A trip to the second dimension

"I just came to Hong Kong yesterday. How was your rest?"

Inside Ip Man's Wing Chun martial arts school, he was wearing a short jacket with a front opening. Although he was dressed like a martial artist, he still looked elegant and easy-going.

"It's OK, but some neighbors were noisy and I didn't sleep well."

Xiang Wang smiled, but his eyes were curious about the situation around the martial arts school.

Ip Man's Wing Chun martial arts school is in a somewhat old building. The entire fifth floor on the top floor is their territory. It looks like the area is actually not small.

Although it is still early, the students in the martial arts school have come here to practice martial arts. Several Ip Man apprentices with good qualifications hit the wooden man pile with a bang.

Xiang Wang's arrival also attracted the attention of these martial arts students. While practicing martial arts, he would occasionally sneak a glance here.

"Haha, that may be because you didn't choose the right location. But the society is a bit chaotic recently, so you should pay more attention to yourself. If you need any help, just let me know." Ye Wen crossed his legs, but he was straight, not sloppy, but with a majestic master's demeanor.

"Well, we don't recruit everyone here. You go there first and try, I'll see your situation."

Ye Wen took a box of cigarettes from the glass round table next to him, took out one and lit it for himself.

Holding the cigarette, Ye Wen shouted to the group of martial arts students: "Ali!"

"Hey! Master!"

A tall young man who looked a little honest hurried over. He was Xu Li, the eldest disciple under Ye Wen.

"Practice with him."

Ye Wen waved his hand casually.

"Eh? Me?" Xu Li waved his hands and said, "No, no, I don't care about my strength. You just came to the martial arts hall and haven't learned anything yet. What if I hurt you?"

"I told you to practice with him, so practice with him. Don't look down on him. You may not be able to beat him."

Ye Wen took a puff of cigarette and cursed with a smile.

"Oh, okay, I know, Master."

Xu Li scratched his head, then looked at Xiwang again, clasped his fists, and said, "Little brother, please teach me."

"Okay, please teach me."

Xiwang didn't understand the meaning of the fist-clasping ceremony, but he could probably guess a thing or two, so he imitated Xu Li's movements and returned the ceremony.

"This way, please."

Xu Li led Xiwang to an open area in the martial arts hall, ten meters away from Ye Wen, so that the fight between the two of them would not disturb the master.

Seeing that the eldest brother and the younger brother who might be the future were going to fight, the other disciples who were practicing martial arts next to them stopped practicing martial arts, formed a semicircle, and began to watch the excitement.

Ye Wen was very open-minded and did not say anything about this.

"Little brother, you attack first."

Xu Li spread out his three-fold guard, sat on the horse and swayed the sheep, and had already taken the Wing Chun Xiao Nian Tiao starting posture.

"Okay, then you be careful."

Xiwang raised his fists, took a step forward, and immediately hit Xu Li's head with a straight punch!

Due to Xiwang's height, this punch was hit at an upward angle!

Xu Li's left hand was subconsciously thinking of pushing to the side. Originally, he could directly push away the punch, and then his right fist cut in along the center line and hit Xiwang with one punch.

But as soon as he made contact, Xu Li found that Xiwang's punch was too fast and powerful, so he immediately stopped his legs, raised his chin and leaned back, and barely avoided Xiwang's punch with his height advantage.

But just after dodging a punch, Xiwang had already approached him the next second, and hit Xu Li's abdomen with an uppercut with his right hand, which made him bend over and his face flushed.

"That's enough, no need to continue."

Ye Wen had guessed that Xiwang might be quite strong, but Xu Li couldn't even take his move, which still surprised Ye Wen a little.

Even Ye Wen was surprised, not to mention the disciples watching nearby, who stared at Xiwang with their eyes wide open.

"Go try that sandbag."

Ye Wen held a cigarette between his fingers and pointed to a large sandbag hanging behind Xiwang.

"Okay, do you want to test your strength?"

Xiwang asked, and when Ye Wen nodded, he turned and walked towards the large sandbag behind him.

Looking at the sandbag, Hope supported it with his hand, turned his head and saw the group of martial arts disciples standing behind the sandbag. He smiled and waved at them, saying, "Well, everyone, please move aside for a moment. I'm afraid I'll hit you."

The group of disciples were confused, but they all moved aside to clear the space behind the sandbag.

Hope smiled at them, then looked at the big sandbag in front of him and raised his right fist.

"Ha!"

With a loud shout, Hope used all his strength and punched the big sandbag in front of him!

The power far exceeded that of Captain America, so Hope's punch directly blew up the sandbag!

Under the huge force, the sandbag broke the iron chain hanging on it, rolled and flew out!

Sprinkling a piece of sand in the air, the half-flattened sandbag flew more than ten meters away, and "banged" against the wall behind it before falling to the ground.

Looking at the effect of Hope's punch, the scene suddenly became silent.

Except for Ip Man who remained calm, everyone else was stunned and could not come back to their senses.

"Damn it! You are so powerful, why do you still practice Wing Chun?!"

Although the group of disciples did not say this, Ye Wen had seen this meaning in their eyes.

Turning his head and smiling at Xiwang, Ye Wen crushed the cigarette he had smoked into the ashtray beside him, stood up, and said with a smile: "Get ready, I will become your disciple in the afternoon. A Li, take A Wang to meet his fellow disciples."

As he said this, Ye Wen had already turned and walked out of the martial arts hall. He also needed to prepare for accepting disciples in the afternoon.

"Master calls you A Wang, what is your full name?"

Xu Li rubbed his belly while looking at Xiwang with a silly smile.

"My name is Hope." Hope smiled, looked at his belly again, and said embarrassedly: "Sorry, did I hit him too hard?"

"No, no, compared to that sandbag, you have been merciful." Xu Li raised his hand to scratch the back of his head, and looked at the group of twenty people next to him: "Come on, Master asked me to introduce you to your senior brother, I will introduce you now."

"Okay."

Hope nodded, and then asked Xu Li curiously: "Big Brother, Master said that we need to prepare to become his apprentice. Is there anything particular? Do I need to prepare something too?"

"Huh? Don't you know?"

"I don't know." Hope shook his head honestly. He is not from this world and doesn't know much about the traditions here.

"Well, let me tell you about it by the way."

"Okay, thank you big brother!"