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Chapter 340

Words:2031Update:22/06/25 09:16:21

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As soon as he went downstairs, Xiao Zheng smelled something from the kitchen. Tang Yue was preparing breakfast. On the other hand, the kitchen maid was helping her. It was a harmonious scene.

"You're up so early. Why don't you sleep a little longer?" Tang Yue asked politely.

"Mhm. I'm going out to exercise. "Xiao Zheng said and went to the small garden in front of the door. As soon as he arrived at the door, he saw Mr. Ye, who was in a long robe, squatting in the middle of the garden and practicing.

Lord Ye was practicing the Taiji Fist. His movements looked relaxed but were actually vigorous and powerful. Every punch he threw was like a tiger, full of energy. Xiao Zheng only needed one look to know that Mr. Ye wasn't just for show. He was a hidden master. He couldn't help but welcome him with a smile. As he stretched his muscles, he smiled and said, "Duke Ye. Why are you up so early? "

Mr. Ye didn't stop. He waved his fists and said, "I've been practicing for almost forty years. If I really stop, I won't be able to continue."

Xiao Zheng quickly said, "I see that you're calm and composed. You're healthier than many young people. There won't be any problem. "

"Time and tide wait for no man." Mr. Ye stopped, took back his fist and sighed. "Twenty years ago, I could hit for half an hour."

Xiao Zheng was shocked. "You're really a top master."

Those who hadn't practiced boxing might not know what it meant to hit for half an hour. But even if they hadn't practiced boxing, most of them had fought, right? It didn't matter if they were young or old. Who could fight for half an hour? Even a young man in the prime of his life would probably be exhausted after three to five minutes of fighting with someone. Not to mention half an hour. And looking at Mr. Ye's powerful fists, ordinary people would have a hard time blocking them, not to mention taking it head-on. Those with weaker physiques would probably die on the spot.

So according to Xiao Zheng's analysis, Mr. Ye must have been a top master in Yan Jin when he was young. Even now, ordinary people would have to think about whether they had the ability to harm the old man.

"What master?" Mr. Ye picked up a handkerchief and wiped his sweat. "The fist is afraid of the young and strong. Now it's the world of you young people."

After a pause, Master Ye sat in the pavilion to catch his breath. He crossed his legs and lit a cigarette. He looked at Xiao Zheng leisurely and asked, "Show me some boxing?"

Xiao Zheng said modestly, "In front of you, I don't dare to display my slight skill before an expert."

"You don't have to be so humble," Lord Ye said with a smile. "I've heard of your deeds. Give me something you can show me. Don't try to fool me. "

Xiao Zheng couldn't help smiling helplessly when he heard that and said, "Then I won't be courteous. Please give me some guidance. "

"Let's go." Lord Ye took a puff of his cigarette and stubbed it out. He carefully watched Xiao Zheng's every move.

Hu!

Xiao Zheng took a deep breath, swung his arms slightly, and got into a fighting stance. Then, under the watchful eyes of Lord Ye, they began to fight.

Xiao Zheng's set of punches did not have many rules that could be followed. Some of his actions even subverted the logic of normal people. In the eyes of a righteous sect like Lord Ye, it seemed even more evil. Not to mention a master of boxing moves, even if he were to compete with a real combat expert, he would still seem out of place. But Lord Ye did not look down on him at all. Instead, the more he watched, the more shocked he became.

Xiao Zheng fought faster and faster. His whole body was full of fighting spirit. In a breath, he could actually complete a few attacks. And the defensive stance he displayed was full of signs of counterattack. This was not a martial art set for self-cultivation. It was simply a unique killing technique!

"Take this!"

Lord Ye suddenly grabbed a hard wooden board and threw it at Xiao Zheng.

Heh!

Xiao Zheng soared into the air, and with a whip kick, he was smashed to pieces!

"Beautiful!" Lord Ye stood up with a smile, strolled towards Xiao Zheng and said. "Xiao Zheng, you created this set of boxing moves yourself, right?"

"En." Xiao Zheng replied without any change in his expression and heart rate. "I mixed some moves and slowly experimented."

"Very domineering. It is also very aggressive. "Lord Ye praised. "Nowadays, it is rare to see a youngster with your skills."

Xiao Zheng shook his head and smiled: "I have made a fool of myself. I only have brute force. "

"Brute force can't reach your level." Lord Ye pulled Xiao Zheng to sit on a stone chair in the pavilion and smiled. "I have come all these years and have seen many people in the pugilistic world. What I have learned is also thanks to others. I started late and have no talent. So, until now, I am only a dabbler in martial arts. But Xiao Zheng, you are different. You have a strong martial art skill at such a young age. And I can see that you're still hiding something. You haven't shown your name yet. "

Pausing, Lord Ye looked at Xiao Zheng with a smile: "Xiao Zheng. Grandfather wants to ask you a question. "

"Go ahead." Xiao Zheng listened humbly.

"When you encounter a problem that cannot be solved by violence, what should you do?" What should you do? "Lord Ye asked with great interest.

"What kind of violence?" Xiao Zheng did not hide and asked back.

"Extreme violence." Lord Ye said.

"I haven't thought about it yet." Xiao Zheng said honestly.

In his world, whether it was the few years he spent in the underworld or the short two years he spent in the military. Or the days he spent wandering overseas seemed to be related to violence. And the best way to solve it was also violence. So, ever since he was young, Xiao Zheng had been doing something related to violence.

Not violence?

Xiao Zheng felt that with the way he existed, there was no place where he couldn't use violence.

"It is good to have confidence." Lord Ye smiled and nodded. "But what if one day you encounter it?"

Xiao Zheng pondered for a moment, then raised his head slightly and looked at Lord Ye: "Please enlighten me."

"What do you think is the most powerful thing in the world?" Lord Ye asked patiently.

"I don't know." Xiao Zheng thought, it can't be nuclear weapons, right?

"Public power." Lord Ye smiled. "When you are studying, the school rules are supreme and inviolable. No matter how rich you are, no matter how well-off your family is. You also need to obey the school rules. This school doesn't dare to punish you, but there will always be a school whose rules you don't dare to violate. And the school rules are public power. "

"When you leave the school and enter the society. The rules of your company, unit, or government agency will become public power that you can't violate. Of course, you can also understand it as the rules of the game. Public power exists in the school, society, or even the higher level world. It is absolutely inviolable. "

"When you are studying, you can't violate the school's public power. If you dare to violate it, you will be expelled. When you are working, you can't violate the company's public power. If you dare to violate it, you will be fired. But I hope you remember that public power is never a weapon to seek fairness. It exists only for management. What kind of management of public power can maintain the status quo to the greatest extent. Public power will exist in such a way. "

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