I add points to my martial arts in the real world

Chapter 115 Is it too late to go now?

"No problem at all, he's very handsome."

Gong Yan looked at Qian Dong carefully, her eyes couldn't help but a flash of tenderness, and her tone was full of affirmation.

Qian Dong is not wearing a Taoist robe now, but a gray-white coarse cloth blouse and trousers, and cloth shoes. Gong Yan is not wearing a Taoist robe now, but clothes made of the same material as Qian's long coat, but more loose. , these clothes were purchased by Gong Yan from the mountain. After all, she is not a real Taoist priest, so it is inappropriate to always wear Taoist robes.

If Qian Dong was just ordinary gravel before practicing martial arts, he would be inconspicuous in the vast sea of ​​people.

Then after practicing martial arts, Qian Dong is like a piece of marble, with more perseverance.

After Leng Weapon Dzogchen and Yi Jin, Qian Dong felt a little like a jade, which was a confidence that radiated from the inside out. Now the introduction to Taoist Great Zhou Tian Gong has added some peace to him.

Even if he is smiling all the time, he can still attract attention when standing in the crowd. Although his appearance has not changed, he has become more attractive.

"Okay, let's go then."

It takes about half an hour to walk from the Taoist Temple to the main hall of the Wudang Sect, but this is the distance between Qian Dong and Gong Yan. They walk very fast, while Shi Xuan is a little reluctant. She does not have the body of the two of them. In order to take care of Shi Xuan, the two slowed down their pace and took almost four to ten minutes to reach their destination.

Qian Dong and Gong Yan have been here for a few days, but except for watching the sunrise on the first day, they spent the rest of the time in the Taoist temple. Today is the first time they have really visited Wudang Mountain.

There were almost no Taoist priests on the mountain, but there were many tourists. However, these people were only visiting the tourist area. Shi Xuan led the two of them quickly through the crowd and arrived at a conference venue.

Shi Xuan was the one leading the way along the way. When someone blocked the way, she went to negotiate. Shi Xuan was more comfortable than Qian Dong imagined. Many Taoist priests greeted her with smiles. For Qian Donghe who was traveling with her, Gong Yan also attracted a lot of attention.

"Wow, so many people."

Entering the venue, it was a large hall. Qian Dong couldn't help but sigh when he saw the people sitting inside.

"Well, of course there are more than 200 people from the Wudang Clan. In addition, there will be people from some Taoist temples around to watch the fun. In addition to the Wudang Clan, people from other Taoist temples will also come to participate, and there are also many people from the exchange group. , look, there are reporters filming in front, let’s go over there.”

Shi Xuan replied, and then led the two of them to a row of seats next to them.

"There are no tourists or spectators in today's exchange. Look at the stage in the middle, which is where the performance will be held later. There are some stools in front for those participating in the exchange and the association. Now we are doing These are the locations where some Taoist temples nearby come to visit.”

Shi Xuan made the introduction familiarly.

"How do you know so much?"

Gong Yan was a little curious.

"Hehe, of course we have a small circle. We in the college have a group. After graduation, we will be assigned to various Taoist temples. We will know what happens."

Shi Xuan was still a little proud as she spoke.

"This exchange group will have a four-day trip here. Yesterday was a visit, today is a performance, and tomorrow and the day after tomorrow is their internal exchange and negotiation." Shi Xuan was afraid that the two of them would not believe it, so she introduced the information she knew to herself. .

"Then what is the real purpose of these exchange groups?"

Qian Dong couldn't help but ask.

"Hey, what else could it be? These places need to open martial arts gyms. The name Wudang is very useful. These countries come here for exchanges. Tomorrow and the day after tomorrow they will discuss opening martial arts gyms in various places. Then they will borrow the name here. We will even arrange for some uncles to go overseas as coaches, etc. How complicated are things here?"

Shi Xuan's voice became much softer.

However, Qian Dong finally figured it out. It was said to be exchanges, but in fact, these exchange groups needed the reputation here to recruit students locally, and then the place also needed this to spread the reputation and gain benefits at the same time, so the two parties hit it off.

"Then they don't know how to compete in martial arts?"

Qian Dong asked what he was concerned about.

"I know this. There are still competitions now, but they are very few. I heard my grandpa say that the current martial arts competitions are divided into overt competition and covert competition. Open competition is actually like competing with fellow students, comparing moves and routines. This kind of competition is usually Performed by peers.

The hidden cut is usually an exchange between the older generation. They don't compare moves, they just do some push hands and the like. The competition is strength. After the push hands are finished, they shake hands and make peace, and they still do it behind closed doors. In this case No matter whether we win or lose, the harmony will not be hurt, and no outsiders will know.

In modern society, interests are the main priority, and no one is willing to fight life and death anymore. Win or lose in the exchanges of the younger generation has nothing to do with the sect, and the exchanges between the older generations have no life-or-death grudges. After pushing hands, both of them know the winner and will not do it again. entangled with each other. "

Only then did Gong Yan reveal some of the things she knew about this matter.

At this time, Qian Dong slowly recalled that he, Zhou Shiwu, Liu Pengcheng and Gong Yan, or going to the Foshan martial arts school to communicate were all competitions between juniors.

Mr. Gong and Mr. Mingwei competed with him more for teaching and guiding the younger generation than for swordsmanship. The only one who competed with the seniors was probably the mantis master Wang Yanzhou. That was because Mr. Wang Yanzhou no longer cared about reputation. His hands were itchy. If he were in the Wang family, Mr. Wang Yanzhou would never compete with him in person.

"Hey…"

Qian Dong thought about this and sighed in frustration. To be honest, he was a little disappointed. He didn't expect the reality to be like this.

"Husband, you don't need to sigh. In fact, all of this is understandable. The older generation is already old and has no further conditions and ideas, or has looked away. However, among the younger generation, there are still a few people who are willing to endure hardships and pursue It’s an illusory martial arts, especially now some people are questioning whether traditional martial arts is just fancy tricks, but hubby, I will always support you.”

Gong Yan saw why Qian Dong sighed, grabbed his hand and whispered.

While Qian Dong and the three were communicating, the audience was already full of people. People from associations, exchange groups, and Wudang were all seated. Two hosts in Taoist robes also came up to the stage.

Just when Qian Dong thought it was about to start, the host asked the leader to start speaking. He looked at the middle-aged man with a big belly who walked up. He was the leader of the association. Qian Dong saw that his steps were frivolous and his body reacted when he breathed. He knew that this was absolutely true. Not a martial arts practitioner, he couldn't help but twitch the corner of his mouth.

He has come to regret it now.

The leader of the association spoke, Master Wudang spoke, and the representative of the exchange group spoke. Qian Dong almost fell asleep when he heard it. He looked at each other with Gong Yan, both of them smiled bitterly, and read the same sentence in their eyes: Is it still too late to leave now?
(End of this chapter)