My Teacher is Sun Wukong

"Is it a fight?" Xiao Fei asked.

"Hit, and the opponent I played against was weak, and I was ok by one move." Xiao Gang said.

Xiao Fei was very satisfied with listening. Xiao Gang was an ancient Wu practitioner. If he couldn’t even cross the sea election, wouldn’t he become a joke?

Of course, if you win, you may not be able to choose. The specific result will have to wait for the announcement tomorrow.

"Fly less, stay with us to the hotel to celebrate. Congratulations on winning the battle." Xiao Gang said.

......

Just in the sports center, the office of the Huacheng Kungfu Association.

Several staff members are busy counting the data of the sea election players. Now that the sea election is nearing the end, the players who have qualified to go to Beijing have already come out.

At this time, a 60-year-old, spirited old man came in. He is dressed in a white kungfu shirt, well-proportioned, and his hands are full of health and vitality. It looks very temperament.

“How is the situation in this election?” The old man with good temperament asked a middle-aged man sitting next to the computer.

The middle-aged man turned around and saw the old man.

"He old!" The middle-aged man showed a surprise look. "How come you are free to come here? You can come here to guide us, and the younger generation is very honored."

To say this old man, as long as the person practicing the Xingyiquan did not know him. He is the only remaining fruit of Xingyiquan in the present world - He Bonian, who enjoys a supreme reputation in the form of Xingyiquan.

"You are welcome." He Laohe said.

"The situation in Haixuan is very good. One of the players is particularly eye-catching." The surprised expression on the face of the staff member could not conceal it. "His routines and instruments are slightly inferior, but his ability to fight is amazing. Strong, a round has knocked down the opponent. I believe that he can definitely participate in the city on behalf of the flower city."

"Let me see his video of the game." He Bonian said faintly.

"Okay." The middle-aged man hurriedly opened the video recording. The video appeared on Xiao Gang. "Zhang Lao, you see, his boxing method is very effective, and the power is very big. One stroke will knock down the opponent." The middle-aged man gave He Bonian a video of the match. While pointing to Xiao Gang, I praised it.

In the sea election, their most fancy is actually actual combat, what routines, equipment performance is to detect whether the player is practicing this boxing, in fact, it is not very important.

"Show me the video of his routine." After reading Xiao Gang's performance in the game, He Bonian did not decide whether to let the middle-aged man show him Xiao Gang's routine video.

The middle-aged man read the video of Xiao Gang’s performance routine, and waited quietly for the comments of his seniors.

"This player can't let him qualify." After reading it, He Bonian said calmly.

“Why?” the middle-aged man asked inexplicably.

"The routine he played was obviously different from the orthodox boxing. You see his performance. There are many places that are lacking and not good at all. Although his strength is good, he is a wilderness..." He Bonian Said faintly.

"Well, since the old predecessors said so, let him practice for a few more years." Although the middle-aged man’s heart is a pity, he does not dare to violate the words of He Bonian. If he dares to oppose the Taishan Beidou, his rice bowl will be lost.

He Bonian is the master of today's Xingyiquan. He is a three-generation disciple of Zhao Daoxin, a famous master of the late Qing Dynasty. His prestige and status are very high throughout China. He was awarded the title of Senior Martial Officer by the Huaxia Kungfu Association.

Since he denied Xiao Gang, Xiao Gang did not have the possibility of turning over.

"But how old..." At this time, the staff member said a word gently at the ear of He Bonian.

"What happened to him as a Xiao family!" After listening to the staff member, Zhang Lao was angry and shouted in a sigh of relief. "He is the son of an official and let him go? You still have no bones!" You are also a face-faced boxer. It’s just a shame to the people in our martial arts!"

For the staff member's face flushed, he secretly sneaked in his heart, isn't he taking advantage of his old qualifications, what is the leadership spectrum? I just whispered to you, you actually yelled up and didn't leave me a face?

In fact, he also knows why He Bonian is not afraid of Xiao family. He Bonian is already the old man of 60 or 70 years old. His age is too big. Xiao family can't put down his body and deal with him. And the people of Xiao family seem to be unable to manage the martial arts world.

Simply put, he is leaning on the old and selling old.

He Bonian taught the staff member, and then he said to all the people present at the meeting: "You are all learning martial arts. The people who study Chinese Kung Fu, the most important thing is to talk about martial arts, no martial arts. It’s useless to be taller.”

After telling a lot of truth, probably he felt a little tired, and he stopped.

"Why did the old predecessor ask for anger, isn't it a sea-selected player? We won't let him go." The middle-aged man who was reprimanded was dissatisfied. But without showing it in the slightest, he took the initiative to come and comfort him.

"He old predecessor, are you here?" At this time, a beautiful woman came in, it was the host Shu Lingling. He was very pleased to see He Bonian. All the staff members went back and saw the surprise look as soon as they saw this Shu Lingling. Unexpectedly, it was her famous host who came to Huaduhai to choose the scene. It’s really light on my face.

"It’s Xiaoshu, I welcome you on behalf of the Huadu Wushu Association.” He Bonian said enthusiastically.

"Where is the old saying, you are a senior, I met you a younger generation, but also ask you to give more advice." Shu Lingling said with a smile. After saying that he had gone, he supported the hand of He Bonian. "Older generation, I will accompany you to the scene to see."

Shu Lingling was sent from above, and of course she will go to the scene. He Bonian, as the Taishan Beidou in the martial arts world, will also go to watch the exhibition that he cares about the cause of Chinese Kung Fu.

But they are only going now, it is estimated that the election should be over.

......

Sea election site.

There are only the last few players in the game, and some of the players who have finished the game have already left. Those who predict that they can get excited are very excited, and those who feel hopeless are very lost.

The first two rounds of routines and equipment performances, the judges will give points on the spot, plus the performance of the final battle, who can be elected or lost is already very clear.

(End of this chapter)