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After a few tricks, let alone Master Hong, even Tang Yong, who had no foundation in martial arts, saw the problem.

At first everyone thought that it was just that Chen Shuai's melee skills were fancy, but after several rounds, Chen Shuai's playful expression became more and more serious, and Master Hong suddenly realized that Chen Shuai might not have put all his strength at all.

"You boy, how dare you tease our family?"

After another dark loss, Master Hong looked at Chen Shuai in puzzlement. At this moment, that fair face with a smile that was not a smile seemed weirder to him than black and white.

Chen Shuai shook his head helplessly, and said:

"Judging from your own martial arts cultivation, you are indeed much higher than the ordinary people like Zhang Zhe. It's a pity that these moves of yours are too old. Not to mention the same as the current Borderlands. Compared with fighters, at the end of the last century, these fighting techniques were almost eliminated."

Chen Shuai shook his head helplessly.

As the instructor of the frontier soldiers, Chen Shuai is very familiar with the development of these martial arts skills.

Every year, the frontier fighters would even hold regular sparring sessions with the monks who came down from the mountain, with the purpose of promoting the common progress of both sides' combat effectiveness.

When Master Hong's attack failed again, Chen Shuai seemed to have completely lost his patience. A beautiful horse stepped on a flying swallow and kicked Master Hong a few feet away.

"These moves are not all dross. On the contrary, some moves are extremely subtle. Even if you compare them with the top western fighting skills, they will not fall behind. It's just that you are too self-righteous and self-righteous. Martial arts out of touch."

"Modern martial arts has already entered version 10.0, and you are still before 1.0. No matter how high your cultivation level is, you are still just a stupid, more durable stake."

Chen Shuai sighed and shook his head.

This is not only the sorrow of Gu Wu, but also a problem faced by many inherited skills, including traditional Chinese medicine.

They say that they are not tolerated by the current world, but they are unwilling to make progress, reflect, and integrate into this brand new world.

So passive, so closed, how can I keep up with this ever-changing world.

Even the inheritance is gone, so how can we talk about carrying it forward?

"What are you talking about? Shut up for us! You are a junior, why are you so arrogant!"

For Hong Ye who had almost closed himself in the old society, Chen Shuai's words were like connecting his dark worldview with electric lights. The bright lights made him feel uncomfortable.

There was already a bit of pity in Chen Shuai's eyes.

"Actually, your method of martial arts has long been eliminated. The art of yin and yang reconciliation is not intended to achieve harmony in such an extreme way. If you can use this crooked way to embark on the road of martial arts, even if you practice with a healthy body Wu, is also a broad road!"

Chen Shuai's words drove Master Hong into a complete madness.

He was told by his master since he was a child that if he wanted to become a master and not be bullied by others, he could only practice martial arts.

If you want to practice martial arts without venting your own essence, you have to endure unbearable pain for ordinary people.

So, on that stormy night, he was stabbed by his master.

From now on, there will be one less boy in the world, and one more Hong Ye who seems to have traveled from the palace.

"Junior, I will kill you!"

Chen Shuai's words, to Master Hong, were like a blow to reduce dimensionality.At this moment, Master Hong fell into a madness, like a mad beast, attacking like a storm, pouring towards Chen Shuai.

"Master Hong, don't listen to his slander!"

Tang Yong thought that Master Hong was irritated by Chen Shuai and lost his mind, so he hurriedly reminded him.

It's just that even Tang Yong, Master Hong's boss, underestimated this fine city mansion that has lived for decades.

Chen Shuai shook his head helplessly as he saw Master Hong was completely out of shape and attacking indiscriminately.

Such an attack was no threat to him at all.

However, Chen Shuai suddenly noticed a sly look in the old man's eyes.

Chen Shuai looked at Zhao Bingning suddenly, and exclaimed:

"Ning'er, be careful!"

Jing'an New District, inside the Zhao family's new house.

These members of the Zhao family were involved in this dispute before they could appreciate the joy of moving to a new home, and their hearts were panicked.

Especially when they learned that even Zhao Yingying from the management team was kidnapped in Marsland, they became even more desperate.

If the people in the management can't protect their own safety in Marsland, aren't they like leeks on the roadside, ready to be slaughtered?
When the day of negotiation came, Zhao's new headquarters seemed to be fasting, with no entertainment, no laughter, and worried expressions everywhere.

Zhao Tianhai and his son were sent here to maintain order in order to stabilize the emotions of the people. They were accompanied by an old man wearing a melon cap and a farmer who looked like an idiot.

Wan Lao took a sip of tea, glanced at the chess board in front of him, and sighed.

He is black, and Gu Yu is red.At this moment, the chessboard is almost dominated by black chess.

"Oh, that's all. Playing chess with you is really meaningless. Every attack is like a bull rushing. Although it is brave, it leaves no room for it. It is easy to be seen through and leaves too many loopholes. .”

Gu Yu's dullness is only reflected in places other than martial arts.

After hearing Wan Lao's meaningful words and savoring them carefully, Gu Yu hurriedly stood up and bowed to Wan Lao:
"Thank you for your teaching, senior!"

Wan Lao tidied up his melon skin hat, put it on his head again, and said with a satisfied face:

"As expected of Mr. Chen's valued person, it really is different."

The members of the Zhao family looked at the old and the young. Since they came to the Zhao family, they just eat and drink for nothing, and they like to say some inexplicable things.

If you don't know, it is estimated that the Zhao family members can believe that they came out of the lunatic asylum.

"Here, Mr. Zhao, look, are these two guys really, really reliable?"

Zhao Tianhai and Zhao Chongtian also had bitter expressions on their faces.

Both Gu Yu and Wan Yi were arranged by Chen Shuai. In Masland, they have absolutely no right to speak at all.

"Ahem, this is all the decision of the headquarters, everyone can rest assured. The Patriarch has already gone to the Beicang Courtyard to negotiate. I believe that everyone will be satisfied with the result soon!"

The members of the Zhao family have long been accustomed to the management's flamboyant manipulation for so many years, so they don't hold out too much hope at the moment.

At that time, I only hope that the security of this new residence can give a little bit more strength.