Plane hunting

Chapter 177 I Have Weapons
Zhou Binglin didn't say anything about Huang Shaohong's behavior of kicking gyms around the capital. In his words, it's the martial arts gym of devils and sticks who kicked, so what else can he do?

However, Zhou Binglin still made a small request, because today Huang Shaohong scanned more than 20 taekwondo venues, the Korean taekwondo master Cui Changbai [-]th dan, specially called him and asked him about this matter.

At that time, Cui Changbai thought that this incident was so big that everyone in Huaxia Capital should know about it. Because of the size of his country's capital, he miscalculated the speed at which an incident would spread in Huaxia Capital.

So when he asked Zhou Binglin, Cui Changbai thought that the other party should know about this matter, so he didn't tell the kung fu used by the kicker.

And Zhou Binglin was in the stage of nourishing his energy. He would hide from the fights and kills as much as he could, so he didn't ask any questions. He just asked him to find out which family's children did it, and then just said hello.

When he received a call from the Martial Arts Association and heard that the person kicking the pavilion used the tiger-crane double-shape and Tai Chi hammer method, he knew it must be Huang Shaohong.

Zhou Binglin said to Huang Shaohong: "You want to find a master of dark energy to practice energy. This is indeed a shortcut to the south, but you must be careful yourself. The capital is deep and the water is deep, so don't give up."

"In addition, give me some face. You can kick any other taekwondo dojo. You have to be merciful in Changbai Taekwondo. Today, Cui Changbai from South Korea called me. He opened three martial arts gyms in the capital, and one of them has already been kicked. If you see the remaining two, don't move, after all, I am still the honorary chairman of Changbai Taekwondo!"

"Cui Changbai?"

Huang Shaohong nodded: "Okay, I'll listen to senior brother, but senior brother, I still say the same thing. If it's not my race, its heart must be different. You also know that Cui Changbai contacted you because of your kung fu. You have to grasp it well." !"

Zhou Binglin nodded with a smile: "I used to fail to break through alchemy, so I always wanted to find a place where I could get paid for the elderly. Now that I have obtained the method of nourishing qi and hope to hold alchemy, naturally I won't owe him that kind of love anymore. This time I will stop you from going." Kicking his dojo, even if he repays his favor, I will resign the honorary chairman later."

After he finished speaking, he reminded: "However, Cui Changbai is narrow-minded. You have swept away his place. If there is a chance in the future, he will definitely challenge you!"

Huang Shaohong laughed: "That's a good thing, I'm worried that there will be no master to beat me up now!"

After he finished speaking, the door was blocked by experts the next day.

The next morning, after Huang Shaohong and Zhou Binglin had breakfast, they took out his signboard saying 'the sticks are all the sick men of East Asia' and went out to start work.

As soon as he opened the door, he saw a handsome young man in gray casual clothes standing in front of the door with a sword in his hand.

The man saw the plaque in Huang Shaohong's hand at a glance, and a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth involuntarily. Although he had heard about it a long time ago, the first time he saw such a strange thing in modern society, he couldn't help but smile. .

The young man returned to normal in an instant, holding his sword and clasping his fists, he reported his family name: "I am Jiang Hai, the descendant of Wudang Jiugong Sword, and I came here to pay a visit to Master Huang Shaohong today!"

Huang Shaohong looked him up and down, and it turned out that he was Jiang Hai who was taken away by Wang Chao with the 'Turtle Snake' sword, but it's a pity he wasn't a boxing practitioner!

He turned around and opened the door again: "The visitor is a guest, let's go in and talk!" He turned over and walked back without asking Jiang Hai to go first after speaking.

Seeing him like this, Jiang Hai didn't think he was disobedient, so he walked into the courtyard with his sword in hand.

Zhou Binglin was still slumped on the rocking chair, but this time he did not close his eyes to rest his mind, but held a copy of "The Doctrine of the Mean" and read it carefully. When he saw Huang Shaohong turned around and came back, when he was about to ask questions, he saw the man behind him holding a sword Jiang Hai couldn't help frowning slightly.

Jiang Hai obviously knew Zhou Binglin, he cupped his fists respectfully and said, "Jiang Hai, the successor of Wudang Jiugong Sword, met Mr. Zhou!"

Zhou Binglin nodded slightly, and his eyes fell on the sword in Jiang Hai's hand. Seeing that the scabbard was made of unknown animal leather, it was gray-green, scaly, and full of ancient flavor. He looked at the hilt and suddenly said:
"Did I say it looks familiar? In your hand is the 'Turtle and Snake Sword' of the Wudang Nine Palaces School handed down by the sword fairy Li Jinglin. Are you Lin Tingfeng's apprentice?"

When Jiang Hai heard the other party mention his master, he immediately nodded seriously.

Zhou Binglin smiled and said: "I met your master once, and I still admire his swordsmanship!"

Jiang Hai listened to the other party's praise of his master, and immediately said: "The master once mentioned to the younger generation that he also admired the invincible demeanor of the 'Little Martial God' when he swept the Southeast Asian martial arts world back then!"

Zhou Binglin smiled and waved his hands: "How dare you be called the Martial God? Now that you are old, you are no longer as brave as you used to be, but you are not as good as you young people. You are very good at talking. Lin Tingfeng has taken in a good apprentice."

When he saw Jiang Hai talking, he always looked at Huang Shaohong, knowing that the other party was not looking for him, so he said: "You are here to look for him, I'm here to read, you can talk by yourself!"

Seeing that the two of them finished speaking, Huang Shaohong said without waiting for Jiang Hai to open his mouth, "We are strangers to each other, and you obviously didn't come to make friends with me, so I won't invite you to sit down. If you have anything to say, just talk about it! "

Jiang Hai smiled wryly, thinking that no wonder he is a person who is able to play games everywhere, this character is really straightforward.

He glanced at Zhou Binglin, and then asked Huang Shaohong, "I wonder if Master Huang is Mr. Zhou's disciple?"

Huang Shaohong shook his head: "I have a friendship with my brother!"

As soon as he said Jiang Hai, he understood, and immediately he was not afraid of offending Zhou Binglin, and said bluntly to Huang Shaohong:
"I was entrusted to come here this time to prevent Master Huang from going to the Taekwondo gym again!"

"Wudang disciples stand up for Bangzi?" Huang Shaohong raised his eyebrows, and his eyes became sharp immediately:

"The National Martial Arts Association doesn't stop me, why do you?"

Jiang Hai shook his head and said, "When I was studying in Europe, I owed a favor to a Korean classmate. His father is now an official of the World Taekwondo Association, and now he also runs a dojo in the capital!"

When he said this, his face became serious: "We are martial arts practitioners, and we have to pay back the debts we owe. This time he asked me for help, so naturally I can't refuse!"

Huang Shaohong nodded: "After talking so much, you just want to fight me!"

Jiang Hai didn't deny it either, nodded and said, "That's right, you and I have had a match, if I'm lucky enough to win with one and a half moves, please ask Master Huang not to go to the Taekwondo gym again!"

Huang Shaohong chuckled: "You are confident, right. How did you find me?"

"Master Huang, the Hong Quan and Tai Chi Hammer techniques you use for kicking the gymnasium are easy to find if I am interested. In addition, I also have some connections in the police department. You didn't hide your whereabouts on purpose, so it is not difficult for me to find this place!"

Huang Shaohong suddenly realized that in the original book, Jiang Hai seemed to be the son of a high-ranking cadre, and he had a certain amount of energy in the capital.

Immediately, he stopped talking nonsense and said directly: "It's okay to fight. If I lose, I won't play in the gym. If I win, you can do something for me!"

Jiang Hai seemed very confident in himself, and immediately nodded without asking any questions, "Okay, but I'm a swordsman, let's compare weapons!"

Seeing that the two were going to fight, Zhou Binglin on the side couldn't help feeling refreshed. He had watched Huang Shaohong practice martial arts for more than half a month in the Summer Palace, and he knew that his swordsmanship was very good, but the weapon was a stainless steel sword.

At this time Zhou Binglin said directly: "Shaohong, I have a good sword in my house, you can use it!"

Huang Shaohong waved his hand and said: "No, I have weapons!" After speaking, he walked towards his room.

Zhou Binglin laughed angrily: "Isn't your weapon the stainless steel sword used for exercise by the elderly?"

Zhou Binglin and Jiang Hai stared wide-eyed, watching Huang Shaohong bring out a Fang Tian painting halberd nearly three meters long with a golden dragon coiled on the handle!
After Zhou Binglin and Jiang Hai saw it clearly, they said in unison: "I'll go!"

(End of this chapter)