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239, resolute

A "slow" stopped Victoria's kneeling, which also surprised Zheng Feng. He turned his head and looked at him and saw that the person who made the sound was an old man from the Shanghai martial arts world.

The old man is old and has no more than one in ten martial arts skills, but he has many disciples and many students all over the world. Any Chinese in the Shanghai world will give him some face.

Zheng Feng naturally recognized the old man, and immediately bowed his hand and asked for instructions: "What does this mean by the old man?"

"What do you mean? I should be asking you this!" The old man slapped the table without hesitation, and his snow-white and sparse beard trembled constantly because of his anger.

Zheng Feng frowned. He really didn't know where he did the wrong thing.

Before he could figure out what the problem was, the old man had continued to say: "Martial arts are the treasure left to us by our ancestors and the root of our people's self-improvement. Now you are taking a foreigner as a disciple to sell the things of our ancestors to foreigners? Are you worthy of your ancestors and your master!"

The old man's anger made Zheng Feng understand where the root of the knot was. Only then did he remember that the Chinese martial arts world was very xenophobic and respectful to rules.

Of course, this xenophobia and rules are ridiculous in Zheng Feng's opinion, but it is undeniable that when people in an era abide by such rules, if someone tries to destroy them, they will be severely condemned and besieged.

Zheng Feng looked around and saw everyone's expressions. He had a rough idea in his heart, but he did not intend to compromise. There are three reasons:

First, Jingwu Sect is a symbol of the epoch-making world of martial arts. Before that, no one has linked martial arts with the self-improvement of the people and the dignity of the nation. Jingwu Sect has done it and has given new vitality to the martial arts world.

To be honest, martial arts can usher in another high explosion in the Republic of China period and influence future generations for many years. Jingwu Sect is an indispensable contribution.

How can such an epoch-making symbol be bound by old rules and old traditions?

Second, Mr. Huo Yuanjia created the Jingwu Sect in order to promote Chinese martial arts. What he thought was not only to make Chinese martial arts bloom everywhere in China, but also to hope that this national treasure could be spread and become famous all over the world.

Zheng Feng was fortunate to be Huo Yuanjia's disciple in the dungeon, so this mission was naturally to be accomplished.

Third, Victoria is the only bridge that tied the Jingwu Sect and the US Consulate together. If the apprenticeship ceremony is suspended, not to mention that his efforts to protect himself and the Jingwu Sect will be in vain. Moreover, if Smith feels that he is playing with him, resulting in the breakdown of the relationship between the two and the insult, that is the real disaster.

I have to say that the most important of these three reasons is the third one.

Although Zheng Feng is here to complete the task and obtain the most complete Huo family's "Miscus Fist", if possible, he hopes that after everything is over, he and the Jingwu Sect will be fine. If not, he will save his life first. As for the others, I'm sorry, his awareness is not that high, so don't expect him to be a martyr in the dungeon.

Thinking of this, Zheng Feng stood up and looked at the old man directly, saying neither humbly nor arrogantly: "Old man, I roughly understand what you mean, but I hope you can understand that this is Jingwu Sect, and I have the final say that I accept disciples, and it has nothing to do with you. Lastly, there is never a rule in the Jingwu Sect that cannot accept disciples from foreigners. Since there is no such rule set by the master, he said that he would promote Chinese martial arts, so I can naturally treat it as his agreement to accept foreigners as disciples."

"Nonsense!" Before the old man could speak, a Taishan Beidou from the Shanghai martial arts world stood up. He pointed at Zheng Feng and cursed: "You dare to say such a ruthless thing! If Master Huo had a spirit in the sky, he would definitely come down to clean up the portal!"

Zheng Feng smiled and said, "Do you know my master, or do I know my master better? If he had a spirit in heaven, he would definitely be very pleased with what I said just now."

"you!"

The Taishan Beidou was so angry that he couldn't speak. The other martial arts seniors below were also whispering, obviously dissatisfied with Zheng Feng's attitude. No matter how much these two are seniors, how could they speak to them in this tone?

Zheng Feng sneered and clasped his fists and said to everyone: "My Jingwu Sect has opened. Thank you for your support. But as the saying goes, you don't want to make plans for each other. If you want to advise me not to accept foreign disciples, the gate is there. You all have invited me. If you are willing to watch the ceremony, I will thank you here.

Don’t say too much, it’s useless. Martial arts need to be continuously improved. Promoting self-proclaimed will only lead to destruction. When my ancestors said that martial arts were passed down by men but not women, but now they can learn them. If you want to use the rules of my ancestors, then please let me waste all the women who practice martial arts at home before speaking, otherwise you will not speak.

I may be quite straightforward, and some people can understand that I can't listen to it. Just curse, you are not your opponent. If you want to do it, you can try it. Although I, Zheng Feng, is not the best person in the world, is not a good bone to chew. I advise you to think about it before you start and don't make it boring."

After saying this, Zheng Feng handed Victoria and others a look and said, "Continue!"

Everyone looked at each other and thought that Zheng Feng of Jingwu Sect was indeed well-known. He was a ruthless person who was beaten with fists and feet. He was determined and decisive and did not leave any sympathy. Such a person either did not provoke him. If he provoked him, it would be better to kill him, otherwise the consequences would be unpredictable.

In view of Zheng Feng's rumors, the people of the Shanghai Martial Arts Federation were silent, and the warriors from the small hall were even less afraid to say anything.

The two old gentlemen couldn't bear the humiliation and snorted and left with a angrily snorted, but this did not affect Zheng Feng.

In fact, it is not only these two old gentlemen, but it doesn’t matter even if the people from the Martial Artists Federation have left. The so-called “witnessing the qualification of the Martial Arts Hall to accept disciples” is nothing more than to extend the traditional process. Whether there is anything or not is the same. After all, Jingwumen is a golden signboard, and it represents everything. The Shanghai martial arts world can slander Zheng Feng, but he dare not say that Jingwumen is not at all.

The process of apprenticeship continued, and no one jumped out this time and said it was not, because everyone here knew the value of the existence of Jingwu Sect. It is completely different from the martial arts association of Jingwu Sect and the martial arts association of Wuwu Sect. Without Jingwu Sect, the martial arts association is just a fool who only knows how to be arrogant in the nest. However, with Jingwu Sect, they are a powerful force that can compete with the Japanese.

In other words, it is not the Jingwu Sect that needs the Martial Artists Federation now, but the Martial Artists Federation needs the Jingwu Sect. So under this situation, even if Zheng Feng violated all the rules of his ancestors, as long as they did not touch the interests of these people, they would pretend that they had not seen it.

It is precisely because of this that Zheng Feng dared to say whatever he wanted and do whatever he wanted. This is his confidence and the greatest help from Jingwu Sect.

The reality is so helpless. These martial arts schools in Shanghai can either not beat the Japanese samurai, or they can fight but dare not provoke them. Only the Jingwu Sect has produced two bold masters and apprentices, who do not take the Japanese threat seriously, but instead become more and more courageous as they face up to the setbacks, which makes people admire them, and they cannot accept them.

After kowtowing and serving tea, Victoria officially became the new generation of disciples of Jingwu Sect and Zheng Feng's first disciple amid the applause of the crowd.

After receiving the applause and blessings, Victoria stood behind Zheng Feng in a pretty face, with an unconcealed look of excitement and excitement on her face.

Smith gave her daughter a thumbs up in the crowd, and she was really happy for her. At the same time, he felt that Zheng Feng, a young man, was in line with his appetite, and he insisted on his own opinions amid the opposition from so many people, and did not disappoint his daughter and him.
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