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Peng's Martial Arts.

Zhao Xinchuan in the yard watched Li En's departure calmly, and waved his hand until Li En disappeared from sight, and left from where he was.

"Eldest brother, that person is gone."

Just a few steps away, the martial arts disciple who led Li En in ran over, said to Zhao Xinchuan, and then asked with some doubts: "Brother, I think he came with money, you Why don't you accept him, is he also a rotten person?"

The disciple asked curiously. Under normal circumstances, the martial arts hall accepts disciples very casually, as long as they have money, and the so-called apprenticeship is just toasting a cup of tea, and then practicing martial arts and boxing with the public to keep fit.

For ordinary disciples, they can't learn real things at all. Even if they practice hard, they can at most practice one punch that is not bad for ordinary people.

The truly amazing things are always in the hands of the master's true disciples, and ordinary people have no qualifications or access to learn them.

In fact, those disciples who are apprentices also know this, but even though they know it, it doesn't affect them paying money to learn martial arts.

Because, sometimes paying money is not for the core true inheritance that is impossible to learn, but for an identity.

With the identity of a Peng-style Taijiquan disciple, people in the Jianghu will have to weigh it up when they want to do something to you. It is equivalent to having a backer, and there will be a way to solve some problems in life in the future.

Therefore, these talents know that they can't learn the real thing, and they report to the martial arts school one by one to pay the tuition fee. To put it bluntly, this is a kind of alternative protection fee.

But among these people, only Zhao Xinchuan is an exception, but all the martial arts disciples he handles will not accept you as long as they have paid the tuition fee and have no major troubles, and it depends on whether the other party is a bad person.

This rotten person includes gamblers and smokers.

As long as the two are the same, as long as the serious ones are serious, no matter how much they pay, Zhao Xinchuan will not accept it. This is well known. At first, everyone was puzzled, but as time passed, I found that the things I encountered in the martial arts gym were far less than other martial arts gyms. More will agree.

Unlike other martial arts gyms, as long as there is no major trouble on their body and the money is paid, then no matter who he is, he will accept it. In this way, there will be more people who sign up, but there will be more troubles.

Although the existence of the martial arts school is to protect the disciples, they are not afraid of troubles, but if there are too many ants to kill elephants, too many troubles can crush people to death. If all kinds of troubles come one after another, no matter what troubles will cause a big loss to a gang.

There are fewer things to do in the martial arts gym, and everyone has fewer hands-on actions, so they suffer fewer injuries. With fewer injuries, life will be more stable and life will be more exciting. Therefore, I am very grateful to everyone in Li En who made this step by himself. .

Therefore, this is also the reason why Zhao Xinchuan's reputation and prestige in the martial arts hall is getting higher and higher, even the son of the master master Peng Ganwu can't compare!

This disciple also saw that Li Enqi Yuxuanang who just arrived didn't look like a rotten person. Logically speaking, Zhao Xinchuan should have accepted it directly, but he didn't, so he asked this question out of doubt.

Otherwise, with Zhao Xinchuan's prestige in the martial arts school, let alone not accepting a disciple, it would be fine for them to slash someone with a knife.

Guarantee that whoever is cut will be cut, without hesitation.

"Well, I see, let's go practice martial arts."

Zhao Xinchuan looked at this disciple and said with a gentle smile: "I don't accept him because he has the skills. If he is accepted, it would be bad for us. He would be an undercover agent, so he will be confiscated. One thing more is worse than one thing less."

"Hey, that's the way it is. I knew that senior brother must be thoughtful, so please do your work first. I'm going to practice boxing."

The disciple smiled and nodded upon hearing this, then turned and ran away.

Zhao Xinchuan smiled lightly, shook his head, and then went back to his room and closed the door to start practicing slowly, realizing the profound meaning of Tai Chi.

Zhao Xinchuan naturally knows better than anyone whether he has taught Li En Kung Fu, but why he should teach Li En Kung Fu is actually just a matter of Zhao Xinchuan's whim.

As for why he didn't accept Li En's money——Zhao Xinchuan believed that Li En's promise would definitely bring him far more value than money.

As the senior disciple of the Peng Family Boxing Gym, Zhao Xinchuan was not short of money, but was more interested in making friends with such a Taoist priest with such an amazing internal energy.

He couldn't help thinking, if he had Li En's qi, or if Li En had such a strong use of qi and huge combat experience, could Master be his opponent?

"call……"

Zhao Xinchuan let out a deep breath, then shook his head with a wry smile. As the day of the martial arts competition with his master got closer, it became more and more difficult for him to calm down.

After thinking about it, Zhao Xinchuan shook his head with a smile.

"Zhao Xinchuan, Zhao Xinchuan, he is your master, not your enemy. What are you afraid of in a martial arts contest with him? Even if you usually hide your strength, it's fine to show it to your master when you fight. People in Jianghu hide their strength so that they won't let it go. Isn’t it right for people to find out what’s true and what’s not, and it’s okay to let their master know what’s true.”

Zhao Xinchuan couldn't help laughing and talking to himself, thinking secretly.

For a seasoned warrior, it is a very stupid and dangerous thing to fully reveal one's ultimate strength. The most fearful thing for anyone is that the enemy will fully know your true and false.

Therefore, unless there is a life-and-death duel, many people in the Jianghu will hide their hands when fighting with others, or they will use their unique skills, or they will not use their full strength.

For Jianghu people, it is a big taboo for people to know their actual strength.

But Zhao Xinchuan felt that it was nothing for his master to know about this kind of thing, and as a disciple who took over the martial arts gym, it was okay to show the truth to the master before taking over the martial arts gym.

Thinking of this, Zhao Xinchuan couldn't help nodding his head slightly, and then his expression became serious, and he devoted all his energy and thoughts to the realization of [Taijiquan].

"It's better not to think about it too much. We will discuss with the master soon. This time the discussion is not a small one, but it is related to the inheritance of the position of the master. I must work hard and treat it with caution. I don't want to let the master down at the last moment."

Zhao Xinchuan thought to himself, if he didn't show his strength enough at that time, he would be unhappy even if the master passed the position to him, wouldn't he?
"Master is getting older, it's better to let him down less and make him happier."

Zhao Xinchuan secretly made up his mind, secretly worked harder to understand [Tai Chi] but what Zhao Xinchuan who understood Tai Chi did not see was another scene.

Time moved forward, when Zhao Xinchuan had just sent that disciple away.

"sip……"

By the window, Peng Ganwu watched Zhao Xinchuan leave slowly with a teacup in his hand. He didn't smile until he left, and put the window down casually.

Looking back, a young man in black was sitting on a chair with his legs crossed in boredom.

"Look, any disciple is so respectful to him, if he really takes over the martial arts school in the future, there is still a place for you here?"

Peng Ganwu looked at his son Peng Qizi, frowned, and couldn't help saying: "At that time, no one will know that this martial arts gym is our Peng family's martial arts gym. When I leave tomorrow, who will listen to you?" of?"

"Father, I don't care who he listens to me. Senior brother is so good and capable. If he becomes a martial arts school, he will definitely be able to develop the martial arts school better. The good money for the development of the martial arts school will make more money. Didn’t I spend so much money back then?”

Peng Qizi waved his hands indifferently, and couldn't help but smile when he remembered the scene after speaking: "I don't care if he listens to me, as long as I have money, whoever I want to listen to of."

After finishing speaking, Peng Qizi chuckled, stood up from the chair leisurely, and didn't even touch the tea on the table: "Father, if it's okay, I'm leaving. I'm waiting to go out and play."

After finishing speaking, Peng Qizi turned his head and was about to leave.

Peng Ganwu squinted his eyes as he watched his son's back, and swung the teacup in his hand.

"Shh..."

"Ouch."

The teacup was obviously made of ceramics, but it looked elegant like a swallow, but it flew in front of Peng Qizi extremely fast, and hit him on the forehead, causing Peng Qizi to fall down with an oops.

That's not all, some of the water in the teacup spilled out, and all of it was poured on Peng Qizi's head, and his face was covered with flowers.

"Whoosh..."

After doing all this, the teacup flew into Peng Ganwu's hand again as if it had a spirituality. Peng Ganwu looked at his son who was stunned like a drowned chicken, chuckled, walked slowly to the table and poured himself another cup of tea .

For an adult, it is not easy to fall all of a sudden, plus a glass of water was poured.

Peng Ganwu quickly wiped the water from his face, sat on the ground in a daze for a while, and then couldn't help but turned around and shouted to Peng Ganwu: "Father, if you don't let me go, don't let me go, why beat me. "

"If I don't let you go, you won't go, so why don't you try to force your way out by yourself."

Peng Ganwu took a sip of tea, looked at Peng Qizi, and said calmly.

"Your martial arts are so much better than mine, why should I go out if you don't want me to go out?"

Peng Qizi got up from the ground and couldn't help shouting.

"Boom."

Hearing what his son said, Peng Ganwu put down the teacup suddenly, frightened Peng Qizi, and quickly turned his head to look, but Peng Ganwu narrowed his eyes and looked at him with hatred: "You still know my martial arts?" I'm taller than you, if I don't want you to walk away, I won't be able to walk away."

"My martial arts are higher than yours. Usually, when I don't care about this door, you can come out as soon as you think of it. But someday I don't want you to go out, but you can't get out, because you can't resist."

Peng Ganwu stared at his son: "Let me ask you, if Zhao Xinchuan doesn't want you to live one day, can you live?"

Peng Qizi had a stalk in his neck, and turned his head away.

"When a person is stronger than you, you can do whatever you want if he doesn't care, but if he cares, you will never be able to do it. You have no room to resist, because you are controlled by others .”

Peng Ganwu narrowed his eyes and took a sip from his teacup: "If you want to live comfortably, you can live comfortably depending on other people's moods?"

Peng Qizi froze for a moment, then slowly turned around, nodded to his father, then turned and left.

Peng Ganwu snorted, splashed the warm water in the teacup, and poured it on Peng Qizi's head again.

"Oh, Dad, I understand, why are you still pouring water on me?"

Peng Qizi jumped up. Fortunately, the temperature of the water was not high. He was just taken aback, but he still couldn't help complaining and said to Li En.

"Seeing that you are not happy, who made you so stupid, such a simple truth is only understood now."

Peng Ganwu poured himself another cup of tea indifferently, and Peng Qizi hopped around. Just as he was about to say goodbye, he saw Peng Ganwu raise his hand again, and he was shocked again: "What are you doing again? Well."

"I'm leaving, don't you know to tell your father?"

Peng Ganwu stared, and Peng Qizi shrank his neck: "Oh, Dad, I'm leaving."

"Where?"

Peng Ganwu stared again.

"Go and change!"

Seventh Peng looked bitter.

Peng Ganwu paused and raised his hand to scare Peng Qizi to tremble. He just bowed his hands and asked him to leave: "Go and ask Aunt Liu to change your clothes for you."

"Ai……"

Peng Qizi curled his lips and ran away quickly.

Only Peng Ganwu shook his head, took a sip of tea, looked back at the direction where Zhao Xinchuan left and smiled lightly: "Your talent is not as high as I imagined, I thought you had already comprehended [Jiulong Hebi], but I didn't think you hadn't." .”

"If you comprehend [Nine Dragons Combined], wouldn't you be able to sense that the master who also comprehended [Nine Dragons Combined] is looking at you?"

After finishing speaking, Peng Ganwu drank the tea calmly, and left leisurely with his hands behind his back.

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Li En came out of the house just after breakfast.

Walking all the way to the martial arts hall is just a waste of food. I originally planned to spend a day in the martial arts hall, but unexpectedly, such an unexpected thing happened, so that Li En was busy now when he came out of the martial arts hall , it was almost morning outside.

Facing the morning sun, he walked towards [Liuqing Newspaper Office]. Li En saw newsboys carrying bags running around selling newspapers before he walked a few steps. The difference was that, unlike before, Li En noticed that these newsboys were carrying All the newspapers here were replaced by newspapers from [Liuqing Newspaper Office].

"Selling the newspaper, selling the newspaper, a genius in the literary world, Mr. [All Heavens] has created a legendary chapter, some people are cultivating immortals, and some are flying with swords..."

The newsboy was working hard to promote things about the world of cultivating immortals, especially some words that could arouse people's imagination, and he kept saying it.

It can be seen that from time to time, there are people on the side of the road with a look on their faces. They became curious and bought a copy directly. Li En observed it and found that on average, two or three people would buy it every two steps. Can't help but nodded with satisfaction.

"It looks pretty good."