Super Monk

After shooting the fist seal on the willow tree, Su Yi drives Passat to Jingwu guild hall, takes many pictures in Jingwu guild hall, and then returns to the newspaper with satisfaction.

"Editor in chief, I want to keep a page in the newspaper tomorrow!" Su Yi back to the newspaper, a face of excitement to the editor in chief of the newspaper said.

"The layout of tomorrow's newspaper is almost finished. If it's not good news, I won't make a space for you!" The editor in chief shook his head and said.

"Absolutely good news, you see!" Su Yi directly took out the photos and put them on the editor in chief's desk.

The editor in chief put on his glasses, picked up the photos and looked at them carefully. The first few photos were quite ordinary. When he saw the fist print on the willow tree, the editor in chief's face was shocked.

"Is this picture real?" The editor in chief asked in surprise.

"It's absolutely true. This photo was taken by me. I think Zhao Fugui is a master of neijiaquan, and his medical skills are also very good. It's worth reporting!" Su Yi said excitedly.

"The bark of the willow tree on the fist seal is very fresh. It doesn't look like a fake!" The editor in chief hesitated for a moment and said, "but if Zhao Fugui doesn't live up to his name, we will report him so much today. If we expose him as a liar in the future, it will cause a great blow to the reputation of our newspaper. Now there are too many swindlers to guard against

"I think Zhao Fugui is really capable. Today, I drove with them for more than ten kilometers. When Zhao Fugui ran down, his face was not red and he was out of breath. He must be an expert at both internal and external training!" Su Yi said with great certainty.

"I think it's better to be careful!" The editor in chief thought about it and said.

"Editor in chief, don't you report such good news materials?" Su Yi asked reluctantly.

"Report, definitely report, you are so sure that he is a master, if he is really a master, we will not miss the opportunity if we don't report today!" The editor in chief clapped the board and said, "write a detailed special report on the electronic edition of the newspaper. Try to blow it to the big place as much as possible. I'll spare half a page for the paper edition and report it carefully. I'll give you three hours to do a good job of the electronic and paper news, and let me check it! "

"No problem, chief editor. Two hours is enough!" Su Yi nodded confidently and immediately went back to her desk with the photos. She began to write the news and make typesetting busily.

Su Yi thought about it for a while and then figured out the headline of the electronic version of the news, "the real martial arts of China is a master, and the Jingwu guild hall reappears central China." in the electronic version, Su Yi plans to write Zhao Fugui directly to the first person of China.

The paper version of the official report is a bit more implicit, and it can be written directly with "Zhenwu master reappears the provincial capital". As for how strong Zhao Fugui is, the newspaper does not comment on it, and let readers see the photos and guess for themselves.

Su Yi is busy writing a news release on one side, but an unexpected guest comes to Jingwu guild hall on the other.

"Master, this old gentleman has been sitting here since just now. He doesn't talk or ask questions. He just sits there watching us practice martial arts. I don't know what he does!" When Zhao Fugui returns to the martial arts school, Lin Xiaoxiao says to Zhao Fugui.

Zhao Fugui looked in the direction of Lin Xiaoxiao's finger, and a light flashed in his eyes. The old man was dressed in Tang Dynasty clothes. His face was white, and his face was red. His spirit was introverted. When he was sitting in the martial arts school, he had a kind of faint domineering momentum. He was a master of real martial arts.

"Master Zhao, you're welcome!" Zhao Fugui looked at the old man again, and the old man also looked at Zhao Fugui. With a smile, he arched his hand to Zhao Fugui and said.

"You're welcome, old man!" Zhao Fugui also raised his hand to the old man.

"My name is Xue. Master Zhao can call me old man Xue!" The old man pointed to the trainees with a smile and said, "although the boxing taught by master Zhao is simple, the boxing method is simple, with a trace of boxing theory. It's really the work of everyone. I heard that master Zhao killed Luo zhantian with one blow. Luo zhantian was obsessed with boxing all his life, but he didn't expect to die on it! "

"Luo zhantian didn't die in boxing, he died in the realm. The cultivation of master Er chongtian couldn't give full play to his strength!" Zhao Fugui said that the old man was really the master of Zhenwu circle. "I don't know what the old man is doing here?"

"Master Zhao, our Chinese martial arts have always been divided into internal and external. There are true legends inside and false legends outside. It has been the same since ancient times. Master Zhao, do you understand what I mean?" Asked the old man.

"The old gentleman means that my Jingwu guild hall can have fake biographies, but not real ones?" Zhao Fugui asked with a flash of vision.

"It's true that master Zhao has the talent to be a great master in his twenties. He even has the strength to be a great master. It's amazing, but even if he is a genius, he can't break the rules!" The old man said in a deep voice.

"What if I have to break the rule?" Zhao Fugui asked lightly.

"If Mr. Zhao has to break this rule, it's against our Zhenwu circle. No matter who supports Mr. Zhao, it can't help you!" The old man straightened up slowly, and his strong momentum suddenly came out.

Zhao Fugui's eyes are shining. The old man has at least the strength of two or three great masters. If he can be 20 years younger, he may even win the title of great master in his lifetime. Unfortunately, time doesn't wait for me. The old man is still old. If there is no accident, he will never be with great master in his whole life."The old man wants to fight with me?" Powerful momentum emanates from Zhao Fugui's body. Zhao Fugui asks in a deep voice. The old man was the same as Zhao Fugui when he was young. Zhao Fugui broke his hand and should have been at a disadvantage. It's a pity that the old man is too old to give full play to his strength even a great master.

If the old man wants to fight to his heart's content, that is to burn his life. I'm afraid that he can only play the top three moves. After the three moves, he doesn't have to fight any more. The old man's body can't bear it.

Zhao Fugui only needs to take three moves, and the old man will die.

The disciples in the Jingwu guild hall couldn't hear the conversation between Zhao Fugui and the old man at all, but when they faced each other, they were shocked, as if a group of beasts suddenly appeared around them.

The old man looked at Zhao Fugui with a twinkle in his eyes. Zhao Fugui looked at the old man with no concession. After a while, the old man slowly regained his momentum.

"Who said that I am weak in Zhongzhou? I have successors in Zhongzhou. At last, I don't need to support me any more!" The old man regained his momentum and burst out laughing.

"The old man is from central China, too?" Zhao Fugui asked.

"It's true that the martial arts in Zhongzhou are in decline, and now only my Xue family is left to support. It's a pity that there is no successor in the Xue family, so it's hard to be a great master. However, seeing master Zhao today, I hope to see the revival of martial Arts in Zhongzhou!" The old man said with a smile.