In the suburbs.
Baiyuan Martial Arts School seemed to be small and remote.
On the martial arts field, a skinny, energetic old man was sitting on an old-fashioned wooden armchair, fiddling with a purple clay teapot in his hand. From time to time, he would take a sip and urge the two youngsters to practice. "Ah Sang, Little Bo, our sect's White Ape Force requires you to take a stance and stand out. You have to take a living stance. Kung fu is dead, but people are alive. If you take this stance, your qi and blood will be like a monkey's heart ape! To conquer the heart monkey is to conquer your own qi and blood, and then you can achieve Dan Concentration … "
"Master, we can't do it anymore."
Xiao Bo and Ah Sang struggled to maintain a posture for a long time, and suddenly fell to the ground, howling, their faces red.
"Alas … people eat much better than before. There are all kinds of nutrition drugs. You've all followed the best prescription, and your bodies have met the requirements. But your spirit, tsk tsk, is far worse than the ancients."
The old man shook his head in disappointment, and suddenly looked at the door.
"Martial Artist, White Ape Liu San?"
Chung Shen-soo strode in, followed by Luo Xiaoqing.
Since he got some benefits from Tenxiu Point last time, he had to bring a broadcaster to this kind of private competition.
As for the public competition, there would be a TV station to broadcast it, so it was unnecessary.
"It's me!"
The old man took a sip of tea and suddenly smiled. "If you're not here to be apprenticed, then you're here to challenge the school?"
"If you want to challenge the school, you'll have to pass us first."
Xiao Bo jumped up immediately, but his legs were trembling, as if he would fall to the ground if a gust of wind blew.
The White Ape Stance had consumed too much energy, and now he was like a soft-footed shrimp.
"I'm Hua Wu, and I'm here for the recommendation letter of the Martial Artist Association. I wonder if you can help me?" Chung Shen-soo said frankly.
"You want my master to write a recommendation letter with such an attitude." Ah Sang was unhappy. "In your dreams …"
"Hey!"
Liu San got up and shook his head slowly. "Ah Sang, don't look down on our guest. My friend, I'm old and can't fight anymore. Let's have a fight."
He stretched out his right hand, which was old and thin, and its surface was wrinkled like old tree bark.
"Sure."
Chung Shen-soo thought for a moment and suddenly smiled. He stretched out his hand and the two of them held each other's hands.
As soon as they came into contact, he felt all kinds of energy surging from the other party's palm, wanting to send him flying.
"I really don't know how to play with force."
Chung Shen-soo cursed in his heart. No matter how much strength you have, I will just rush over with my White Bone True Qi.
Force was the subtle force emitted by the body.
Blood Qi, on the other hand, was the power brought by the movement of blood and muscles.
Although these two types of power were very powerful for ordinary people, they were only considered ordinary for True Qi.
The simplest example was that even if one's force was trained to the Perfection Realm and reached the legendary 'Internal Force', he could at most hit three inches in the air!
As for the Xiantian Realm warriors who had successfully cultivated their Xiantian Qi, once their Xiantian Qi reached the Large Success Stage, they would be able to project their Qi outwards by three feet!
A ruler has its advantages and an inch has its disadvantages.
Three feet of zhenqi was enough to make a wall of Xiantian Qi!
Therefore, when Liu San and Chung Shen-soo exchanged blows, the result was obvious.
"Pa!"
A shadow flashed and Liu San flew backwards, paralyzed on the armchair. His face was filled with confusion and disbelief: "This … this … what kind of special force is this?"
"This old man's thinking is rigid. Everything he thinks about is Qi, blood, and force."
Chung Shen-soo rolled his eyes and cupped his fists: "Thanks for letting me win."
In reality, this old man was very good at fighting. Even when they exchanged blows just now, the Blood Dan in his body had not exploded yet.
Once he used his full strength, this old man was probably slightly stronger than Lan Wangchuan. He was indeed a true martial artist!
"There are many talented people in Jianghu …" Liu San's eyes lit up: "Friend Hua, what are you practicing?"
"White Bone Grappling Hand."
Chung Shen-soo replied.
Liu San paced a few rounds and seemed to have made up his mind: "If you win, I can give you the signboard of my dojo, but I can't give you this recommendation letter."
"Oh? I didn't expect this old man to be so kind. "
Chung Shen-soo nodded secretly.
If he had met Uncle Niu and knew about the shady dealings in the Martial Artist Association, Liu San's answer would only make people feel that he was suppressing the younger generation. But now, he was protecting him.
"Don't worry, I'm very interested in the test of official martial artists."
Chung Shen-soo smiled.
"It seems that you know something. That's right, you should know a little bit when you have practiced martial arts to this level …" Liu San touched his beard: "But I still can't give it to you … There is only one recommendation for an official martial artist every year. I've already given it to someone else."
"I see. Sorry to bother you."
Chung Shen-soo turned around and left.
In fact, even if he got the recommendation letter, he still wanted to participate in the competition.
How could he miss such a chance to be in the limelight?
As for what would happen to official martial artists, he didn't ask, because he knew that Liu San wouldn't say.
"Ah ah ah …"
After walking out of the door, Luo Xiaoqing, who was beside him, was speechless: "You should at least do a few punches like last time. Now the fans are saying that it's boring … We've suffered a huge loss this time. Not only are the gifts small, but I've also lost a lot of fans. "
Chung Shen-soo rolled his eyes: "Then what do you want? Do you want me to beat up an old man and broadcast it to you? Where's your integrity? "
"That kind of thing has been thrown away long ago."
Luo Xiaoqing answered seriously.
Although she said so, she still followed behind Chung Shen-soo without hesitation. Faint voices could be heard:
"Oh … I forgot to ask him to treat me to a meal. I haven't found a feast today."
"Hua, listen to me clearly. No matter how stupid I am, I won't be fooled by you a second time!"
…
Seeing that Chung Shen-soo had left, Ah Sang said: "This person is so young, but he actually has the strength of a martial artist. He's so powerful …"
Xiao Bo nodded: "In the future, I will also become an official martial artist like Master."
Slap!
As soon as he finished his words, he was slapped on the head by Liu San: "If you want to be like him, practice hard for another ten years … Besides, in our White Ape Sect, only one official martial artist is allowed in each generation. This is the rule."
Liu San looked very serious.
"Why? Official martial artists are treated so well. Master, you don't have to do anything, but you still have an annual salary of seven figures every year … "
Xiao Bo held his head, very puzzled.
Liu San had never liked to do commercial performances. He didn't accept apprentices because he didn't charge tuition fees. Without the support of the Martial Artist Association, this White Ape Martial Arts School would have been closed.
But for some reason, Master urged them to practice hard, but at the same time, he didn't allow them to join the Martial Artist Association.
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