Hongquan, or even Guoshu, but use Western-style fighting skills to deconstruct the masters of Guoshu.

Whenever he saw the appearance of this kind of character, Li Mu couldn't help but think of Ma Jingfei.

In the battle with Huo Dongman, Ma Jingfei used the new Hong boxing combined with American boxing and Hong Boxing, which undoubtedly brought Huo Dongman and Gao Yongxin a lot of trouble.

Later, I heard Huo Dongman say that Ma Jingfei even used the move of Bajiquan, which made Li Mu faintly guess.

Perhaps in Hongmen, someone is experimenting with this group of "naturalized" foreigners.

An experiment that blends Western martial arts with Eastern Chinese martial arts.

For this kind of experiment, Li Mu actually had some amusement in his heart.

The idea of the initiator is indeed good, whether it is national art or Western fighting, it is a means of fighting and fighting, and it is definitely a good thing for both sides to learn more.

But the forcible combination of the two sides is completely unnecessary in Li Mu's opinion.

This brings us to the fundamental differences between East and West.

When China fell, there was a period of great prosperity in foreign affairs, and the martial artists of Huaxia were naturally not exempt from vulgarity, and began to consider combining the moves of the East and the West.

But soon, Li Mu and his group of martial artists found that this road would not work at all.

The reason is simple, different races make physical fitness different.

Take the simplest things, for example.

In the East, squatting on the toilet is a very normal action, and anyone can do it.

But in the Western world, there are many people who find it difficult to do such a simple squat.

And this seemingly funny thing illustrates the essence of the matter.

The movements of the Chinese art are the techniques gradually honed by the Chinese ancestors after hundreds of years of actual combat training, and these techniques are the most suitable techniques for the Chinese body type.

How to balance strength, dexterity, speed, and virtual reality, each national art is constantly innovating and conceptualizing in order to pass on to future generations, and looking for the best answer.

The same is true of Western martial arts, except that they are more in line with the Western physical form and conscious movements.

Of course, if you go through a long period of training and a lot of training, this kind of estrangement caused by different physical qualities will eventually disappear.

But it's not the difference in physical fitness that is consumed, it's the changes in the moves.

Just like the same kind of boxing in China, it is divided into Yang, Sun, and so on......

Just like Li Mu's original concept.

Bajiquan is also good, Taijiquan is also good.

How strong the national art can be depends not on the technique, but on the person.

And those most widely circulated methods of practicing national arts are not the strongest, but they are more universal and more suitable for the physical fitness of most Chinese people, which can allow them to understand the essence of life and death in the fastest time.

Mind, body, technique.

The fighting skills in the world, to put it bluntly, are these three words.

No matter what kind of changes are made, no matter what kind of combination is made, it is also based on these three words, and the painstaking combination of national art and Western-style fighting, in Li Mu's view, is a kind of opposite way to complicate simple problems.

A mix of Chinese martial arts and Western-style fighting, which is certainly possible.

But what is mixed should not be a form or a routine, but an experience.

As long as you have enough experience, the national art can be transformed according to different scenes.

And that is what Li Mu thinks is the way out of the national arts.

"Dude, it's time to get there."

The taxi driver's words interrupted Li Mu's confused thoughts.

He came back to his senses, smiled dumbly, folded the papers, put them away, paid and got out of the car.

At this time, the car was parked outside an old neighborhood.

Li Mu raised his eyes and saw that the original pavement of the street, which was not spacious, had long been occupied by a bunch of uneven stalls, the clothes drying and the hanging plaques were integrated, and the chaotic lines overlapped and converged from the air, like a spider web.

Most of the people who come and go are elderly people, who stop and go, chatting in Cantonese with the stall owners from time to time, and the owners seem to be happy to see it, and at the same time, they can pick up the goods and sit up to sell them.

Depending on the address, it looks like you're going to have to go further in.

Li Mu put his hands behind his back, did not rush anxiously, but followed the flow of people, strolling forward together, admiring the bustling streets and alleys of the past, the epitome of the changes of the times.

After about ten minutes of walking and stopping, Li Mu finally stopped.

He looked up and saw a few plaques outside the walls of the old residential building.

In the gap between electrical appliances and foot bathing, a banner can be vaguely seen, and under the mottled dirt, Li Mu can faintly recognize four words.

Showa Martial Arts Hall.

That's it.

Li Mu bowed slightly, and then went up to the second floor according to the instructions on the banner.

I don't know if it's because it's a private house reconstruction, the corridor is extremely narrow, and there are a bunch of messy debris, and the doors of the three rooms on the second floor are open, and you can faintly smell the sound of food.

Li Mu stood outside the middle door and knocked on the iron door with his fingers.

"Feng Niu is on the third floor, don't be noisy!"

In the room, a slightly irritable voice of a middle-aged man was heard.

Feng Niu?

Li Mu didn't understand, but he didn't ask in detail, but spoke in a deep voice.

"May I ask Zhenghe Martial Arts Hall, is it here?"

There was silence in the room.

A moment later, a sturdy middle-aged man stepped out of the kitchen.

He looked Li Mu up and down, frowned, and spoke.

"Pretty boy, are you looking for a martial arts gym?"