Chuanwu: Going back to the village to show off?I add some martial arts to become a saint

"Yes."

Seeing that all the cameras were facing him, Lin Qing scratched his head, feeling a little uncomfortable: "I am showing Zhaobao Taijiquan No. 20 four-style, punching with the hands facing each other."

It doesn't matter if you say these tricks in a fixed way, even ordinary people can find them on the Internet, and they can follow the video to practice a trick.

However, Lin Qing's hand punching is mixed with the thoroughness of Tai Chi Jin, and it will take 20 years to learn it.

Toujin relies on the joints to bounce and shake to exert force, reaching the goal at the touch of a finger, as if there is no force, but in fact, the waist drives the body to burst out with incomparably terrifying strength in just one second.

It didn't change much when it hit the target, but the inside was badly damaged.

This is also the reason why the sandbag did not shake, but cracked at the back.

"One more, one more!"

The audience in the stands had already stood up, booing and shouting, expecting Lin Qing to miss another move.

Every time a martial artist appears to practice radio gymnastics, coupled with the roughly repetitive performance method, the audience's nerves are a little impatient.

And Lin Qing's display was like a spark thrown into a barrel of explosives, completely igniting the audience.

"It seems that the response from audience friends is very enthusiastic."

The big guy turned to face the crowd with a smile on his face, "Do you still want to see this little brother show off martial arts?"

"miss you!"

"Do you want to watch actual combat?!"

"think!!"

The big guy nodded, as if he didn't expect that this exchange match would have such a good effect.

"In that case, let's all go out and have a full meal first. The venue will still be in this position in the afternoon, and we will start to exchange ideas!"

Lin Qing had to say that this boss knew how to mobilize the atmosphere.

After he finished speaking, the audience left the stage in an orderly manner, with undiminished interest on their faces, and they kept discussing Lin Qing's punch.

On the other side, the staff also instructed the contestants to arrive on time at two o'clock in the afternoon and start drawing lots.

Lin Qing and Qin Lue walked towards the cafeteria in the gymnasium together.

"Brother Lin, are you really a martial arts genius?"

Qin Lue took a deep look at Lin Qing and sighed.

The last time I sparred with Lin Qing, the other party flicked his whip kick.

But this time, Lin Qing actually integrated Tai Chi into the formula.

This speed of progress can be called a rocket.

"I was lucky too."

Lin Qing smiled and said modestly.

Whether it was a fluke, only you know.

When the two came to the cafeteria, they had to say that the food prepared for the contestants here was really good, and it was distributed free of charge in the form of a buffet.

Just as Lin Qing was going to choose dishes, a middle-aged man in hard attire with lightning eyes came over.

"Brother Lin, hello, the director of the Military Department of City D invites you to have dinner on the second floor."

The middle-aged man seemed to respect Lin Qing very much, and made a gesture of invitation.

Lin Qing was slightly taken aback.

When he came here, he heard from Qin Lue that the boss who came to watch the match was Director Chen of the local military department.

"Ok."

Lin Qing suppressed the doubts in his heart, and followed the middle-aged man to the second floor.

The second floor is obviously much cleaner.

Different from the rows of dining tables on the first floor, here are all kinds of exquisite private rooms.

It should be a place specially prepared for leaders to eat.

Following behind the middle-aged man, the two walked into the innermost private room.

"Director Chen, Mr. Lin is here."

"come in."

Sure enough, it was the voice of the big guy.

Lin Qing walked into the room and saw Director Chen sitting at the table and looking at him with a deep smile. The table was full of delicate meals.

"Brother Lin, sit down wherever you want."

Director Chen patted the seat very warmly.

Lin Qing nodded and sat down, feeling a little uncomfortable: "Director Chen, what's the matter?"

The other party shook his head and said with a broken smile: "Brother Lin, you call me Director Chen outside, but you can call me Brother Chen here."

"But don't be uncomfortable, just treat me as a lover of martial arts."

Lin Qing was taken aback for a moment, and thought about it randomly.

The other party was able to take the time to watch this exchange, obviously very interested in Chuanwu.

But those martial arts practitioners disappointed him until Lin Qing appeared, so it was not surprising that the other party could call him over alone.

The director actually poured Lin Qing a glass of water, and then answered Lin Qing's question:

"Brother Lin still has a competition in the afternoon, so I just opened the door and asked."

"Brother Lin, as the inheritor of real kung fu, what do you think of the lonely Chuan Wu?"

Director Chen looked at Lin Qing, straightened his expression, and asked.

Chapter 30 The future of Chuanwu, exchange with the same clan!

Lin Qing was taken aback for a moment, then thought for a moment, and replied: "Look at it with a normal heart."

Director Chen was a little surprised, as if he didn't expect Lin Qing to answer like this, and asked in doubt, "Why?"

"Because the era of martial arts is over."

Lin Qing looked calm and spoke slowly.

During this period of time, he was also thinking about this question, and finally came up with this answer.

If you want to exercise, you can choose the most scientific fitness method, and you can find a lot of teachings on the Internet.

If you want to practice martial arts, Sanda, muay thai, or even martial arts specially used to kill people, which one will take ten or twenty years to get out of the mountain like martial arts?

Even if the national calamity befalls, and the era when the national art was born again, Chuanwu can no longer go into battle to kill the enemy.

With a physical body, how can it resist bullets, air strikes, weapons of modern warfare?

Chuanwu is like a century-old man who is dying, and now he can find some relevant information on the Internet. I am afraid that as time goes by, he will not even be able to learn the simplified Taijiquan.

This is the future of Chuanwu.

After listening to Lin Qing's explanation, Chen Si didn't speak for a long time.

Then he said with emotion: "Brother Lin, you can see clearly."

As Lin Qing said, even if you want to promote it, you can't spread Chuanwu.

People's lives are already busy enough. Instead of spending a lot of time learning dozens of complex hand-sets, why not do simplified strength training?

Director Chen looked at Lin Qing with burning eyes: "Even though Chuanwu has come to an end, I'm still not reconciled."

"Will Brother Lin be willing to come to me as a martial arts consultant?"

Hearing this, Lin Qing was stunned.

Martial arts consultant?Made up?

Could this be the job at the end of the universe that I had dreamed of, with less leisure time and more benefits?

Just because you broke a sandbag?

You know, this was personally invited by the Chief of Military Division.

Lin Qing felt that the job he had dreamed of was now presented to him, which made Lin Qing feel unreal.

"Director Chen, I..."

After Lin Qing hesitated for a moment, he said, "I'm afraid I have to say sorry."

If it were the original, he would agree to the other party without hesitation.

You must know that this is the establishment of the military commander, and it is definitely not something you can get in if you want to.

But now, Lin Qing has the golden finger, and it is his goal to stay on the three-acre land and specialize in the way of spreading martial arts.

"I see." Director Chen sighed with an expression he had expected a long time ago: "When Brother Lin told me that Chuanwu was dead, I knew you had rejected me."

Director Chen nodded and gave Lin Qing a slight smile: "In that case, I won't delay Brother Lin here. Let's leave a contact information. If you change your mind later, you can contact me on your mobile phone. Come on this afternoon."

After all, he got up slowly, it seemed that he didn't plan to have dinner with Lin Qing.

In fact, Director Chen wanted to ask Lin Qing a lot of things, but he also knew that although Lin Qing didn't say anything, he would definitely feel a little uncomfortable if he had dinner with him.

"By the way, Brother Lin."

Director Chen pressed the doorknob, turned his head and looked at Lin Qing with meaningful eyes.

"Actually, you said that Chuanwu is dead. I don't quite agree."

"Is it possible that passing on martial arts is like a phoenix nirvana, living from death until one day it becomes a blockbuster?"

Hearing this, Lin Qing was slightly taken aback.

"Haha, I'm just joking." Director Chen laughed and shook his head, "You just think that what I said above is a middle-aged man complaining about his remaining blood."

Lin Qing didn't take it seriously, after all, which man didn't have the passion of youth?

Thinking about it, Director Chen is also a temperamental person.

It has to be said that Director Chen should have specially invited the chef to prepare meals for Lin Qing. There are four dishes and one soup, all meat and vegetables, and there is even a bowl of ginseng chicken soup to replenish Qi and blood.

After eating, Lin Qing had nothing to do, and took a walk on the court outside the venue to digest food.

"Ok?"

Not far away, Lin Qing saw that Qin Lue was talking about something with the Chen-style Tai Chi master who was complained about by the audience for gymnastics in the morning.

"Brother Qin."

He walked over to say hello.

"Oh, don't you see that Cao Cao Cao Cao is coming soon?"

With a smile on his face, Qin Lue stopped Lin Qing's shoulder familiarly, and introduced, "Brother Lin, this is the inheritor of Chen-style Taijiquan, master Zhu Yanchuan."

Lin Qing was taken aback for a moment, and bowed his hands: "Master Zhu."

"Don't dare, don't dare."

Zhu Yanchuan quickly waved his hands, and looked at Lin Qing with admiration: "It's true that blue is better than blue. Brother Lin's Tai Chi Kung Fu is much better than mine. I can't afford to say that, master. Instead, I should call you Master Lin"

After the show ended, he went to Qin Lue to inquire about Lin Qing.

The strength of that hand was really shocking, Zhu Yanchuan thought that some school had sent out a talented Tai Chi master.

"I have just mastered Tai Chi Jin by chance, and it's just scratching the surface."

Lin Qing scratched his head and smiled modestly.

Hearing this, Zhu Yanchuan's eyelids twitched.

At the age of 24 and five years old, he has mastered Tai Chi.

This made him, a master in his 50s, lose his face.

If it's really a fluke, 90.00% of the people in the world who have practiced Tai Chi nine times will simply stop practicing it.

shame.