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Said "Five Ninety Three", looked at the middle-aged man with a solemn expression, and said, "Song Bureau, do we really have such masters of martial arts in our country?"

Bureau Song shook his head: "I don't know, it should be confidential information. I'll call the old leader and ask."

Looking at the forensic doctor, "Did you find out anything?"

The forensic doctor pointed to the tiger's open forehead and said, "Look, the tiger's bones turned into fine powder in the palm print. If this injury is really caused by humans, you can imagine how strong a person is!"

However, according to what Team Chu said, the student was able to lift the tiger down the mountain with ease, so it should be possible to cause such damage.

Bureau Song shook his head and smiled bitterly: "I didn't expect that I would encounter such a thing. Strange, why haven't we encountered similar cases all these years? Is it really as they said, true martial arts practitioners also need to abide by the rules of the world?"

Everyone was stunned, and they all suspected that their confidentiality level was not enough, so they did not know the information.

Zhao Yuyang practiced the thirteen Tai Chi poses one by one, and his movements were slow, not much better than some uncles.

"Young man, your Tai Chi isn't right, you should do it like this!" An old man pointed at him while playing Tai Chi.

Zhao Yuyang smiled and said, "Old man, I am Tai Chi from my family, and my moves are different."

"Oh, young man, your ancestors passed down martial arts. It's amazing." The old man was full of silver hair, but he was very talkative.

"It's all about strengthening your body." Zhao Yuyang smiled, "It's about the same as your Tai Chi, old man."

"Yes, keep fit!" The old man was very relieved, "It's very good for young people to have this awareness."

While the two were talking, a few cars suddenly stopped outside the park, and a group of people rushed into the park with cameras and microphones.

The people in the park took a closer look and found that these people were actually reporters from the C city TV station.

Behind the group of reporters, a burly middle-aged man followed.

His muscles are knotted, his shoulders are big and his waist is round, and he walks on the road with a power of his own, and the people around him retreat a little unconsciously.

"Student Zhao, I heard that you shot a tiger alone yesterday?"

"According to your classmates, you are a master of martial arts? Are masters of martial arts really that powerful?"

"Student Zhao, you ranked first in the county in the high school entrance examination, and now you are exposed as a master of Chinese martial arts. How do you balance learning and martial arts?"

When the reporter saw Zhao Yuyang, they immediately gathered around and asked questions.

Zhao Yuyang waved his hand and said, "I don't dare to be a master, I'm just an ordinary martial arts practitioner! Everyone come one by one, and I can't answer if you come together."

When the reporters heard the words, they all stopped and began to ask questions one by one.

"Hmph, pretentious!" Lei Hu sneered in his heart, "I'll let you be proud for a while, and I'll expose you later! A student who doesn't study hard, actually engages in these crooked ways, let me send you back to the right path today."

After a while, all the reporters finished their interviews.

Lei Hu took a step forward and said loudly, "Student Zhao, I heard that your martial arts are very good, Lei Hu came to ask for advice!"

"Leihu, a professional anti-counterfeiter. Hee hee, I'm waiting for him!" A reporter chuckled, "I can bring back two pieces of news today."

The other reporters also smiled and took a few steps back to clear the space.

As reporters, they are the most sensitive to all kinds of information, and they naturally know Leihu.

Even some of them were originally invited by Thunder Tiger.

Zhao Yuyang shook his head: "Chinese martial arts, only killing people and not performing! Mr. Lei wants to see, I'm afraid it is very dangerous!"

Lei Hu was stunned and said solemnly: "If Lei Mou dies in your hands because of this, you can also not be held legally responsible... This is a life-and-death situation!"

Having said that, he took out a life-and-death state, and several reporters aimed their cameras at the life-and-death state and came to a close-up.

"This..." Zhao Yuyang hesitated.

Lei Hu sneered: "Could it be that Zhao's martial arts are fake? It's the same as those flower fists and embroidered legs?"

"Hmph, since Mr. Lei wants to meet him, let's come." Zhao Yuyang's face turned cold.

His martial arts have been known all over the world through news broadcasts, and the oath of not showing kung fu naturally no longer needs to be kept.

Lei Hu raised his hand: "Student Zhao, you are young, go ahead and recruit!"

Zhao Yuyang shook his head: "I am the host, so of course you are the first to invite me."

"Okay!" Lei Hu nodded, "Then, classmate Zhao, be careful."

Saying that, he punched Zhao Yuyang in the face with a straight punch.

Zhao Yuyang shook his head in his heart: "It's too slow."

The footsteps changed, easily dodging Thunder Tiger's fist, came to his side, and slashed his neck with a knife.

"thump"

Leihu immediately fell to the ground.

"It's so fast!" The reporters were startled, and quickly slowed down the influence in the camera, until they slowed down ten times, and then they could see Zhao Yuyang's movements clearly.

Everyone sucked in a breath of cold air, "Can a body of flesh and blood reach this speed?"

Outside the park, four police cars approached, and a group of people ran into the park. Seeing Leihu lying on the ground 5.6, his face changed greatly.

"Did you die?"

When everyone ran to the front, they saw Zhao Yuyang smiled and said, "Don't worry, the officers, he just passed out."

Saying that, he squatted down and tapped lightly, and Leihu woke up and turned around.

"I'm..." Lei Hu's eyes were puzzled, he suddenly remembered the previous fight, his eyes brightened and he looked at Zhao Yuyang with great excitement, "Master, I want to learn Chinese martial arts!"

All the reporters were stunned - you are a Chinese martial artist to fight counterfeiters!

How many martial arts masters have been kowtowed by you, and you actually want to learn martial arts?

"Chinese martial arts are dangerous and unpredictable, and they should not be passed on lightly." Zhao Yuyang shook his head, "Also, I haven't graduated yet, how can I accept an apprentice?"

PS: Thanks to the time traveler for urging more tickets, and thank you for your support.

Thank you Youyou Xiaocao for the reward, and thank you for your support. _

Chapter 213: The Six Realms of National Art

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"This young man is not easy."

The silver-haired old man shook his head. He didn't expect that the person who practiced Tai Chi with him was actually a master.

With the speed of Zhao Yuyang just now, the old man wondered if the real world had added stunts!

The old man in the pavilion who shook his head and shook his head was even more shocked. He was the one who denied the martial arts seven years ago!

"Could it be that there really is such a magical national art in this world?"

"Since it's all right, I'll leave first." Zhao Yuyang patted Lei Hu awake, ignored Lei Hu's request for apprenticeship, and left immediately.

"Student Zhao, wait a minute." One person said, "We are here to give rewards to classmate Zhao today."

"Xiaowen, go get the bonus and the pennant."

"Yes." Xiaowen quickly ran back to the car and took out an envelope and a pennant.

"Student Zhao, thank you for your courageous actions, killing the tiger, and saving the teachers and classmates of No. [-] Middle School." Captain Chu handed the pennant and the envelope containing the money to Zhao Yuyang.

Zhao Yuyang hesitated.

Captain Chu said sincerely: "Take it, you deserve it."

The reporter also persuaded: "Student Zhao, take it, we will take 15 pictures per photo."

"Yeah, just accept the country's wishes."

The reporters posed, "Student Zhao, face this way."

Zhao Yuyang nodded, and finally took the reward, then said goodbye to everyone and walked home.

"I said Uncle Lei, what are you doing with me?" Zhao Yuyang was speechless.

I just defeated him, how could I become a tail following him.

Leihu: "I beg Master to accept me!"

Zhao Yuyang said helplessly, "I haven't even graduated yet!"

Leihu: "Master must be blaming me for cracking down on fakes and destroying the reputation of Chinese martial arts. Actually..."

According to Lei Hu, he liked martial arts since he was a child, and he worshipped a teacher as his teacher.

But where did he know that he had met an old liar and learned some state skills that were so amazing.

Then he was easily koated. After failing again and again, his belief collapsed, he practiced Sanda hard, and began to crack down on various martial arts masters.

He was determined to crack down on counterfeiting, and the original reason was because he didn't want others to be deceived again.

Now that he encountered the real martial arts, the enthusiasm in his heart was suddenly ignited, and he stalked Zhao Yuyang.

"Well, I'll take you to see my master. It's up to master to decide whether to accept it or not." Zhao Yuyang waved his hand and went to Jianghai Villa.

Soon, the two came to a luxurious villa.

Jianghai Villa.

"Master, how to deal with this matter?" Zhao Yuyang had a headache.

Lei Hu was also nervously looking forward to Wang Yu's reply.

The person in front of him is so young, but since he is a true martial arts master, :z will definitely be able to have the skills.

How much he questioned the martial arts at the beginning, how confident Leihu is now.

"You have reached the level of transformation, and you can also accept your own apprentice." Wang Yu waved, "Leihu has been in society for more than ten years and has rich experience. You will definitely benefit a lot from accepting him as an apprentice."

Lei Hu was full of surprise and said, "Yes, Master! Accept me. If you have anything to do with me, I promise to finish it for you."

Zhao Yuyang said speechlessly, "Master, I'm only fifteen years old."

Lei Hu: "Aspiration is not at a young age. No matter which line of work, the master is the teacher, and I don't mind at all."

Zhao Yuyang looked at Wang Yu, saw his calm expression, and then looked at Lei Hu's expectant eyes, his head suddenly became big.

"Okay." Zhao Yuyang nodded, "However, three chapters are needed."

After speaking, he explained Wang Yu's original conditions.