"...Wing Chun has been circulating for a long time. It originated in the mid-Qing Dynasty. It was popular in Guangdong and all over Fujian in the early years... Some people say that the ancestor was Yan Sanniang Yan Yongchun, and some people say that it was actually brought by Master Zhishan from Shaolin Temple. The specific kind is really untestable..."

"...Wing Chun actually has many types of internal parts, and there are many boxing books alone... There are four or five most commonly used, and there are also mantras, such as large flash side, small pitch, small flash side, large pitch, remember what to do when you look at the posture, and the footwork is divided into hooks, needles, bullets, kicks. The footwork is also dependent on the inclination, crooking, picking, killing, and stepping... But you don't have to care about these things now... After learning "Little Thoughts" and "Looking for the Bridge", you can just make the wooden stakes well. Let me teach you the first move..."

Seeing Ip Man patiently performing boxing skills for himself, there was no impatience on his face, but only serious. Liu Shan couldn't help but sigh. Although Ip Man was not crazy about practicing martial arts, he also loved fist and foot skills. Every time he taught his apprentice, he always had a faint smile on his face, and I think he was enjoying the fun of repeatedly familiarizing himself with boxing.

Including today, Liu Shan has been here for three days. In order not to stimulate the resentment of these young people from the bottom of the class towards foreigners, Liu Shan did not wear military uniforms, but instead changed into a set of plain training uniforms customized in the tailor shop, and made a big sleeve to make a little more beautiful when doing the movements.

Liu Shan is not a disciple here. When Ip Man introduced his disciples, he only said that he was his wife's brother-in-law. Maybe he saw that Liu Shan drove a small car every day, and the disciples couldn't figure out the details and kept their distance. The only exception and who was interested in Liu Shan was the eldest disciple Huang Liang.

When this boy saw Liu Shan young, he didn't care that he was of the same age as his master and called him his name. He often asked Liu Shan to call him his senior brother.

Liu Shan didn't mind, but he was a little amused. However, he felt a little fond of Huang Liang's straightforward personality. Later, Liu Shan invited him and the disciples at the beginning to have two meals. The few of them became familiar with each other.

"Who is Ip Man?"

Just when I was listening seriously, three or four big men with blue noses and swollen faces came up on the rooftop at some point, and they opened their mouths and started yelling.

Ip Man stretched out his head, looked at the few people, and said, "What's the matter?"

"Your apprentice Huang Liang injured our brothers. Now we are in our hands. Li Hongji, who uses money to be a fish, will redeem people!" After saying that, he went downstairs without waiting for Ye Wen to speak.

Seeing that Ip Man did not speak, the dozen disciples did not dare to intercept him without authorization. They could only let them leave.

Ip Man was very calm. He walked to the small coffee table and picked up the tea and took a sip, took out a cigarette and lit it.

Liu Shan knew that this was the fuse to fight with Hong Quan, so he naturally couldn't sit idly by and walked forward two steps: "Brother-in-law, do you want me..."

Before he finished speaking, Yeh Wen raised his hand to stop Liu Shan's words and said, "It's okay! Don't worry. Why are you stunned? Keep practicing."

The apprentices looked at each other and continued to catch the opponent.

Liu Shan's eyes rolled, but he didn't know what to do. He found an excuse to go downstairs and drive away.

Leaving does not mean ignoring it. Liu Shan will not let it go if he has a chance to get along with the police, Hong Quan and even boxing matches. He just had some ideas.

The old man's appearance last night answered many of his questions and understood the intention of traveling through the administration.

trade.

These two words can summarize the conversation over the whole night.

Your current status is equivalent to that of a supplier and a bottom-level buyer. You can provide goods to the previous company, namely the Time Travel Administration, for currency, and then use it to buy some things that are not available in this plane. This currency is naturally the points mentioned by several different leaders.

With this concept, Liu Shan felt a little relieved.

Liu Shan is somewhat sensitive to the concept of selling warriors, that is, humans. But he is just sensitive. For people who are not happy, Liu Shan will not hesitate to sell them in packages and exchange them for points.

This confrontation is an opportunity. Through the test last night, I had some guesses about the unlimited fighting competition in the mission. Today's contact with Sammo Hung is a good opportunity.

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The main plane, the U.S. headquarters building of the Mingwang Group, in the garden of the top chairman's rest area. Wang Zheng was lying on the chair with his feet up, basking in the sun leisurely.

Such a relaxed and even idle day has been gone for a long time. The rare peace and peace in the main plane made Wang Zheng feel like he was spiritually defending the air.

He pinched a sword technique with his right hand and raised his hand slightly. The two-foot-long sword light stretched out from Wang Zheng's fingertips and dissipated into the air bit by bit. Wang Zheng felt the total amount of energy in his body, smashed it, smashed it and said, "It's still not possible!"

This is the essence of Wang Zheng’s last time traveling through "A Chinese Ghost Story" - storing energy in the human body.

This internal power, named "Tathagata's Divine Palm" by Wang Zheng, actually has nothing to do with the Tathagata's Divine Palm in "Kung Fu". It's just that after the Buddhist energy becomes sexually altered with the most basic biological energy of the human body, it can be stored in the human body.

Although this operation method and expression method are the same as martial arts in the martial arts plane, it is essentially a scientific product. There is no strategic recovery - that is, this energy is consumed and can no longer be generated from the human body. The only way to supplement is to instill energy again, or replace the "energy battery".

However, even so, it is not worse than internal strength. Even if it breaks through the capacity problem of the "energy battery", it will be much better than the internal strength that has been cultivated after many years of hard work.

For ordinary people in power, this is of course a good way to mass-produce martial arts masters. However, for Wang Zheng, with a large number of super-powered warriors, he does not care much about the mass-producing issue. Instead, he is concerned about how to use his powerful energy conversion to supplement the lost "internal force" so that this thing looks more like internal force from the outside.

Just as I was watching my fingers randomly thinking, the crisp sound of high heels stepping on the ground gradually came from behind.

"Hanzhu and Hanyou, what's the matter?"

Wang Zheng did not look back. Although he could only hear one person's footsteps in his ears, Wang Zheng knew that there must be two people coming.

The figures are close to each other, and they are indeed two girls walking side by side. They are wearing tight short skirts of the same style, one is snow-white and one is red. The four equally slender and straight thighs are neatly and consistent, which looks very beautiful. The only thing that is noticeable is that the two girls are carrying a Tang sword around their waists, the same color as the other person, but the opposite of themselves. The blade body, which is about 1.3 meters long, is theoretically not suitable for the girls, but it looks so harmonious and as one.

"Young Master! Someone has activated the trading permission!" The two women's faces were the same, they were both beautiful and white, and their expressions were also cold. They opened their mouths and spoke at the same time. If they didn't look back, they would definitely feel that they were the same person.

"Oh?" Wang Zheng raised his eyebrows and said, "I actually reported to you. What's so special?"

"Sister Zi Ling said that this plane is very suitable for the force upgrade experiment." Han Zhu and Hanyou's voice was as usual, but a hint of excitement flashed in his eyes.

"Ha!" Wang Zheng sat up, looked at the two girls who had followed him for two hundred years and had not changed their appearance, and said, "Don't use your sister Zi Ling as a guise. She can't take off now, tell me. What has attracted your interest again?"

This is not something Wang Zheng said nonsense. Zi Ling has really not had time in recent days. She is busy getting married to herself now.

That's right, Wang Zheng ran away, and he couldn't stand this cumbersome ceremony. He was going to find two clones to send it away. Unexpectedly, Zi Ling was excited to attend it herself, so Wang Zheng ignored it and let her do whatever she wanted. Anyway, she was just an explanation to the old couple and a situation to show off.

Hanzhu and Hanyou looked at each other. At the same time, they stretched out a hand and opened a light screen.

"Unlimited Fighting Competition? Trio? Ip Man plane? Worldwide?" Wang Zheng said laughing and crying: "What are you two playing? Are you planning to hold the King of Fighting Competition in Ip Man?"

The two women nodded at the same time, with a serious expression.

Wang Zheng choked and looked at the column of the time traveler above. A young man with eyes shook his head and said, "Hey, you can hit these two aunts in the hands of you, beg for good luck!"

"Young Master!" the two women shouted in unison, and their cold pretty faces actually showed a hint of pleading expression.

"Okay! It's just a low-martial test plane anyway. There's nothing wrong with you recently, so let's go with you to play!" Wang Zheng stood up, stretched his waist and said, "But we agreed in advance. The main purpose is to test it. You guys should do it leisurely!"

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Inside the fish, Ip Man walked slowly, observing the surrounding environment, while secretly watching the place that should have become quiet and uninhabited. It was very quiet along the way, and everyone he saw was working with his head down. Although there was no guest, he was still nervous and busy.

After several people pushing the cart, I took a few turns and finally found the fish stall with Li Hongji's signature written on it.

When I entered inside, there were more than a dozen people standing or sitting. Half were playing cards, and the other half were either chatting in a low voice or sitting in a daze, which was a little more angry than outside.

A small man soon discovered Ip Man and called out to Brother Chi. Everyone stood up and surrounded him.

"Are you his master?" A young man wearing a hat and a little bruised corner of his mouth, looked at Ye Wen up and down, and raised his chin.

"That's right!" Ip Man bowed calmly and said, "Brother, I think this time it should be a pure misunderstanding. If you have something to do, just say it slowly. Can you let my apprentice go first?"

Ip Man has been practicing martial arts for many years, and he has a sense of demeanor and speaks politely. This small word may be to give Ip Man face, or maybe it is because the code is too much for them to run away. He didn't feel vague, and just shouted: "Let him come out!"

Someone raised his foot and kicked a stack of fishing nets over, reached out to pull out a man from the fish pond, and kicked the man out with another kick.

Yeh Wen hurriedly stepped forward to support him and looked at Huang Liang, "A Liang, are you okay?"

Huang Liang put his neck on his face with a proud look on his face and replied loudly: "I'm fine. If you want to ask, you have to ask if the beaten person is fine!"

"What did you say? I can't beat you? Do you want to die, right?"

Brother Ji was so angry that he roared forward, and the group of brothers behind him rushed up immediately.

Ip Man quickly stood in front and repeatedly bowed and said good things before stopping the group of people.

"Don't tell me those things that are not available. I don't know the messy truths of you. I only know that I took someone and you have to give them money if you want someone. Where is the money? Take it!" Brother Ji stretched out his hand impatiently, and glared at Ip Man with bulging glasses.

"No money!" Ip Man said calmly, just as of course.

"Beat him!" Brother Ji couldn't help it this time, and roared and rushed forward.

"Don't be so impulsive..." Ip Man kicked Brother Ji back with one kick. Just as he was about to persuade him, he found that more than a dozen people around him rushed up and quickly stopped and focused on fighting.

This is Hongquan's territory. Except for a small number of foreigners, the entire fish have two or three hundred people. All the disciples of Ip Man and his disciples are making trouble here, and the matter is definitely getting bigger and bigger.

Ip Man has high ability and quick reactions. With a disciple who already has half a true teaching, it would be too easy to fight a dozen or twenty little fish dealers. But he obviously estimated that he had wrongly estimated the number of enemies.

If you can't do ten, you can get twenty, if you can't do twenty, if you can't do twenty, if you can't do forty, if you can't do forty, if you can get eighty guys.

The more enemies fight, the more ruthless the attacks are, and Ip Man will not only keep it, but even if he tries his best, it will probably not be able to support it for long.

Huang Liang obviously saw that it was not good. He held a large wooden board to block several machetes and shouted loudly: "Master. What should I do?"

Ip Man was very straightforward: "Run!"

He grabbed Huang Liang's hand and used his skill to sway the whole thing. He was not slow, and he stepped on the pile of fishing nets. He then jumped out of the encirclement behind Huang Liang.

At this moment, a large group of people holding bamboo poles rushed over from the other direction, shouting loudly from inside their mouths, with a strong aura.

Ip Man subconsciously protected Huang Liang behind him. He stared at him with his eyes, was stunned and said, "Look for Kingsoft?"

A few days ago, I met a wife's brother. Last night, I met the old brother Zhou Qingquan. Now I met Jinshan, a martial artist I had fought before. It seems that I really should have wandered around. I can't meet anyone at home. When I came out, I met an acquaintance.

Kingsoft rushed over with a large number of fellow villagers, holding bamboo tubes. Ye Wen didn't do anything, but instead jumped the Hongquan disciples who chased out from behind, slowed down and became alert.

"Hey! What are you doing?" Brother Ji flew out with questioning and impatient on his face. It was obvious that he was looking for Kingsoft.

Jinshan paid attention to him at all. He played a few Hongquan tricks on his own, and then he was confused by all Hongquan disciples. Then he quickly walked to Ye Wen, clasped his fists and said, "Master Ye, you go!"

He was so direct, and Ip Man was a little stunned. He looked at Kingsoft and looked at Brother Ji, who looked unwillingly, but he still didn't speak. He was a little hesitant.

"Let's go!" Jinshan reached out and took back the two machetes that I had snatched from somewhere in his hand, and waved his hand proudly.

Ye Wen understood a little now. It seemed that Jinshan was looking for some power in this area. He was not pretentious and turned around and wore his apprentice and walked out.

"What are you doing!"

A sudden roar of tigers made the Hongquan disciples who were unwilling to be pushed and shoved.

Ip Man's heart was also thrilled and he was secretly complaining: Huang Liang, Huang Liang, who have you messed with? Is there still a whole lot of people?

When I turned around, I saw a rich man, with more than a hundred people, striding hard, and walking towards him in full force.
To be continued...