I can see the commodity price curve

The battle between Chen Feng and Park Minghui entered a white-hot stage.

The two men's moves became increasingly brutal.

Seeing that she couldn't conquer the enemy after a long time, Pu Minghui let out a cry.

The aura around him was so strong that the air seemed to be condensed into countless tiny ice blades.

Shooting towards Chen Feng.

Chen Feng's eyes flashed and he turned quickly.

Combine the agile dodging of modern fighting with the blocking techniques of traditional martial arts.

He moved and turned in the rain of icy blades, but his body was still cut with several bloody wounds.

Zhang Yue frowned, his eyes fixed on the situation on the field.

Although Uncle Li was breathing heavily, his eyes were full of nervousness and anticipation.

At this moment, Chen Feng suddenly shouted and exerted force with his arms.

The fist seemed to be surrounded by golden light.

It turned out that he condensed the true energy in his body to the extreme and blasted it towards Park Minghui.

Park Minghui's face changed drastically and she quickly formed seals with her hands.

A thick gas barrier erected in front of him.

"Bang!" The fist collided with the barrier.

The huge impact force shattered the barrier, and the aftermath caused everyone around to retreat.

Park Minghui was knocked backwards by the force and fell to the ground.

Blood oozed from the corners of his mouth.

But she quickly stood up again, her eyes full of unwillingness and madness.

The aura on his body surged again, and the temperature around him dropped to freezing point.

The ground began to crack and frost spread in all directions like a spider web.

Chen Feng was not afraid at all and took a deep breath.

His aura was also rising.

The two men rushed towards each other again, punching and kicking each other, making a deafening sound.

Every collision created a gust of air, overturning the surrounding tables and chairs and raising dust.

Just when the two were fighting hard, a loud shout suddenly came: "Stop!"

Everyone looked in the direction of the voice and saw a white-haired old man walking slowly towards them.

His breath was steady, but his steps carried a kind of majesty that could not be ignored.

When Park Minghui saw the old man, her face turned pale instantly.

He hurried forward and bowed respectfully: "Master, why are you here?"

Hearing her words, Zhang Yue was stunned again.

What's going on? Chen Feng, who suddenly appeared, didn't understand what was going on.

How come Park Minghui suddenly has another master?
Seeing that both parties were about to speak, he quickly stepped forward and said, "Hey, can you two wait a moment?"

He looked at Chen Feng and said, "My dear hero, where are you from?
Also, although I am very grateful that you are willing to help me, I am very confused when you directly fight with the other party without knowing the reason! "

Unexpectedly, after hearing his words, Chen Feng smiled slightly: "Boss Zhang, don't you recognize me?"

Zhang Yue looked at the other person in surprise.

Wait, have we met before?
Chen Feng nodded: "Do you still remember your previous trip to Shaolin Temple?

To be honest, I am a lay disciple of Shaolin Temple and have been practicing martial arts in the temple for the past few years.

It’s just that I have always been a low-key person, so I don’t show off.

But you should remember me. When you lived in Shaolin Temple, I served you meals.

And most of the vegetarian meals you eat are made by me.”

Zhang Yue slapped his forehead and instantly remembered the other party's identity.

I did have contact with him, but I was very busy at the Shaolin Temple at that time.

So we have less contact with each other.

Moreover, the other party also asked him for advice on kung fu. No matter what the other party asked, Zhang Yue did not hide anything.

Talking about the past, Chen Feng smiled and said, "Boss Zhang, strictly speaking, you are still my master.

Although I stayed in Shaolin Temple for many years and learned a lot of Kung Fu from other people, it was all blind learning and practice.

Until you appeared, I asked you a few questions, and it was because of these questions.

It was like an epiphany for me, and I instantly realized the true meaning of martial arts.

It can be said that without your guidance, I would still be confused now. "

Zhang Yue looked at the other person with a strange expression. Is he really that powerful?
You have to know that for him, although he could fight a little before, it was completely blind practice.

It was not until he learned Ba Duan Jin from Uncle Li that he gained a deeper understanding of Chinese Kung Fu.

This Chen Feng in front of him said that he was able to be enlightened entirely because of himself?

It sounds a bit fake no matter how you listen to it.

Thinking of this, he suddenly pointed at Park Minghui and said, "From your conversation just now, it seems like you two knew each other before. What's going on?"

Hearing this, Chen Feng snorted coldly, then pointed at Park Minghui: "Why don't you ask her about this?"

Zhang Yue turned his head, and Pu Minghui said calmly: "It's very simple, we are classmates.

I am a Korean student studying architecture here, and he happened to be my classmate. "

However, Zhang Yue's expression became more and more strange. He looked at the two of them and instinctively discovered.

The relationship between these two people is definitely not as simple as it seems.

Thinking of this, he looked at Chen Feng again: "I say, Xiao Chen, although we had a good relationship before.

But isn't it a bit inappropriate for you to act so rashly? After all, you two are classmates.

The relationship is definitely good, there is no need to be unhappy because of me."

Unexpectedly, Chen Feng shook his head and said, "Boss Zhang, you misunderstood. The hatred between her and me is new and old.

To be honest, this woman came to our place under the pretext of studying architecture.

But anyone who is not stupid can see that her study of architecture is fake, and her real intention is to steal our kung fu."

Zhang Yue was stunned: "Really? Did she learn all the unique skills of your Shaolin Temple?"

Chen Feng's face turned red again, but he still nodded: "Although I haven't finished learning it, I have learned most of it.

This is all my fault. I am ashamed of my master's teachings and the brothers and sisters in Shaolin Temple."

Pu Minghui was immediately unhappy when she heard his words: "Chen Feng, you taught me all my Shaolin Kung Fu.

And you were the one who taught me on your own initiative. I never asked you to teach me.

Besides, although I learned Shaolin Kung Fu from you, you also learned Taekwondo from me.

So we don't owe each other anything. Don't deny it, if you hadn't learned my Taekwondo, would you have been able to fight me to this point?"

After hearing the conversation between the two, Zhang Yue's expression suddenly became strange.

He looked at Chen Feng and asked in a low voice: "Brother, what's going on?"

Chen Feng felt a little embarrassed for a moment: "Boss Zhang, to be honest.

While I was studying at university, I was also in a relationship with Park Myeong-hye."

Zhang Yue's expression suddenly became strange. He felt from the beginning that the relationship between the two was not simple.

I didn't expect it to be so intimate.

But he looked at the two of them suspiciously. If they were really a couple, why didn't they look like one? Zhang Yue looked back and forth between the two of them for a moment, and couldn't help but ask the question in his mind.

Hearing his words, Chen Feng suddenly turned his face away, his Adam's apple rolling twice: "That was in the past, not now.

Ever since I discovered that she was secretly recording the secret formulas of the Shaolin Temple, and found a document in her notebook labeled 'Chinese Martial Arts Cracking Solution'.

The only thing left between us is the righteousness of our sect."

Park Minghui suddenly laughed like a silver bell: "Oh, you said it so eloquently.

I don't know who said "Martial Arts has no borders" and taught me the Yi Jin Jing step by step?
Oh, yes, and I followed you back to live in Shaolin Temple, and you climbed over the wall in the middle of the night to take me to the Sutra Library to copy those martial arts classics."

"Shut up!" Chen Feng's temple was throbbing, and he didn't wait for him to move.

Zhang Yue quickly stepped across and stood between the two of them: "I say, you two, let's talk it out nicely.

There’s no need to make a scene.”

Then he looked at Chen Feng: "Brother Chen, I think you really don't need to be so fussy.

The Shaolin Temple's martial arts have long been publicized, and it has also collaborated with many martial arts schools.

So as long as you are willing to learn, you can easily learn Shaolin Kung Fu.

What's more, this is an era of knowledge explosion. If you cherish anything, it will eventually be destroyed.

The best way is to take the initiative to bring out your own things to be inclusive and bring forth new ideas.”

Park Minghui immediately gave Zhang Yue a thumbs up and said, "Boss Zhang is still good at talking, that's right.

Now is an era of knowledge explosion, including martial arts.

What's more, my Shaolin Kung Fu was not learned in vain, and his Taekwondo attainments are deeper than mine."

Hearing his words, Chen Feng’s expression changed instantly: “Nonsense, you did teach me your Taekwondo.

But your Taekwondo is fake, do you really think I don’t know that?”

"Fake? You're just too stupid to learn it."

Seeing the two of them arguing with each other again, Zhang Yue was overwhelmed.

He looked at the white-haired old man, who was Park Minghui's master: "Old man, what's wrong with you?

Your apprentice came to challenge you, are you here to help her?"

The white-haired old man immediately shook his head: "You misunderstood, I have no intention of helping her."

Zhang Yue was a little surprised: "Really? Then what is your purpose of coming here?"

The old man smiled and said, "Of course I'm here to challenge someone. To be honest, I have opened several Taekwondo gyms in your country.

Originally quite a few people signed up, and I was planning to keep up the good work and open a few more Taekwondo gyms to make more money.

It turned out that the Taekwondo gym, which was always busy every day, was suddenly deserted.

I found out through asking around that you teach people to practice Ba Duan Jin for free, and that your Ba Duan Jin is very magical.

It only takes a small amount of time to master.

I have seen Ba Duan Jin, it is indeed very amazing, even I want to learn it.

But the problem is that your method is equivalent to cutting off my financial resources and livelihood. There is an old saying in China that goes, "Cutting off a person's financial resources is like killing his parents."

I think what they said is very right. So I came here to learn some tricks from you.

If I win, you will no longer be able to teach everyone Ba Duan Jin in any form.

If I lose, I will donate 200 million won to your Red Cross, how about that? "

However, Zhang Yue shook his head and pointed at Park Minghui: "We have already made this bet, there is no need to repeat it again."

The white-haired old man shook his head and said: "The bet between you two is between you two, and the bet between you and me is between you and me.

There is no necessary connection between the two.”

Zhang Yue was even more surprised now: "You are not kidding me, are you?"

He found it hard to believe that as master and disciple, their relationship was so unfamiliar.

The white-haired old man nodded and said, "Not only that, hers and mine are not from the same martial arts school, and we are even in competition with each other.

I came here today because I heard of your name and wanted to come and see you.

Before I came here, I never thought she would be there.”

After hearing what the two said, Zhang Yue had no idea what to say.

Finally, Zhang Yue nodded: "Don't you just want to gamble? No problem, I agree to everything.

As long as you can beat me, I promise to never teach anyone else to practice Ba Duan Jin again, is that okay?"

As soon as these words came out, everyone was stunned.

You must know that in the confrontation between the two sides, Zhang Yue is now in an absolute advantage.

It would be fine if Lin Changjiang was there. As the person with the highest talent in Ba Duan Jin, he might still have a chance of winning.

But now Lin Changjiang is gone, and Zhang Yue, Uncle Li and others, even with Chen Feng added, are no match for the opponent.

The white-haired old man laughed loudly upon hearing this: "Not bad, you have courage. In that case, the three of you can come together."

He was talking about Zhang Yue, Uncle Li and Chen Feng.

However, Zhang Yue shook his head: "I don't need the two of them to deal with you. I can do it myself."

The white-haired old man frowned instantly: "What do you mean?"

Zhang Yue smiled and said, "Hasn't what I said been very clear?
If you are a little hard of hearing because of your age, I can repeat it again."

The white-haired old man snorted coldly: "Very good, since you are so arrogant, I would like to learn some of your tricks."

After saying this, he performed a basic Taekwondo move, ready to attack at any time.

However, Zhang Yue didn't even look at him, but turned to Pu Minghui and said:
“We were the first ones to make the bet, and even if we have to compete, it should be us two who do it first.

You strike first!"

Pu Minghui couldn't help but frowning when she saw Zhang Yue, who had been timid at first, suddenly became confident.

But she responded quickly: "Really? In that case, don't blame me for being rude."

Park Myeong-hui also performed a basic Taekwondo move, and her whole body was like a deep pool and a mountain, with an extraordinary momentum.

However, Zhang Yue frowned and said, "I asked you to make the first move, what are you doing?
In that case, don't blame me for being rude."

After he finished speaking, his body suddenly moved.

Park Minghui was originally very confident in herself, but the next moment she opened her eyes wide in shock.

Zhang Yue’s speed was extremely fast, so fast that it was beyond her imagination.

The next moment, the opponent punched her. Park Minghui wanted to attack, but found that she had no time to react.

Then she felt a pain in her chest and her whole body flew up.

When Park Minghui fell to the ground, she felt pain in every part of her body.

She wanted to stand up, but found that no matter how hard she tried, it was useless.

Zhang Yue on the opposite side smiled slightly, then looked at the white-haired old man: "It's your turn now."

The white-haired old man's face looked extremely ugly. Pu Minghui did not see clearly what Zhang Yue did just now, but he saw it clearly.

The opponent's punch was not Ba Duan Jin, but Shaolin Kung Fu.

Even the true qi used by the opponent belongs to the Shaolin Kung Fu lineage.

Or to be more precise, it is Shaolin Kung Fu, but it also has the shadow of Ba Duan Jin.

So Zhang Yue, like everyone else, also hid his strength?
He even hid it deeper than anyone else.

The white-haired old man immediately clasped his fists towards him and said, "As expected of you, Boss Zhang. I underestimated you before.

Let me see what you are really capable of today."

(End of this chapter)