The Sims of the Realms

Chapter 8 My Grand Master Master
"Master?"

Relevant memories instinctively emerged in his mind, and Lin Weiran immediately remembered the identity of the old man, the famous master of Xiangjiang, Ip Man.

"My master is Ip Man?"

My master master?Wonderful!
This is not the so-called Tianhu start.

Three days ago, I had just dealt with Uncle Jiu, the head of the well-known Novice Village at Qidian, but I didn't expect to have an encounter with another famous "village head" so soon.

Iron Ip Man, the protagonist of flowing water...

"Wei Ran, why don't you join the ranks now!"

While Lin Weiran was in a daze, someone suddenly shouted, the voice was not loud, the voice was obviously lowered, and it turned out to be a cover.

See how skilled he is,

Obviously not the first time.

It feels like a roommate signing in for you.

"Brother, thank you!"

Lin Weiran nodded to Huang Dunliang and thanked, in the Wing Chun martial arts, who doesn't know that the big brother Huang Dunliang is the most honest and kind.

Everyone present didn't approve of the elder brother. In the memory of his predecessor, there were very few elder brothers who took care of him.

"Xiao Linzi, I thought you were really going to leave. After all, you practiced kung fu for a year, but you were beaten by a newcomer...haha!"

"What does this have to do with me!"

Lin Weiran's expression was as usual. How could the shame of his predecessor have anything to do with him? Could what Lu Xun did be blamed on Zhou Shuren?
Liang Ting: "???"

He suddenly found that this fellow had a thick skin.

"But speaking of it, what exactly has my predecessor been doing for a year? Such food?" Lin Weiran recalled briefly.

The number of times the predecessor came to the martial arts gym is actually very few, and he only spent three days fishing and two days drying the net, so he could learn nothing.

All I can say is, it deserves it!

"Don't chat with those in the back!"

At this moment, Ye Wen's voice suddenly sounded, feeling like being called by name, Lin Weiran hurriedly closed his mouth and punched according to the memory of his predecessor.

The predecessor does not have much memory of Wing Chun, but it is worth mentioning that the set of moves that everyone is practicing has been fully practiced by the predecessor.

The basic routine of Wing Chun boxing, Siu Nim Tou.

Master Yip Man will repeatedly emphasize one sentence to every new disciple: if a small thought is not correct, it will be a lifetime.

Martial arts, as a technique used by a warrior, includes the warrior's inner character, thoughts, and external performance of words and deeds.

Most of the well-known boxing styles will have their own set, which belongs to the inner spirit of their own boxing style, such as Xingyiquan three-body posture, Taijiquan Chen's old frame...

The general feature is that it is easy to learn but difficult to master.

Xiao Nim Tou is the most basic routine of Wing Chun, and almost everyone knows it, but very few people can practice the essence.

The predecessor was obviously a big bastard.

"This slap in the face...it's too bad!" Looking at Xiaonian of Ye Man in front of him, and then at himself, he pressed his hands back and forth, blocked his hands, waved his hands, rested his hands, suffocated his hands, etc. in a mess...

Nothing has its form, but no spirit.

If you can practice kung fu, no one will believe it!

"Okay! Finish your work, let's spread out and prepare for sparring!" Ye Wen said to everyone energetically, and then walked aside.

This part is the task of the big brother.

Seeing everyone practicing in an orderly manner, Ye Wen nodded. The appearance of Wing Chun Martial Arts is still good, and most of the people are full of enthusiasm.

Only a few fish eyes mixed in the beads...

Ye Wen couldn't help but glance over someone, Lin Weiran felt a pair of sharp eyes swept over him, but they disappeared soon.

Lin Weiran looked left and right, but no one practiced with him. Brother Liang was quite willing to practice with Lin Weiran, but his predecessor was too good.

Liang Ting felt that it was not enough.

"Brother, let's practice!"

The big brother said to Lin Weiran in harmony,
"Thank you senior brother!" Lin Weiran was naturally happy. Although Ip Man could not personally guide him, it would be great to have senior senior brother give advice.

"Let's split it!"

Huang Dunliang's care for Lin Weiran was obvious, he only practiced the most basic moves, so that he wouldn't be regarded as a bastard, and he could learn something.

However, to Huang Dunliang's surprise,
Lin Weiran seems to have great hand strength today!

I looked at him twice more, and he was even a bit small and strong. Before he knew it, he was so tall, but he couldn't make progress in martial arts.

"Don't go to the red-light district in the future. It will hurt your body. People who practice martial arts are taboo to drink and sex. Now is the time for you to grow your body."

Huang Dunliang said something unexpectedly.

Lin Weiran quickly quibbled,
"I don't, I'm not, don't talk nonsense!"

"Senior brother understands everything. I didn't say that I wouldn't let you go there. Ahem, I just want to be more restrained." Huang Dunliang said solemnly.

……

Half an hour later, bang bang!
Ye Wen clapped his hands to signal everyone to stop.

"What is kung fu?"

"Kungfu is honed with time!"

Ye Wen calmed down and walked slowly to the side of the tree. He didn't see how he was preparing. In an instant, he punched the tree trunk straight like the wind.

Just a muffled sound!
The trunk trembled slightly, the leaves rattled and trembled, and there was obviously a punch hole on the trunk, but Ye Wen was still calm and composed.

"This punch, decades of effort!

"Can you stop it?"

"Can't stop it!"

Several disciples who were close shook their heads quickly.

Ye Wen stood with his hands behind his back, with the demeanor of a master.

"Damn it! Being pretended by Master..."

Lin Weiran pouted, then froze for a moment,
These words seem familiar, right?
"Junior brother, what do you think will happen if this punch hits you?" The elder brother raised an eyebrow at Lin Weiran and asked.

"I think it's okay to ask Master for 500 yuan, right?" Lin Weiran blinked and said.

"What five hundred..."

He reacted in the next second.

"You kid wants to blackmail Master!"

Huang Dunliang said with a suppressed smile.

On the other side, Grandmaster Ye Wen stood with his hands behind his back, the corners of his mouth trembled undetectably, and he heard something with his hearing.

"This bastard!"

……

"Master's Inch Fist is really superb. If I can practice to this level, I won't be directly invincible."

Liang Ting said with fiery eyes: "Senior brother, it seems that we need to find an opportunity to compete with those people from the martial arts hall."

Huang Dunliang glared and said: "Be honest, you can just spar with your own people, what should you do if you are in trouble with other martial arts?"

"My own people are boring!"

"Oh? Then I will practice with you?"

Huang Dunliang said jokingly.

"Next time, next time..." Liang Ting said with a sneer.

……

"The following is a demonstration of several fighting skills for everyone. It is some experience I have exchanged abroad. Who is willing to be a demonstration?"

Ye Wen looked around and asked.

"I!"

"I can!"

"Master, I can do it!"

"Let me go, Master!"

Everyone is enthusiastic about learning martial arts.

Ye Wen was very pleased: "Everyone is very active, that's good, that's you, Lin Weiran, stand in front of me."

Lin Weiran: "???"

Pointing to his nose, Lin Weiran repeatedly confirmed, and finally confirmed that Ye Wen called him, it really was a long time before the clouds were covered with grass, unprecedented!
Eldest brother finds it strange.

"Master didn't hear it, did he?"

Looking at Lin Weiran, Ye Wen lightly punched Lin Weiran, and Lin Weiran fell to the ground. Ye Wen continued, grabbing his collar.

"At this time, what should you do?"

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(End of this chapter)