The promotion of ancient martial arts begins with killing a cow with one punch

Early the next morning, several luxury cars stopped slowly in front of Li Mubai's unfinished dojo.

"Crack!"

The car door opened, and a few young men who were cursing came out.

"What kind of broken road is this? It's really hard to walk."

"I won't come again next time, this place is too remote."

"Is that guy right in front? It's so weird that there are still people living in this place."

The unfinished dojo looks inconspicuous from the outside, but from a distance, one might think it is a small farm.

Outside, all kinds of covered filter cloths can be seen everywhere, and under those filter cloths, there are countless precious materials.

These people didn't look at those things at all, but looked at a car behind them together.

Li Hongquan got out of the car slowly, the bumps along the way did not make him feel dissatisfied.

As a world boxing champion, as a disciple of a boxing master, he has experienced too many scenes. This time he came to Huaguo, if it weren't for the favor he owed back then, he would not have agreed to the request of those people.

"Li Mubai came out, the challenger came, but he still hasn't come out to meet him."

"Li Mubai, are you a coward?"

"Or do you think you can't fight and run away? Hiding in this kind of deep mountain, I think you are a fake."

Several young disciples spoke loudly, and their voices were transmitted in.

Li Mubai, who was still working, sneered, pointed at the camera, and left his handsome face: "Everyone wait a moment."

After saying that, Li Mubai strode out.

When he saw the situation outside, Li Mubai had a playful look on his face.

His gaze was covered by those luxury cars. These were not sports cars, but some high-end off-road vehicles. He couldn't name the exact model, but the appearance of those vehicles was enough to attract his attention.

"That's right. Of the four cars, the cheapest one costs more than 300 million, and the most expensive one costs 700 million, right?"

"Almost, but the more expensive ones should be those license plates, 66666, and 77777. These license plates are not something you can get with money. Although they are only license plates from some remote cities, the price is not cheap."

"Are these people really practicing martial arts? I think these people are liars."

Is there a lot of excitement in the live broadcast room? Netizens are talking about what they know, chatting and waiting for things to continue to develop.

"You're Li Mubai? Hello, I'm Li Hongquan, your opponent this time. Nice to meet you."

Before those young disciples could open their mouths, Li Hongquan stepped forward and communicated with Li Mubai very easily.

He said it was communication, but he was not polite at all, and he didn't even think of reaching out, which was not polite at all.

I don't think too much about it. It would be strange if the other party was very polite.

"Hello, please come in, my Taoist temple is under repair, please forgive me for the poor reception."

"You're welcome, you're welcome. It's me who came here uninvited, and I'm asking for your forgiveness."

The two of them made a false courtesy, and then sat on the edge of the square. Who told them that there are only some seats here, and the environment here is also a little cleaner and tidy.

Just sitting down, before talking about other things, a young disciple trotted over, carrying a lot of things and started to work.

"What's the situation? Pretending to be? This set of tea sets seems to be pretty good. There's also a whole set of tea sets and water in the car. I'll go with a small generator. Are these people here for travel?"

"That man's craftsmanship seems to be pretty good. I'm thirsty after seeing it. Wait for me to make a pot of tea."

"What kind of tea should I drink? Wouldn't it be better to leave it cold? Tea is so expensive, it's better to give it to the little wild boar."

"Right, right."

Li Mubai silently watched the other party's series of actions. From the other party's eyes, one could clearly see the contempt these people had for him.

Want to humiliate yourself with a tea ceremony?
Or test yourself?

Tea art, one of the ancient arts in China, is said to have a history of more than a thousand years. It was discovered by Shennong, and it is listed as a must for high-end people in modern times.

"This pot of Yuqian Biluochun was once a tribute, and ordinary people never had the chance to taste it. Now you are blessed."

The young disciple laughed loudly, and the words he said showed all kinds of flaunting.

Li Mubai was not angry, he glanced at Li Hongquan, looking at other people, he knew that these people did it on purpose.

Click on the system mall, search for the list of tea, and then he has confidence.

Stand up, pick a filter cloth at random, open one of them, and pull out a few sticks.

"Since it's drinking tea, you need to use a wood fire. Your modern craft fire tastes terrible."

"Is this golden nanmu?"

"You want to drink tea from this wood? You. You..."

"Are those filter cloths covered with golden nanmu?"

The golden nanmu was lit, and a special fragrance was released. Then Li Mubai took out a simple teapot, put a handful of tea leaves in it casually, and filled it with spring water.

Li Hongquan and others were astonished by such rough craftsmanship and the wasteful burning objects.

The ridicule and suppression that was supposed to be carried out seemed to have lost its motivation all of a sudden.

How to suppress this?Can't compare!

After a while, the teapot rang, and the pot of tea was finished.

"Come, try the wild tea from the mountains and see if it suits your taste."

Not looking at the other side's Biluochun at all, Li Mubai took out two teacups and gently poured one.

I saw that the tea was curling up, and the heat was soaring, and it didn't come out for a long time.

When such a scene appeared, Li Hongquan's eyes widened, and the young disciple next to him was even more unbearable.

What kind of tea is this?
As an overseas Chinese, Li Hongquan is quite familiar with tea art. It is necessary for this kind of thing to become popular, but seeing Li Mubai's practice today, he really doesn't understand.

As the intoxicating fragrance dissipated, Li Hongquan felt that the tip of his tongue was spitting crazily. The instinctive thought made him stretch out his hand and pour a glass slowly.

This scene was seen by Li Mubai, and he felt a little fond of Li Hongquan in his heart.

"This guy is not bad. The tea and teapots produced by the system are not as effective as ordinary people. He can hold back, and he has some concentration. It's a pity about his character, hey, it's a pity..."

Feeling sorry, Li Mubai has already recognized Li Hongquan as a martial artist through observation. Looking at his walking posture, calluses on his hands, and the posture when he moves, this is a martial artist who has practiced martial arts for at least 15 years.

Not some fake person, but a real martial arts practitioner.

"Okay, good tea!"

After drinking the tea, Li Hongquan couldn't bear it any longer. This was the best tea he had ever had.

The tea water was clear, and the aroma lingered for a long time. Even after the tea entered his stomach, Li Hongquan felt his body was about to move, as if he was rejuvenating.

But I don't know if it's an illusion or what, that feeling will end soon.

Behind Li Hongquan, several young disciples looked ugly. Today's opening remark was a complete failure.

Originally, he thought that he could give Li Mubai his power, but depending on the situation, Li Mubai slapped him in the face.

"Is this Li Hongquan one of us?"

"None of the things I prepared were successful, so I didn't get off to a good start!"

"What will happen next? Why do I have a bad premonition."