Shenhao's Journey to Myriad Worlds

After all, Ye Wen practiced martial arts since he was a child, and he was not mediocre after all. I saw him step forward with his right hand and put his right hand around Gong Yutian's wrist, using the kung fu of listening to the bridge to test Gong Yutian's strength.

The two wrists overlapped, pushed and pulled horizontally, and their steps were not chaotic. One of them took mud steps, and the other stepped into the retreating horse. Wang Xuebin watched with great interest, and made gestures with his hands from time to time. Gong Ruomei next to him asked:

"Brother, I don't know whose kung fu is stronger, this father or this Ye Wen?"

Wang Xuebin thought for a while and said:

"If you talk about strength, it's natural that fists are afraid of being young, but if you talk about strength, it's still a palace master with background."

After hearing this, Gong Ruomei asked expectantly:

"Then I don't know who brother thinks the two will win?"

Wang Xuebin was silent for a moment when he heard the words, watched the fights between you and me on the stage, and replied:

"This martial arts competition, the palace master will not win!"

The other disciples of the palace gate glared at Wang Xuebin. They didn't think that Gong Yutian would lose to an unknown person, but Gong Ruomei guessed something, and took a deep look at Ye Wen.

On the stage, Gong Yutian and Ye Wen fought more and more fiercely, pushing and pulling rings, withdrawing and crossing, doing everything, Gong Yutian took a look at Ye Wen, made up his mind, and slammed his feet to sell a flaw.

Ye Wen closed his eyes tightly and concentrated on using the Tingqiao to detect the strength. When he found that Gong Yutian's strength was broken, he immediately grabbed the cake, spit out the strength in his hand, stopped his figure, let go of his hand, opened his eyes, and said:

"Actually, the world is so big that it is not limited to the north and the south?

Reluctant perfection is tantamount to complacency. In your eyes, this piece of cake is a martial arts world, and to me it is a world.

The so-called great achievements are lacking, and there are shortcomings to make progress. If it really works, the southern boxing is not just passed on from the north, are you right? . "

What Ye Wen didn't know was that in the eyes of Gong Yutian, this piece of cake was not a martial arts world, but a home country.

Gong Yutian was born in the Northeast, and experienced aggression. His goal in life is to inherit Kung Fu, to strengthen the country and the race. Whether it is the North Fist, the South Fist, or the South Fist, the North Fist, it is all about inheriting the blood.

He could see that the current Ye Man had no setbacks, and his thoughts were big and useless.

However, he knew clearly that being able to say these words meant that this thought had planted a seed in Ye Wen's mind, and one day, it would take root and sprout in Ye Wen's body.

"well said!"

"Gong has won all his life. He didn't lose in martial arts. He didn't want to lose in his ideas."

Gong Yutian stared at Ye Wen with both eyes, and the cake in his hand broke into two halves.

Gong Ruomei was obsessed with watching her father's last martial arts competition, but Wang Xuebin next to her could understand that Gong Yutian was telling Ye Wen that thinking is more important than kung fu!

It's a pity that the first half of Ye Wen's life went smoothly, and he didn't understand Gong Yutian's meaning, but was immersed in the joy of saving the reputation of Foshan martial arts.

Gong Haneda knew that it would be useless to say more at this time, so he just mentioned something:

"Mr. Ye, today I give you my reputation. In the future, you will be in the arena step by step. I hope you will be like me, light a lamp with one breath. You must know that if you never forget, there will be echoes. If there is a lamp, there will be people." .”

After finishing speaking, he cupped his hands again, turned his head and walked out.

Wang Xuebin looked sadly at the beaming Jinlou people outside in the side hall. For them, the topic of conversation today was just that the southern boxer beat the northern boxer. here.

Thinking of these, suddenly feel boring.

"Ugh!"

Wang Xuebin sighed:

"Let's go!"

After speaking, he followed Gong Haneda and walked outside.

Chapter 18 Request

Gong Ruomei returned to the hotel, and said to Uncle Jiang behind him:

"Uncle Jiang, go and tell Jinlou that I will hold a banquet in Jinlou the day after tomorrow, please invite Ye Wen to the banquet."

Jiang Shuyuan's name was Jiang Fuxing, and he was the housekeeper of the palace family.

Originally an executioner, he had beheaded many people.

After the founding of the Republic of China, all the prisoners were executed by shooting. It happened that Gong Haneda was kind to him, so he came to the Gong family to be a housekeeper.

At the beginning, he followed Gong Yutian, and later when Gong Ruomei was born, he was asked to take care of Gong Ruomei, and he was also loyal.

All my kung fu is on a knife, and I also carry a monkey with me, in order to constantly ponder. The ancient executioners raised monkeys to familiarize themselves with the bones of the human neck, and often touched the relationship between the arrangement of several vertebrae below the occipital bone of the monkey. , commonly known as abacus beads.

Uncle Jiang's kung fu is also derived from this, and it can be regarded as practice makes perfect.

Although Uncle Jiang loved Gong Ruomei very much, he respected Gong Yutian even more. Seeing what the girl said, he immediately understood what she meant, and stepped forward to persuade him:

"Girl, this is absolutely impossible!"

"The Gong family has no defeats. If the Gong family loses, someone will come back!"

As he spoke, he took out a post that had already been written, and on the envelope was written "Fengtian Gong Ruomei worships, presented to Ye Wentai, and looks forward to seeing you." Pass it to Uncle Jiang.

"Transfer this to Ye, he understands!"

Gong Ruomei said with dull eyes:

"In this life, I won't be able to become a great hero like my father."

"But I don't plan for a lifetime, only for a moment!"

Then, without waiting for Uncle Jiang to speak, he ordered directly:

"Go!"

Seeing her resolute attitude, Uncle Jiang had no choice but to leave.

At this time Wang Xuebin was sitting in the room chatting with Gong Yutian:

"What? Are you still planning to stay here and talk to Ye Wen?"

Miya Haneda sat on the sofa and asked.

"No, the timing is wrong, don't let people think you can't afford to lose, find a strong helper, anyway, I'm not in a hurry, let's talk about it next time!"

Wang Xuebin held the teacup, sipped the tea, and replied casually.

"Heh, you're not ashamed, and you're still supporting me, who is it? You?"

Gong Yutian pretended to look around for it.