My girlfriend is from 1949

These words sound like they're from preschool education.

Take it one step at a time, and don't aim too high. At first glance, this all sounds reasonable.

However, adding "a bit older" before it sounds a bit discouraging.

It seems they only came to appease the crowd because they couldn't refuse their hospitality.

After all, adults' bones have closed, and their joint flexibility and neuromuscular coordination are not as good as children's.

Performing splits, somersaults, and other moves that require extremely high flexibility and explosive power is very difficult and carries a high risk of injury.

Moreover, traditional martial arts systems are mostly designed based on the physical models of teenagers.

If adults apply this method directly, it can easily lead to a collapsed lower back and inward knee buckling, resulting in the consequence of "damaging your knees before you learn the fist."

That's why the old man looked indifferent and didn't take it seriously at all.

If the child in front of him is seven or eight years old, he will teach him seriously.

As for a grown-up "powerful" young master, just treat it as a hobby and play along with him.

Lin Wan walked to the side and took the relevant documents that were handed to her.

Now I understand why the old man was so indifferent.

According to the information, the old man is now eighty years old and once served as a first-class bodyguard in the Qing Dynasty.

Dissatisfied with the Qing government, he returned to his hometown under the pretext of illness.

However, later, his entire family, including all 180 members of his clan, were killed by the Japanese.

He escaped disaster because he was in the city on business.

Then he began his path of revenge, assassinating Japanese military officials.

During the years of the War of Resistance against Japan, they did many sensational things in Beiping.

After the Japanese were defeated and surrendered, the old man retired and returned to his hometown.

He carries a hoe and works in the fields every day, and he is just as capable as those strong young men when it comes to farm work.

Some time ago, Beiping received a telegram from Zheng Changlin, asking him to find a martial arts master for Chen Huai'an.

The central government attached great importance to this matter and selected Xu Dongyang only after a rigorous investigation and deliberation.

However, the old man is now all alone, without a wife, children, or elderly parents, and has long since become indifferent to worldly affairs.

In the old man's opinion, it was probably another son of some powerful family who had suddenly decided to learn martial arts, which was why he had come to him.

They dismissed this with disdain.

At his age, he has absolutely no interest in fame or fortune.

Moreover, having no descendants, there are even fewer concerns.

Later, he had to ask his longtime friend to persuade him sincerely for several days before he finally agreed.

No wonder he had a calm expression; he was simply fulfilling his responsibilities as a teacher.

As for how much this son of a "powerful and wealthy" family can learn, that's none of his business.

Chen Huai'an was at a loss for words when faced with the elderly man with white hair and eyebrows.

The original plan was to shoot a video, add explanations, and then use it as a correspondence course textbook for self-study.

Now that we've arrived in the Republic of China era, we naturally need a renowned teacher to guide us in person, lest we practice incorrectly.

Back then, Ouyang Feng went mad because he practiced it incorrectly.

Chen Huai'an, mimicking a scene from a movie, respectfully bowed and said, "Disciple greets Master!"

Regardless of how others treat you, when you learn skills from them, you should maintain a proper attitude, right?

Before he could even bow down, his hands, which were clasped in prayer, were hooked by the pipe, preventing him from continuing.

He clearly had no intention of taking on a disciple, which is why he refused the courtesy.

Chen Huai'an frowned, a competitive spirit rising within him, and pressed down hard with both hands.

He was then surprised to find that, with his current physical condition, he was no longer able to suppress it even slightly.

The brass cigarette holder was held firmly in place, like a frame.

The force was astonishing.

Is this old man really eighty years old?

Involuntarily, I recalled reading about the last martial arts champion.

This man was named Zhang Sanjia. He had served as a bodyguard to Emperor Guangxu and was said to have defeated Huo Yuanjia in just two moves.

Although Zhang Sanjia was only sixteen years old, he was already a burly man with extraordinary strength.

He wielded a martial arts sword weighing 180 pounds with the grace of a coiled dragon, displaying a variety of techniques. He was also incredibly accurate in horseback riding and archery.

Unfortunately, he passed away from illness in his early twenties, only a few years after becoming the top scholar in the imperial examination.

Judging by age, the old man should be two or three grades older than him.

I used to doubt whether the martial arts champion's fighting ability was exaggerated, but now I completely believe it!

With my current physical condition, I can rival even the most muscular guys in the gym.

But when faced with an old man, he couldn't even bow or kowtow.

That terrifying force alone is enough to inspire awe.

Chen Huai'an gritted his teeth, preparing to suppress it with all his might.

Suddenly, the pipe hooked, and he lost his balance and fell forward.

Just as I was about to awkwardly regain my balance, I was supported by a large, wrinkled hand.

His calloused hands quickly pinched his arms, shoulders, waist, hips, and legs.

Although Xu Dongyang didn't say anything, a glint of light flashed in his cloudy old eyes.

His previous impatient perfunctory attitude faded, and a thoughtful look appeared in his eyes.

He nodded slightly and said, "Get some rest early tonight, and start practicing at dawn tomorrow! Oh, and send some more paper and ink to my room."

After saying that, he went upstairs with his hands behind his back.

Upon entering the bedroom, a look of hope appeared on his aged face.

He muttered to himself, "His physique is exceptional; he's a promising martial arts talent. After all these years, perhaps I really can find a successor!"

He then sat down in a chair and picked up a calligraphy brush to write.

The brushstrokes are vigorous and powerful, demonstrating a deep understanding of calligraphy.

The written content was a schedule for martial arts practice, along with important notes.

In addition, a prescription was written.

His face, covered in wrinkles, was focused, but his eyes shone with hope.

Originally, I was just going to come and make do for a year or two out of consideration for my old friend.

Now, they're taking it seriously.

at the same time

Chen Huai'an, Lao Zhang, Du Hengtai, and Wang Hai sat together on the flower terrace outside, inquiring about their master's personal preferences.

Even the most oblivious person could tell from the old man's perfunctory attitude after such a brief meeting.

A master's attitude will determine the heights a disciple can reach in the future.

If you just go through the motions, you'll only be teaching superficial things, so what's the point?

To put it bluntly, if you're only going to get by with superficial skills, you might as well go to the military for training and learn some combat techniques there.

Only by sharing one's knowledge and experience can one truly learn skills.

There's no way to fix the issue of skeletal closure in one's twenties.

We can't just break bones like in movies and TV shows, can we?

So they had no choice but to find another way to please Xu Dongyang.

If the old man is happy, he might be able to pass on some of his most treasured secrets!

Wang Hai frowned and said, "I think we should try to win him over with sincerity!"

Old Zhang immediately shook his head in denial: "This would take a very long time, and even if it moved them, how much of it would they actually accept?"

Du Hengtai pondered for a moment and said, "The best and quickest way right now is to cater to their preferences. As the saying goes, 'He who takes a bribe is bound to be obligated to give in return.' If you owe someone a favor, you have to give something in return, right?"

"Um..." Old Zhang and Wang Hai paused, hesitating, "Wouldn't this be inappropriate?"