Huayu: Starting from "The Heavenly Bodyguard"

The pillar stands firm because it has withstood countless rumors and gossip.

Why is Shen Mo able to maintain his politeness in public?

That's because they're ruthless and thick-skinned.

He rolled his eyes, then, facing the reporters who were clearly from out of town, Shen Daniu thumped his chest loudly.

"Listen to my pride."

"It'll be quite lively in a bit."

"You're all waiting at the village entrance to film the exclusive episode."

"That location is the best; I don't usually tell people to cook there."

A reporter wearing a Yangcheng TV station badge was filled with righteous indignation upon hearing Shen Mo's words.

They actually used abacus beads to beat these upright people.

He cannot allow it.

Don't listen to him!

"I'm a local."

"The village entrance is where the most people are; they won't be able to escape then."

"If this bastard catches us, we're definitely in trouble."

All the out-of-town reporters were suddenly shocked to realize that the damned Shen Mo was so malicious.

They actually wanted to ambush us righteous people in broad daylight.

We are all cultured people, people who wield pens.

Do you really think we haven't seen the video of you beating people up on Frog Island?

That reporter from Yangcheng TV shouted to all his colleagues:

"I know a two-story building."

"We'll definitely be able to film that son of a bitch getting beaten up."

Who will come with me?

The crowd responded enthusiastically, all shouting that they would go together.

Everyone had left.

Shen Mo scratched his nose and said to the village chief, "Why does this reporter look so familiar?"

The village chief pretended to check the things they would need later, seemingly ignoring Shen Mo's words.

He pinched his chin, and a glint of light appeared in his eyes.

"I know your two grandsons."

"If I see them again, I'll beat them to a pulp."

Helpless, he turned around and quickly gestured for Shen Mo to shut up.

"Keep your voice down!"

With a cold laugh, Shen Mo said:

"Your cousin is posing as a reporter; he must have some ulterior motive."

"If you don't tell me, I'll let the whole village judge this."

The village chief pulled Shen Mo aside, and only after making sure no one was nearby did he whisper:

"I asked my cousin to take them to my rooftop."

Hearing the village chief's words, Shen Mo didn't react for a moment and asked, "What are you going to do on your rooftop?"

"One thousand yuan per person..."

"No wonder you son of a bitch became the village chief."

......

Shen Mo's martial arts skills are quite diverse, and it's hard to say which school or sect he belongs to.

It belongs to the number one sect in the world.

Their signature move is a military-style boxing style that blends Bajiquan, Changquan, Qinna, and Sanda.

Military boxing may have been spread too widely and in too many different ways.

The acquisition methods are too easy.

It makes people mistakenly believe that it is not some profound martial art.

If there were a Mount Hua Sword Tournament, bringing together all the martial arts in the world for a contest.

If military boxing is ranked second, no one is ranked first.

Other sects have to take a backseat.

The most powerful offensive technique in the world is no joke.

This is the true essence of countless brilliant and outstanding individuals of our time, who drew upon the strengths of many and refined their knowledge.

This is the most advanced martial art in the world.

No matter how bad you are, practice will be useful.

Keep practicing, and you'll keep getting results.

Shen Mo's military boxing skills were considered to have reached a minor level of mastery, which was equivalent to practicing a profound internal energy cultivation method.

No matter what kind of action scenes they're filming, with the internal strength and mental techniques of military boxing as their foundation, they can easily apply the skin of these kung fu moves.

However, the military boxing that Shen Mo practiced also had its drawbacks, namely that he had not yet fully mastered it.

When used, it always comes across as too aggressive and ruthless.

Shen Mo can learn Bajiquan, Tongbeiquan, and Xingyiquan after just a couple of glances.

But Wing Chun is a women's martial art.

Using silence feels awkward.

Once it's launched, it can't be stopped.

The Li Family Martial Arts School may seem unreliable, but their Wing Chun is the genuine tradition passed down from Master Zan.

The techniques of Little Idea, Seeking Bridge, Pointing Finger, and Eight-Cut Sword can be practiced step by step to reach a high level.

Siu Nim Tao is the foundation of Wing Chun's stances and theories; it is the basis of everything.

A righteous thought leads to a righteous life.

The Bridge Seeker emphasizes footwork and positioning, and incorporates some fighting techniques.

The "Biaozhi" style is purely based on strength and technique, primarily for attacking and killing.

When outsiders come to learn martial arts, the gym usually teaches Siu Nim Tao together with Chum Kiu.

After practicing for a while, you'll eventually be able to produce a fancy display.

Besides his tendency to chuckle and act profound, Old Li is actually a true Wing Chun master.

From the moment Shen Mo entered the room, the old man only talked and didn't teach.

This led to Sun Shan rehearsing repeatedly.

He himself broke down his little thoughts, dissected them, and told them to Shen Mo.

According to the old man with the white beard:

"You have a foundation in martial arts, you can't force yourself to practice."

"After you understand it."

"Can it be typed out, can it be used?"

"That depends on your fate."

"You won't understand if I explain it to you now."

"That moment of sudden enlightenment depends on your destiny."

"See yourself, see the world, see all living beings."

"The third heaven is also the first heaven."

"Three roads are also one road."

Shen Mo had never practiced Yongchun, so he didn't know whether the white-bearded old man's "oh ho ho ho" was just showing off or fooling himself.

I talk to myself about these mysterious and esoteric things every day.

Talking nonsense.

He put in a lot of effort and practiced thirteen moves, but he couldn't even manage to pull off a fancy move.

It was definitely because his trip to Dongguan was spread around in the village that he harbored resentment.

This is going to corrupt my own moral compass.

Spreading negative image attacks.

Shen Mo was in a daze when someone next to him nudged his kidney, instantly snapping him out of it.

Firecrackers, drums, fireworks, and a noisy crowd.

Countless hands pushed and shoved towards them.

Damn it, Shen Mo saw a shifty-eyed brat about to attack his groin.

"Duang duang!" That was two slaps, and the bastard made him roll his eyes.

Suddenly, someone yelled, "That damn Shen Mo is here!"

The originally erratic waves instantly converged on a single point of silence.

Countless hands, like zombies, lashed out at Shen Danu'er.

What the hell!

Shen Mo's mind went blank; this was the first time he had encountered such a situation.

No matter how skilled you are, if you're squeezed in a crowd and the space is too small, even if you want to deliver a fatal blow, you won't be able to exert any force and can only instinctively parry.

Shen Daniu not only got hammered, but he also had to watch out for flashbangs.

Those damn paparazzi!

It deliberately shakes itself whenever it looks up, purely out of revenge.

Everything in front of me was white, and I was hit twice more hard. It turned out to be the owner of the village store.

Yesterday, I was chatting and laughing with myself, reminding myself to be careful.

Today, that bastard stared wide-eyed at himself, snorting and hitting himself.

Their heads were buzzing from being hit, and everyone's movements seemed to slow down.

The sounds of gongs, drums, and firecrackers all vanished from the heavens and earth.

All things return to nothingness, shrinking into a mirror.

The rest was all white.

Lowering his head, his face resembled a mirror-like lake, rippling with gentle waves.

The scene reflected in the mirror is a world unto itself.

Shen Daniu, with a buzz cut and a straw in his mouth, destroyed the Blue Army's headquarters during the exercise.

The old squad leader grabbed him by the collar and berated him, saying he was a real talent.

The ripples reappeared, and the scene changed to Shen Danu'er wearing a baseball cap and walking in the darkness.

He secretly placed a coin with the national emblem in his inner pocket.

Looking around, the world was filled with a vast expanse of white snow.

Walking barefoot through this place, mountains, lakes, and rivers rush by.

Looking up at the sky, the heavy snow has temporarily stopped, and the Milky Way bursts open.

The sky is filled with countless stars, seemingly unchanging since time immemorial.

Silent and alone, forgetting time, I saw the world and all living beings.