"That's it. It seems that Xiaochun has left." Feng Ma said.
To be honest, when he knew that Feng Xiaochun had no relatives in Hong Kong, Chen Kui felt a chill spread all over his back and went straight to the back of his head. He felt like he was being used as a weapon.
Recalling the morning of the Huayang boxing match, Feng Xiaochun came to him and said that he wanted to keep the documents with him temporarily. There were indeed some contradictions in his words, but Chen Kui didn't pay too much attention at first. Who didn't have some secrets?
, it was just an "ordinary" document anyway. Secondly, Chen Kui's main focus was on the boxing match at that time, and he did not expect that Feng Xiaochun would show off himself.
It’s essential to be on guard against others!
Feng Xiaochun, I am afraid that she is not an ordinary person. Feng Ma may know something, but it seems that she does not intend to say anything more. Chen Kui is not entangled, but just has an extra thought in his heart. It is useless to think about it at this moment. Feng Xiaochun
has left, and the matter of "Manxian Geographic Survey" has come to an end for the time being. Chen Kui has no intention of participating in the remaining matters.
What is Sister Feng's identity and what does it have to do with him? Improving his own strength is the key, so that he can cope with any crises that may arise in the future, especially conflicts with violent organizations. Chen Kui knows that in the real world,
, what kind of situation did Mr. Huo Yingdong face during that time.
"Feng Auntie, how are things going when we go north this time? Have everything been resolved?" Chen Kui asked.
Feng Ma sighed, then nodded: "That's enough!"
The two of them avoided Feng Xiaochun's questions in a tacit understanding.
"The ancients said that people are born and die. As soon as a person is born, he rushes towards death. What a simple philosophy. Birth, old age, illness and death are all human nature." Feng Ma said. Although these words were quite open-minded, the look on Feng Ma's eyebrows
There is an unbreakable worry in the room.
"Feng Ma, are you okay?" Chen Kui asked, reaching out to hold Feng Ma's arm. Feng Ma didn't refuse this time, which was extremely rare.
Is this, getting old?
"It's okay, A'Kui, you are now the world boxing champion, do you still care about me, old lady?" Feng Ma turned to look at Chen Kui and asked.
"Ah?" Chen Kui was stunned at first, and then he was ecstatic. He understood the meaning of Feng's words, and quickly let go of his arms and knelt down towards Feng: "Please Feng, no, please teach Master!"
Feng Ma stretched out her hand and pressed her palm on Chen Kui's forehead to prevent Chen Kui from kowtow.
"Kneel down now, that's enough." Grandma Feng said, then helped Chen Kui up, and Grandma Feng told Chen Kui a long, long story.
The reason why Feng Ma left Hong Kong this time was because of the death of her senior brother. The relationship between Feng Ma and his senior brother is a bit like the relationship between Ip Man and Gong Er in "The Grandmaster". Her senior brother practiced Qi Qi.
There are not many descendants of the Thirteen Cubits family in the world today. With the death of her senior brother, it has almost been lost. When he left, he took away too many things.
In front of her senior brother's grave, Feng Nai's persistence was shaken. She locked herself in the dilapidated hut where she had practiced martial arts, and told the anguish in her heart in front of the statue of her ancestor.
It was in front of this sculpture that Feng Ma made an oath to her master that this martial arts would rather be lost than passed on to others.
But now, she was shaken.
Is it necessary to watch the martial arts that have been passed down for more than a hundred years be lost?
Making changes according to time and place is also the Chinese philosophy of life!
After kneeling in front of the statue of her ancestor for a day and a night, Feng Nai made a decision and returned overnight. Perhaps God could not bear the loss of her inheritance, so Feng Nai entered Hong Kong before the border was closed.
…
Practice room.
"Master, what's the point of standing like this?" Asked the King of Discipline.
Chen Kui agreed to teach him Hong Quan, so he started with the most basic stance and horse steps. At first, Wang was a little interested in teaching him, which was quite new, but as time went by, he inevitably got bored. In his opinion, this was not useful at all.
Meaning, he began to wonder if Chen Kui was deceiving him.
Chen Kui smiled and didn't say much. He just made a standard Siping horse in front of the King of Lecturers.
"Come and push me." Chen Kui said to the King of Discipline.
"Master, are you sure?" asked the King of Discipline, because in his opinion, it was impossible to stand firmly like this, and it would not fall down with just one push.
"certainly."
He didn't talk nonsense when he lectured Wang. He rolled up his sleeves. He had a habit of going shirtless during training, but here, Chen Kui asked him to put on his training clothes.
"I'm here," said the King of Lessons.
"bring it on."
The Lesson King carefully put his hands on Chen Kui's shoulders and slowly applied force. He was worried that he would push Chen Kui down too hard and would make his master lose face. However, he soon discovered that he was not the master at all.
You are pushing a person, but you are pushing a tree rooted in the earth.
Chen Kui's body seemed to be shaking, as if if he applied just a little more force, Chen Kui would fall to the ground. However, no matter how much force he applied, this feeling always existed. Chen Kui, who seemed to be crumbling, was as stable as a rock.
"ah……"
Teach Wang to give a loud shout and use more strength to push Chen Kui.
Chen Kui smiled slightly, and the power of teaching Wang is indeed not small, even greater than that of Hong Zhennan, but Chen Kui's pile skills have been practiced to an extremely advanced level, and he has been practicing for the longest time. According to the feedback from the Martial Arts Book, in Chen Kui
Among all the martial arts, Zhuang Kung Fu is the most profoundly practiced. During daily writing or working, Chen Kui does not sit on a chair most of the time, but stands on horseback.
"Let's go!" Chen Kui's body swayed, and Wang Liang felt as if he was pressing on a smooth ball, and his strength and body were deflected.
Hey, this is strange, why is the scenery in my eyes moving?
Was there an earthquake?
boom!
The lesson king smashed it to the ground.
"this……"
"You see, this is Zhuang Kung Fu. Chinese Kung Fu emphasizes that power comes from the ground, so it must be steady." Chen Kui looked at the lecturer Wang and said.
The title "Kung Fu" was officially used by Chen Kui.
"It's amazing." The Lesson King exclaimed, "This reminds me of Zulu's secret technique. It's so amazing."
"Zulu secret technique?"
what is this?
…
"Third aunt, what's wrong?" While eating, Chen Kui felt that his third aunt looked at him strangely, with some joy and some blame. Chen Kui looked at his body, and he thought there was something dirty on him.
Where is the thing?
"You men just practice martial arts and work all day long, and you are not careful at all." The third aunt said.
"Ah?" Chen Kui looked confused, what on earth is going on?
"Ameng hasn't been feeling well these days, didn't you know?" Third Aunt asked.
"Didn't you say it was the one who came? How about it? If everything is okay, let's go to the hospital right now to check." Chen Kui looked at Yang Meng, grabbed her hand and said.
"It's okay." Yang Meng lowered his head, but did not stand up.
"ah?"
"You are really stupid in reading. It was a pregnancy reaction and you didn't realize it!" said the third aunt.