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Chapter 848 The Essence of Chinese Martial Arts

The old man was taken aback when he heard it, and asked with a surprised expression: "How do you know?"

But after finishing speaking, the old man regretted it, shook his head and said: "Hey, I lost all my face, who doesn't know me now." After finishing speaking, he turned around, waved his hand, and said in a weak voice: "Go back, I'm lonely, I think this place will be closed soon."

Looking at the old man's hunched back, Yang Luo couldn't help but sigh with emotion.

In fact, when the old man first came out, he had already recognized it. In the video before, Mesef would post the martial arts video he challenged to the Internet. This old man Yang Luo had seen it before. Now it seems that Mesef The incident had a great impact on the Zhonghua Wuguan.

"Mr., please stay." Yang Luo shouted hastily.

The old man turned his head: "Why don't you leave?"

Yang Luo smiled and walked up the stairs without saying a word, but gently supported the old man's arm and walked down, walked to a place with a bench, and sat down.

The old man was confused by Yang Luo's actions, and he didn't even know what Yang Luo was going to do next.

Yang Luo took out the system item "Healing Spray" from his pocket and rolled up the sleeve on the old man's arm, and said, "Victory and defeat are commonplace in military affairs. Keep winning and losing in mind."

The old man sighed, "To tell you the truth, I understand the truth, but I can't swallow this breath. This foreigner is too crazy, but my old bones are useless, and I have lost the face of the Chinese. "The old man kept shaking his head while talking.

Yang Luo didn't care, and gently sprayed the "healing spray" on the old man's hands.

It was chilly, and a cool chill covered his entire arm.

It's numb, but also kind of indescribably comfortable.

"Huh..." The old man seems to be paying attention to this miraculous effect. It is quite normal for people who practice martial arts to get bruises and sprains. He used to apply some red oil or other sprays, but the effects are very mediocre. At least he needs to rest 2-3 days.

But the feeling of this spray is so comfortable, and I don't seem to be in pain at all.

"This is?"

Yang Luo smiled, and didn't want to waste time on the topic of props. After all, he didn't know how to explain too much, so he changed the subject and said, "Mr., it was actually a mistake for you to agree to Mesef. For a person like him , why bother to agree to him.”

"You don't know, that kid is too arrogant, if you don't agree, you will be laughed at."

"But old man, your age is here. That Mesef is only 27 years old, and he was at the time. Besides, he is the world boxing champion. You and him must be at a disadvantage."

"Besides, your Hong fist is not the same as his sharp fighting skills."

The old man suddenly became anxious, and said: "What is fair and unfair? If others come to you, there is no reason not to fight. In short, I lost, and I lost face. You don't need to comfort me."

After speaking, the old man was about to stand up. It seemed that he was a little angry.

Seeing this, Yang Luo quickly comforted him and said, "Old man, don't worry, we will definitely say this."

"Out? Who will come out? It's not us old men." The old man said and became angry again.

"Huh, the current martial arts have long lost the spirit of their ancestors. Commercial performances are popular now. Those martial arts performances are just good performances, but they can't be used in actual combat. After a long time, how can I remember the orthodox ones?" Guoshu, really sad."

Yang Luo doesn't understand martial arts, let alone the current situation of domestic martial arts, but he can't just ignore it.

"There are talents from generation to generation, and there will always be people."

The old man looked in disbelief, turned his head to one side, and said in a bad tone: "Hmph, what a generation of talented people, that foreign boy is not going to challenge a man named Yang Luo, although I don't know what that Yang Luo is doing Yes, but someone challenged me, and now I dare not even give a fart, so we are still Chinese, huh, cowards."

Yang Luo's face turned green immediately.

Didn't I come to understand the situation, why did I become a coward.

Yang Luo couldn't say anything, so he hastened to heal the old man's injuries first.

There are different degrees of contusions on the arms and lower abdomen. The effect of the "healing spray" in the system is not covered, just one spray is enough, and it is absolutely unambiguous.

A simple 5-minute treatment will be almost ready soon.

At this time, someone came to the door.

"Old Tang, what's the matter with you?" The person entering the door was wearing a Tang suit white coat, a pair of black trousers with narrow legs, and a pair of round-toed cloth shoes on his feet. He looked like a martial arts practitioner.

"Old Li, are you here to make fun of me?" Old Tang said simply, not afraid of the other party's joke.

Lao Li, who entered the door, walked over to take a look, and when he saw that the red area on his lower abdomen was sprayed and quickly returned to its original appearance, he immediately shouted in surprise: "Oh, what is this, it seems very powerful look."

Elder Tang glanced at his lower abdomen and found it miraculous, but he was too embarrassed to express his surprise, so he could only pretend to be calm and said, "Oh, boy, tell your uncle Li about it."

After finishing speaking, Elder Tang added: "You, Uncle Li, are the owner of a martial arts gym several kilometers away, mainly proficient in Tai Chi,"

Hearing being introduced, Mr. Li clenched his hands into fists and said, "My son is Mr. Li, the 726th generation descendant of Tai Chi."

Yang Luo smiled awkwardly. These are descendants of hundreds of generations. Is it really so far away?
Yang Luo didn't dare to take it too seriously, so he quickly said with a smile: "Junior Yang Luo, I won't say anything else."

Old man Li smiled immediately, "Haha, Yang Luo, why does this name sound so familiar to you?"

Suddenly, Elder Tang and Elder Li's expressions became blurred.

They shouted in unison: "You are Yang Luo!!!"

Yang Luo was startled by the sudden shout.

"Are you the one Meseff wants to challenge?" Elder Li asked in surprise.

After finishing speaking, he looked at Elder Tang: "How do you know him? Why haven't you heard him before?"

Elder Tang was also stunned, how could he have thought that the person chatting with him in front of him was the young man everyone was looking for now, Yang Luo.

He also looked at Yang Luo with some surprise, as if he was saying, why didn't you just say it, kid.

Yang Luo still has EQ, so he hurriedly said: "Both of you, you two wait first, I want to clarify."

In the end, before Yang Luo could speak, Mr. Li immediately clasped Yang Luo's wrist with his hand. To be honest, the other party's strength was very strong. The acupuncture point, this acupuncture point is a bit sore, the most important thing is that Yang Luo feels that all the strength of the arm he is holding has been removed, and he has no strength at all.

Yang Luo was secretly surprised, expert.

(End of this chapter)