Monk Jingming nodded at the same time, they still knew this truth.

After all, even fools know that if a thing is not joined by new blood, it will perish sooner or later.

"And just for Guoshu, if you want to publicize it, you must naturally have a certain performance nature, or there is an exaggerated part. Chu Hao said.

This truth is actually very simple, if you want more people to accept a thing, you naturally need to show your best side, and even exaggerate and make up some things.

For example, the bowl of noodles on the instant noodle packaging bag is always inconsistent with the contents of it, and it can even be said to be the difference between cloud and mud.

The saying that the aroma of wine is not afraid of deep alleys is no longer true in modern society.

Just like taekwondo, you can always see that in the promotional video of taekwondo, one person stands on a ladder with a mesh board in his hand, and then another person is a taekwondo martial artist, jumping and kicking, kicking the wooden board in half in an instant!

Some people say that this trick is completely fake!

Yes, that's right, this is indeed a fake trick, in actual combat, there is no effect at all, after all, no one will watch a move that takes at least five or six seconds to activate, hit themselves, and they don't know how to dodge.

However, one thing to know is that taekwondo gyms also know that this is a useless move, a fake move.

But why do they still enjoy it, they often shoot such promotional videos, and even at the celebrations of some dojos, such performances can often be seen.

The reason is very simple, because it looks good, because it is cool, because it is dazzling!

However, the reason why Guoshu can have such an influence in the world is that even a considerable number of foreigners have always believed that Chinese people know Guoshu.

At the same time, a large number of national martial arts halls have appeared at home and abroad, and even many foreigners have rushed to China to learn art.

As for China, I don't know that there are young people who have a chivalrous dream in their hearts and want to be a martial arts master.

And these, were they brought by Chu Hao, the so-called martial artists of the Eight Classics?

Obviously not, if the spread of the national art only relied on these real warriors, I am afraid that the national art would have been extinct long ago.

And who is the real disseminator of national art?

It's Bruce Lee, Jackie Chan, Jet Li, Jin Yong, Gu Long, and Liang Yusheng.

It was they who brought Chinese martial arts to the world and inspired countless people to dream of learning Chinese martial arts.

Without exception, how many of them are real martial artists, or are they relying on their status as martial artists to spread the national arts?

Obviously not, they are actors, they are writers.

Therefore, it is somewhat ironic that it is these people who are not true martial artists who spread the national art to the whole world.

This is also why Chu Hao now disagrees with the so-called concept of only performing and not killing the enemy.

Of course, it doesn't mean that Chu Hao and the other real martial artists are useless.

If there are no real martial artists like Chu Hao, then the national art will be reduced to a fake trick and a deceptive thing, and it will automatically perish over time.

It can be said that performance and killing the enemy are two sides of the same body of the national art, the performance is virtual, the national art is real, the performance is yin, and the national art is yang.

The ancestors have already recognized this point.

Yin and yang represent the most basic antagonistic relationship of all things, it is the objective law of nature, the origin of the movement and change of all things, and the basic law of human understanding of things.

However, only when the yang qi of the sky descends, the yin qi of the earth rises, and the yin and yang qi sympathize and give birth to all things, and form rain and fog, thunder and lightning, rain and dew, sunlight, and air, and sympathize with each other, and the life form can be generated. Therefore, if there is no sympathetic movement of yin and yang, there is no nature, and there is no life. It can be seen that the sympathy of yin and yang is the basic condition for the production of life activities.

As the saying goes, heaven and earth are in harmony and all things are born, and yin and yang change one after another, which is the truth.

Everything must achieve the unity of yin and yang, and this can be regarded as truly perfect.

Therefore, performing and killing enemies are indispensable for national arts.

However, this is the reason why the black match will arrange this so-called cushion match before the official match.

Chu Hao told Monk Jingming and the others what he was thinking in his heart.

They were stunned for a moment, their eyes glazed over, and they were clearly in deep thought.

After a long time, several people slowly came to their senses, and the monk Jingming smiled bitterly, folded his hands, and bowed to Chu Hao, "Although I am still not sure whether what you said is the truth, Chu Jushi, but according to the little monk's simple opinion, what the monk said, the little monk is indeed powerless to refute. ”

Taoism talks about yin and yang, and Buddhism talks about cause and effect, which seem to be two things, but if you enlarge the pattern, you will find that these two are actually very similar.

Gan Shuilan and the others also nodded, they didn't know what to say at this time, but they had to say that Chu Hao's words were a huge shock to them.

Ping Suri, what they think about is at most how to improve their strength, although they don't say that they abandon the performance, they mostly look down on it.

But after thinking about it, myself, even my own family and sect, don't seem to mention any benign role in the promotion of national arts.

Concealment and self-cherishing seems to be the true portrayal of the various major schools and families in China.

However, why the national art has become more and more declining in modern times, and even the eight martial kings cannot be obtained, I am afraid it is also related to this kind of thinking.

After all, to say something unpleasant, if this is really only killing the enemy, not performing, and there is no fresh blood, this is not good, and it won't be long before even the national art is killed by his own people.

At this time, on the fourteenth floor, in the master's duplex suite, a strong man with a height of two meters and two or three meters, with his head almost touching the ceiling, was sitting cross-legged on the sofa.

The huge body occupies the sofa tightly, leaving no analysis.

This person is the opponent of Chu Hao's mat game, an A+ level martial artist, Hercules!

Hercules's whole body muscles are knotted, piled up on his body like small hills, a pair of chest muscles are like two unbreakable shields, the triceps brachii on both arms, the biceps brachii are even more towering, as thick as an adult's waist, and you can know at a glance that there is infinite power in it.

This is still beyond the reach of humans, it is simply a humanoid beast, no wonder it can fight ten Kodiak Island brown bears at the same time.

"This is my opponent tomorrow?"

Hercules stretched out his fingers as thick as a baby's wrist, poked them a few times, and put the photo on the table, through the photo, hit the plexiglass coffee table below, making a sonorous sound, like a sword slashing on the table.

And the person printed in the photo on his desk is naturally Chu Hao.

The assistant on his side nodded, "It's indeed this Huaxia man, he just defeated an A+-level martial artist a few days ago, and his strength should not be underestimated." ”

Hercules sneered, "The one who was defeated is also a Huaxia person, this is just a trick directed and acted by the Huaxia people." ”

His voice was like thunder, and the room shook with a resonant sound, and even the chandelier above his head seemed to tremble with fear.

"A weak chicken like this, a little guy who doesn't have half a catty of meat on his body, can't even afford to eat me with a punch!"

Hearing this, the assistant panicked a little, "Hercules, the day after tomorrow is just a mat game, you can't use your best!"

If Chu Hao heard the title of the assistant, I am afraid that he would not be able to help but ask Hercules, can you order Bilian?

It's actually called Hercules, and I really think I'm Hercules.

You know, according to legend, Hercules' real name is Hercules, and he is the illegitimate son of the god king Zeus and the mortal Alcmene in Greek mythology.

"Mats?"

Hercules sneered, obviously dismissive.

Without waiting for the assistant to dissuade him, Hercules said directly: "My enemy, either stoned to death by me, or defeated me, in my memory, I have never performed these two words." ”

The assistant was even more panicked now, "Hercules, this is the order of the four kings of the Black Tournament Organizing Committee, Lord Asmodeus, if you don't want to be burned by Lord Asmodeus's anger, don't disobey Lord Asmodeus's order too much." ”

Although he is Hercules's assistant, to be honest, in his heart, he doesn't think that Hercules is a person who can play the mat game, and he doesn't know why Lord Asmodeus has to designate Hercules to participate in the mat game.

It seems that the four words Asmodeus have played a role, Hercules frowned, and after a long time, he said sullenly: "I will leave this little guy alive." ”

With that, Asmodeus waved his hand and went straight up the stairs to the second floor.

The assistant opened his mouth to say something, but in the end he didn't say anything.

After all, he really knows Hercules's temperament too well, and being able to promise to leave Chu Hao's life is already his biggest concession, if he continues to be verbose, maybe Hercules will be angry and angry, and directly kill Chu Hao with a killer, then it is called offending Lord Asmodeus!

In the next two days, in addition to practicing every morning, Chu Hao accompanied the Jingming monk and a group of them, walking up and down.

Even went to the casino, but Chu Hao also looked at it and felt that it was not interesting.

It's just a group of seemingly well-dressed civilized people, unleashing the beast in their hearts and venting the dark side of human nature.

However, not only Chu Hao was not interested, but even Gan Shuilan and they were not interested, that is, Gan Shuilan and Wang Zhongshui, who received 10,000 US dollars in chips alone, went down and walked around, feeling what it was.

When the chips are lost, they will come up.

The eyes are clear, and the group of red-eyed, crazy gamblers below are just like two races.

To be honest, as a martial artist, if you can't control your heart and let the beast in your heart devour your beliefs, soul, and even body, then this martial artist can no longer be called a martial artist.

Martial arts cultivation will definitely regress significantly, and it will be muddy and degraded into a waste.

This point, without exception, even if some people seem to be able to fight now, but it is only a matter of time before they become invalids.

As for Gan Shuilan, they have experienced it, and the power of money alone is not enough to impress them.

"Senior Brother Chu, there is a gambling table over there for the results of the gambling competition!" Wang Zhongshui suddenly pointed to a gambling table where countless people had gathered.

After speaking, without waiting for Chu Hao to see what it was, Wang Zhongshui couldn't wait to pull Chu Hao and quickly walked towards the gambling table.

"Running so fast, you little kid is a husky!"

Monk Jingming and they can naturally keep up with Wang Zhongshui's footsteps, but for such a little girl as Jin Ling'er, it is too reluctant, she panted and followed, and then glared at Wang Zhongshui fiercely.

Wang Zhongshui pursed his lips, without the slightest intention of refutation, because he knew that even if he fought back, he would not be able to say anything about Jin Ling'er.

Moreover, he also knew very well that if he didn't need to fight back, someone would teach Jin Ling'er a lesson.

"Don't talk about Wang Zhongshui's little fart, it's not good. ”

Sure enough, Chu Hao rubbed Jin Ling'er's hair and said.

Jin Ling'er pouted, her face was unhappy, she hugged Gan Shuilan's waist, and cried: "Sister Gan, you have to make decisions for me, Brother Chu Hao bullied me again." ”

Gan Shuilan said with a disgusted face: "Don't wipe your tears on my clothes, I don't know you anymore, in less than three minutes, you will become your Chu Hao's brother the dearest again, so I won't be your boss!"

Chu Hao looked at it helplessly, such a farce, to be honest, he really regretted picking up Jin Ling'er now.

If you look at it alone, Wang Zhongshui and Jin Ling'er are very well-behaved, but when the two of them meet together, it is like a chemical reaction, they have to quarrel non-stop from morning to night, they are going crazy, I really don't know what the two of them have to quarrel about.

"Sister Gan, you're not good at all now, I'll go to Brother Chu Hao. ”

Jin Ling'er's body moved, and she directly changed to Chu Hao's side, took Chu Hao's hand, and snuggled up to Chu Hao's arm, with a satisfied face, looking at her expression, she was just as obedient as a kitten.

Gan Shuilan and Wang Zhongshui were stunned for a moment, there was still such an operation, this change of face changed too quickly, just now she was crying and asking someone to call the shots for her, but now she actually posted it back.

Chu Hao adjusted Jin Ling'er's head to a relatively comfortable position and looked towards the gambling table.

He now completely treats Jin Ling'er as his sister.

"Senior Brother Chu, on the gambling table, it is a bet on the acquired martial arts, you can choose one side of the martial artist at will, and then the casino gives a certain odds according to the strength of both sides, but the odds of the martial artists on both sides are not much different, the largest is only one to two, and the smallest is only one to one. Wang Zhongshui said.

Chu Hao nodded, it's true, the odds are not big, this is not to say that the black game can't afford to lose, so don't play so big.

On the contrary, this shows the essence of the black game.