Age: My Small World

Chapter 374: Two Punches

The history department is a relatively popular major with a lot of students, but it is similar to classical literature.

This is how college students are valuable these days, there really aren’t that many of them.

Yang Jun was not allowed to attend classes for free, so he could only come secretly.

Since he had inquired about the news in advance, when he arrived it happened to be Professor Hu Bei's class.

It must be said that judging from his appearance and courses alone, there is nothing wrong with Professor Hu Bei.

He is over sixty years old and still has a lot of energy. He pushes his glasses up from time to time and teaches seriously without any pretense.

"During the Wei, Jin, Southern and Northern Dynasties, we Han people were almost exterminated. This was a shameful period, and a dark moment that should be remembered..."

The chaos of more than three hundred years was not absurd but beautiful. There were only broken families and separation of wives and children. It was a period when the Han people were called two-legged sheep. The northern barbarians were all over China, and human tragedies were everywhere.

When talking about the critical moments, Hu Bei couldn't help but become passionate. It was his concern for the nation and his emotion about the current life.

Yang Jun paused for a moment. Is Professor Hu in this state really a spy?
When the class was over, Yang Jun left and hid in the dark to observe.

Some people behave differently in front of others and behind others, so he plans to observe them further.

As a first-level professor of the school, Professor Hu Bei naturally has an assigned dormitory house, which is not far from Jingcheng University and is in the building next door.

One in front and one behind, Professor Hu didn't know he was being followed, so he walked slowly and steadily.

When I saw someone picking vegetables to sell downstairs, I picked for a while and bought a few pounds of cabbage to go upstairs.

Yang Jun did not follow him, but watched him enter the house from a distance.

"Is the intelligence from the office useless? Are both of them good people?"

He was full of doubts and even a little unconfident.

If the information produced by professionals is so bad, how can I dare to say that I can surpass my predecessors?

Let’s stop here for today. Yang Jun thought for a while and left the school to go to Kaimen Lane.

Mr. Hu didn't like to go out in the afternoon and usually lay on a recliner at home to rest, so he came at the perfect time.

"Come on, sit down."

Mr. Hu, holding a palm-leaf fan, casually pointed to a stool.

As for himself, he was lying comfortably on the recliner.

The recliner was the one Yang Jun bought, and it looked quite comfortable.

After a while, Mr. Hu suddenly raised his head.

"What's wrong with you today? Are you in a bad mood?"

The old man understood his apprentice's temper, so he sensed that something was wrong with him.

"Master, how could anyone want to cause trouble?"

He was thinking about this question when he caught the female spy, and he really felt that these people were mentally ill.

"There are always some people in this world who are different from ordinary people. They are either geniuses or crazy. So it's normal for some people to want chaos."

Mr. Hu Baye saw clearly that at any time, fools and geniuses would coexist.

He laughed cheerfully and said, "You are a genius, aren't you? You are very different from ordinary people. Just get used to it."

"When you're feeling down, just box and get rid of all your worries. Why bother thinking so much?"

In fact, he was not worried, he was just depressed for a while.

If we talk about people who are afraid of chaos in the world, then there are endless cases of cyberbullying on the Internet, and cyberbullying can even cause death.

"Then Master, let me practice."

Yang Jun stood up, took off his coat and put it on the stool, then stood in the middle of the yard and began to perform the starting moves of Tongbeiquan.

"Hah!" With a loud shout, it began.

From grappling to 108 moves, from stance training to swordsmanship, he practiced them all.

At some point, Mr. Hu had sat up straight, quietly watching Yang Jun's routine movements.

Until he finally clasped his fists, he said: "Good boy, I haven't seen you for a while, your boxing skills are almost as good as mine."

Mr. Hu was surprised, but also excited, hoping that he could surpass him. "Master, I'm still far from your level."

Yang Jun said modestly.

Mr. Hu shook his head: "It's not good for young people to be too modest."

He simply stood up, rolled up his sleeves, and walked to the opposite side of Yang Jun.

"Master will practice with you today."

"You're just one step away from success. Once you get past that, everything will be fine. Otherwise, it'll be a long time before you make any progress."

After all, practicing martial arts alone is not enough, so having a sparring partner is very important.

"Master, please be careful then."

Yang Jun was too careless with his punches and kicks because he was really afraid of hurting Mr. Hu.

"Haha, you still dare to look down on Master, don't you?"

Mr. Hu Baye didn't waste any more words and immediately attacked Yang Jun with a punch, not giving him a chance to speak.

"Bang!" Yang Jun didn't dare give him the chance to get close, so he chose a head-on collision.

The two men punched each other with great force.

"Hmph!" How could the experienced Mr. Hu retreat so easily?

He just moved his feet and kicked back at Yang Jun's face.

"Master, you are serious."

Yang Jun was so frightened that he quickly crossed his arms to block.

He doesn't dare to get his face kicked, as he can still make a living by his looks in the future.

"Who's playing tricks on you? Go on."

Mr. Hu continued to attack while they were talking, but Yang Jun managed to hold on.

"Haha, then I won't be polite." Yang Jun smiled happily.

Mr. Hu nodded: "Use all your strength."

So he started to give it his all.

In an instant, the old man felt a huge increase in pressure, and he saw fist shadows everywhere in front of his eyes.

But he was not surprised but happy, because Yang Jun was immersed in boxing at this moment and actually began to have an epiphany.

There was only a fine line between them. If the epiphany went smoothly, then Yang Jun's boxing skills would completely surpass Tan Leg and fighting skills, becoming his first grandmaster-level martial arts.

"Okay, come again."

Since he couldn't interrupt his perception, Mr. Hu still insisted on making sandbags.

At the beginning, he was able to hold Yang Jun back with his rich experience and level, but later he was overwhelmed first.

"Why isn't this brat recovered yet?" Mr. Hu, whose forehead began to sweat, was a little panicked. He felt that he could not hold on any longer.

When he was almost out of strength, a fist suddenly broke through his defense, landed straight in front of his face, and then stopped.

"Master, thank you for letting me."

Mr. Hu didn't care about this, but grabbed his arm tightly.

"Done?"

Yang Jun nodded: "It's also a fluke."

"I was originally feeling a bit pent up, but after fighting with you, I suddenly felt relieved. Even my previous boxing skills suddenly became clearer."

"Very good. After three years, you finally didn't let me down and became a true master of Tongbeiquan."

"You can start your apprenticeship now."

Hearing this, Yang Jun was delighted at first, then looked at Mr. Hu and said:
"Master, after I've finished my apprenticeship, will you still let me into the house?"

Mr. Hu Ba said angrily, "I want you to become a disciple, not to betray your master."

(End of this chapter)