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Chapter 41 Nalan Yuanshu
Governor's Yamen.

A figure suddenly jumped up from the roof next to the yamen and fell into it.

Wherever it went, it avoided the sight of patrolling officers and soldiers with great skill, and even though its speed did not decrease, it did not attract any attention.

Tonight, the Governor was invited to attend a banquet hosted by the foreigners, so only Admiral Nalan Yuanshu stayed in the Governor's Office.

Unlike other civil officials, Nalan Yuanshu was a very experienced military man.

Although it was already night, he was not in a hurry to sleep. Instead, he walked around in the yard in his underwear.

For martial artists, sometimes doing a set of boxing to stretch their muscles is more comfortable than hugging a woman.

This represents a higher level of spiritual pursuit.

Although Nalan Yuanshu and Ip Man have the same face, they are of different ages and their boxing styles are very different, one from the north and the other from the south.

Ip Man's Wing Chun is a typical southern style of boxing, while Nalan Yuanshu's boxing is a more typical northern Changquan. He was transferred from the north to serve as an official in the local area.

The difference between northern and southern martial arts styles actually has a lot to do with the differences between the north and the south.

The northern plains are vast, so there is enough space to perform long bridges and big horses with dodging and moving around; the southern mountainous and rainy, so the boxing techniques mostly use short bridges and narrow horses, a stable lower body, and two-handed attacks, which can adapt to narrow spaces, muddy roads, and even shaking ships.

In short, southern fists and northern legs.

Nalan Yuanshu's punches were powerful, his arms were like two long whips, and his legs moved like knives and axes. His punches were powerful and strong, but also extremely steady.

The fist is whistling and the force is bursting.

The combination of movement and stillness is perfect.

He has already reached the state of great perfection and is only one step away from becoming a grandmaster.

If he had not been burdened by the responsibilities of his official position, his realm would have been no weaker than that of Huang Feihong, who had already become a master.

Realm and combat power cannot be completely equated. When a grandmaster in his later years is running out of energy and blood and is about to die, he will certainly not be able to beat an ordinary adult. Because even if he has all the skills and principles, he has no strength and speed, and he even walks unsteadily. It is a joke to talk about combat power.

However, realm will directly affect a person's upper limit of combat power.

The combat effectiveness of different people at the same level is affected differently by their talents.

For example, Hong Chen, with his incredibly powerful right arm, could easily kill a master with one punch at the great perfection level.

However, Nalan Yuanshu is very talented and his practical combat ability is not inferior to that of ordinary masters.

Hong Chen also nodded repeatedly as he watched.

It was not until Nalan Yuanshu finished his set of boxing and was closing his body with a breath that he clapped his hands gently.

"Good boxing skills."

Nalan Yuanshu's body trembled and he turned back suddenly.

His eyes are as sharp as arrows, and with his official aura, he naturally has extraordinary power.

Hong Chen walked forward while clapping, with a sincere smile on his face. There was no sign of abnormality, nor any trace of murderous intent.

This also made Nalan Yuanshu frown.

It is impossible for an ordinary person to sneak into the Governor's Office quietly. Similarly, it is impossible for an ordinary person to stand nearby for so long without being noticed.

With his mind racing, he clasped his fists and said, "Thank you for your compliment, Excellency. May I ask your advice?"

Hong Chen clasped his fists in return: "I am Hong Chen."

Nalan Yuanshu pondered over the name in his mind, but for a moment he could not find a matching person.

"I wonder what advice Master Hong has for you, since you came to visit me in the middle of the night?"

When Hong Chen was about two feet away from him, he stopped and looked into his eyes. He said, "I know you may be a good official, but unfortunately, my mission is to kill you."

Hearing this, Nalan Yuanshu narrowed his eyes, and a fierce light flashed in his pupils, but he did not shout or scream. Instead, he continued to ask calmly: "Why do you want to kill me?"

Hong Chen smiled and said, "It's probably not me who wants to kill you, but this world that is in urgent need of change."

As soon as these words came out, Nalan Yuanshu shouted sternly: "You are a traitor?!" Hong Chen actually hoped that he could be a traitor, but unfortunately he did not have that much energy. God knew how many worlds he would have to travel through in the future, and he would not be able to rebel at all.

"Not really." Hong Chen shook his head. "I respect your extraordinary martial arts, so I don't want to assassinate you. You and I will fight tonight to determine who is better and who lives and dies. How do you think?"

"Oh! If I shout loudly, soldiers will come to surround you immediately and take you down easily. Why should I take the risk and fight you alone?" Nalan Yuanshu said coldly.

Hong Chen also chuckled and took out something from his waist.

A pistol.

From an unknown officer on a British warship.

"Then let's see whether your reinforcements come faster or my bullets are faster."

The booming development of hot weapons has had a great impact on the inheritance of martial arts.

The masters who used to be able to charge back and forth on the battlefield can only sigh when facing guns.

Compared with the foundation laid from a young age and decades of hard training, the value of a gun is simply shockingly low.

Therefore, many people who practice martial arts are hostile to hot weapons.

Take Huang Feihong for example. Maybe he wouldn't say it, but if any of his disciples dared to talk about guns in front of him, they would be scolded.

Hong Chen's attitude is naturally better, because he knows how thermal weapons will develop in the future.

There is a joke: How can you be called a master if you have a gun but don’t use martial arts?
So, he would not refuse to use a gun to solve the problem.

but.

Hong Chen also believes that he will go to a world with a higher limit on individual martial power in the future. Therefore, he will not give up on honing his abilities.

Take Nalan Yuanshu as an example. If you are willing to fight with me, I will kill you with martial arts. If you are not willing to fight, I will kill you with bullets.

This is not a multiple-choice question.

Nalan Yuanshu, who was being pointed at by the gun, felt an inexplicable crisis, as if his weaknesses were being firmly locked.

If the person using the gun was really an ordinary person, perhaps he could still fight back, but at the moment, he was not sure he could dodge at such a close distance.

The power of a musket also depends on the person who uses it.

"Okay, I'll fight you."

Nalan Yuanshu regulated his breathing and started to fight.

Hong Chen put away his gun, turned around, walked to the wall, and kicked out a long stick with his leg.

Nalan Yuanshu caught it steadily.

"You are good at stick fighting, so let's use stick fighting to decide life and death." As he said that, Hong Chen also picked up a long stick.

Nalan Yuanshu was increasingly unable to figure out Hong Chen's strengths. After changing his stance with the stick, he was not in a hurry to attack and took the initiative to say, "Please!"

"Please!" As soon as Hong Chen finished speaking, he quickly moved forward.

He rushed forward with the stick in both hands, and after closing the distance, he suddenly changed to one hand. The long stick accelerated suddenly and pointed at Nalan Yuanshu's chest from a distance.

Nalan Yuanshu's eyes were bright, and he immediately swung his stick and swept it across, knocking Hong Chen's stick tip to the left, and then launched a counterattack instantly.

He took steady steps and swept his long stick to Hong Chen's right side.

Hong Chen quickly grabbed the stick back, switched from one hand to both hands, and used the stick to block.

Nalan Yuanshu immediately swept to the left, followed by a head-on strike and a body-lift strike, all in one go.

This set of left, right, up and down combos may seem simple, but they are actually powerful and fierce, with natural transitions.

"What a great set of four-door sticks!" Hong Chen praised.

"You still have the energy to talk. It seems that my stick skills are not strong enough!" Nalan Yuanshu said, without stopping his hands for a moment, and even faster!

(End of this chapter)