The Sims of the Realms

"Brother, what are you thinking? I'm not a butcher. Someone helped to solve it. The training ground also has something to do with it."

As soon as this remark came out, Ye Wen and the two felt relieved.

Ye Wen thought for a while and asked, "I heard that you were injured and rescued. Is the other party reliable? Do you feel any discomfort now?"

"Master, speaking of it, he is still in the same way as us, and both belong to the Wing Chun lineage, and the person who saved me is known to Master."

"I know?"

Ye Wen was quite surprised.

Lin Weiran slowly spit out a name.

"Zhang Tianzhi! It's him!" Before Ye Wen could speak, the elder brother hurriedly said, although he didn't witness the duel with his own eyes, but this Wing Chun battle was a sensation in Xiangjiang.

"He didn't just save me, it just so happened that the training ground I went to was opened by his son Zhang Feng.

That night Zhang Feng forced him to take action in order to save me, so Senior Zhang Tianzhi rescued me and resolved the conflict with He Shenghe by the way. "

Lin Weiran said exactly.

Speaking of Zhang Tianzhi, Ip Man really sighed. This extremely strong opponent is even more ruthless to the enemy and himself.

It was just that he lost a move, so he gave up opening the martial arts gym and concealed his name in Xiangjiang. Although he was a little paranoid, he had to be treated differently when he said it.

At this time, Lin Weiran chuckled.

"Master, Senior Zhang not only saved me, he saw that the disciple is quite talented, and even taught me a little kung fu."

Ye Wen had a weird expression on his face.

"You boy, don't want to be cheap and act good. How can there be so many easy things in the world! Hmph!" Ye Wen snorted softly after speaking.

"Cough, cough, master, don't you want to know what kind of kung fu senior Zhang Tianzhi taught me?" Lin Weiran said sarcastically.

Ye Wen stretched out his hand to hit him, "I don't think you should deal with me if you're playing tricks on me! If you don't talk about it, I'll discuss with you personally as a teacher."

"That's right, my disciple said, what's the hurry, Senior Zhang Tianzhi taught me Tingqiao Kung Fu." Lin Weiran said slowly.

Sure enough, Ye Wen was startled, and then laughed a few times: "Haha, it really is his character, he is still competitive at such an old age.

But other kung fu is hard to say, this Tingqiao Kung Fu is the housekeeping skill of the teacher, and it is also the best thing the teacher is good at. He found the wrong opponent, haha! "

Not surprisingly, Ye Wen was extremely confident.

Lin Weiran immediately said: "Senior Zhang Tianzhi has practiced listening to the bridge to his feet, and now he can cross the pond on lotus leaves without sinking."

Ye Wen's laughter stopped abruptly.

Then there was an expression of disbelief on his face: "What did you say? The lotus leaf doesn't sink? Did you see it with your own eyes?"

Although some shock people.

But Lin Weiran still nodded.

"The disciple saw it with his own eyes. He stepped on the lotus leaf from one side to the other side and came back from the other side. His shoes were not wet."

"Can come back..."

"The shoes are not even wet!"

It can be seen that Ye Wen seems to be in a bad mood, and he doesn't care about other things, and the scene of stepping on the lotus leaf across the pond keeps appearing in his mind.

"It's come to this point!"

Ye Wen hasn't lost his temper like this for many years. Speaking of it, the last time he lost his temper was the last time, but it was far less exaggerated than today.

Leaving the two of them behind, Ye Wen went back to the house.

The next day, Lin Weiran was told by the senior brother that the master was about to go into retreat, so don't bother him if there is nothing important.

Lin Weiran laughed unkindly.

PS：求推荐，求月票(*???*)

Chapter 44 Overturning the Black Fist World

"Morning! Senior brother!"

Lin Weiran greeted Huang Dunliang.

It has been almost two months since Ye Wen retreated. After solving the trouble of He Shenghe, Lin Weiran's kung fu has improved by leaps and bounds.

The advancement of cultivation is particularly obvious.

An Jin is more than twice as vigorous as before.

Even Zhang Tianzhi was shocked by this.

He naturally didn't know that Lin Weiran was rewarded by heaven, as long as he practiced, he would be rewarded, and the progress of his cultivation was almost visible to the naked eye.

"Junior brother Lin, I have something to tell you, come with me." The elder brother looked at him and said mysteriously.

The two came to the corner.

The elder brother hesitated to speak.

"Brother, what's the matter with you today? What's the relationship between us? If you have anything to say, just say it, and I'll just listen."

"It's like this. Xiaolong has been a bit too much recently. You should know what happened last time. Although the master didn't say it on the surface, in fact he couldn't hold back on his face."

"Brother is talking about the fact that he didn't listen to his master and temporarily changed his strategy in the final to defeat that little boxing champion, right?"

The elder brother nodded.

"Although the master will not be angry because of this kind of thing, there should be rules between the master and the apprentice. Xiaolong Mingjin's subsequent practice methods will not be passed on to him."

"I understand."

Lin Weiran nodded.

Inheritance of martial arts, the most important thing is to examine the character of the disciples. Sometimes they are even more picky than their own sons. The masters themselves like to keep a hand.

There are many rules, plus pickiness,

That's why many national arts have been cut off.

Bruce Lee has always been taught by Lin Weiran, what the senior brother said is to tell him not to pass on the practice of Anjin to Bruce Lee.

"It's no wonder that many people say that Bruce Lee practiced kung fu, but he just reached the peak of the bright energy and couldn't enter the dark energy. In the end, he practiced aggressively and killed himself."

Lin Weiran couldn't help but feel pity.

In fact, based on his current cultivation, it can be judged that the Jeet Kune Do school spread in the main world is incomplete because there is no core of practice.

Therefore, many Jeet Kune Do practitioners have no combat power, and many people think that Jeet Kune Do is just a routine, and the traces of performance are more serious.

at its root,

Or Bruce Lee died too early.

……

"Brother, does Xiaolong have other matters, otherwise you wouldn't be so cautious, I guess he is causing trouble outside?"

Lin Weiran asked casually.

The elder brother was slightly taken aback: "You still know him, you can guess what's going on, he helps many merchants outside to refuse protection fees.

You should know what this means, right? "

Lin Weiran sighed.

"Only he can do this kind of thing. Everyone knows the security of Xiangjiang, and it will definitely end badly if he gets involved with those black forces.

But he probably didn't take the initiative to get involved. Most likely, the merchants used him as a shield after they knew that he was the youth boxing champion in Hong Kong.

Just when he won the championship was when he was full of ambitions. He was so praised by others, and he didn't even know that he was taken advantage of by others after drinking a little wine. "

"Junior brother, you really hit the nail on the head, hey, do the math, you are not much older than Xiaolong, why are you not as stable as you?"

The big brother said with a sigh.

"The authorities are obsessed, and the bystanders are clear. There is no way, but Xiaolong can't use it as a shield for those merchants for no reason. The benefits he should take are indispensable."

"This... he won't ask for money, will he?"

The elder brother said uncertainly, the facts proved that the elder brother's words became a prophecy, Lin Weiran went to Bruce Lee to ask about the situation, good guy.

"You said you don't want a penny?"

Bruce Lee plausibly said: "How can I ask for money, those merchants are my uncles, or the fathers of my classmates.

How dare I ask for money.

And what if I take their money, isn't that a protection fee?What's the difference with those bastards! "

"You...you're so naive. Have you ever thought about it, what will those gangsters do if they trouble you? If you are injured, who will pay for your medical expenses?"

"I haven't thought much about it..."

Bruce Lee said with a weak momentum.

"I've taken care of everything. Is it a fool if you don't want money? And the money will be the way out in the future. You have to think twice before doing everything."

Bruce Lee nodded.

Lin Weiran looked at Bruce Lee, and suddenly asked: "Seeing that your blood is bland and your footsteps are weak, have you been drinking these days? Haven't you practiced for a few days?"

Talking about this, Bruce Lee's face flashed unnaturally, "Brother, these few days I helped them and drank twice.

And I have practiced kung fu for such a long time, and I still can't enjoy life. I will definitely double my kung fu practice in two days. "

Lin Weiran looked at Bruce Lee.

The image of Uncle Liu Huang came to mind.

The current Bruce Lee is very much like Uncle Liu Huang who has been working hard for many years, can't he enjoy it...

"Hey, if you talk to him again, you can't relax, I'm afraid he won't understand at all, and will feel that he is meddling.

The current Bruce Lee is still a young man from a rich family who has never experienced setbacks or beatings from society. "

Thinking of this, Lin Weiran couldn't help saying: "Junior brother, martial arts are like the sea, you and I are alone, don't forget your original intention of learning martial arts.

Brother, let me send you another sentence, don’t forget your original intention, you will always be there, don’t worry about the merchants taking the money, they will push you out as a shield, if you don’t believe me, just take a look secretly and you will know. "

"Brother..."

What else did Bruce Lee want to say.

And Lin Weiran has already left here.

"Did I do something wrong?" Bruce Lee reflected, looking at Lin Weiran's back, he was a little bit frustrated, but at the same time relieved.

Just like many college entrance examination candidates who desperately squeezed themselves, they went to college and came to a free environment, where their nature was released.

When Bruce Lee returned home, he saw Li Haiquan. Li Haiquan had a gloomy face. He had just learned what his precious son was doing outside.

"You still know how to come back? What's the matter with the merchants? Did you say that you covered them! Why did you provoke those black forces?"

"Dad, I just beat up a few gangsters at random. They charge protection fees, and the police don't care about me! What's wrong?"

Li Haiquan slapped the table fiercely: "You are in charge! What qualifications do you have to take care of it? Just because you can fight and win the boxing championship, do you feel that you are strong?

Do you know how dangerous your situation is? They don't even blink when they kill and set fire. You don't care about yourself, don't you care about this family? "

"I do things by myself. If they don't accept it, just come to me, and you won't be hurt." Bruce Lee said and went back to his room.

"You don't understand anything!"

Li Haiquan's chest heaved violently.

.........

Lin Weiran bid farewell to Bruce Lee, and had to admit that only through setbacks can a person truly grow. To Bruce Lee, he can only give advice.

After all, Lin Weiran still has more important things to do. It has been more than four years since he came to this world, and the system task has not been officially completed yet.

Wealth, family, power, prestige.

These four aspects are the criteria for systematically evaluating him. After more than four years of accumulation, Lin Weiran can start to complete the task with Lin Weiran's strength.

And what he's going to do now,

That is... to overthrow Xiangjiang's black boxing world!