Siheyuan: Baji heirs never forget

Chapter 39 Bajiquan Versus Western Martial Arts
Seeing Xu Damao's panicked look, Xin Zhao guessed that the fire might have stopped yesterday.

However, although He Yuzhu didn't learn well with his throat held together, this must be the case.Even the stone last night smashed a few bowls at most, and the broken pot didn't look like it was broken recently.

Xin Zhao has been reading a lot of books recently, including a lot of detective knowledge. He can tell after just one look at the pot.

That is to say, the people in the yard were angry with Xu Damao's wife, otherwise Xu Damao would be accused of frame-up.

After breakfast, Zhao Xin and his family went out together. The subdistrict office and the steel rolling mill were in the same direction.After riding a tricycle and delivering his wife and four children to the street office, Zhao Xin walked to the steel rolling mill to work.

After drinking a cup of West Lake Longjing in the office, Xin Zhao started reading again.

But today he was reading a martial arts-related book, which introduced fighting techniques in the Western world.

Although Xin Zhao thought that he would have no problem dealing with the challenger who returned from the outside, a warrior still emphasizes knowing oneself and the enemy to survive a hundred battles.

At eleven o'clock, senior brother Wang Heren came over, gave Zhao Xin his instructor's certificate, and told him the specific date.His master will come to pick him up in person this Thursday, and then they will go to the training camp together.

It was the first time for his elder brother to come to the rolling mill. As the landlord, Zhao Xin took Wang Heren around for a while, and treated them to dinner at lunch time. He Yuzhu cooked the dishes himself.

In the distance, Xu Damao watched Xin Zhao having dinner with others, a sneer flashed in his eyes, and he thought, "Xin Zhao, how long can you stay in the director's position?"

He hurriedly finished the food on the plate and walked out immediately.

Xu Damao is a projectionist. Even without his own job, he is still very idle.

At this moment, he first went to the report box of the steel rolling mill, took out two report letters from his pocket and stuffed them directly.

One was written by him a long time ago, and the other was written by him after collecting some materials recently.

The former reported it to He Yuzhu. This idiot took things from the canteen to the house every day to help the widow. It couldn't be easier to catch.

The other letter was naturally to report Zhao Xin. Zhao Xin did not accept gifts very much and was very popular in the factory. He was just giving the report letter here as a try.

To get Xin Zhao, you still have to vote outside.

Xu Damao left the steel rolling mill, walked to the police station first, and submitted another report letter outside the police station.

"Xin Zhao, why did you offend me and marry the daughter of a capitalist?" A smile flashed across Xu Damao's face. He also wanted to go to the Commercial Administration Bureau to invest. This unit specializes in 'managing' capitalists.

Xu Damao was running around the capital, while Zhao Xin was sitting in his office reading peacefully.

The big brother not only brought documents and specific information, but also a copy of the opponent's information.

The opponent's name is Yu Zhennan. He is 31 years old. He just returned to China at the beginning of this year. Before that, he stayed in the beautiful country. He is 180cm tall and weighs an estimated 150 kilograms. He has clear muscle lines and should have a lot of explosive power.

These data were compiled by his master and given to him. As for the fighting skills this person practiced, his master didn't know. After all, he was a Chinese from outside.

Without thinking much, Xin Zhao continued to read the Theory of Relativity.Anyway, Western fighting techniques are definitely inseparable from their original appearance, which emphasizes speed, time and distance, that is, short-term wolf-style attacks.

In the twinkling of an eye, it took two days, these two days Xu Damao was in a good mood, every time he entered the yard he greeted the third master with a smiley face, as if he was spreading the news of his return to Xin Zhao in the East Wing.

This morning, while everyone was at work, Zhao Xin got into a military vehicle outside the courtyard.

Just when everyone was still confused, Xu Damao's face was filled with joy and he couldn't help but laugh.

The third uncle who was riding his bicycle to get ready for work stopped the bike and asked, "Why are you laughing?"

"It's nothing, I just didn't expect that Zhao Xin would be where he is today. Let's see how he can be the workshop director after joining the bureau." Xu Damao smiled and said: "Third uncle, we should interact less with people like this in the future, and keep our families apart." , so as not to get involved."

Xu Damao walked away in a hurry, while the third uncle looked thoughtful.

"Xin Zhao has been arrested? If not, I have to talk to Jie Cheng..." The third uncle rode his bicycle to the steel rolling mill first. He wanted to tell Yan Jiecheng the situation to avoid being really implicated.

In the military vehicle, Xin Zhao and his master sat in the back, while the senior brother sat in the passenger seat.

"Master, is there any taboo on doing something today? Is it better to stay in bed for a year or half a month?" Xin Zhao asked. "Three months, that person is too arrogant." Wang Zhenyuan said lightly.

"Okay." Xin Zhao nodded in agreement.

Afterwards, Xin Zhao began to close his eyes and rest his mind, and the warrior gathered strength. The person who could allow his master to ask him to dispatch must not be a simple person, he had to enter the state in advance.

Silently all the way, the car drove out of the city and arrived at the military camp at the foot of Balcony Mountain.

This is the training ground of the Third Battalion. In fact, my master has been in charge of military training projects for a long time. The guy who returned from the beautiful country actually challenged his master directly.

My master didn't say it, but there must be some bets here, such as who will be the bishop.

When the military vehicle arrived at the military camp, Zhao Xin followed his master out of the vehicle. When the soldiers in the military camp saw their master, they all called him Master Wang, showing great respect.

After waiting for about 10 minutes, Yu Zhennan also got out of the car.

"Good morning, Mr. Wang." Yu Zhennan stretched out his right hand.

Wang Zhenyuan frowned, but did not stretch out his right hand. Instead, he cupped his fist and said, "Little brother, it's better to clasp your fist. Don't break the rules and anger your ancestors!"

"Ha, Master Wang heard that you are planning to put your apprentice to death. I will be more serious in case..."

"It's okay, I won't do it lightly." Xin Zhao answered.

"You two, let's compete in a martial arts competition, don't be tit for tat." At this time, an officer hurried over. He was the commander of the third battalion, also named Wang.

"Master Wang." The officer came over to greet Wang Zhenyuan first. The two shook hands and talked. It was obvious that they had a good relationship.

"Yu Zhennan, do you really want to challenge? Being an instructor is not just about strength?" The officer looked at Yu Zhennan with a hint of warning in his eyes.

"Of course it's duel (challenge). When I return to China, I want to pass on the profound martial arts back to the country. As for Bajiquan and other traditional martial arts, they should be swept into the trash heap of history."

"Yu Zhennan, the officers and men of the army do not understand English. Please speak less foreign languages." The officer looked at Wang Zhennan and said, "Master Wang, look."

"Where is Xin Zhao?" Wang Zhenyuan looked at Xin Zhao.

"Then let's get started. There are still training programs today, so we can't delay training." Xin Zhao said.

"Okay." The two of them moved to the competition ground, and the surrounding soldiers were also summoned.

Martial arts competitions in the military are normal, but today's competition is different. It is a competition between Bajiquan, which has the reputation of "the eight extremes of martial arts determine the world" among domestic martial arts, and Western fighting techniques.

When the officer saw everyone gathered, he spoke: "You all know Master Wang. He has always been a martial arts instructor in our army and has taught many elite fighters who are powerful in martial arts. Today's challenger is named Yu Zhennan, who practices Western fighting skills, will compete with Master Wang’s disciple Zhao Xin. Everyone, please watch and learn well."

"Come on, you two," the officer called.

Zhao Xin went to the competition ground, but Yu Zhennan brought up a big box.

He took out two sets of protective gear from inside, and threw one set of protective gear to Xin Zhao.

"Zhaoxin, I know you are poor, so I specially brought two sets of protection..."

"Bang." Xin Zhao kicked the protective gear away and hit Yu Zhennan's head. Yu Zhennan raised his hand to block.

"You made a sneak attack?" Yu Zhennan pointed angrily at Xin Zhao and yelled.

"This is to be an instructor in the army, not your Western martial arts competition. Don't worry, Mr. Yu, you will just stay in bed for three months."

Yu Zhennan looked at the officer: "Battle Commander Wang?"

"This is a military competition, there is no protective gear." Battalion Commander Wang's face was also a little gloomy, how could this man be assigned as an instructor by his superiors.

(End of this chapter)