In Hong Kong, there were many boxing centers and martial artists!
Starting from the end of the Qing Dynasty, martial arts had been greatly developed, and many martial arts experts had emerged.
For example, Martial Saint Sun Lutang, Great Saber Wang Wu, Nature Sect Du Xinwu, Eight Trigrams Palm Dong Haichuan, Buddha Mountain Huang Feihong, Ye Wen, and so on.
These masters had their own branches and branches, passing down their disciples and sects. This was one of the reasons why the dojos in Hong Kong were so prosperous on the surface.
One of the reasons behind this was that the chaos in Hong Kong had caused many clubs and rich people to need powerful subordinates.
Hong Kong's Red Stick Club and Double Red Stick Club were basically martial arts clubs, and many clubs would support their own boxing clubs.
This was the case for Yang Wei Martial Arts School in front of him. However, it was probably not a society that supported the other party. It was probably his father, the Boat-chartering King.
When he entered the dojo, he saw a few apprentices in the courtyard doing horse stance or practicing the wooden dummy.
When he saw Bao Zeyang enter, a man stopped his practice and came up to him.
He looked at Bao Zeyang's clothes. The fabric on his body looked very high-end. He was obviously a rich kid.
"Thunderous Roar, do you want to learn from a teacher?”
The other party asked Bao Zeyang enthusiastically. This kind of rich kid was often bored and wanted to learn boxing so that he could find a master.
Yes, they were all fat sheep!
"I'm looking for Master Zhao Qiankun!"
Bao Zeyang said with a smile.
Hearing Bao Zeyang call out his master's name, the young man's expression changed. He sized him up and said coldly,"Wait here, I'll go and report!"
Since he wasn't a boxing student, he didn't have much enthusiasm.
Not long after, he came out and said to Bao Zeyang,"Come in with me!"
When they reached the central hall, an old man was sitting on a chair with two white jade balls in his hands. When he saw Bao Zeyang walk in, he looked at him curiously.
"May I ask what business you have with this old man's dojo?”
Zhao Qiankun stood up and asked Bao Zeyang curiously.
Hearing the other party's accent, Bao Zeyang understood why the chartered boat king would support him.
He had a strong accent from Ninghai.
"My name is Bao Zeyang, and my father is Bao Yugang!”
Bao Zeyang used Ning Hai's dialect to reveal his identity.
At this moment, Zhao Qiankun, who was originally sitting upright, had a change in expression. Then, he carefully sized up Bao Zeyang and slowly nodded.
A bright smile appeared on his face.
"So it's Nephew Bao. Quickly sit down. Ah Ming, quickly serve tea!”
Soon, a disciple brought hot tea over. Bao Zeyang and Zhao Qiankun sat opposite each other on the armchair.
"Nephew, how are Old Master and Old Brother Bao?”
After sitting down, Zhao Qiankun asked with a smile. His words also revealed his closeness to the Bao family.
"They're fine. Master Zhao, do you know why I'm here?”
"I know. Brother Bao called me and asked me to find a few useful people for you!”
"I've already found one. Wait a moment!”
Then, Zhao Qiankun stood up and walked out.
Not long after, four people walked in. Three men and one woman.
"Nephew, take a look at them!”
"These are my two disciples, the eldest disciple, Wang Tai. He has been with me for almost twenty years. He is a steady person with profound fist techniques. When he was young, he also followed Brother Bao out to sea.”
"This is Lin Jiu, 22 years old this year. He's a genius in martial arts. He's the most talented child I've seen in the past 50 years!”
"This is not my disciple. He is my senior brother's son, Chen Zhen. My senior brother is not only proficient in Hong Fist, but he has also learned Cai Li Fo and the Eight Extremities. When he was young, he traveled across the continent and challenged all the famous masters.”
"This, Zhao Yanling, is my youngest daughter. She has also trained with me since she was young. Her strength may not be as good as the three of them, but I think that you should have a servant girl by your side. If you don't mind, let her serve you!”
Zhao Qiankun finally said with an awkward expression.
Although he addressed the Boat-chartering King as " brother ", it was actually a form of address to build a relationship.
Back then, he was Du Yuesheng's disciple. He followed a group of Qing Gang leaders to Hong Kong and found that the Qing Gang was no longer powerful.
After Du Yuesheng passed away, the tree fell and the monkeys scattered. It was even harder for them to survive.
Back then, the owner of the boat had helped him out because they were from the same hometown. Later on, he had also used some people from him to help him gain a foothold.
Now, by pushing his daughter out, he was actually sending his daughter into the Bao family. To put it bluntly, it was a little like climbing up the ladder.
Bao Zeyang looked at them and smiled. He nodded and said,"Since Master Zhao recommended them, they must have martial arts skills. How about we help each other?”
Linking hands meant sparring.
"Oh? Nephew has also practiced boxing? Which family did you learn from?"
Zhao Qiankun asked curiously at this time.
Bao Zeyang smiled and shook his head.”
Indeed, he did not have a teacher. When he was young, he went out on his own and spent money to learn from a martial arts school. With the help of the spiritual spring water, his physique had been extremely strong since he was young.
He had learned 13 martial arts schools in three years and had learned many of the boxing techniques in Hong Kong. He had even learned the secret of guarding the door of a few internal martial arts schools.
Later on, he went to America. There were many old masters in Chinatown. Bao Zeyang would go there when he had nothing to do. Later on, he even got to know a few big shots.
Seeing that Bao Zeyang did not say anything, Zhao Qiankun was helpless. He could only look at his disciples and say with a smile,"Then the few of you should accompany Nephew Bao. Pay attention to your limits!”
The few of them came to the backyard where there was a small martial arts field.
"My requirements are not high. Those who can last for a minute under my hands will be considered qualified!”
Bao Zeyang said calmly.
The expressions of the few people present changed.
This tone was too arrogant!
"Who wants to go first?"
Bao Zeyang looked at them and asked calmly.
"Me!"
Lin Jiu was the proudest, and he was also the strongest among them. Naturally, he was not convinced.
"Please!"
The two of them made a hand gesture, and Lin Jiu attacked without hesitation.
Zhao Qiankun had inherited the Hong Fist, which was why Lin Jiu practiced it as well.
The Hong Fist originated from Hong Xiguan. It emphasized on the strength and heaviness of the force, the stability of the steps, and the fierceness of the fist.
Lin Jiu came up and used Eagle Claw Capture to subdue Bao Zeyang.
However, Bao Zeyang was extremely familiar with these moves. He easily shifted his steps and dodged them.
In the next half a minute, Bao Zeyang didn't fight back. He only countered Lin Jiu's moves and waited for Lin Jiu's moves.
Fist grade is character!
Bao Zeyang tested them not only to see their level, but also to see their temperament.
Half a minute later, Bao Zeyang smiled. Then, his body twisted, and his entire aura changed.
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