It’s Master Liao from Taishan Hall, Ip Man’s first opponent in the movie.

"Master Lin."

Master Liao, who was dressed in martial arts uniforms, had his hands clasped in his fists. While speaking, he was also looking at the young man in Mao suit across from him.

As rumored by the outside world, he is twenty-six or seventeen years old, with fair complexion, clear eyebrows, and a bookish air all over his body. It is better to say that he is a martial arts master than a Confucian scholar.

"Master Liao." Lin Yue cupped his fists and returned the greeting.

"Do you know me?" Liao Rihui's eyes flashed with surprise.

"The day I came to Foshan, Taishan Hall had just opened, and the streets were full of people talking about you and your Liao Family Boxing."

When Liao Rihui heard this, he felt a little more proud. The other person was complimenting him by saying this.

"I wonder what Master Liao can teach me when he comes to Endeavor Hall this time?"

"Don't take it seriously." Liao Rihui said, "I came to Endeavor Hall this time because I was entrusted by my colleagues in the Jingwu Association to come and have a chat with Master Lin."

One story, one story at a time.

A statement is false, but raising an army to investigate is true.

But as the old saying goes, don't hit someone with a smiling face. Lin Yue smiled and pointed to the chair used for entertaining guests: "Please sit down."

Liao Rihui nodded, strode forward with his head held high, walked to the armchair against the wall and sat down.

Lin Yue turned around and walked to the back hall. Passing by the place where children were being taught, he noticed that two or three little guys kept looking back at Liao Rihui.

"Concentrate and don't be distracted by external objects."

"Yes, teacher." The child agreed politely, lowered his head and continued writing.

Lin Yue went to the back hall to make two cups of tea, put them on the tea tray and walked back to the front hall.

Liao Rihui said: "Master Lin, your students are very polite."

"If you want to do something, you must first be a good person. The same principle applies to studying. Only by rectifying oneself and cultivating oneself and distinguishing right from wrong can one be a useful person to the family, the people and the country."

Liao Rihui watched as he walked up to him and was about to take out the cup from the tea tray. He neither offered help nor pointed at the table to express his thanks: "Master Lin wanted them to cultivate themselves and distinguish right from wrong, but for some reason, when they came to his place, they broke the rules.

"

Coming.

Lin Yue calmly put the cup on the table, pointed the rim of the cup with his middle finger and index finger and pushed it towards the guest: "Drink tea."

While the cup was sliding, Liao Rihui also pointed at the opposite side with his middle and index fingers: "No hurry."

"If you have anything to say, we can talk to you after drinking tea." Lin Yue pointed his hand and gently rubbed it along the edge of the cup. The cup swirled and continued to slide forward.

Liao Rihui spread his five fingers and moved forward, trying to block the tea cup. At this time, Lin Yue circled his hands and held out his blocking arm. He spread his hands to push, crossed his hands, their palms intertwined, their clothes and sleeves rubbed, and the backs of their hands collided.

The sound is endless.

At this time, the tea cup was approaching, and Liao Rihui hurriedly stretched out his left hand to block it.

Lin Yue unloaded his right arm to punch, circled his hand to lead, and thrust forward with his index finger.

With the same hand, the left hand counts the rim of the cup. The seven-quarter-full tea cup tilts forward slightly, and the tea soup floats a bunch of golden color.

Liao Rihui lost a move in the game with his right hand. Faced with the index finger that stabbed his throat, he turned his head to avoid it. He didn't expect that some tea soup would fall into his left hand.

The water had just boiled and was very hot. He subconsciously shrank back. At this time, Lin Yue pressed the cup with his left hand and pushed it forward. The tea cup stopped in front of Liao Rihui. The tea that had just been stirred also fell into the cup, causing a circle of ripples.

.

"Drink tea." Lin Yue said.

Liao Rihui's expression changed several times, he sat down calmly, picked up the cup in front of him and took a sip of tea.

"Master Lin has great skills."

Although it is just a hand game, not a comprehensive competition of skills, anyone who is not a fool can see who is the winner and who is the loser in this fight.

Liao Rihui was the master of the martial arts gym, and he was almost ten years older than Lin Yue. Of course, he couldn't be so shameless that he would act recklessly and refuse to admit his guilt.

"I heard that Hong Xiguan, the leader of the Ten Tigers of Shaolin, died under the Fengyan Fist. It was indeed astonishingly powerful."

What is Lin Yue's original intention to go to Shangwu Boxing Gym to practice boxing? Is it because [Muay Thai] focuses on kicking skills and is less skilled in hand skills, while boxing is a kind of fighting technique with wide open and wide moves and fierce moves, and it is difficult to face close-fitting

Bunt was a little passive, but after entering the world of "Ip Man", the character setting helped him make up for his shortcomings.

The southern style of boxing itself focuses on close combat. Wing Chun is known as the seven-point boxing and the three-legged boxing. It can be said to be the best in short-hand boxing. Its existence has made Lin Yue's hand skills both strong and soft.

He is dexterous and versatile. In the competition with Liao Rihui just now, all the moves and routines used in Wing Chun were used. The boxing and Muay Thai things have not been used yet.

"You actually know Phoenix Eye Boxing."

The shock in Liao Rihui's eyes was even more intense. The practitioners on Dongda Street only knew that he was from the north and that the boxing technique he used was Liao Family Boxing. Did they not know that the predecessor of Liao Family Boxing was the little-known Fengyan Boxing.

Lin Yue smiled, said nothing, picked up the cup and took a sip of tea.

"Master Lin, with your skills, it is definitely more than enough to open a martial arts gym on East Street. I really don't understand why you want to go against the Jingwu Association. As the saying goes, a strong dragon cannot suppress a local snake. Since you are here

To make a living, you still have to abide by the rules."

Liao Rihui's tone softened a lot, and walking around the world, it turns out that hard fists are the truth.

Of course Lin Yue can't say that I did it on purpose. If I didn't do this, how could I inspire you to come over and kick the gym?

"Abide by the rules? Like Master Liao? I'm a very free-spirited person and don't like to be a pawn for others."

Pawn, this adjective is very unpleasant, but Liao Rihui couldn't say anything to refute it. It was because of the visible and invisible rules that he had to become a pawn for those in the Jingwu Association to throw stones at.

"And..." Lin Yue said: "It was the people from the Jingwu Association who didn't follow the rules first."

Liao Rihui was confused: "What do you mean?"

Lin Yue pointed to the wooden sign hanging in front of the door. Facing the street was the word "文".

"Jingwu will have the rules of Jingwu, and I have my own rules."

Lin Yue took out a letter from the drawer of the desk opposite, put it on the table, and pushed it in front of Liao Rihui: "This is the letter I picked up under the threshold. I don't know who it is addressed to. I asked Master Liao to take it back and ask."

Just ask."

This guy is a bitch.

Looking at the letter in front of him, Liao Rihui suddenly realized that the other party was unhappy with the Jingwu Association for using bean bags as food.

No one was there to deliver the letter, so he stuffed it under the door. If the unknown person had no choice but to endure it, the teacher in front of him had real talent and knowledge. No wonder he didn't give Jingwu face.

Seeing that Lin Yue was not an easy person to talk to, Liao Rihui sighed, picked up the letter and stood up to leave.

"Master Lin, what happened just now..."

"Master Liao, does the tea here taste good?"

"It tastes good, it tastes good." Liao Rihui clasped his fists and said, "Thank you, Master Lin, for your warm hospitality. Farewell, farewell."

He was lucky in two ways. The first one was that he didn't have a big fight with Lin Yue. He would have been completely defeated. If the news spread to those kids, how could he hang out on East Street in the future? The second one was that Lin Yue took care of him.

In order to save face, he called the competition just now a tea ceremony and did not pursue the matter of standing up for the Jingwu Association. This kind of forgiving and forgiving heart is really rare in the martial arts world where everyone competes for victory.

"Walk slowly." Lin Yue walked to the door and watched Liao Rihui's figure disappear at the entrance of the alley.

…

The next day, Liao Rihui pushed the letter to the middle of the round table.

"What does he mean?"

"Too arrogant! Do you look down on us?"

"For a mere teacher, who gave him the courage to challenge the Jingwu Association? Is he trying to make an enemy of the Foshan Wulin?"

The Jingwu Society sent a letter to the Endeavor Hall, asking the owner to come and report. Not only did the other party not come, but they also asked the Jingwu Society to send someone to ask him why the unruly person took the letter back. What does this mean?

This is in the afternoon.

It's so irritating and arrogant.

Even President Li, who had always been mature and prudent, couldn't sit still. He looked at Liao Rihui and said, "Master Liao, how's that Master Lin's kung fu?"

As soon as the words came out, everyone fell silent because they were all curious, why didn't that guy take Jingwuhui seriously? Did he really think that he could defeat all the heroes in the world?

Liao Rihui said: "When I went there, he was teaching a group of children to read, and he did not compete in martial arts."

Master Liang of Qinglong Martial Arts School said: "Huh?"

Liao Rihui said: "He said that Fenjin Hall teaches martial arts in the morning and studies essays in the afternoon. This is his rule."

"What?!"

A group of people were furious. This guy didn't abide by the rules of the Jingwu Association, but he asked others to abide by his rules. He really didn't take the world's heroes seriously.

Liao Rihui watched with his nose and heart, turning a blind eye to the reactions of the leaders of the martial arts halls. These people regarded him as the leader, and he did not dare not to go. Now that the other party has issued a letter of challenge to the Jingwu Association, then it is your business.

Yes, it has nothing to do with me.

"Let's go meet him!" The owner of the Shaolin Hongquan Martial Arts Hall couldn't sit still. He pinched his shiny forehead with his hand, leaving five bright red fingerprints. When he was done, he slapped the table and stood up. In the past two days, Dongda Street

It has been spread that Cui Dazhi, the third most powerful person in his family, is not a teacher.

Mr. Sanhe's enemy was undoubtedly a heavy blow to the reputation of the Shaolin Hongquan Martial Arts School. He originally wanted Liao Rihui to explore the opponent's reality, but he didn't expect that Endeavor Hall had some rules about teaching martial arts in the morning and studying in the afternoon.

I sat there and drank tea for a long time, but the frame was not finished.

"Wait a minute." Director Liang of the Qinglong Martial Arts School waved to stop: "Isn't he unruly? Then let's give him a blow."

The owner of Qingyun Pavilion was wiping his monocle when he heard his words and raised his head: "How do you say it?"

Master Liang said something.
Chapter completed!