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"In the sparring half a year ago, Lin Yue let go of the water. I only learned about this from Yongcheng after you left, so I am not his opponent."

The audience was in an uproar.

You said why people are discussing behind closed doors, isn't it because you don't want people to know the result?

In order to let you stop finding fault with Lin Yue, Ye Wen told you the result of the sparring, you are good, you are excited, and ran to surround others to help Ye Wen to the top, and came here to act wild after failing, and told people that Ye Wen was strong Overcoming Lin Yue, Ye Wen finally forced Ye Wen to admit in public that the last sparring was won because of Junior Brother Lin's release of water.

Pit, this person is really pitiful.

He cheated himself, the Foshan Wing Chun School, and finally Ye Wen.

Wu Zhongsu was dumbfounded: "How is it possible? Are you lying? Are you speaking for him? You...you are turning your elbows. How can you do this to Master's spirit in heaven?"

Ye Wen sighed: "I didn't lie, and I didn't dare to lie, senior brother... Stop it, your actions can only embarrass the master, no matter what you do to join hands with Mr. Gong To this extent, I will not agree."

"Junior Brother Lin." Ye Wen bowed to the ground: "Ip Man is here to apologize to you, please forgive Wu Zhongsu and the disciples of Foshan Wing Chun School. We are all Wing Chun descendants, not enemies."

Huang Yiping looked at the elder brothers of the Wing Chun school with a little more pity in his eyes. They are all apprentices of Chen Huashun, so why is there such a big gap.

"Senior Brother Ye." Lin Yue cupped his fists in return: "As long as they don't make small moves in the future, I can pretend that what happened today didn't happen, but if it happens again, please don't blame me for not caring about the friendship of the same family."

what can he do Ye Wen subdued in public, and pulled down his face to intercede for Wu Zhongsu and the Wing Chun sect. He is not the kind of hard-hearted person, so he should give Ye Wen a face and let the situation stop here, and if it really happens at this juncture To die of the Wing Chun school, one must receive a harsh and ruthless evaluation, which is not good for his plan to cooperate with Gong Baosen to plot Gong Er.

President Li gave a glance to the two young people behind, and the two stepped forward quickly, picked up Wu Zhongsu who was lying on the ground with a dull face, and walked outside.

"Thank you." Ye Wenwen thanked Master Liang of Qinglong Martial Arts Hall, Master Liao of Taishan Hall and others, clasping his fists, "The matter of the Wing Chun School... I made everyone laugh, ashamed, ashamed."

People don't want to see Wu Zhongsu, can they still wipe Ye Wen's face? They all clasped their fists in return, and spoke comforting words.

"Junior Brother Lin joins hands with Mr. Gong, I have no objection. You can handle the rest as you see fit. Ip Man will take a step first and leave."

Ye Wen left. Although Wu Zhongsu's behavior gave him a lot of embarrassment and made Foshan Wing Chun School a big joke, but with his character, he couldn't draw a clear line anyway. Asking Lin Yue for justice, he would not stand beside Lin Yue and step on Wu Zhongsu's foot. All he can do is try to resolve the grievances.

The old man in the Jingwu Association looked at his back and shook his head. When encountering such a thing, no matter how good your skills are, no matter how much wealth you have, it is useless.

Chairman Li and Huang Yiping didn't put their minds on Ye Wen and Wu Zhongsu, they were more concerned about Lin Yue's situation.

Ye Wen personally admitted that he was not as good as Lin Yue, which basically confirmed his status as the number one person in Foshan, but this is not the most important thing. The most important thing is that Lin Yue will fight with reason, face difficulties, and be decisive Not stubborn, is a character that can accomplish great things.

At this moment, a figure flashed outside the door, and the Jinlou waiter walked in with a damp body, ran to Lin Yue and whispered a few words in his ear.

Gong Er is here.

...

In the morning, a ray of dawn came into my eyes.

The tea was warm, and there was a white-glazed blue-and-white plate on the table, which contained two fruits and three cakes.

"Your old buddies in the north don't approve of this contest. What generation are you and what generation is he? Let him help you, how much face will he have to give him. Didn't dad always say that this Jianghu matter is not someone If the kung fu is high, whoever can cover the sky with one hand, rules must be followed in everything, there is reason behind the rules, then human feelings, and finally martial arts. So what if his surname Lin loses his senior brother? Southern martial arts, if you want to be round It's not his turn to get ahead."

"Don't be as knowledgeable as they are. The old people stick to the rules. When will the newcomers make their debut? Besides, it's not that era anymore. The meaning of the existence of some old rules is left to be broken."

"Father, our palace family has no defeats, and you are here, why should he stand out?"

"You, just like my father when he was young, only wins and loses in his eyes. You have to take a long-term view. Only after crossing the mountains can you see the momentum of the river. Only when you go down the river can you know the size of the sea. This is a human being, just like the sea. As for Jiang He, one must be tolerant and tolerant. Our palace has a high threshold, but no villains are allowed."

...

Golden House.

Hiding the love of children, but also hiding the heroic things.

As evening approached, Lin Yue climbed the stairs step by step by the weak candlelight.

Numerous men and women leaned on the railing and leaned over to watch him enter the front hall.

There are no high-ranking officials, no leaders in all walks of life, let alone young dandies. Today's Jinlou is the Jinlou of people from the rivers and lakes.

Uncle Deng looked at him with a smile: "Master Lin, there are gentlemen in the wind and dust, brother brought all the colleagues of Jinlou to seal the hall today to congratulate you."

Lin Yue took a look at the various gazes falling from above his head, and thought to himself that Gong Baosen and his group set up a stage to perform for the outsiders to watch?

"Thank you Uncle Deng for your love." Lin Yue arched his hands.

Uncle Deng shook the folding fan in his hand: "Please"

Lin Yue didn't talk much, and walked up the stairs on the right to the second floor of the Golden Building.

The head of the theater troupe clasped his fists with a smile: "Master Lin, I congratulate you on behalf of all the aunts in Jinlou."

Before the voice fell, a pair of narrow golden lotuses lightly stepped down the stairs. When they were two meters away from Lin Yue, the third sister slapped the railing, jumped out, and landed firmly on the ground.

"The third sister is the head of our Liaokou sister-in-law in the Beijing class. She can learn Baguazhang and wants to ask Master Lin for advice."

Lin Yue glanced at the spectators left and right, smiled slightly, and stretched out his right hand behind his back: "Please."

Wushu is popular in Guangdong and Guangxi, and Foshan is known as the hometown of martial arts. There are many schools and martial arts halls. As the largest gold-selling cave and dusty place in Foshan, how can there be no masters in the town.

Lin Yue was going to wrestle with Gong Baosen on behalf of the Lianjiazi of Guangdong and Guangxi, so of course Jinlou had to give some support.

Jinlou sent people to set up a card to prove to the representatives of Guangzhou Jingwu Association, Shanghai Jingwu Association and Guangxi boxers that Lin Yue has the strength to go upstairs, and secondly, he can also teach him the essentials of Baguazhang and Xingyiquan through fighting, so that he can fight with him Kung Pao-mori knew what he was doing before joining hands.

"Baguazhang adopts the method of swordsmanship. Single palm change is single sword, double palm change is double swords. Steps are broken and buckled. There are sixty-four changes. It is good at attacking sideways."

The third sister walked forward, with a stern look on her face, and stabbed Lin Yue's ribs with a single knife.

Lin Yue walked on a four-level horse, with his right hand piercing, drilling, wrapping, and circling, breaking through the attacking palms at a very fast speed, his right leg sealed all the movements of the opponent's lower body, and stepped forward suddenly, his fingers pierced like a broken bamboo, Finally, it stopped less than an inch away from the third sister's throat.

One round, just one round.

"Concession."

Lin Yue withdrew his fingers under the complicated eyes of the third sister, turned around and walked upstairs.

The sisters standing on the railing watched him walk into the side hall opposite.

Standing in the side hall is Mr. Rui, the accountant.

"Master Lin, I heard that Ma San, the eldest apprentice of Mr. Gong, can't hold Shihe under your hands."

Lin Yue cupped his fists and said, "I took advantage of him yesterday."

"that's humble……"

Mr. Rui said: "Third sister has already made a move. My old bone is also idle. Why don't I come out and join in the fun, Master He Helin."

Lin Yue said, "Please enlighten me."

Mr. Rui opened his posture: "Xingyiquan, Yue Fei is regarded as the ancestor, the so-called take off the gun as a fist. Drill! Chop! Horizontal! Cannon! Collapse!"

When the voice fell, he stepped forward quickly, stomped every inch, and blasted out with a blow of Bengquan.

Lin Yue's palms were facing forward, shaped like entangled silk, he pressed and stroked with his upper hand, and slapped along the joints with his lower hand, pak, half-step Bengquan, which was a straight-line attack, deviated from the direction.

Mr. Rui shook his body, stepped back and closed his move: "Tai Chi? Good skill."

"Concession."

"Xingyi Quan is domineering, Master Lin should be more careful."

Lin Yue nodded, turned around and went up the first floor again, and came to a room with many mirrors.

There was a person sitting on the round stool next to the round table, Jin Lou beat the handle in his hand, Jin Yong.

Lin Yue stopped in his tracks: "Brother Yong, at such an advanced age, do you still want to imitate young people?"

"Mr. Rui's loess is buried up to the neck, and I can make gestures with you. Compared with him, I am young and vigorous." Brother Yong stood up while speaking: "I thought I would wait a little longer, but I didn't expect to come It's so fast, let's go."

He bent his legs and took measurements.

Lin Yue said, "A series of firecrackers?"

Brother Yong was stunned for a moment, and then nodded: "A series of firecrackers."

Lin Yue waved: "Please."

Hearing a violent shout, Brother Yong strode forward, punching out with both fists, strong and vigorous, and his moves were fierce.

Shenqiao.

Bridge closed.

rush bridge.

Insert palm.

Tiger-shaped fist.

Crane-shaped fist.

Double shape of tiger and crane.

Mo Jiaquan.

Cai Lifo.

A punch feels like a punch.

Lin Yue, on the other hand, flicked to the left, flicked to the right, lowered his shoulders, retracted his stomach, tilted his head, twisted his waist, and stepped back. One move after another, until Brother Yong began to sweat on his forehead, the continuous punches eased a little, he swung his toes, first Wing Chun turned, then followed the boxing slide, and punched the opponent with an uppercut with his left hand Under the ribs, a straight fist with the left hand took advantage of the void and entered.

Huh~

The wind blows.

The sweat on his forehead seemed to be blown dry.

Lin Yue's fist stopped before his eyebrows.

"Brother Yong, I'll pinch the fire of the firecracker for you. As the old saying goes, boxing is afraid of young people. If you have time, you might as well smoke a cigarette and listen to the music."

Brother Yong took a step back, rubbed the part hit by the uppercut, bared his teeth and said, "It's a bad move."

Lin Yuegong cupped his hands: "How offending."

After speaking, continue to move forward.

"Hello." Before taking two steps, Brother Yong shouted from behind.

Lin Yue looked back.

"It doesn't matter whether he is a master or not, don't be merciless after chasing the wind and the moon."

Lin Yue smiled and walked up to the last floor.

Gong Baosen stood behind the door.

Is it time to break the cake?

How to break?

That's a question that Ye Wen would consider, if it were him, heh...