Metropolis: The Rise of Chinese Arts

Tang Yun sighed, and slowly came up with a sad expression.

"We don't blame us for this. This kid is also stubborn. He said that his father told him before that if he can't do one thing well, don't do another one. He said that he feels that he hasn't figured it out yet."

Zhang Nian looked at Xiaocheng speechlessly.

This is true elsewhere.

But for me, I don't need it.

Not to mention such an honest kid as Xiaocheng, even if a trash is thrown at him, Zhang Nian can still make him a talent.

He walked over and grabbed the broom in Xiaocheng's hand.

Xiaocheng was just about to sweep the floor in a daze, when he was caught suddenly, he froze for a moment, and looked up to see that it was Zhang Nian.

He was about to kneel down with a plop.

Zhang Nian's eyes were sharp and his hands were quick. As soon as he stretched out his hand, he directly lifted Xiaocheng up.

He smiled and said.

"Xiaocheng, don't kneel down at every turn in the future. Also, do whatever Master tells you to do, and whoever asks you to sweep the floor."

"But."

"No but, don't listen to your dad, listen to me, now you are learning Kung Fu from me, not from your dad."

Xiaocheng nodded half-understanding, and threw the broom in his hand to Zhang Nian.

Zhang Nian put the broom aside, watched Xiao Cheng walk into the crowd, and followed Tang Shan to practice.

On the balcony on the roof, Zhang Nian and Tang Yun sat facing each other.

Tang Yun had already gone to her room and changed into a set of intellectual clothes.

Looking at Zhang Niandao.

"Zhang Nian, recently I always feel that the wind in Qingyun City is not right. I don't know if you feel anything."

Zhang Nian took a sip of water and shook his head.

He has been doing a lot of things recently, so even if there is something going on in Qingyun City, he doesn't have time to pay attention.

Tang Yun took out her phone and showed Zhang Nian some videos on the phone.

They are all videos of martial arts competitions, and generally they don't seem to be anything special.

However, many of them are fake Tai Chi.

But Zhang Nian had never seen these people.

Although these videos do not seem to have a high number of hits.

But Zhang Nian knew that in time, this trend would definitely become popular.

"Have you seen it? I feel that there is a great possibility that the martial arts association is playing tricks on it."

"It's also possible that someone just wants to step on the heat, so don't worry about it."

Zhang Nian said.

As the saying goes, there are many people who are popular, and this is true.

Zhang Nian may have let the entire Qingyun City know about it after playing these few arenas.

Therefore, there are also many people, although they have no ability, they keep clamoring for the sake of popularity and traffic.

This was just a normal thing.

But now Zhang Nian's martial arts school is in a turbulent period, after all, it has just opened.

Zhang Nian was naturally a little worried when he saw these things.

If there is a real wave, it will definitely take another bloody storm to get it done.

Tang Yun was still muttering beside her, when Zhang Nian suddenly said.

"Let's set up a ring."

"What did you say?"

Tang Yun's voice stopped abruptly, and she stared blankly at Zhang Nian.

Zhang Nian smiled, patted the table, and said.

"That's it, let's set up a ring. Since these people like to challenge Tai Chi so much, then we will set up a ring. Friends from all over the world are welcome to come and give advice. At that time, no matter what kind of kung fu, as long as you beat them, naturally no one will Trust them no more."

"Okay, it's a good move to treat the body in the same way as the person."

Tang Yun's eyes narrowed and she stretched out her hand to pat.

Just do it.

The area of ​​this martial arts hall is not small, so even setting up a ring next to it is enough.

Zhang Nian directly circled a place at the other end and set up a ring.

Then, through Tang Yun, the news was released on the network platform.

And put a notice on the door of his martial arts hall.

There is no limit to the type of kung fu or age, as long as you think you are okay, you can come to the gym.

This wave of publicity once again set off an uproar in Qingyun City.

"Damn it, isn't this thought a bit drifting?"

"It's simply terrifying. Isn't this the rhythm of courting death?"

"Is it a bit too much to play Chinese martial arts, and you still accept all challenges, look at the mma, and you don't beat them all in the room?"

Intense discussions erupted online in an instant.

However, since Zhang Nian's propaganda had no limitations, most people stood aside and watched the excitement.

And many people tend to be overly proud of martial arts.

However, Zhang Nian did not refute anything, nor did he speak out.

Since he has already set up the ring, it is natural that you come if you want, and forget it if you don't want to.

As for the others, Zhang Nian didn't want to say more.

"Ding, the task system has evolved, and it can automatically choose whether to accept the task."

On this day, Zhang Nian was sitting in the martial arts gym, bored watching Tang Shan and a group of people practicing basic skills.

Suddenly there was a voice in my mind.

He was lazy and suddenly stood up.

Automatically choose whether to accept the task?What does it mean?

He really wanted to ask the system, but the system couldn't talk to him at all.

Therefore, Zhang Nian doesn't know whether this evolution is good or not.

Although this system is indeed somewhat invincible, but it cannot be artificially intelligent. In this era of advanced technology, it does seem a bit low-profile.

Just as Zhang Nian was thinking, he heard a commotion from the bustling people outside.

He looked up, and saw that at some point, a large group of people had gathered at the gate of his martial arts hall.

Many people are looking inside.

It appears that the propaganda has worked.

Tang Yun was sitting by the side fiddling with her mobile phone, but when she saw so many people gathered at the door, she naturally knew what was going on.

She stood up with a grin, and walked out the door.

Walking to the door, he waved his hand and said.

"My friends, we have set up the ring here. If anyone thinks they are not bad, welcome to come and kick the ring."

But seeing the indifference of the crowd, Tang Yun seemed somewhat embarrassed.

She pretended to cough twice and said.

"That thing, if you think you know something or want to ask the teacher to teach you, you can also come over and discuss."

A wry smile crossed Zhang Nian's face.

This Tang Yun is really a publicity genius, this is the rhythm of exhausting myself.

At this moment, a young man was suddenly seen standing up.

The kid looked about eighteen or nineteen years old, and his childishness hadn't even faded from his face.

He walked up to him, looked at Tang Yun and said.

"Sister, I know that your boxing gym was quite famous before, but I'm learning Muay Thai. Can I have a sparring session with my master?"

Tang Yun nodded and said.

"Of course, of course."

After speaking, he pushed the child over.