Shenhao's Journey to Myriad Worlds

Now that he is benevolent to Wang Xuebin, he is paving the way for his daughter and apprentice. With such a master to take care of them, they don't have to worry about foreign troubles before they become talents.

Originally entrusting it to senior brother Ding Lianshan was the safest, but senior brother's own enemies are everywhere, and he is not clear with the cabinet party, which really makes Gong Yutian feel at ease.

Gong Yutian's thoughts Wang Xuebin can guess one or two, because his mother paved the way for him in the same way back then, poor parents in the world!

Gong Ruomei didn't understand the way, but laughed and joked about her father

"What do you mean when you take your own daughter to the hall?"

Gong Yutian looked at the two with a smile and said with emotion:

"If you don't look at the things in this world, he will be gone?"

"It's okay to see!"

As he spoke, he stood up and looked at the resplendent Jinlou and said with emotion:

"The first time I came to this golden building was 20 years ago, and 20 years have passed in a flash!"

"When a person lives for a lifetime, ability is second to none. Some become face, and some become face."

When Wang Xuebin heard this, he thought of Ding Lianshan's past, and he was also filled with emotion.

Gong Haneda looked at the window, dazed, and said:

"It's all due to the current situation. I asked you to come this time because I want to be consistent and let you see how I retreated."

Then he turned to look at his daughter:

"You grew up watching me fight against others. This is the last time."

"You are engaged to be married. Jianghu affairs have nothing to do with you. To be a good doctor and to be safe is to be filial."

After finishing speaking, he looked at Wang Xuebin:

"Xuebin! I am a stubborn girl. If there is any trouble in the future, I hope you will take care of me on my weak side."

For the sake of her daughter, Gong Yutian put her face on the ground and brazenly asked Wang Xuebin to take care of her.

After getting in touch with him these days, he could see that Wang Xuebin was a decent man, and he had friendship, so he made up his mind to ask for this favor.

Wang Xuebin stood up when he heard Gong Yutian's request, and said solemnly:

"Master Gong's words are serious. I have recognized this girl here today. From now on, her affairs will be my affairs. As long as I am here for a day, no one will bully her."

Gong Ruomei stood up and watched Gong Yutian solemnly salute Wang Xuebin.

Wang Xuebin also solemnly returned the gift.

Gong Yutian turned to Gong Ruomei and said:

"Romei, you also salute your elder brother."

Gong Ruomei looked at her father when she heard the words, she didn't want to let her father down, she put on a smile, got up and saluted and said:

"Little sister, thank you brother first, and ask him to take care of you in the future."

"Where is the word, the palace master and I have the kindness of teaching art, and we can't talk about thanking words."

After speaking, he led the two of them to sit on their seats and said:

"Come on, let's continue to listen to the opera. My favorite opera is Shiro Visiting His Mother, especially this sitting palace. It's rare to hear such authentic Peking opera in the south..."

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At noon the next day, Gong Haneda held a banquet in the Golden Tower, and Wang Xuebin and disciples of the Gong family watched from the side hall.

Gong Yutian held a folding fan in his hand and sat on the main seat with his hands folded, watching Ye Wen step by step on the stage and said boldly:

"There are talented people from generation to generation. I am lucky to meet Mr. Ye. Today is my last battle. Let's not compete in martial arts, but in thinking, how about it?"

Ye Wen was wearing a black robe with dark floral print, and a pair of mille-soled cloth shoes on his feet. He was smiling and spoke softly, but his words were sharp.

"Every door is a guest, and the host can do as the guest does."

All the boxers in the audience looked nervously at the two on the stage.

The palace disciples in the side hall also looked nervous. Wang Xuebin was looking at the expressions on other people's faces with great interest at the moment, and he was indeed a little happy.

Gong Haneda stood up and took a piece of pancake from the table.

Then he walked towards Ye Wen step by step, recalling while walking:

"That year when the Chinese Warrior Association was established, a man came from the south, and without much talk, he held a piece of cake in his hand and asked my elder brother Li Cunyi to break it open.

My elder brother Li Cunyi didn't say a word, and let him be the first president of the Samurai Association.

What he relies on is not martial arts, but a word. "

Saying that, Gong Haneda paused, and said in a more emphatic tone:

"Fist has north and south, but does the state have north and south?"

"This gentleman is from Foshan. His name is Ye Yunbiao. He is an outstanding person."

"Unexpectedly, 25 years later, I would meet another Mr. Ye in Foshan.

I would like to ask a question from the words of the elders. "

As he spoke, he raised the cake in his hand to Ye Wen's face and asked:

"Mr. Ye, can you break the cake in my hand?"

Gong Yutian's kung fu has already reached the perfection level, an ordinary movement, but when it reaches the right hand, it is full of energy, it is the yin and yang grinding energy that he has practiced all his life.

Two feet on the ground, one foot and one force. Originally, this force was exerted by the dragon pole, which was combined with movement and stillness, and the charm of yin and yang transformation, but Gong Yutian stood still, but he exerted such a force. The way of strength is really to practice Baguazhang to the bone.

Ye Wen didn't notice anything at first, and raised his right hand to catch the other end of the cake.

Gong Yutian didn't speak, but looked at him with a serious face.

But the moment Ye Wen was about to touch the cake, he felt something was wrong. He raised his head and glanced at Gong Yutian, and saw that his whole body was loose and limp, but the hand holding the cake didn't move at all, and he immediately felt something was wrong.

Immediately, he withdrew his right hand, turned around and pinched a sheep horse, and tried to pick up the piece of cake again, only to find that it was still wrong.

Wing Chun is good at exerting strength between square inches. Although it is a fist created by women, it uses all strength. It is okay if women use it, because women's strength is weak, and it is easier to understand the meaning of hardness and softness, but men's strength is strong. If you blindly use strength, you will indeed have the dilemma of being able to release but not retracting.

If Ye Wen took the trick with this pile, I am afraid that the cake will be sold in a short while.