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There was a look of surprise in his eyes, because this is his real kung fu. When he fought with Chen Jiannan just now, he was at most only holding a three-point serious attitude, but he was very energetic when he made the move just now.

Unexpectedly, the strength of the opponent suddenly became so great, and the mental state of the whole person was completely different. To put it bluntly, the momentum had completely suppressed him, so he was easily thrown away.

At this moment, the onlookers also saw that something was coming. Although they didn't know martial arts, anyone with a discerning eye could tell that this kid surnamed Lu gave people a different feeling.

This change in temperament is undoubtedly frightening, as if an ordinary person was suddenly possessed by a god and turned into another temperament. Although the person is still the same person, it is already different.

Even Chen Jiannan, who knew the inside story, was secretly startled. He didn't expect Lu Menglin to practice "Zhenwu Juli Jue" to such an extent.

"Brother, please move to the first sect of the sect. The master is old, and his only wish is to meet a real person, and please make it true." That Master Zhang suddenly bowed his head and looked at Lu Menglin seriously. Really bowed.

As soon as he bowed, the young disciples behind him also bowed, with a very sincere attitude.

When the other party came like this, they looked at Lu Menglin and Chen Jiannan a little stunned.

I wouldn't be afraid if I came here to fight, but the way he looks like this is quite real, but it's a bit difficult to deal with.

Lu Menglin and Chen Jiannan looked at each other, and the latter said loudly, "Which sect do you belong to? Where do you want to meet?"

As soon as this remark came out, not only the master Zhang was taken aback for a moment, but some sensible people around him wanted to laugh out loud.

After working for a long time, it turned out that Brother Nan and this man surnamed Lu didn't even know who they were!

Master Zhang was slightly taken aback, and immediately understood, it turned out that these two really didn't know their identities as masters, and they thought they were bad guys!

These two are really not in the circle, and they can't even tell their own masters, but they can defeat themselves. The more Master Zhang thinks about it, the more he feels speechless.

"Zhang Tianqiao is a disciple of Wing Chun, and I have met you two." The middle-aged man cupped his hands and said.

In fact, among the crowd watching, there are a few discerning people who have already seen the mastery of this middle-aged man. The opponent's Wing Chun boxing is quite good. Wing Chun combat master.

When it comes to Wing Chun, in the minds of Hong Kong Islanders, one person cannot fail to be mentioned, Ip Man.

This master Ye successively set up halls and taught apprentices in Hong Kong and Kowloon Hotel Staff Union, Yu Chau Street, Kowloon, Li Cheng Uk Estate, Tung Choi Street and other places.

Master Ip Man is very prestigious in society and in the martial arts circle, and his martial arts practitioners are from all walks of life, including many foreign students.

In 1971, Yip Man's disciples established the "Wing Chun Sports Association", which integrates teaching, research, and exchange of Wing Chun boxing skills, and based on this, spreads Wing Chun to the world.

And Ye's disciples came out in large numbers, and among them was the superstar Bruce Lee, who made a name for himself in the world with his Chinese Kungfu.

Today, although Master Ip Man has passed away, the line of Wing Chun has been deeply rooted in Hong Kong Island and is highly respected.

It's just that they don't know what this great boxer from the Wing Chun gym is looking for Lu Menglin.

Chapter 459 Master of Chinese Arts

"Little brother, to be honest, my teacher Ye Tian asked me to come to you. He is over seventy this year, and would like to invite you to the hall." Zhang Tianqiao clasped his fists and said.

It turned out that Master Ye Tim Yeh of Wing Chun wanted to chat with him!The onlookers were amazed.

You know, Wing Chun gyms are blooming all over Hong Kong Island, and that veteran Ye Tim master is even more respected, and he can be called the master of martial arts on Hong Kong Island.And I heard that he has close contacts with celebrities on Hong Kong Island, and he is simply a big man that ordinary people can hardly match.

When Lu Menglin and Chen Jiannan heard the words, they looked at each other in unison, and there was a bit of surprise in their eyes.

They have never met this old Wing Chun Ye boxer, and have never had any contact with him. The other party hastily invited him, but why?

"Okay! Since it's Mr. Ye's invitation, I'll go to your house to ask for a cup of tea!" Lu Menglin replied with a smile.

Chen Jiannan hesitated to speak, frowned and said, "I'll go with you."

Seeing that the two of them agreed, the big boxer Zhang Tianqiao quickly clasped his fists again and said, "Please!"

Therefore, Lu Menglin and Chen Jiannan, along with the disciples of Wing Chun, came to the Wing Chun Pavilion in Kowloon.

Getting out of the car, Chen Jiannan's eyes were fixed, and he quickly surveyed the surrounding scenery. This is indeed the headquarters of the Wing Chun Boxing Gym.

When he first arrived on Hong Kong Island, he still lingered in front of this mansion with red lacquer and copper rings for a while, but at that time it was just because of his admiration for Chinese martial arts, he loved black and white.

Chen Jiannan knew very well that the main reason why Lu Menglin agreed to the other party's invitation so happily was that the other party had already appeared in his Zhengnan Gym. Instead of being harassed or even complained, it was better to solve the problem directly.

Therefore, whether it was Longtan or Tiger's Den, he, Chen Jiannan, would do his part to accompany his brother.

In contrast, Lu Menglin's expression was extraordinarily relaxed. He was even interested in chatting with that big boxer Zhang Tianqiao, asking him how many apprentices Wing Chun had in Hong Kong Island, how much the tuition was and so on.

The Wing Chun crowd surrounded Lu Menglin and Chen Jiannan to the vermilion lacquer gate.

Wing Chun disciples who had been guarding the door for a long time pushed open the left and right gates slowly, and unexpectedly opened the gate completely, inviting them to enter through the main gate.

You must know that a Chinese-style mansion like Wing Chun Boxing Gym is very particular about traditional rules. Usually, my family members come in and out through the side door. When guests come, they often just open half the door.

Unless it is a real distinguished guest, there is rarely a moment when the door of the boxing gym will be opened to welcome them solemnly.

The two in front of them were obviously welcomed by the Wing Chun gym as distinguished guests.

Chen Jiannan never noticed this detail, but Lu Menglin noticed it based on his previous life's human experience.

The two crossed the high threshold and passed in front of the boxing gym.

From the gate to the front hall, there is a martial arts arena. The ground is paved with large bluestone slabs. The slabs are full of deep and shallow mottled potholes. Many of them look like they were stepped on by people. It's the beginning of the year.

After everyone entered the courtyard, they dispersed separately. Only Zhang Tianqiao was left to accompany Lu Menglin and Chen Jiannan. The three walked through the lobby together and walked to the back house.

The back house is a small and quiet courtyard. There are several wintersweet plants planted in the courtyard. All of them look skinny, but they have a sense of standing proudly in the ice and snow, which is quite strong.

Under the wintersweet tree, there was an old man.He is thin and handsome, with fine wrinkles on his forehead, like the annual rings of an old tree, like the marks left by time.

The old man's eyes are like lightning, staring at the wintersweet tree in front of him, his feet are shoulder-width apart, standing in a figure of eight, his legs are slightly bent, his knees are clamped inside, the authentic two-character clamp for sheep and horses.

The movements of the hands are handed out in a series, like flowing clouds and flowing water, continuous and continuous, making people dazzled.

From the old man's shoulders, arms, elbows to wrists, hands, and fingers, they are all extremely flexible, flying up and down, and constantly tapping to the empty space in front of the tree.

Seeing such a scene suddenly, both Lu Menglin and Chen Jiannan held their breath and stared intently.

Gradually, Lu Menglin understood a little bit that the old man was playing heartily, not just throwing his fists and fingers out of nowhere, but in front of him, there seemed to be an invisible wooden dummy for him to practice.

And in the process of this practice, with the change of the old man's palm, even the slight rebound of the slap on the wooden dummy was imitated vividly.

This strange feeling is very surprising.

The old man's boxing essence has penetrated into the bone marrow, imprinted to the deepest level of consciousness. In front of him, it doesn't matter whether there is a wooden dummy or not.

In other words, if it was his opponent, no matter who it was, he would probably be nothing more than a wooden dummy in his eyes.

Zhang Tianqiao didn't dare to speak until the thin old man finished practicing the wooden dummy boxing, retracted his boxing posture, and let out a breath slowly.

"Master Ye, I have already invited the person you want to meet."