I Opened the Martial Arts Hall In Marvel

"Papa!" In the Wing Chun Martial Arts Hall, fierce applause rang out. This was a subconscious action of the Wing Chun Martial Arts Hall students. Although the discussion just now was short, in the eyes of the students, it was exceptionally exciting!

"Uncle Master, can I also learn boxing with you here?" Huang Liang walked to Huang Wen with bright eyes, and asked eagerly.

"Naturally it is possible." Huang Wen smiled and nodded, "You can be regarded as a descendant of my Wing Chun line, and you are my junior. If you come to practice boxing, there will be no problem. Of course, I still have to check first. Can you tell me about your basic skills?"

"No problem! I can!" Huang Liang's eyes flashed with confidence when he heard the need to test kung fu.

"Wing Chun, how much have you practiced?" Huang Wen asked with a smile as he watched his feet close together and stood upright, with his hands hanging beside his legs, looking forward, the energetic Huang Liang.

"Little thoughts and bridge-seeking routines, I have been laying the foundation, now I will show them to Master!"

Huang Liang arched his hands at Huang Wen, lifted his hands from the side of his legs to the side of his chest, clenched his fists, fisted upwards, fisted back downwards, and pulled his arms back a little harder to start Wing Chun's elementary introductory routine.

Xiao Nian Tou is the foundation of Wing Chun. What Huang Wen teaches to Wing Chun martial arts students is exactly the method of Xiao Nian Tou. Only by practicing Xiao Nian Tou can he be regarded as an apprentice who meets Huang Wen's requirements.

And the same is to practice small thoughts proficiently. The students taught by Huang Wen are obviously far from Huang Liang. The most important aspect is the spirit of Huang Liang.

With Ye Wen and Bai Zhantang's eyesight, Huang Wen can naturally see that the Huang Liang in front of him is definitely a genius, a genius of boxing!

Soon, Huang Liang finished his set of small thoughts, his complexion was a little red, but his breath was still very stable, and he didn't have any sense of fatigue, and then he started the bridge-seeking boxing routine.

"In this way, he is already considered to be an entry-level, if he has practiced the standard finger routine, I am afraid he can be considered a proficient level. At this age, he is no worse than the original Huang Wen!" Huang Wen's mind flashed. After a thought, my heart moved a little, "This is a good seed!"

"Huang Liang, take a hand with me!" Huang Wen looked at Huang Liang with bright eyes, and said with a smile.

"Okay!" Huang Youliang seemed to understand something, grinned, and put his hands together with Huang Wen. The hands of the two were separated, not sticking, feeling the strength and reaction of each other.

Although I just saw Huang Wen discussing with Logan, I already knew that Huang Wen's strength was very strong, but what surprised Huang Liang was that the unfathomable aura on Huang Wen's body far surpassed his grandfather.

"Step!" After a distracting effort, Huang Liang's body was pushed out by Huang Wen, but Huang Wen grabbed Huang Liang's wrist in time to prevent him from falling.

"Huang Liang, would you like to worship me as a teacher?" Huang Wen let go of Huang Liang and asked seriously, looking at Huang Liang's eyes.

"Disciple Huang Liang, pay homage to Master!" Huang Liang returned to his senses and immediately knelt down to worship.

"Okay, it's all the time, just toast a cup of tea." Huang Wen smiled and held Huang Liang, "The difference between our two ages is actually not that big. You don't have to be restrained. You will come to practice boxing in your spare time from now on. , I will, as long as you are willing to learn, I can give it to you!"

"Thank you, Master, I will pour tea!" Huang Liang hurriedly looked around. Although Zhong Qiang on the side didn't understand why Huang Wen suddenly accepted Huang Liang as his apprentice, he still pointed to the direction of the stairwell. Huang Liang ran over quickly.

Recruiting Huang Liang as a disciple is different from these students in Wing Chun Martial Arts Hall. These students in Wing Chun Martial Art Hall must be at least proficient, hardworking and talented, and Huang Wen will officially accept disciples. Said that Huang Liang is regarded as Huang Wen's major disciple.

In this regard, even Zhong Qiang doesn't have this treatment. After all, in theory, Zhong Qiang and Huang Wen are the same generation.

Soon, Huang Liang ran over with a cup of tea, bowed and handed the tea to Huang Wen and said, "Master, please have tea."

"Yeah." Huang Wendan nodded with a smile, took the tea, took a sip, "From today on, you are my eldest disciple and the master of my Wing Chun martial arts gym. I hope you won't let me in the future. Disappointed."

"Disciple Huang Liang, I will definitely not let Master down!" Huang Liang said solemnly.

"Well, there are vacancies upstairs. You can live here when you don't have classes on weekends." Huang asked the tea cup aside, "But, martial arts, don't delay your studies..."

"Hey, don't worry, Master, I'm a learner!" Huang Liang patted his chest confidently, "Practicing boxing is my hobby, and studying is also my hobby!"

"Xueba..." Zhong Qiang on the side is very uncomfortable with such creatures as Xueba, especially since this Xueba is also better than himself in boxing practice. Isn't this a proper kid from someone else's family?

The eyes of the students next to Huang Liang were full of envy, but they also knew that the strength Huang Liang had just shown in boxing was far above them.

"That's amazing, this boy is only a teenager, and he can have such strength. I have been practicing for a month and have not been awarded an apprentice medal..." A thin, black man with glasses looked a little bit. Muttered to himself in frustration.

"However, I only have a little time to practice before going to bed every day, and I can come to practice boxing on weekends like today..."

"Ting bell!" At this moment, the black man's cell phone rang, and the black man quickly picked it up when he saw that it was the leader's phone.

"Who, there is something wrong with the circuit here, come over and fix it immediately!"

"Yes..." The black reluctant voice sounded ~www.wuxiaspot.com~ and then he arched his hands apologetically at Huang Q, "Sorry, teacher, I have something urgent at work and need to leave."

"Well, go, Max." Huang asked a glance at Max and nodded, "I'm done, I can come back when I have time. Your progress is indeed a bit slow."

"Teacher, do you know my name?" Max widened his eyes and looked at Huang with some excitement.

"Although you come less, but every time you practice hard, I will naturally remember you." Although Huang asked wondering why Max was so excited, he still explained with a smile, "Come on, I am optimistic about you and strive for Earn an apprentice medal earlier!"

"Thank you, teacher, I will work hard!" Max was very excited and bowed to Huang Wen, and then hurried out.

"It seems that ordinary people's life here is not so satisfactory." Huang Liang shook his head and looked at Huang and asked, "Master, when do you start to teach the standard method?"

"Come upstairs with me." Huang Wen suddenly felt that Wing Chun Martial Arts Hall is indeed a bit small, especially when there are no compartments. Maybe, it should be built up, or a basement should be built.