Shenhao's Journey to Myriad Worlds

"Merged the Xingyi Gate and the Bagua Gate."

"Took over from my elder brother. He is in charge of the Chinese Samurai Association, and joined with more than a dozen sects including Tongbei, Paohammer, Taiji, and Yanqing."

Saying that, Gong Haneda glanced around, and said in a complacent tone:

"In the end, he became a northern boxer and went south to pass on his skills."

"In the 18th year of the Republic of China, the Guangdong-Guangzhou Guoshu Association was established, and the five tigers went to the south of the Yangtze River. Mr. Li Renchao and I negotiated in this golden building."

"I'm old, and newcomers are about to emerge. My retirement ceremony was held once in the north."

"This time, the invitation to the Meng Jing Wu Association will be held here again. I want to say goodbye to the old buddies and old comrades in the south."

As he spoke, Gong Haneda clasped his fists and gestured to everyone in the audience.

"It's my big apprentice Ma San who joined me in the Northeast. He took over my class, and you all have to take care of him!"

While speaking, Gong Yutian pointed backwards with the fan in his hand, and Ma San also clasped his fists towards the audience in a pretentious gesture, and then Gong Yutian said in a slightly regretful tone

"Originally, there was one last thing I wanted to do, which was to spread the fist from the south to the north. Unfortunately, I don't have time."

"It was a southern boxer who joined me at the retirement here, I think."

After speaking, Gong Haneda raised his head and raised his eyebrows to look at everyone, and said:

"Of course it needs to be approved by everyone. Pick one."

After finishing speaking, regardless of the surprise of the disciples, he got up and cupped his hands, greeted Wang Xuebin, and walked towards the hotel.

In the room, Gong Yutian sat on the sofa as if remembering something, Wang Xuebin followed closely, saw Gong Yutian sitting on the sofa in a daze, without speaking, poured a cup of tea from the table, walked over and handed it to Gong Yutian.

Gong Yutian subconsciously took the teacup, then came back to his senses, looked at Wang Xuebin, then at the tea in his hand, and said with a self-deprecating smile:

"Old, old, people fall into ecstasy when they get old."

He took a sip of tea and asked:

"Xuebin, you have traveled all over the world in recent years, do you know any outstanding people in Foshan?"

Wang Xuebin lifted the teapot to refill Gong Haneda's tea.

"Master Gong was joking again. How can this junior be considered a master of the Jianghu? This Foshan has a lot of masters. Ye Wen should be the one who stands out."

Gong Haneda was playing with the teacup, very interested.

"Oh, Ye Wen?"

Wang Xuebin put down the teapot.

"Yes, Ip Man, he is from a local aristocratic family. He studied under Mr. Chen Huashun, and Kung Fu was taught by his second senior brother Wu Zhongsu on his behalf. According to the gentleman who taught me Wing Chun, Ip Man's boxing has a certain degree of advancement and retreat. It's very powerful!"

"Heh! Have you ever learned Wing Chun?"

Gong Haneda said in surprise.

"I only learned Xiao Nian Tao and bridge-finding, but I didn't teach the markers and wooden dummy."

"Haha, let me just say how did you get the ticket to Foshan, it turns out that Wu Chi Wang is going out of the mountain!"

Hearing Wang Xuebin's regretful tone, Gong Yutian joked with a smile.

Wang Xuebin was not shy, and said frankly.

"Let's communicate with each other. There is no harm in learning from others' strengths. At worst, we can exchange what I have learned in this body, and everyone will not suffer."

"Good mind!"

Gong Yutian listened, gave a thumbs up and sighed:

"If my incompetent disciples have your heart, I don't have to worry so much!"

Saying that, Gong Haneda frowned when he realized that his apprentice wasn't there, and shouted to the door:

"Ma San!"

A disciple came in from outside the door and clapped his hands and said:

"Master, Senior Brother Ma hasn't come back yet."

Gong Yutian felt bad when he heard the words, and continued to ask:

"What is he doing there?"

"This... this..."

"Say!"

Gong Yutian stared at this disciple with wide eyes.

"Brother said that before entering the temple to burn incense, you have to worship the mountain gate first, and if you want to join hands with you, you have to pass his gate first."

Hearing this, Gong Yutian closed his eyes slightly, frowned and leaned back on the sofa, took a deep breath, squeezed out a smile, and said to Wang Xuebin:

"You're laughing at me, the villain is nothing!"

Wang Xuebin heard the words and replied

"No matter what, Senior Brother Ma just can't bear to lose your reputation. You rest first, and I will go back to my room to clean up."

Saying an excuse, he left the room.

Miya Haneda in the room said to his disciple:

"Go and tell Ma San, if he still recognizes me as a master, get the hell out of here!"

Gong Yutian knew in his heart that the so-called worshiping the mountain gate was just an interface.

At the Northeast retreat ceremony, Ma San and Gong Yutian joined hands, and Gong Yutian sacrificed his own reputation to hold Ma San's signboard.

Now that Gong Yutian wants to join hands with a Nanquan boxer, he wants to take advantage of his own reputation to win another Nanquan boxer, so as to realize his wish to spread his southern boxing to the north.

Gong Yutian doesn't care about his own reputation, his reputation is earned by fighting, and he has never failed in his life, so he is not afraid of compromising his reputation, as long as he has kung fu, he will have confidence.

But Ma San is different, his reputation is held up by Gong Yutian, he is afraid of compromising this reputation, and he doesn't want to share this honor with others, so his boxing skills are getting more and more broken, and his work is becoming more and more useless sense of proportion.

Gong Yutian also regretted it very much in his heart. He originally planned to win over his apprentice, and the apprentice would take over his class and continue to complete his career of spreading his fists from the north to the south.

But since he finished building up with his apprentice, his apprentice seemed to be a different person, Gong Yutian knew in his heart that he had acted too hastily.