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Under the blue sky, a majestic whistle roared, and a ferry began to drive slowly in the port of Bangkok, Thailand, and the steel bow was like a flying arrow, cleaving the waves and rushing towards the deep sea in the distance. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

It's 1985, and the port of Bangkok is still a mess, with a group of dark-haired and yellow-skinned Chinese looking at the shrinking ferry, their black pupils full of complicated looks.

Eventually, the ferry disappeared at full speed and at sea level, and on board, a group of people was very depressed.

This is a cruise ship that will eventually sail to Hong Kong, and the journey will pass through Singapore, Brunei and other places, and the journey will be very long. However, the long journey back to China is not the reason for their real frustration, and the cold eyes of the overseas Chinese around them from time to time are the cold wind that cools down their inner temperature all the time.

"Hmph! It's a shame to go to grandma's house!"

"It's not just grandma's family, it's all lost our face abroad・・・・・・ Chinese martial arts, heh, anyway, I don't dare to mention it in front of others in the future!"

In the aisle of the ship's cabin, a few Chinese-speaking overseas Chinese were talking loudly, their tones irritated, and sometimes turning their heads to look at the room on the side.

"You damn it!"

A sturdy young man rushed out of the house scolding, several thin overseas Chinese were startled by his roar, raised their eyes, only to see a young man in his early twenties appear in front of him, he was dark-skinned, very athletic, and very energetic under the angry eyes, they were a little afraid for a while, regretting the quick tongue for a while.

"What do you want? You can't fight with the Tais, and your fists are hard when you bully the countrymen!" a man puffed out his chest and shouted suddenly.

"You!"

The man's menacing momentum suddenly weakened, but when he saw the disdainful eyes of others, he was angry for a moment and raised his hand to fight.

"Li Fuquan, you come back for me. ”

At this time, a roar came from behind him, and the young man named Li Fuquan paused on the ground and twisted his body violently, and a look of humiliation and aggrieved immediately appeared on his face.

"Senior brother, they are slandering Chinese martial arts, and they are slandering Master. ”

Li Fu was unwilling, but when he saw the look in the man behind him, his heart couldn't help but tremble, and he hurriedly lowered his head and followed him back to the room.

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In the cabin room, the light was dim, and there was a middle-aged man sitting on the edge of the bed, his back was straight, his face looked about forty years old, wearing a martial artist-style blue and white robe, his eyes were blazing, staring straight at Li Fuquan as he entered the room, and saw his throat squirming up and down, as if he wanted to spit out words from his mouth.

He drank: "Li Fuquan, shut up." ”

Li Fuquan raised his head suddenly, the young man couldn't stop the grievances that had been hidden in his heart for a long time, he clenched his fists, opened his mouth and shouted: "But I just don't accept it, I don't accept it!"

"Master, you obviously won the battle against Yasanlai, but the other four were defeated, why should we be looked down upon by others?

The middle-aged man glared at "You!"

He had already told the two apprentices not to mention this, but he never thought that this little apprentice who followed out not only didn't listen to it, but also dared to contradict it!

"Poof"

He wanted to speak, but the injury in his body suddenly started, and a mouthful of blood overflowed from the corner of his mouth in a hurry.

"Master!"

That Li Fuquan was stunned, and just wanted to step forward, when suddenly a force hit behind him, his senior brother had already run over in front of him, and the man ran to the middle-aged man's side, leaned over, patted him on the back, and asked:

"Master, are you alright?"

The middle-aged man frowned, raised his hand to pick up the blood from the corner of his mouth, and shook his head slightly.

"Master!"

Li Fuquan was a little scared, his master's surname was Su Mingxianye, and he was a very famous martial artist in Hong Kong.

"Get out of here!"

He had only taken a step forward when the senior brother turned his head sharply and glared at him, and he was almost ready to hit him.

"Kang Li stops"

Su Xianye pressed Kang Li's shoulder, and a force immediately pressed him down, Su Xianye coughed, and his face was extremely lost.

"Defeat is defeat, victory is victory, in the final analysis, or our people's martial arts are not good, and they can't complain about others, and the people love to chew the root of their tongues, but we can't follow the blind mixing. ”

Su Xianye looked at Li Fuquan, seeing the fear and worry in his eyes, the corner of his eyes bent, and beckoned to him, "Fuquan, come here." ”

"Hmph. ”

The first time Li Fuquan saw the thunderous senior brother, he was still a little scared, and when he saw the senior brother snorting and turned his head, he was finally willing to walk to Su Xianye's side step by step.

"Master, are you alright?"

Su Xianye waved his hand, he looked at the two disciples, and said silently, "Have you ever remembered the martial virtues I taught you?"

The two nodded, and Su Xianye said, "Carry it to me." ”

They glanced at each other and recited to each other: "Martial arts, strengthening the body and body, is for self-improvement, martial artists, must not be fierce and ruthless, and must not use force to hurt others to bully the weak." ”

Su Xianye nodded, in fact, above martial virtues, there are also patriotic and protective people, eliminating violence and peace, respecting teachers and saying a few words, but time has passed, the teacher training passed down by the previous generation of masters, and under the development of the times, he no longer has many requirements for his disciples.

He looked at Li Fuquan, his eyes were like sharp swords, "Do you know that if you hurt someone just now, you will be bullying the weak." ”

Li Fuquan lowered his head, feeling a little ashamed, Su Xianye's teachings were still in his ears.

"Martial virtue is the foundation of a person who practices martial arts, and if he loses martial virtue, even if he is as strong as a Muay Thai king, he is just a fighter fighting for wealth and power in the ring. ”

When it comes to the Muay Thai champion, I can't help but think of Yasanlai, Su Xianye frowned, Yasanlai's terrifying back-sweeping leg and powerful left-handed heavy punch, and it seems that the whistling wind of his boxing leg sweeping can still be heard in his ears. In his eyes, a terrifying scene flashed, it was Yasanlai's insidious and vicious elbow blow and deadly knee!

His iron arms and legs, as well as the terrifying ability of his body to resist blows, literally took Heng Lian Kung Fu to the pinnacle!

Muay Thai is very terrifying, they polish their muscles and bones day after day, squeeze their physical energy to the limit, more than ten years or even just a few years can create a technical master, most of them belong to the young people with strong blood, just like the Muay Thai king Yasanlai, but at the age of twenty-five, he is on par with himself.

In this battle, although Su Xianye won with skill, and finally used the turning whip fist to hit Yasanlai's head and get a point of victory, but this blow, Yasanlai didn't need to count the seconds to recover, and he was counterattacked by his elbow that lost his center of gravity, and was beaten in the chest, and he was still faintly painful.

Su Xianye thought of this expedition to the South Seas, thinking that he could wash away the shame accumulated in the past, but he never thought that he would be defeated in the end.

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In 1985, the country had separated Sanshou from traditional martial arts, formed a special competitive event, and carried out Sanshou throughout the country, which led to the Sino-Muay Thai martial arts battle held at the Bangkok Ratchak Lung Boxing Gym two days ago.

This year, the Chinese side once again suffered a fiasco, with a record of three losses, one draw and one win, fortunately, this time, the Chinese side did not have a martial artist to be killed by the Muay Thai division, but it still became the laughing stock of the countrymen and outsiders, after all, there are no dead people, it is a kind of progress, and this kind of irony of rhetoric no longer pierces Su Xianye's heart all the time.

But then again

Muay Thai is worthy of 500 years of undefeated boxing!

Thinking of the moment the battle bell rang, the exhaustion poured into the limbs and bones of the whole body like spring water, and the Yasanlai in front of him was actually a regretful look that was ready to go but had to stop, Su Xianye couldn't help but said:

"In fact, I lost this battle!"

Su Xianye seemed to have been drained of his muscles and bones, his straight back bent in vain, and he suddenly sighed: "There are so many gold medals in the world's fighting competitions, and it is a pity that no Chinese have won one." ”

A line of hot tears, through his black eyes, wet his black eyelashes, left the skin of the yellow race, and dripped to the ground.

The two apprentices were shocked, how could he have thought that the master would be so disheartened about the prospects of Chinese martial arts, that Kang Li's face turned red, he was extremely angry, and suddenly asked, "Master, is it true that our Chinese kung fu can't beat Muay Thai?"

Chinese Kung Fu!

Su Xianye looked at this excited disciple, although he was emotional and his face was red, his eyes did not waver in the slightest, and he could see the color of perseverance buried deep in his eyes.

He is a person who firmly believes in my country's martial arts!

Su Xianye seemed to be able to see a person's shadow in his eyes!

"You two sit down first, don't be so excited"

Su Xianye comforted the two, he stroked his face, his eyes closed slightly, and he fell into a memory.

"I'll tell you both a story・・・・・・"