The heavens start from Changjin Lake

Chapter 574 Contradictions
Xia Yuan did not forget his grandfather's teachings. Killing skills have disappeared, but it is not non-existent. He killed someone in the last martial arts competition. Later, the country began to ban martial arts competitions, and gradually many martial arts disappeared.

"There is no food for this industry, and Chinese martial arts will disappear in the long river of history sooner or later."

Xia Yuan exhaled.

Don't look at his family who runs a martial arts gym, but the income in recent years has not been good, especially on Douyin, some people who use the name of martial arts masters to collect money, as a result, amateur boxers were KO'd in two or three times, which made Ben Ordinary people who don't believe in martial arts increasingly feel that the so-called martial arts are fake, they are just trying to make money under the guise of martial arts masters, and they don't actually have real skills.

Practicing martial arts is becoming more and more difficult to eat.

"Ugh."

Xia Yuan sighed.

This is also due to the general trend. The time when martial arts prevailed was in ancient times. What is ancient times? In the era of cold weapons and wars, personal force can guarantee your survival on the battlefield, but now is the era of hot weapons, and there are too many large-caliber lethal weapons. Many, no matter whether you are a Huajin master or something, one shot is gone.

He thought that he had acquired danger perception and might be able to dodge bullets.

"I have just acquired this skill now. Whether I can dodge bullets or not, I still have to try it on the battlefield."

After his strength improved, Xia Yuan was in a good mood, and the influence of the emotions he experienced in the mission world had also faded a bit. After sitting on the sofa and thinking for a while, he remembered what he had done before time travel.

Pei Shanshan's life gradually returned to normal, and she met many new classmates in the new school. When the two called, Xia Yuan could clearly feel Pei Shanshan's excitement, which made Xia Yuan feel more at ease.

The matter of my cousin has also raised eyebrows. I heard from my aunt that my cousin is in the Wa State area and has been controlled by others, but this kind of cross-border action takes too much time, and my aunt has already started to use the power of the Internet. During this period of time, hot searches for scams in northern Myanmar began to appear on the Internet, and many people began to pay attention to it. Aunt's method has made effective progress.

It is said that someone from abroad contacted my aunt and asked her to delete the video, otherwise they would bury my cousin alive. The more they behave like this, the more my aunt will fight them to the end.

My father's martial arts gym is the same as before, some people join and some people quit, in and out, there are so many people, and there are still so many people, there is not much change.

Since Xia Yuan has already graduated, and Xia Yuan is a big brother, Xia's father is also considering the matter of handing over the martial arts gym to Xia Yuan, but Xia Yuan is not married yet, so this matter has not been decided yet. Come down, probably after Xia Yuan gets married.

"You have to find something to do recently. The boss is not young, and we don't know how many years this martial arts gym can last."

When Xia Yuan received a call from his father, Xia Yuan felt a little surprised. Hearing his father's voice, he said, "Dad, I understand."

"The martial arts hall will eventually be given to you, but you have seen the current market situation. There are not many people who are really willing to learn martial arts. After all, learning martial arts is not something that happens overnight. Nowadays, children are so delicate that they can't even bask in the sun, and martial arts are very difficult to take shape. Slow, even if you succeed in your studies, it will be difficult to support yourself.”

When talking about the future of martial arts, Xia's father was very emotional. During the war, many people died, and it was fine if martial arts didn't develop. In peace, it became more and more declining.

Xia Yuan listened, and sighed helplessly. In the era when fights were going to be messed up, the road of martial arts became more and more difficult.

Xia's father said: "I can only pass on this boxing. I hope that the inheritance will not be broken by your child's generation."

Xia Yuan nodded: "Dad, I understand, I will not let Bajiquan break the inheritance."

He didn't tell his father that he had already reached the level of Ming Jin, and his father had never reached this level, and he had to explore the next path by himself.

Putting down the phone, Xia Yuan fumbled around the room for a while.

"Ming Jin has sound, but Dark Jin has no sound."

A casual punch can hit a sonic boom, which shows that Ming Jin has achieved it.

In the afternoon, Xia Yuan came to the martial arts hall.

The weather is starting to heat up, and the lunch break has already begun. At this time, there are not many people in the martial arts gym. Most of them are lying on the ground to rest, and there are few who can train hard.

Passed through the martial arts hall, and came to the exclusive training room belonging to the senior brother. There were many equipment in the room. Xia Yuan took off his clothes, changed into the training clothes, and walked into the boxing practice area. There were no people at noon, and he could do whatever he wanted. practise.

boom!
Putting his posture in place, he punched the suspended sandbag, and with a dull sound, the sandbag with a diameter of tens of centimeters was sent flying.

Xia Yuan's punch was fast, and he didn't use all his strength. Just like that, the sandbag was overwhelmed. The sandbag hanging in mid-air was swinging back and forth, shaking, and creaking.

"This kind of power is really terrifying!"

Xia Yuan took a deep breath. He didn't have much awareness of his own strength. The four-dimensional attributes enhanced by the system had already surpassed ordinary people. , It's easy to kill with one punch.

When it comes to the battlefield, there are few opportunities to punch. They all fight with guns and bayonets, and only fools will use their fists to hammer.

Seeing that there was obviously a sunken fist mark on the sandbag, Xia Yuan thought, if he continued to hit with all his strength, he might be able to blow up the sandbag.

He patted the sandbag to remove the dent, Xia Yuan came to the wooden pile again, and started to crackle. He didn't use any strength, but relied on his own strength, and still beat the wooden stake with crackling noises. , shaking non-stop, as if overwhelmed and issued a "scream".

"The stakes can no longer bear my strength."

Xia Yuan withdrew his punches, frowned, and couldn't help but use his strength when he hit the last move, the wooden stake cracked, his strength was too strong, the wooden stake could hardly bear his strength, so he continued to hit, the wooden stake Pile people may fall apart.

After putting away his punches, Xia Yuan looked at the equipment in the room. There were not many that could allow him to exert his full strength. He didn't bother to stay in the martial arts hall anymore, so he changed into his own clothes and came to the martial arts hall.

After one o'clock in the afternoon, many people went to take a lunch break, and few people were in the martial arts gym, and most of them were lying on the ground, enjoying the air conditioning, and sleeping.

Pop, pop.

However, there was a voice coming from the corner. Xia Yuan glanced around and saw a young man, punching the wooden stake man indiscriminately. His fist was already red, and his body was covered in sweat. The tireless punches hit the stake man one after another.

Walked over and saw that the face was a new one.

Seeing someone approaching, the young man also stopped moving, rubbed his sore palm, stared at Xia Yuan, and exclaimed, "I seem to have seen you somewhere."

"Is it strange to have seen me? I am the master of the martial arts school." Xia Yuan smiled and said, "Your practice is wrong, and it will damage your hands."

"Eldest brother." The young man was even more surprised, and said, "If you hurt, just hurt, I want to improve my strength quickly."

"The practice method is not right, and if you damage your hand, you may suffer from hidden diseases in the future. It's better not to practice. If you came here to learn boxing, I can teach you a set of boxing techniques."

This young man's boxing method has no rules at all. He punches all the time, and the knuckles of his fists are red. Moves.

Martial arts is not a game. When some martial arts are first practiced, they will even hurt the body. Without the foundation of skills, such random practice will cause problems.

Since this person has joined the martial arts school, Xia Yuan can take care of him out of emotion and reason.

Unexpectedly, this young man didn't appreciate it at all, and said: "I have already paid the money, how to practice is my business, you don't care about me. In addition, your boxing can be taught to children, just leave it to me, I am not Those who come to learn boxing, I will use your venue."

Xia Yuan frowned, "Whether you are here to learn boxing or not, you must abide by the rules in the gymnasium."

"Brother, I respectfully call you a big brother." The young man waved his hand: "I practice Sanda, our way is different, you won't understand my way of practicing boxing."

"I really don't understand your way of practicing boxing, but I understand that if you continue to fight like this, you will be injured. I am responsible for the injury in the martial arts hall." Xia Yuan frowned, "Besides, if you don't come to practice boxing, I will Return the money to you, how far, how far."

The young man was taken aback, and his expression suddenly became exciting: "You let me go? Do you know who I am?"

"Does it matter who you are?" Xia Yuan looked at him calmly.

Several young people who were resting in the martial arts hall also stood up and leaned over.

Xia Yuan turned his head, looked at their arms, and suddenly said: "I mean, there was no one at this point before, and you all came together for feelings."

One of the young people in the crowd ignored Xia Yuan, but asked, "Brother Jian, what's going on."

The young man named Jian said with a smile: "This guy told me to go, hahahaha, Old Sun, tell him who we are."

The young man named Lao Sun said: "Brother, we are in the Sanda team. We have just finished the provincial competition and just went down to Binhai to rest for a few days."

Then, he pointed to the arrogant young man and said: "He, Han Jianping, won the No.17 ranking. We just came here and borrowed your venue for a while. Don't make trouble, we also paid the money." , the same price as your ordinary students."

After a slight pause, he said, "It's inappropriate for you to let him go. Is this how you treat students who spend money?"

The visitor is not good.

Xia Yuan squinted his eyes and said: "Since you are a student, you must follow the rules and regulations of the martial arts school, and put your own safety first. Either obey or get out."

Seeing that Xia Yuan's attitude was also very tough, a few young people who had practiced Sanda for several years wanted to step forward to teach Xia Yuan a lesson, but Han Jianping stretched out his hand and waved, "Civilized people use civilized methods, rough If you are a human being, then use rough methods to solve it, you are the master of the martial arts hall, and I am a student of the martial arts hall, so it should be no problem for us to make gestures."

Although Han Jianping was angry in his heart, he was still very calm. If they really wanted to make a move, it would be a group fight, and the consequences would be very serious. The people in the Sanda team would never spare them. He is a well-known Sanda player, if he can't participate in the next competition because of this matter, it will be over.

But if you are a student, go up to the stage to make gestures, and teach him a little lesson, that's absolutely fine.

It would even make the other party lose face. The master martial arts master couldn't beat a student. Han Jianping thought about it, and thought it was quite interesting, and he could even hype it up.

Han Jianping thought about it, and felt more and more feasible. The martial arts master was defeated by a new student who had just entered the gym. It was also paid for.

While thinking about it, he saw the 'Big Senior Brother' in front of him nodding his head and pointing him to the arena. The smile on his face grew stronger. Taking advantage of Xia Yuan's time to go to the arena, he whispered to his companions: : "When we fight later, you record a video and post it online, you know?"

Several young partners were also masters at playing the net, so they immediately understood Han Jianping's thoughts and immediately said that there was no problem.

"What are you doing, the ring is here."

Han Jianping calmed down, walked to the front of the ring, saw Xia Yuan walking towards the other side of the ring, and couldn't help shouting.

Xia Yuan has the ability to distinguish the position by listening, and has heard the conversation of these people a long time ago, and he didn't take it to heart at all. The only thing he kept in mind was to find some protective gear for this guy. His strength is no longer 1+1. This guy has also practiced, and the way of Sanda is not bad, but in his eyes, it is considered average, and he doesn't like it.

He casually threw a set of protective gear to him, and said: "Put on some protective gear, so you won't get hurt later, post it on the Internet to make people laugh, and I'm probably being chased by a group of keyboard warriors, and they will say that I am bullying the small." .”

Han Jianping was slightly taken aback, looked at the protective gear under his feet, and listened to Xia Yuan's words, a surge of anger arose in his heart, just about to open his mouth to yell, he held back his breath abruptly, his face trembling slightly: "You It's a bit early to say this, it's not certain who is injured, you have to watch it, senior brother!"

He bit the last three words very hard.

Xia Yuan paused for a while, and said, "Fist and feet have no eyes, since you have come to challenge me, I will let you do a few tricks."

Climbing onto the ring, he stretched out four fingers and ticked off Han Jianping: "Come on, let me see your strength, number seventeen."

He also bit the last three words very hard, Han Jianping heard it, almost jumped up, gritted his teeth, his face was trembling, his fists were clenched tightly, and his red knuckles suddenly turned bluish white, pressing his heart In a fit of anger, he climbed onto the ring and stared fixedly at Xia Yuan.

Several young people in the audience were also very angry, which was undoubtedly a very straightforward mockery of them.

He is a young man who is full of vigor, how could he bear such ridicule, they all shouted to go on stage and make gestures with Xia Yuan.

"Don't worry, come one by one, Sanda team, I picked you all today."

(End of this chapter)