Chapter 1178 1180【Do as the Romans do】
Seeing that everyone was only trying to decline and no one dared to go up, Hong Zhennan, the president of Xiangjiang Martial Arts Association, finally couldn't help but jumped up, "Since everyone is so modest, then I'll come and throw bricks to attract jade."
Although he is fat, his martial arts skills are amazing. With one leap, he can fly two to three meters high. Xiang Nan really admires him.
And when he landed on the table, with his big lump of flesh, coupled with the speed at which he fell from the sky, the round table was like a seesaw, and it was pushed up immediately.
Xiang Nan was thrown out, and he was in mid-air, with nowhere to draw his strength.
But he didn't rush, instead, he took advantage of being bounced and quickly kicked Hong Zhennan twice.
Hong Zhennan carried it with his hand, and Xiang Nan took the opportunity to borrow strength from him, bounced back on the table, and stabilized his figure.
"Please~" The two stood facing each other, each posing, and then shot together.
Hong Zhennan practiced Hongquan well. Hongquan pays attention to convincing people with force, winning with prestige, hard bridge and hard horse, strong and powerful.
Hong Zhennan has a fat body, extraordinary strength, and terrifying power, so he practiced Hong Quan, which really complemented each other.
As soon as Xiang Nan played against him, he knew that he was really a master.
The fist is heavy, strong and brave.
Xiang Nan fought hard with him a few times, but he felt a little overwhelmed, his arms were numb.
Seeing this, Xiang Nan no longer confronted him head-on, but dealt with him in small ways.
Wing Chun was passed down from the theater troupe on the red boat, and the ancestor Liang Erdi was the punter on the red boat.
The cabin of the red boat is narrow and cramped, and it sways constantly. Therefore, survival of the fittest in Wing Chun is best at burying bunts. And its iconic horse stance two-character clamp sheep horse, standing in the figure of eight, with legs slightly bent, knees clamped inside, thus forming a triangle.
It is well known that triangle is the most stable structure. Moreover, the legs were slightly bent, and the center of gravity was lowered. In this way, the sheep and horse with the two-word tongs were stable and not easy to fall, and they could be held firmly on the rickety red boat.
Therefore, the current competition on this swinging round table may be a disadvantage for other open and close, long bridge and hard horse boxing techniques, but it is an advantage for Wing Chun.
Therefore, Xiang Nan kept dodging and moving, dodging Hong Zhennan's attack, making his attack often miss.
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However, in the eyes of outsiders, it looked like Xiang Nan was being suppressed and beaten by Hong Zhennan. Only the power of parrying, there is no power to fight back.
Seeing this, all the martial artists in Xiangjiang sneered.
"I thought he was so powerful, but it turned out to be a silver pewter."
"With such kung fu, he dares to teach boxing in Xiangjiang, how generous!"
"If I had known that his kung fu is so good, I would have gone up and asked him for advice."
They all sneered.
Jinshan asked all the brothers to see this, and they were also very surprised.
"Ask brother why he just parries but doesn't fight back. Could it be that he can't beat Hong Zhennan."
"It's no wonder. Brother Wen has been making money all these years, and it's normal for his martial arts to regress."
"Oh, if I knew this, I wouldn't let him out of the mountain. If I lose, it's really bad."
They also talked one after another.
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At this moment, Xiang Nan keenly noticed that Hong Zhennan's eyes began to turn red, his face showed an abnormal rosy color, and his breathing became short of breath.
Xiang Nan immediately knew that this was his asthma relapse.
The Hongquan practiced by Hong Zhennan pays attention to the use of energy to stimulate strength and the use of sound to boost strength. It is a boxing method that consumes a lot of energy. This makes it easier to trigger his asthma.
So under this strenuous exercise, Hong Zhennan's old illness recurred.
Because Hong Zhennan seems vicious, arrogant and unreasonable, but he is actually a good person. The reason why the rules were set up to collect membership fees from various martial arts clubs is to deal with the exploitation of foreign devils, not to make profits for themselves.
In the end, in order to safeguard the dignity of Chinese martial arts, he did not hesitate to fight a tornado and was eventually beaten to death in the boxing arena.
Such a character is really worthy of respect.
Xiang Nan naturally didn't want to take advantage of others, so he just kept dodging.
Anyway, his purpose is not to compete with Hong Zhennan for the number one Xiangjiang martial artist, but just to be qualified to teach boxing. Therefore, it is enough to delay a stick of incense.
Hong Zhennan's asthma gradually broke out, and his breathing became more and more difficult.
He was also aware of his illness, and if the beating continued, Xiang Nan would die of panting first if nothing happened.
Therefore, when he saw that the stick of incense was almost burning, he withdrew his fist, suppressed the urge to pant forcibly, and said loudly, "Okay, it's time. Master Ye, your kung fu is not bad, you are allowed to teach in Xiangjiang!" punched."
Xiang Nan also stabilized his figure, and cupped his hands to Hong Zhennan, "Thank you Master Hong for keeping your hand, Ip Man is very grateful."
"Well, remember to pay a membership fee of 100 yuan at the beginning of each month." Hong Zhennan said again.
Xiang Nan nodded.
A membership fee of one hundred yuan is nothing to him. Every investment he makes now is tens or millions.
What's more, he knew that Hong Zhennan collected the membership fee not for himself, but to deal with foreign devils, so he didn't refuse like in the movie.
Seeing that he was sensible, Hong Zhennan nodded in satisfaction, then jumped off the round table and asked his apprentice to bring the medicine.
His asthma is almost uncontrollable.
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After the competition, Xiang Nan took Jin Shanxun and others to leave the martial arts club.
"Brother Wen, I have to pay a membership fee of 100 yuan, which is really outrageous."
"What's the membership fee? In my opinion, it must be that the surname Hong made a fortune from it."
"That's right, although the membership fee of 100 yuan is not much. But it should not be taught. There is no such rule in Fushan."
Jinshan asked all the brothers to talk about it.
"Okay, stop arguing, this is Xiangjiang, not Mount Bi, so we can't simply compare." Xiang Nan waved his hand and said, "Let's do as the Romans do.
After hearing what he said, everyone nodded and stopped talking nonsense.
"Jinshan is looking for, try to select some talented students from among the disciples, who can play well, and train them well. We people will get old soon, and we won't be able to play for a few years." Xiang Nan instructed again.
He is forty-six years old this year. Although he is proficient in medical skills, his body has been well maintained and he can still maintain his peak fighting strength, but sooner or later he will not be able to fight. So we still have to educate the younger generation.
Jin Shan listened and nodded, "I see, ask brother."
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In the evening, Xiang Nan came to Hong Zhennan Guoshu Club.
"Master Ye, what's the matter for coming so late~" Hong Zhennan asked a little warily.
In the afternoon competition, outsiders didn't know, but he knew in his heart that he seemed to have the upper hand all the time, but in fact he never hurt Xiang Nan. So in terms of kung fu, Xiang Nan is not much different from him, and even more flexible.
So his visit at night made Hong Zhennan unavoidably suspicious.
"I'm here to give away the membership fee." Xiang Nan put the 100 yuan membership fee on the table and said.
When Hong Zhennan saw it, he nodded, "Master Ye, you know the rules."
"Do as the Romans do." Xiang Nan smiled, "By the way, Master Hong, if I read correctly, you must have asthma."
"You know?!" Hong Zhennan's face suddenly changed when he heard it.
(end of this chapter)