Xingyi Fist was the most influential fist art in modern times!
He respected Yue Fei as the founder, and took off his spear to form a fist. The Five-Element Fist and the Twelve Forms were broad and profound.
After receiving the inheritance of the Form and Will Fist, Qian Xiaoqiang didn't seem to have changed much. However, his internal strength and the way he exerted his strength had been greatly improved.
……
"This one's skills are inferior to others. If you want to kill or cut me, it's up to you!”Li Changsheng looked at the hand knife in front of his throat, and his face instantly turned ashen.
Back then, Li Changsheng had broken through to the neutralizing grandmaster level before he was even fifty years old. He was in high spirits and thought that he could restore the reputation of his ancestors and make Bajiquan the number one fist in the world!
He did not expect that the Martial Alliance would only end up fifth on the Grandmaster Ranking in the Capital Martial Alliance Competition. He did not even make it into the top three.
In a fit of anger, he found a deep mountain to live in seclusion. He trained hard in the Eight Extremities while teaching his disciples.
Twenty years later, his fist technique had finally reached perfection. Once he left the mountain…
He was defeated by a young man in his early twenties.
"Are you really not afraid of death?" Qian Xiaoqiang's lips curled into a familiar smile.
"Hmph, this old man practiced martial arts when I was seven years old. What kind of storms have I not seen?”Li Changsheng smiled disdainfully.
"Are you really not afraid of anything? What if I torture you to death?”
"I'm not afraid!"
"What if all the descendants of the clan are killed?”
"Don't be afraid. This old man has been obsessed with martial arts all my life.”
"What about being crippled of your martial arts and reduced to begging on the streets?”
"Don't be afraid. You can try!"
"What about being an honorary consultant in my dojo?”
"I'm not afraid!"
A few breaths later…
Li Changsheng's eyes suddenly widened.
What did I say just now?
"Good, Old Man Li is indeed worthy of being a Bajiquan Grandmaster whose words carry weight. I admire you. From today onwards, you are the honorary advisor of our Martial Arts Academy!”Qian Xiaoqiang stepped forward and held Li Changsheng's arm.
Li Changsheng felt like his head was buzzing…
Why did he suddenly feel that his legs were a little limp?
Was his old illness acting up?
Behind Qian Xiaoqiang, the nine newly recruited martial artists couldn't help but twitch…
So what if your martial arts have reached the grandmaster level?
My boss's mouth is so eloquent that you think half a grandmaster can resist it?
Xing Mingjun and the others who had come with Li Changsheng heard Qian Xiaoqiang's words and their hearts skipped a beat.
With the decline of Chinese martial arts, neutralizing grandmasters were even rarer, not to mention a grandmaster like Li Changsheng who was close to the Martial League. How could he die here?
However, just as he was about to speak, he was stunned…
This…
What the f * ck was this!
Tang Yishi slapped his forehead.
There was nothing wrong with it. It was a familiar formula, a familiar taste, and a familiar result…
Back then, Zeng Pengfei and his four fellow disciples had died just like that!
Qian Xiaoqiang was in a good mood after picking up a neutralizing Jin consultant who didn't need to spend money."Let's go, Old Man Li, let's talk inside!”
" Alright…" Li Changsheng was still in a daze…
He seemed to be here for revenge, right?
In a daze, Qian Xiaoqiang invited him into the living room of a martial arts club, and even Xing Mingjun and the others came in shamelessly.
On the way, when they passed by a few students 'training rooms, they briefly introduced the current situation of the dojo to Li Changsheng, which made Li Changsheng feel very refreshed.
"Old Brother Li, I feel bitter in my heart!" After everyone sat down and asked someone to serve tea, Qian Xiaoqiang said with a bitter face.
Tang Yishi shivered and almost lost his grip on the teacup…
F * ck!
Bitter?
You?
"Elder brother, to be honest, the current state of Chinese martial arts has already reached a point of life and death.”Qian Xiaoqiang sighed,"Living conditions are getting better and better. There are fewer and fewer people who are willing to practice martial arts like us."”
"In the eyes of most people, Chinese martial arts has already become a show that can only be performed and cannot be used in actual combat.”
"That's right. This old man has been traveling around a few places during this period of time, and I'm starting to feel that Chinese martial arts are declining.”Qian Xiaoqiang's words struck a chord in Li Changsheng's heart. The older generation of boxers had gone through turbulent times and had suffered a lot to preserve their legacy.
"Look at the dojo I opened. I spent so much effort just to promote Chinese martial arts, but what about the reality? It looks glamorous, but in fact, I know my own hardships.”Qian Xiaoqiang began to pour out his grievances."Without a master teacher, without a legacy, and with the fact that they only start practicing martial arts at the age of 20 or 30, it'll be difficult for them to produce any results even when they're old!”
Tang Yishi couldn't help but roll his eyes…
If I didn't know what fees your Martial Arts Lecture Hall charges…
I f * cking took it for real!
"Brother Qian is right. Which one of us didn't start practicing martial arts at the age of seven or eight? When our bones are fully grown, unless we have some kind of opportunity, it's too difficult to achieve anything.”In Li Changsheng's heart, Qian Xiaoqiang's image had suddenly become that of a neutralizing grandmaster who worked hard for the development of Chinese martial arts.
" I do have an idea. I want to recruit some young students to be the future seedlings of our country's martial arts world, but we don't have a master teacher..."
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