Hong Kong Comprehensive: Who said that those who practice martial arts have no money?

Chapter 226: Failure to do due diligence

Sanjiang Shui also felt that what he said was too ambiguous, so he added:

"Since Master has not expressed his position, it means that he has no objection. With Master's temper, if he did not agree, he would have rejected it when I proposed it."

Li An nodded in agreement.

In his impression, Yi Xian Tian always had a serious face and always spoke the truth.

As my senior brother said, if you didn't agree, you would have objected at that time.

As the Baji Grandmaster, although Yixiantian is from the Blue Clothes Society, he is also a member of the martial arts world.

In fact, the Republic of China in which Yinxiantian lived was an era of assassinations. Even the Samurai Association, a non-governmental organization at that time, used martial arts to save the country, but actually carried out assassinations. Moreover, the ending of this group of martial arts people who fought against foreigners was also very tragic.

Most of the older generation of martial arts people are a little obsessed and don't want their ancestors' things to be lost in their own hands.

At that time, many people had special skills, some were generous in charity work, and some were always preserving things left by their ancestors.

Good things still need to be passed down.

The same goes for Yi Yin Tian who quit the organization and came to Hong Kong to run a barber shop while teaching boxing on the rooftop.

Before they knew it, it was already ten o'clock in the evening, and the two of them drank all the drinks on the table.

"Brother Shui."

"If it weren't for Master, with my three-legged cat skills, I might have died on the street long ago. Although Master often said that teaching me Bajiquan was a waste of my ancestors, he never kept it secret. I made some money at the dock in 2016, but I went to Master less often. You see, other martial arts schools are supported by disciples. Master did not open the gym, but he also taught boxing, so seriously, I This apprentice is actually very unscientific."

The reason why we charge these ten yuan is just because free things are too easy to get and no one cherishes them.

After a moment of silence, Sanjiang Shui picked up the wine glass and drank the wine in one gulp, stroking the glass with his fingers, as if there were memories in his eyes.

Sanjiang Shui smiled and spoke.

Speaking of this, Sanjiang Shui couldn't help laughing.

When Ang Lee learned boxing, the monthly tuition fee was 10 Hong Kong dollars, but it was only enough to pay for food there when he practiced boxing on weekdays. Yitiantian did not make any money at all.

Her thick wavy hair is tied back with a hairband, and she has a beautiful smile.

After a pause, he said again:

"I was following Miss Gong Er at the time. After the Gong family's incident, I lived alone in Hong Kong and worked as a bad guy collecting protection money. I saw a newly opened barber shop on Nanjing Street, and I accidentally ran to collect protection money and got beaten up. After a beating, he finally became a disciple of the master despite his shamelessness."

Sanjiang Shui looked up at Li An and said to himself:

"I say I am a martial art master, but in fact I only learned a little bit about boxing and kicking, and I did not formally become a master. I used to learn eight-step mantis boxing, a small boxing type in the north. There are only three or five people in a generation, and I can't be any younger. At that time, the northern martial arts world was headed by Mr. Gong, and small sects supported him one after another, and I was just a newcomer following the Gong family."

Julia and Zhao Jinhu came over,

Li An raised his head. At this time, Julia had changed into casual clothes, a white waisted lace shirt, bright red slim-fitting nine-point pants, and a pair of beige high heels on her feet, showing off her slim figure.

This was the first time that Sanjiang Shui had talked so much with Li An. Li An listened attentively except for a few words of conciliation occasionally.

Sanjiangshui said.

"This is Li An, my junior brother."

"You should know that I'm the one who leads the art team, right?"

Li An took the wine bottle on the table and poured it with Sanjiang water.

Li An nodded.

Li An knew that his master just wanted to find a few satisfactory disciples to pass on the things of his ancestors.

At the same time, Julia also looked at Li An. After looking at each other, her inquiring eyes turned to Sanjiang Water.

"Well, I heard you say that."

Then he introduced to Li An: "Julia, Zhao Jinhu's sister."

Li An stood up at the right time and nodded in greeting:

"Hello."

Julia stretched out her hand calmly and said: "Hello."

Li An reached out and gently squeezed the woman's finger.

Zhao Jinhu glanced at the empty wine bottles on the table, looked at Li An, and said with a smile:

"You guys are done talking about things, why don't we go upstairs to discuss things?"

Julia saw that Li An was not very old and was a little surprised when she heard this.

"Okay."

Li An grinned and nodded in agreement.

After leaving the booth, the four of them walked to the bar. Zhao Jinhu opened the door next to him and the four of them went up the stairs. There are three rooms on the second floor. Zhao Jinhu led the three people into the room on the right. The room of about twenty square meters was converted into a small practice room. There was also a weapons rack in the corner with some knives and swords on display. , stick weapons.

"The place is small and we can't use weapons. Why don't we spar with each other?"

"can."

Li An nodded.

The two stood opposite each other, while Sanjiangshui and Julia stood in the corner and watched.

"please."

Both of them paused for two or three seconds. Zhao Jinhu took the lead and punched with his right hand. The fist hit Li An's face quickly and sharply.

Li An did not dodge, raised his elbow, and accurately blocked Zhao Jinhu's fist.

As soon as they made contact, Zhao Jinhu was a little surprised by Li An's quick reaction and the force coming from his wrist, and his expression instantly became serious.

He took a deep breath and moved his left palm towards Li An's chin, ready to strike.

"Oh!"

Li An took half a step back lightly, and his right elbow accurately blocked Zhao Jinhu's wrist again.

Zhao Jinhu stepped closer, lowered his waist slightly, assumed a Shaolin horse stance, and punched forward.

The sound of fists and elbows sounded again in the room.

Zhao Jinhu's Shaolin boxing was fierce and powerful, but Li An only defended and did not attack. His defense was flawless. After two or three rounds, Zhao Jinhu's forehead was already sweating.

He took two steps back, a little embarrassed:

"Lee An, Bajiquan is a close-quarters fighting skill. Why do you just defend and refuse to attack?"

"Brother Tiger, be careful then."

Li An gave a soft drink, swung his feet and stepped forward quickly.

"Swing step? Aren't you a Baji player?"

"I'm a handyman."

As soon as the words fell, Li An had already stepped closer, and his raised elbow hit Zhao Jinhu's neck with strong wind.

There was a muffled sound, and his elbow hit Zhao Jinhu's blocking arm firmly. His whole arm suddenly felt sore and numb.

So powerful?

Unable to tolerate Zhao Jinhu's surprise, Li An twisted his waist and turned sideways, then turned and elbowed him directly in the face.

Such a quick move made Zhao Jinhu feel a sudden increase in pressure. He stepped to the left and just avoided the oncoming elbow. Unexpectedly, Li An took advantage of the inertia of twisting his waist and turned sideways to raise his left leg to the sky, like a steel whip. Smashed down.

At this time, Zhao Jinhu could not avoid it, so he subconsciously stretched out his arm to block again.

Bang!

Zhao Jinhu felt a huge force hit his arm, causing him to fly sideways involuntarily.

"Brother, are you okay?"

Julia couldn't help but make a sound.

"fine!"

Zhao Jinhu gritted his teeth and stood up. He moved his trembling arms for a while and looked at Li An who took two steps back.

"Come again!"

After saying this, he kicked off his back feet, leaped forward, bent his right fist forward, and struck Li An's head with a punch.

Li An changed his steps and twisted his body. Zhao Jinhu's fist fell almost against his forehead. Li An raised his left hand, holding Zhao Jinhu's fist like an iron pincer. His right hand went up along the opponent's arm, and his five fingers were shaped like iron hooks. Holding his big arms, he pushed his hands into his arms, and at the same time twisted his body, his shoulders just hit Zhao Jinhu's forward chest, and he threw Zhao Jinhu to the ground with a sudden over-the-shoulder throw.

Bang!

Zhao Jinhu's back hit the ground hard, he couldn't help but groan, and he couldn't get up for a while.

(End of this chapter)