Chapter 63 Come out and participate in the boxing match
"Would you like a cigarette?" A pack of cigarette boxes suddenly lay in front of Xie Yuan, who was watching the night scene outside. It was Ip Man, who was coming out.
"Thank you," Xie Yuan took out a cigarette, put it under his nose and smelled it, "Camel, you will enjoy it."
But Xie Yuan did not smoke, but kept the cigarette in his cigarette case.
"You are addicted to cigarettes, but you never smoke. You are so self-disciplined." Ip Man couldn't help but admire as he took back the cigarette case.
"Self-discipline is not because I want to be self-disciplined." Xie Yuan did not accept this flattery. "It is because I have been confused. I dare not relax until I make the final choice."
"What's bothering you?"
"Just like you are worried about the livelihood of the martial arts school, I also have my own worries, but the first thing I have to consider is whether I want to stay in HK anymore." Xie Yuan revealed his intention to leave.
"Is it because of Aji?" With a "chi" sound, Ye Wen lit the cigarette and took a puff, "Don't pay attention to him. He hurt others because of jealousy. You are young, but you can get the praise of many masters.
, it’s normal for him to be dissatisfied.
If I were his age, I would be jealous of you too."
"I don't care what he says... Okay, I'm a little angry, but more importantly I feel like I'm not ready to settle down yet." Xie Yuan originally wanted to fool him and looked at Ye Wen with a look that could see through you.
I can only tell you my actual feelings.
"I'm still far from being able to achieve success in my studies, so I still have to travel and visit many places around the world."
"It would be great if Aji and my disciples could think like you." Ye Wen let out a long sigh.
"Actually, learning martial arts cannot be limited to one sect or one sect, because limited by the region and habits, each sect has its own advantages and disadvantages." Xie Yuan, who had decided to leave, simply put aside his worries and suggested to Ip Man:
"It can be seen from the National Martial Arts Conference held in 2029 that the Southern School often loses more than the Northern School and wins less. Although the Southern School's inheritance is very complete, the Northern School incorporates many Western boxing characteristics in order to facilitate actual combat.
For the sake of inheritance, there is nothing wrong with practicing meticulously, but in order to adapt to the times, Nanquan must also make adaptive changes.
Aji's matter is not a trivial matter. Disciples of Hong Quan Martial Arts School cannot just stay in their own comfort zone and rely on Hong Zhennan's shadow to get away. If they want to inherit and develop, they must first endure the pain."
"You can't just stay in your comfort zone. That's a good point..." Ye Wen's eyes lit up after hearing these words. He was about to say something when suddenly the boxing gym behind him suddenly became noisy.
"Something happened!" The two looked at each other and rushed back into the museum immediately.
Something happened, and it was a big deal.
The stage was full of Xia Guo martial arts disciples and boxer assistants pushing and shoving, while the boxer was still showing off his power under the protection of the assistants!
"Master Luo, what's wrong?" Ye Wen immediately took Master Luo's hand. He had only been out for less than two or three minutes, and he didn't know why it was so lively all of a sudden.
"Hey, that ghost guy just lured Aji from the Hong Quan Martial Arts School to beat him, and then used this as an excuse to knock down all the performing apprentices. He also said that our Chinese martial arts are useless, just like dancing." Master Luo said.
He told what happened just now with an indignant face, and when it was over, he apologized to Xie Yuan with a look of regret.
"If I had listened to what you said, I would have asked Aki to step down immediately. There wouldn't be so many things happening now. You are right, there is something really wrong with that foreign devil, and it's not you."
Xie Yuan waved his hand and said it was okay, and soon the turmoil intensified to the point where Xie Yuan and Ye Wen had to join in.
Huang Liang was beaten to the ground.
It can only be said that Huang Liang was inspired by a passion. He saw that the ring assistants and coaches were protecting him right in front of him, so he used a trick to get out of the ring and actually walked to the boxer.
behind!
However, Huang Liang’s beating methods are really... It’s hard to explain in one sentence. He doesn’t even know how to use Wangba Quan on the street? After all, he was once a fan of Western boxing, but now he has switched to Wing Chun, so he just remembers to spread his hands and fold his hands?
He even struck a pose in front of the back of the person's head, looking cool! Then he punched him, but he had already reacted and hit him in the cheek to kill him!
This may be because the boxer was not in the middle of the competition, so he did not dare to make a fatal blow. It may be that he was suddenly attacked and did not use 100% of his strength, but even so, Huang Liang was beaten to the ground and he did not know whether he was alive or dead.
Now it's better, both Ip Man and Xie Yuan have to join the ring to stop the chaos, otherwise Huang Liang will be trampled to death by random feet.
Although Xie Yuan hopes that Huang Liang can be stepped on more times without being trampled to death or damaged, so that he can have a longer memory and not be so stubborn next time!
Ip Man was forced to join, and then Master Hong also took this opportunity to join in. I don’t know where he just went.
The two kept shouting, "Stop, stop, stop fighting." Xie Yuan didn't have the patience to persuade him like this, and directly activated the mental power brought by the fourth level of Prajna Kung Fu and shouted:
"stop!"
The sound was like thunder, and like a lion king giving orders on the grassland. In short, everyone stopped as if they were suddenly shocked.
Seeing that even the John people in the audience seemed to have lost their beauty and their legs were trembling, Xie Yuan felt bored for a while, but his voice was not enough? No wonder this place was occupied by chickens during World War II.
However, Xie Yuan's roar completely shook the scene, and the two masters accepted it and everyone finally regained order.
Huang Liang's face was covered in bruises and bruises. Fortunately, it looked like only bruises and at most a mild concussion. He was still conscious after seeing his master again, and was carried down by Ye Wen's order.
All the martial arts masters present, including Master Luo and Master Zheng, rolled over to the ring and stood behind Master Hong.
There are clear distinctions between foreigners and Xia people, boxers and martial arts disciples, but the Russian with an inch of hair and a beard on one side of the martial arts hall is more eye-catching.
"Host, come here!" The highly respected Hong Zhennan immediately called the host over, even though the referee was also a John. Then he turned his head and said gently to Xie Yuan next to him, "A Yuan, you can also watch a little later.
Don’t let John translate it randomly.”
"Okay." Xie Yuan agreed.
"We are performing Chinese martial arts. If you don't like watching, you can leave! But if you hurt someone, you must apologize!" Hong Zhennan demanded an explanation righteously.
As a result, the host translated: "He wants you to apologize."
Before the boxer could reply, Xie Yuan pointed at the referee, glared at him and refuted: "Just now the boxer said a whole sentence that insulted us, and you translated it to us word for word. Now Master Hong said
"It's so long, you just translate one sentence? What's your intention!"
The host suddenly became speechless: "..."
Before a group of martial artists could glare at the referee, Xie Yuan pointed out another inappropriate wording: "I want it, I want your size!"
"Listen up, sir!" Xie Yuan turned to the boxer and said: "What was just held was a pre-match performance. The routine performance in Chinese martial arts is equivalent to your tap dance and the double sword dance of our Russians.
Your behavior is tantamount to provoking trouble for no reason.
Master Hong demands that you apologize for this!"
"What! Apologize?" The boxer repeated the word in surprise, walked behind the nurse... but couldn't get out of the line, and said in a strange tone: "What kind of stupid Xia country tradition is this?"
He walked behind the nurse, stretched out his hand arrogantly and made a rather rude gesture, and retorted: "The winner has to apologize to the loser? If so, wouldn't I have to apologize every day?"
He put his hands on the shoulders of the two caregivers, put his face close to Master Hong, and declared in a very rude tone: "You want me to apologize? Old man!
Then you have to beat me in the ring first!"
"Hahaha! Hahaha!" The host had just finished translating, and when the martial artists present were in a rage, Xie Yuan suddenly pointed at the boxer and burst into laughter. His smile temporarily stunned everyone.
"A Yuan, why are you laughing?" Ip Man asked.
"Listen to what he said? Hahaha" Xie Yuan still couldn't stop smiling, "He said he wanted Master Hong to beat him in the ring. When did a boxer become so shameless and only dare to fight with an old man?"
No one knew what Xie Yuan was talking about, but Xie Yuan had already turned his attention to the boxer. He stretched out a "V" hand shape, but with the back of his hand facing outwards, which meant "go to hell" and said
He sneered: "Tell me who your boxing coach is? I want to ask him, why are the students he teaches so fearless?
Even though I don’t dare to challenge, my fist is aimed at an old man who is injured. Is John Boxing promoting beating the old man?”
"You are so brave!" The boxer was indeed irritated by this gesture and Xie Yuan's provocation, and angrily accepted the challenge: "Okay! Russian guy, I will challenge you, be careful not to be beaten to death in the ring.
.”
"That's right. At least he still looks like a human being." Xie Yuan readily accepted the challenge.
The two sides dispersed.
Hong Zhennan, who had been robbed of the limelight, stared at Xie Yuan with a look of dissatisfaction and worry, and lectured: "You brat, how dare you call me old! I should handle this matter!"
"Then you were beaten to death by a boxer? Abandoning your son who is not yet sensible, and your unmarried daughters risking their lives?" Xie Yuan did not pretend to be a good gentleman, but asked, "There is no need to resist everything, look.
Look at what Aji has done, it’s time to focus on finding an heir and taking care of himself."
"You..." Hong Zhennan was so angry that he couldn't speak and could only stare at Xie Yuan.
"A Yuan, Master Hong is your elder, please speak politely." Ye Wen came out to smooth things over, "Master Hong is also worried that you will stand out and cause trouble. This is the concern of the elders.
But if you go to war, as a Russian, it does have some bad effects."
"Why is it bad, Master Ye? Although I am not from Xia, I also learn Chinese martial arts. Then let me ask you."
Big Red Boxing, Lama Boxing, Luohan Boxing, Tongbei Boxing, Xingyi Boxing, Baguazhang, Hongquan, Monkey King Piguaquan, Wing Chun, Iron Sand Palm and the Chinese wrestling Zhanyi Shibatu are all not the same.
Chinese martial arts, then I am really not qualified to participate in the confrontation."
What else could be said, the masters could only look at each other in silence and acquiesced to Xie Yuan joining this circle as a martial artist.
The idea that he had when he first arrived in Northeast China in 1945 was not officially realized until the end of 1949, but Xie Yuan was not very proud of it.
Everything fell into place, and Xie Yuan also had to start warming up, after all, the boxing match was about to start soon.