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In just half a morning, the name of Jinshan became popular all over the small half of Foshan, especially in Dongjie Street. Many people were talking about what happened in the morning.

Master Liang, who was good at dragon-shaped boxing, was beaten to the head, and the master of Weiyi Martial Arts, who is known as the master of Cai Lifo, was given a discount. Liao Rihui, who is a boxer in the north, was defeated...

People who have seen Jin Shanzhao say that he not only looks fierce, but also punches fiercely.

Yes, the operation in the morning made Jinshan find a big name, but it also made Foshan people full of dissatisfaction, because Jinshan looked too arrogant.

Two months ago, the one from Fenjintang beat up the masters of Wuguan Street, but fundamentally speaking, they were protecting the martial arts hall. Chao Teng, the master of Shaolin Hongquan Martial Arts, and Liang, the master of Qinglong Martial Arts. Waiting for people is the one who kicked the hall, so from the standpoint of ordinary citizens, they don't think Lin Yue is a bully. At most, they say that he doesn't follow the rules and is a thorn.

Looking for Jinshan is different. As a northern boxer, after coming to Foshan, he kicked from one martial arts gym to another, as if he wanted to pass the customs. Let me down Yunyun, so naturally the people of Foshan can't bear it anymore, and wish they could tear this poor guy alive.

noon.

Jin Shanxun and his four brothers came to Changji noodle stall on East Street.

There were knives and bowls of noodles on the table, and the five of them ate the noodles in the bowls regardless of the dissatisfied eyes around them.

"Brother, what kind of noodles is this? It's so soft and thin, it's as thin as a girl's legs. It's boring!"

The person wearing a padded vest next to him said, "Isn't it? We can eat one bowl over there, but here we need at least three bowls. No wonder southerners are short and thin. It's no wonder that eating this every day makes them grow taller and stronger."

"That's right." The man in the green coat put down the bowl, rolled up his sleeves and said, "It's just that none of the martial arts gyms we went to in the morning can fight. Definitely went to sea."

Just as Jin Shanxun was about to speak, the owner of the noodle stall came over with two plates of green vegetables.

"You guys from out of town, just beat a few minions and pretend to be a master. Let's wait until you win the two best fighters."

As soon as he put the vegetables on the table, he was about to turn around and leave when Jin Shan called to stop him.

"Hey, old man, what are the two who can fight the most? How can there be two people who can fight the most?"

The old man glanced at him, took off the towel around his neck and wiped his hands: "Originally the person who can fight the most in Foshan is Ip Man, but since the teacher from Fenjin Hall came, whoever can fight the best in Foshan will be It's hard to say."

"Mr. Teacher?" said the man in the green coat, "Mr. Teacher also punches?"

The old man wiped off the sweat from the heat: "You can't do both civil and military skills? Just the few of you who beat the ground in the morning, went to the Endeavor Hall to kick the gym more than a month ago, and they were all beaten."

Jin Shan was puzzled and said: "Mr. Teacher is so good at playing, why don't you compare yourself with Ye Wen?"

When talking about this, the old man cheered up: "Because they all play Wing Chun, strictly speaking, they are still in the same school. Do you think it is meaningful to compete in this kind of thing?"

"Hey... You said these two people, if I can't sit still, they are all martial arts practitioners, not to mention brothers, brothers have to compete." The man in the green coat took a mouthful of vegetables and threw them into his mouth. Li, full of displeasure.

"You think everyone is as rude as you are."

"Old man, who are you calling rude?"

Jin Shan asked his brother to give him a hand, meaning don't be as knowledgeable as the old man, and use your strength where it should be used.

"Brother, Ye Wen or Mr. Teacher, which one should you call first?"

"Mr. Teacher is very close."

"good."

...

In the afternoon, with the warm sun shining brightly, a stream of people flocked to Endeavor Hall.

Many people knew Jin Shanzhao, and they walked straight to Endeavor Hall. The idiot knew what was going to happen next. The spectators followed a long line, wondering how the battle would end.

In the past, Lin Yue was considered a foreigner, but now he compares himself with Jin Shan, and he immediately becomes his own. Even the disciples of the martial arts halls who were disgraced by him two months ago, cheer him up in their hearts, hoping to find Jin Shan. A nice one.

Boom~

There was a loud bang.

The door of Endeavor Hall was kicked open from the outside.

Lin Yue put down the book in his hand and looked up, feeling sorry for that door panel, you said these annoying guys, can't they use another door panel to kick?

The children who were writing at the desk in front turned their heads together and looked curiously at the strangers walking in front. They were all used to it after going through the previous kicks. This time, Hongzhu didn't cry, and Dong Xiaoping had already started to mourn for Jinshan. .

"Wu Yan, take the students to the back." Lin Yue got up and walked towards the door.

"Yes, Master." Wu Yan agreed, and quickly guided the children in the front hall to hide in the back hall.

"Yo, you are really a teacher." Jin Shanxun said, "You are the Lin Yue who claims to be the authentic Wing Chun?"

"right."

"My name is Jin Shanxun. I came from the north to open a martial arts gym in the south of you. This time I came here to compete with you and see who has the higher kung fu."

Just like what Lin Yue thought, this guy must come to Fenjin Hall first to kick the hall. After all, Ye Zhai is a certain distance from Wuguan Street, and Fenjin Hall is very close to where they eat.

"Why should I compare with you? It's not good for me."

"What, no comparison?" Jin Shan glared: "I brought so many people here, why don't you say no comparison?"

Lin Yue pointed to the wooden sign hanging at the door: "Did no one tell you the rules of my Endeavor Hall?"

Jin Shan looked astonished: "What's the rule?"

Lin Yue thought that no matter who told Jinshan to look for the address of Fenjintang, that person must have no good intentions, because last time I said in public that Fenjintang will teach martial arts in the morning and practice essays in the afternoon, and if anyone disturbs the teaching, don't blame him. hand.

"Teach martial arts in the morning, study essays in the afternoon, and play gymnastics. Come back tomorrow morning."

"Why are you like a bitch, with so many rules, no, just fight now." Jin Shan looked at Lin Yue carefully: "You are not afraid, you want to send me to Ye Wen's side? You If you don’t want to compare, you can shout three times to the people at the door, saying that Wing Chun was beaten by a woman, and it won’t work if you see my Jinshan.”

The little brother behind him laughed loudly. Before coming to Foshan, some people said that there are hidden dragons and crouching tigers, and there are many high-level people, but when they arrived, they found out that they were all bragging. The hometown of martial arts has a false name.

"What Wing Chun is authentic, I think it's the authentic Wing Chun."

"What are you shouting about? Making trouble again?"

At this moment, a familiar voice came from outside. Li Zhao walked into Fenjin Hall with two attendants, and looked at Jin Shanxun and his four younger brothers with hostility. Of course I know what happened this morning.

Come touch porcelain again?

Lin Yue was speechless, thinking that this guy would really add drama to himself.

"Just make an exception once and teach these bastards a lesson." Li Zhao leaned close to him and whispered, "Just think of it as honoring Wing Chun."

Lin Yue turned his head and glanced at Jin Shan and others behind Li Zhao: "It's okay to compare, but there must be a lottery."

Jin Shan looked for it, raised his head and said, "What prize?"

"The losing side will take the winning side as their teacher, and they will be on the saddle, um... at least for a year."

"If you lose, you want to be an apprentice?"

Lin Yue said: "Do you disagree? If you disagree, please go out. If you insist on making trouble, Captain Li's gun is not a vegetarian."

When Lin Yue talked about guns, Li Zhao recalled what happened last time with an unnatural expression, and quickly turned to look behind him: "Why? Don't you dare?"

Jin Shanzhao frowned and thought for a while, then said at the top of his voice, "Who dares not, I will be your apprentice if I lose, and if you lose, just call me Grandpa."

The apprentice and the grandson were next to each other, and there was a lot of discussion outside the door.

Lin Yue didn't say anything, and gave Li Zhao a wink: "Let the folks step back a little, swords have no eyes, and it's not good to hurt people."

"Then be careful." Li Zhao reminded him, and ordered two followers to restrain the audience who gathered outside the door.

Lin Yue took two steps forward, asked the hand on the left, guarded the hand on the right, and rushed to Jinshan to find a move.

"Look at the fist."

After shouting violently, Jin Shan found a tiger to jump off the switch, and when he came up, he attacked like a storm. Lin Yue fought back with his hands, and the guard moved with him. The two fists and palms clashed.

In the first three rounds, Lin Yue did not attack, but only made a defensive posture, plowing, blocking, circle, pat, push, block... one by one to decipher the incoming moves.

At the fourth juncture, Jin Shan sank his body, retracted his left fist, moved his lunge slightly, and quickly released his right fist. Lin Yue sat on the horse and turned to the right, with his arms outstretched, pushing away to punch him.

Jin Shan stomped on the ground with his right foot, borrowed his strength to rise up, his foot sent out a whirlwind, and swept forward.

Lin Yue bowed his head and gave way.

Jin Shan found his body and landed on the ground, clapped his hands down, and kicked forward with his feet together.

Lin Yue stepped aside.

At this moment, Jin Shanchao got up smoothly and attacked Lin Yue with two high legs in a row.

The fight between the two was troublesome to say the least, but in fact it was very fast, several rounds in the blink of an eye, the audience outside the door saw that Lin Yue only dodged and did not fight back, and scratched their heads anxiously, for fear that he would be accidentally beaten by Jinshan, calling grandpa a small matter, It's a big deal to lose the face of Foshan people.

After a few rounds, Lin Yue roughly figured out the number of ways and the attacking rhythm of the poking fist and the attacking rhythm. , Clapping out in succession, tangling the back of the hand, thrusting the elbow, and blocking the arm, at the moment when Jinshan was looking for a change of direction, his eyes turned cold and his momentum suddenly changed.

Special thanks to the 10,000 starting coins rewarded by the underwater ups and downs, and the 1,000 starting coins rewarded by Bei Ah before the fourth uncle died.