Shenhao: I have a billion licking dog gold

Chapter 203 Zhao Yang's Provocation

At noon, Xiao Yan followed Li Qinghe to the gate of Su Cheng's courtyard.

"This small courtyard looks very chic."

Standing at the door and looking at the garden-like courtyard, Xiao Yan sighed.

"This small courtyard has a history of more than 200 years. The Zhao family was the home of officials a long time ago. Zhao Cheng's ancestors had a generation that served as the governor of Liangjiang. This small courtyard was built at that time."

Li Qinghe introduced Xiao Yan.

The two of them walked to the door and knocked on the door a few times. In less than 20 seconds, a young man in his 1.8s who was about 20 meters five opened the door.

It was Zhao Yang who opened the door.

Zhao Yang opened the door and glanced at the door. When he saw Li Qinghe, he had a happy smile on his face and said to Li Qinghe.

"Miss Li, you are here."

"Not only me, but also the people I brought along."

Li Qinghe said to Zhao Yang.

She could clearly see that Zhao Yang only saw one person, and immediately forgot Xiao Yan who came with her.In the face of Zhao Yang's neglect.

Xiao Yan wasn't very unhappy, but he was still a little unhappy. After all, he was a living person no matter what. He didn't expect that the other party couldn't see him.

After hearing Li Qinghe's reminder, Zhao Yang reacted, looked towards Xiao Yan, and said to Xiao Yan.

"This is Mr. Xiao Yanxiao, I have admired him for a long time."

Although Zhao Yang spoke politely, when talking to Xiao Yan, he kept looking at Li Qinghe and did not take Xiao Yan to heart.

"Xiao Yan, this is Senior Zhao Cheng's nephew Zhao Yang, who is also a master of Bajiquan."

Li Qinghe introduced Xiao Yan.

She also knew that Zhao Yang liked her, but she didn't have much feeling for Zhao Yang, nor did she like her, so although the two knew each other, the relationship was just a common acquaintance.

"Mr. Xiao, Ms. Li, my uncle has been waiting inside for a long time. I will take you there."

Zhao Yang heard Li Qinghe's words and said to the two people.

When the three of them walked all the way in, Zhao Yang kept trying to talk to Li Qinghe and showed courtesy to Li Qinghe, but Li Qinghe didn't respond.

Just smile politely with Zhao Yang, nod at most.

Zhao Yang wanted to get close to Li Qinghe, but Li Qinghe only wanted to get close to Xiao Yan. Along the way, she talked and laughed with Xiao Yan and introduced some things to Xiao Yan.

Seeing that Li Qinghe ignored him, Zhao Yang was extremely enthusiastic about Xiao Yan, even a little too enthusiastic.

When the two of them were talking, Li Qinghe even leaned very close to Xiao Yan, and sometimes their bodies even touched each other, making them very intimate.

Zhao Yang looked a little unnatural, and also a little unhappy in his heart.

The Li family and the Zhao family have known each other for decades. He has known Li Qinghe since he was a child, and has liked Li Qinghe since he was a child. He has always regarded Li Qinghe as a goddess.

For some reason, Li Qinghe just didn't like him, and at the same time, he didn't have any affection for him.

During this period, he tried many methods, sending flowers, gifts, and being romantic. He did all of these, but instead of making the relationship between the two better, they became more and more estranged.

This frustrates him.

In addition, the husband saw that Li Qinghe and Xiao Yan were so close together, they even looked like a couple.

This made him very unhappy.

Originally, he was a little dissatisfied when he saw Xiao Yan. He thought that if he met Takeda Xun, he could easily defeat him. Xiao Yan just took advantage of it.

When Xiao Yan first arrived, he compared the height, weight, and strength of the two people.

He thought he must be better than Xiao Yan.

He was a little dissatisfied with his uncle's invitation to Xiao Yan with such a high standard, but now that Li Qinghe treated Xiao Yan so well, he even disliked Xiao Yan in his heart.

Even a little disgusted in my heart.

They walked to a garden, Xiao Yan saw an old man about 50 years old was already standing at the gate of the garden, waiting for them to arrive.

Seeing the three of them coming, the old man and the others greeted them.

"Old Zhao."

"uncle."

"Old Zhao."

"This is Xiao Yan's little brother, it really is a man of appearance, please come inside."

Zhao Cheng smiled at Xiao Yan and said.

Under the leadership of Zhao Cheng, the three came to a gazebo in the garden. There was a marble table and marble blocks in the gazebo.

The marble plinth is covered with a soft cushion.

Zhao Cheng ordered the three people to sit down, then picked up the tea on the table, each poured a cup, and handed it to everyone.

"Brother Xiao Yan, the banquet is still being prepared. It will probably take a while. Let's sit here for a while and talk with this old man like me."

"You do not mind right."

"Being able to discuss the Dao with seniors is something that ordinary people can't ask for. Why would I mind?"

Xiao Yan said with a smile.

"Young people can speak, and they have blood, wisdom, and talent. You will achieve success in the future, and you will definitely not be inferior to me."

"When the old monk from Shanglin Temple talked to me yesterday, he was still praising you between the lines, saying that your future achievements are limitless, and it is true that I saw you today."

"Brother Xiao Yan, I wonder where you studied?"

Zhao Cheng and Xiao Yan said.

"My kung fu was learned when I was a child with a white-browed Taoist in my hometown. When I was in junior high school, that Taoist passed away. The master has not spoken his name for many years, so I don't know his old name."

Facing the right question, Xiao Yan could only make up one reason.

"Then your master should be a master of Taoism."

"Many Taoist masters know many things, but they are too indifferent to fame and fortune, so they are very powerful, but their reputation is not obvious."

"In comparison, I feel a little ashamed."

"Stealing the position of the president of the Jiangnan Martial Arts Association, but for so many years, it has not reversed the situation of the Xia Kingdom Martial Arts Festival, but it has weakened the traditional Martial Arts Festival even more."

Zhao Cheng said.

When he said this, he felt a little sad. Back then, when he saw the signs of traditional martial arts weakening, he wanted to take up this burden and turn the tide.

After all, traditional martial arts is a part of traditional culture, and it is still a very important part. If traditional martial arts are allowed to decline completely, various foreign martial arts will definitely prevail in the Xia Kingdom.

As far as the current situation is concerned, the development of things really confirmed his thoughts. Over the years, traditional martial arts have become weaker and weaker. Instead, Taekwondo in Korea and karate in island countries have become more and more popular.

There have been countless days and nights when he saw it most and was anxious in his heart, wanting to find a way to save traditional martial arts.

But as time went by, he didn't find it at all, but it became weaker.

In the past few years, traditional martial arts can't even see the shadows. Instead, a group of liars have emerged, and then bluffed and deceived in the name of traditional martial arts.

In the world of traditional martial arts now, it can be said that a group of demons are dancing wildly.

First, a bunch of fake masters were slapped in the face, and then a so-called master Ma appeared, boasting that he was strong, but he was easily beaten by a young man.

These people who bluff and deceive with traditional martial arts are not promoting martial arts, but discrediting them.

It seems to want to consume the last bit of afterglow of traditional martial arts.

"Mr. Zhao, don't be too sad. My grandpa once said that at this time when everyone wanted to retreat, it was you who stood up resolutely. My grandpa said that you are a man of great courage."

Li Qinghe looked at the old man's somewhat lonely expression and said.

"Uncle, you are the master of the martial arts festival. If you say your name, no one will respect you."

Zhao Yang also spoke.

"The juniors think that the reason why traditional martial arts have fallen to this day is not due to the impact of external things, nor is it because of the entry of various foreign martial arts to compete for the market."

"It's because there are problems within our traditional martial arts. If there are no internal problems, why can those foreign martial arts take advantage of the opportunity to come in and become bigger and stronger."

"If traditional martial arts wants to rise, we must seek changes from within. We should not stick to previous thinking, but should admit our shortcomings and absorb the strengths of all aspects."

"In this world, everything is changing all the time. If we don't change, we will only be chased by others, and we will only be beaten passively."

Xiao Yan said.

"Arrogance, ignorance."

"You are just a kid, you are still young, and your grade is not as old as mine. Do you know what traditional martial arts are, and do you understand the spirit of traditional martial arts?"

As soon as Xiao Yan finished speaking, Zhao Yang slapped the table and stood up, glaring at Xiao Yan and said.

In his opinion, Xiao Yan was saying that traditional martial arts was not good, and that his uncle was not good at it. For him, who had practiced traditional martial arts for more than ten years and regarded traditional martial arts as his life.

This is unacceptable.

At the same time, he also has a deep affection for his uncle, and regards his uncle as a role model in his life. He can be called by others, but he absolutely cannot tolerate being called by others.

Added up many things, plus he didn't like Xiao Yan, so now he directly slapped Xiao Yan on the table.

"Boy, didn't you just beat a karate Takeda Hiroshi, yours just picked up a cheap one, if I met, it would be the same."

"If you really have the ability, fight with me, and I will let you see the real ability."

Zhao Yang then said to Xiao Yan.

Obviously this is his ultimate goal, and he wants to take this opportunity to show his true ability, not only to slap Xiao Yan in the face with his boastful words.

At the same time, it can make his uncle and Li Qinghe look at him with admiration.

He also vented his anger.

"Zhao Yang, mess around, sit down."

Zhao Cheng also patted the table, looked at Zhao Yang and said.

He also recognized Xiao Yan's words in his heart. This result was something he gradually realized over the past few years. He also felt that traditional martial arts had reached a point where it had to change.

More than 100 years ago, at the most dangerous time, a bunch of masters stood up to change and maintain the plaque of traditional martial arts.

But now that the world is prosperous and prosperous, few people are willing to stand up.

Many people believe that the demise of anything is due to external forces, and that the difficulties faced by traditional martial arts are due to the entry of foreign martial arts.

But they don't want to think about it. If there is no problem with traditional martial arts, everyone will highly recognize this thing, and traditional martial arts can meet everyone's needs.

Who is willing to learn foreign martial arts.

When Zhao Yang heard Zhao Cheng's scolding, he did not sit down. Instead, he looked at Xiao Yan. It seemed that he would never give up until he had a fight with Xiao Yan.

He had already made up his mind to defeat Xiao Yan.

For his favorite Li Qinghe, for traditional martial arts...
"Xiao Yan, if you are a man, just compare with me. If you dare not compare, it means that what you upload on the Internet is fake, your kung fu is fake, and you are just a sensationalist."

Zhao Yang then prodded Xiao Yan and said.

"Since you want to compare, let's compare."

Xiao Yan said.

The clay figurine is still angry, let alone him.

Ever since he came in, he found that Zhao Yang had been targeting him. Just now, he just expressed his own opinion, which made the other party rise to the level of a showdown.

He could tell that if he didn't teach the other party a lesson, the other party would not stop.

Since Zhao Yang wants to fight, he will accompany him.

"Brother Xiao Yan, I feel a little sorry for my nephew's temper."

Zhao Cheng apologized to Xiao Yan.

He then looked towards Zhao Yang. He originally wanted to say something, but in the end he didn't say a word. He just looked at Zhao Yang and sighed.

Although the two of them hadn't started fighting yet, he could tell that Zhao Yang couldn't be Xiao Yan's opponent.

Zhao Yang's talent is very good, and his strength is not weak, but Xiao Yan's strength has surpassed his cognition, reaching a level of Dao, which was the pursuit of all martial arts practitioners at that time.

The reason why he stopped him was that it would be good for Zhao Yang to accept the setback, so that he would always think that he was very powerful.

It also let him know that there is a sky beyond the sky, and there are people beyond people.

Several people came to an open space.

At this time, Zhao Yang had an eager attitude on his face. What he was thinking about was that after defeating Xiao Yan, Li Qinghe would look at him with admiration, while his uncle would look at him with disdain.

As for whether he could defeat Xiao Yan, he thought in his heart that it was impossible at that time.

As for Xiao Yan, he just looked at Zhao Yang indifferently, like a tiger facing the provocation of a jackal. He didn't think about whether he could beat him, but just wanted to drive away the opponent as quickly as possible.

It's not a level of fighting, so it doesn't interest him much.

"Are you ready, let's start when we are ready."

Zhao Yang said eagerly.

"All right."

Xiao Yan spat out two words.

Just as Xiao Yan finished speaking, Zhao Yang attacked Xiao Yan like a storm, and it was obvious that he wanted to use his greatest strength to defeat Xiao Yan as quickly as possible.

Xiao Yan just slowly stretched out his palm and squeezed Zhao Yang's attacking fist.

Zhao Yang still wanted to use his legs.

Xiao Yan just twisted his palm slightly, and Zhao Yang fell to his knees in pain.

Five seconds before the duel between the two started, the winner and loser had already been decided.

(End of this chapter)