What Xie Cunguan didn't expect was that Li Chenghuan's boxing gym turned out to be such a beautiful place.

The Cheonggyecheon River meanders in front of you, and in the shade of green trees, an ancient building stands quietly on the side of the road halfway through the river. And, conveniently, there is a road that is open to traffic.

In the gurgling water, there is a gentle cry of a lark, which is no less than a miracle in the cosmopolitan city of Seoul.

Standing at the door, Xie Cunguan lingered, and he couldn't bear to go in.

At the invitation of Lee Seung-hwan, he finally walked into this building, which is not high, but obviously occupies a lot of land.

Entering the door, only to know that there is no cave, a slight taste of Suzhou gardens will come to the face, a brick and a stone, all with a heart of craftsmanship, every leaf and a tree, there is the charm of the water town.

"It's so beautiful here!" Lin Guang'an, who followed behind Xie Cunguan, couldn't help but admire.

"That's what everyone who has been here says!" Li Chenghuan, who was leading the way in front, turned back to Xie Cunguan and the others: "This is built by a Japanese, it is said that this person is a Chinese expert, specially invited an architect from Suzhou, China, and in the construction of the garden, we have integrated our Korean architectural style and elements of the Japanese shogunate era, which is a very rare collection of exquisite art...... The Chinese government has always wanted to make this a scenic spot in Nanshan Park, and has repeatedly put forward the intention of purchasing, and the price offered is definitely a sky-high price, but our Li family has not agreed......"

"Is this your home's place?" Xie Cunguan couldn't help but ask, secretly sighing in his heart that private ownership is good. He knew that his stuff was indeed his own.

"Of course!" Li Chenghuan said proudly: "Although we are only a partial branch of the Li family's dynasty, we are also real nobles!"

"Oh?" Xie Cunguan couldn't help but look over.

Lee Seung-hwan looked at him with a puzzled expression. couldn't help but explain: "My grandfather called Emperor Gaozong Li Xi Uncle Tang, and he was also a person with a title back then......"

Xie Cunguan looked at him with a serious look, so he arched his hand and said "disrespectful".

For this Korean emperor named Li Xi, Xie Cunguan still knows something.

The 26th king of the Joseon Dynasty and the first emperor of the Korean Empire was in the most turbulent and complicated period in Korean history, and he himself was at the mercy of his father, Daewonjun, his wife Concubine Min, and the Japanese throughout his life.

Didn't think of it. This person, whom he met by chance on the ferry, turned out to be related to the royal family of Korea.

It is no wonder that the South Korean government has not been able to acquire the yard into the state.

The group went further inside, and they arrived in front of a huge hall, and before they entered the door, they heard the unique drum beat of Hwarang Road. I don't know if it's an illusion, Xie Cunguan felt that Park Zhichang's body in front of him seemed to be alive all of a sudden.

It seems that Lee Seung-hwan called him a grandmaster, and it is not groundless. Hua Lang Dao has gone deep into the marrow of this person.

Lee Seung-hwan pressed a button next to the door, and the antique gate quietly parted from each other. It seems that Seoul really deserves to be the highest voice of digitalization, and even such a building full of antiquity has traces of digitalization.

Antiquities bring beauty, while digitization brings convenience.

Enter the door and see it at a glance. In the middle of the wooden floor, there is a large green carpet. In the middle of the field, two young people are wearing flowers and butterflies and fighting their legs. And around the circle are kneeling and sitting Hualang Dao standard wearing people, from young to middle-aged, there are men and women. Seeing people coming in, some of these people glanced back. Some people didn't look back at all, their eyes kept glued to the middle of the field.

Xie Cunguan and the others didn't speak, but just followed Li Chenghuan inside, and walked to an open space, where there was a fierce man in his thirties, and when he saw Park Zhichang coming, he bent down respectfully and shouted: "Master!"

Park Zhichang nodded lightly, said hello, and stood there quietly watching the performance of the people in the audience with Xie Cunguan and others. The drums in the field became more and more intense, and the legs of the two became more dazzling.

"Mr. Xie, how do you feel about this Hualang Dao?" Park Zhichang on the side suddenly said.

Xie Cunguan turned his head, but Park Zhichang's eyes were fixed on the people in the field, and he didn't look at him at all.

Xie Cunguan smiled, he had already experienced countless lives and deaths, and the lives he had harvested in his hands were already staggering, and he instinctively had a funny feeling for this kind of person who finally practiced martial arts into sports and was full of inexplicable arrogance.

In the war of the cold weapon era, soldiers who have not experienced bloody battles, no matter how well they train, are still rookies.

The same is true of modern society!

It's like practicing sanda always laughing at the lack of actual combat in practicing traditional martial arts, no matter how good the practice is, as soon as you get on the platform, it is nothing. But in fact, people who are used to this kind of regular fighting, and those who have fought a life-and-death battle, are also a rookie.

Seeing the other party's bullish appearance, he also turned his head and said casually: "It's a good thing!"

"How does it compare to Chinese martial arts?" Park Zhichang turned his head and asked as he looked at Xie Cunguan.

Xie Cunguan smiled and said, "There are only powerful people, there are no powerful martial arts!"

"Haha!" Park Zhichang laughed: "Mr. Xie, this is avoiding the truth......

"Oh?" Xie Cunguan listened to his words, turned his head to look at him, and said, "What do you mean by this?"

Park Zhichang said: "Taekwondo, which was developed from Hwarang Dao, has entered the Olympic Games and is very popular in the world, but what about Chinese martial arts?

As he spoke, a pair of eyes looked at Xie Cunguan with intense eyes, waiting for his answer.

Seeing that he was a little aggressive, Xie Cunguan became even more relaxed.

In fact, many times, the more aggressive a person behaves, the more he is not confident. It's like a division chief, who may lose his temper to ordinary people, but like a provincial and ministerial-level official, he always speaks softly and rarely loses his temper.

It is because they have absolute self-confidence, and they will say a word to the top.

"In an era when cold weapons are declining, what will be the things that are so popular?" Xie Cun seemed to answer his question, and seemed to be talking to himself.

Park Zhichang's eyes flashed, so he let go of this topic, and turned to Xie Cunguan: "I heard Coach Li Chenghuan say that Mr. Xie has a good Chinese kung fu, and my apprentice ......."

As he spoke, he waved to the man in his thirties who was standing next to him, and the man immediately walked over. Park Zhichangcai continued: "I once won the World Youth Taekwonquan Championship, and later learned the Hwarang Way with me, participated in the Japanese K1 competition, and the results were quite good, I don't know if Mr. Xie can intentionally guide him?"

Although the evidence of Park Zhichang's words was bland, there was a smug look on his face that he had not noticed, and he was obviously quite satisfied with this disciple and his achievements.

Therefore, it is also very important for the master to teach the disciples, and choosing a good disciple will not be difficult to teach, and it will also help the master become famous.

And teaching a disciple who can't be mentioned is tired of the master, and the disciple is not very productive, but it makes people feel that the master's things are not good.

The disciple listened to Park Zhichang's words, and immediately bowed to Xie Cunguan obediently and said, "Please give Mr. Xie some advice!"

However, although his attitude is well-behaved, his face is arrogant, and he is obviously a little dissatisfied with Xie Cunguan, who is not tall and has no outstanding momentum. It seems that his deference is only out of showing his politeness to outsiders in front of the Master.

Xie Cunguan turned his head, glanced at the disciple, and asked softly, "Haven't asked Your Excellency for your name yet?"

"Choi Yiren!" the disciple said proudly, obviously this name still has considerable influence in the Korean martial arts world. Moreover, while answering Xie Cunguan's question, he stretched out his hand and slapped it violently.

As soon as he clapped his hands, both people in the room stopped, and the drumming stopped. The eyes of the people around him were all over the place.

Cui Yiren said: "I'm sorry, let's stop for a moment! Let me first introduce to you, these are martial arts masters from China, everyone knows that Chinese martial arts have a long history of self-proclaim, today just these friends came over, I was ordered by the master to communicate with these friends to ask for advice, to see whether Chinese martial arts are great, or our Hualang Dao is powerful......

As he spoke, he had already bowed to Xie Cunguan again and said, "Please sir!"