Seeing that everyone was getting up, Yang He called him and sat down, and talked about him, Master Chu Xiaoxiao, Zhao Liren, and why he came here.

"At that time, I and Li Ren were the master of Xingyiquan. Tang Weilu was the master of Xingyiquan. I was eight years old and he was seven years old. I studied art together for thirteen years. I was twenty-one and he was twenty.

That year, the Cultural Revolution had just begun. My master was accused of helping the Central Committee during the War of Resistance Against Japan when he was young, and was shot and killed for resistance.

I was always angry, and killed someone to take revenge. Later, with the help of a Singaporean Chinese, I fled to Baodao, but at that time, Baodao was also very powerful in fighting the counter-countering situation. I had no choice but to go far away and come to Singapore.

That Chinese man, my father-in-law, saw that I had all my skills, so he helped me build the Wuhe Hall and married my only daughter to me, making me stand out and spread my master's mantle overseas. I am grateful to you

He took over the crane in his name and changed it to Yang He.

I waited for thirty years. In 1997, I returned to China as an overseas Chinese and met your master again, my junior brother Zhao Liren. He was an instructor in the Criminal Police Martial Arts Corps of Shanghai SIPG, and he mentioned you at that time.

”

Chu Xiaoxiao remembered that when he was a child, he seemed to have heard of overseas Chinese looking for his master, but the past was too long and I couldn't remember it, so he had to nod vaguely, "Master, have you never been back after that?

”

"No."

Yang He sighed helplessly: "I have always thought about going back, but I always have no chance. I have been staying in Singapore for too long and I am not used to going back. It seems that my old bones are about to be explained here.

”

Chinese people pay attention to returning to their roots, so Yang He naturally has the same idea. However, after living in Singapore for more than 40 years, it is probably difficult to give up.

Chu Xiaoxiao could understand and said lightly: "My master has retired a few years ago and has opened his own martial arts museum. You should know that if you have time, you should go back and have a look. My master is definitely

I miss you very much too.”

"I heard him tell you about this and invited me to go there."

Yang He touched his beard under his forehead, thought for a while and said, "I also understand his meaning. Our master preferred to me back then, and Xingyiquan was taught to him with all his strengths.

I am in Singapore now, and he has always hoped that I could return to China to recruit a disciple and pass Xingyiquan back to the mainland.

I have the same idea, but I have put all my experiences on Thirteen over the years, and I am not strong enough. When I see you today, I remember this again. It’s really because I’m old and it’s easy to forget things.”

Chu Xiaoxiao didn't expect that there was such a thing between his master and Yang He, especially the Xingyiquan incident, which had a great relationship, so he didn't dare to say more.

His eldest son, who was already forty-three, was the one who came in with Thirteen, named Yang Tingshan. He bowed to Ding Xiaobu and Chu Xiaoxiao and said, "My father meant that I hope Junior Sister Chu could take shape.

Bring the fist back.”

"this??????"

Chu Xiaoxiao was shocked. He looked at Yang He touching his beard in disbelief and nodded, and quickly shook his head and said, "Master, my talent is not very outstanding, I am afraid I will let down my good intentions.

”

"This is not a problem! I heard your opinion on Xingyiquan last night. I must have been deeply influenced by my junior brother. You have very good talents, so you can get the true teachings."

Yang He suddenly stretched out his hand, then suddenly punched his fist, and the gun was touched until the teacup was handed down. The water in the teacup was splashed with the force of the fist in the air, but the cup was intact and not damaged at all, "This

It is my true teaching, which you will take back. Xingyiquan contains the intention of robbing, and it will be broken when touched. Xingyi is cultivated, and it will not be established without breaking, and hitting people is like duck's feet. You cannot learn chicken feet. This is great wisdom."

True transmission is just one sentence, fake transmission is thousands of books.

Yang He smiled, as if he had fulfilled a big wish.

Chu Xiaoxiao had a little insight. Thinking about his appearance when he punched, his splashing water, and this sentence, he fell into silence, and seemed to have indeed had a great enlightenment.

Thirteen and his father naturally knew this sentence for a long time and did not react much.

Ding Xiaobu was stunned for a moment and asked, "Senior Yang, I am not a disciple of Xingyiquan, nor your lineage. I am a little flattered when you gave me such an important formula.

.”

"Mr. Ding is modest."

Yang He touched his beard and smiled faintly: "You are a person with great ability. You can still see it. Furthermore, the journey is like a mountain, and what you practice is very different from our Xingyiquan.

It’s useless if you know. Of course, it’s mainly because you are the one who is the fate of Master Chu. It’s not the same thing to tell her and you, the family.”

Ding Xiaobu was stunned. He didn't expect that he could tell what he had learned in one word. He looked at Chu Xiaoxiao, who had been thinking about it next to him. The sexy neighbor next door was quite tempting, making people itchy, and he couldn't help but murmur:

"He couldn't hide it, saying that this violent girl is my fate. Could it be that I really have a violent wife with a uniform that seduces her breasts and fat ass?" Somewhat can't be understood.

Thirteen was unhappy, "He is not a few years older than me. I don't know how capable he can be." He followed Yang He to learn Xingyiquan since he was a child, and naturally he was arrogant and arrogant.

Yang He quickly reached out and hit him on the head, saying, "You are in the well and Guantian. This Mr. Ding has a hundred internal forces. It is difficult for you to be his opponent before you are twenty-four years old. Now you know, you are out of your own.

There are people, there are mountains outside the mountain, don’t be self-righteous every day.”

Thirteen still didn't believe it and snorted.

As for his name, I had already mentioned it when I was introduced just now. He weighed five kilograms when he was born and had a difficult delivery for thirteen hours. In order to commemorate, he named Yang Shisan.

He is awesome, arrogant.

Yang He smiled helplessly and said, "Mr. Xiao Ding, don't be surprised. My grandson is so brave and fierce. He has fought a lot since he was a child. In the past few years, he is even more pretentious. It happened that Master Chu was at this time.

My nephew is feeling it, it’s better to show off his skills and let me, grandson, see how high your mountain is.”

"Okay."

Ding Xiaobu had never met a master when he went down the mountain. Seeing Yang Shisan's arrogant look, he became interested and nodded in agreement.

Yang Shisan immediately got ready to rub his hands and said to Ding Xiaobu: "Wuhe Hall, Xingyiquan, Yang Shisan, I'll learn it." He was tall and burly. He stood like this and took Ding Xiaobu under the shadow.

Covered, and smiled coldly.

Ding Xiaobu stood up and prepared to take action.

As a result, Yang He suddenly said, "Thirteen, don't be ugly. The snatch in your heart can't stand Mr. Xiao Ding's tempering. Let me do it, just watch it."

He was wearing a white short-sized coat, and then he raised his hand to his waist and said, "Mr. Xiao Ding, Wuhe Hall, Xingyiquan, Yang He invited him."

This is the inner room of their compound, and there are no outsiders.

But when he took action, Shisan and his father Yang Tingshan said in surprise: "Father, it really doesn't work. What about me? Why do you take action?"

"None of yours is Mr. Xiao Ding's opponents, so I'll do it."

Yang He did not let him go and stood up and walked into the courtyard.

Ding Xiaobu was not at ease, so he walked to the opposite side of Yang He and bowed and said, "The descendant of Taoist Xuanmen, Xiaoyao Sect, Ding Xiaobu, here to visit Senior Yang."

Then he put on a posture, his palms were raised, one in front and one behind, and his legs stuck to the left and right. It seemed like Baguazhang, but it was different.

Yang He immediately smiled and put on the posture of Xingyiquan. It was a dragon box, which was a large shape in Xingyiquan, which was not something that ordinary people could practice. It looked like the posture of a dragon boxing search, and it was absolutely a master.

But at this moment, I was about to take action, and there was a knock on the door suddenly, very urgent and loud.

The two of them quickly stopped and looked over with some confusion.

Thirteen had quick eyes and hands and almost opened the door. A disciple of his subordinate said a few words in his ear, as if something was wrong.

He walked to Yang He again and was about to whisper.

Yang He quickly stopped him, "The Wuhe Association is full of words. Thirteen, what are you talking about?"

"The people from Sishengtang are here. They are dissatisfied with the events of yesterday's competition. They have entered the yard and are blocked by their disciples, saying they want to see you."

Thirteen said angrily: "They just lost and refused to recognize Zhang. Grandpa, let me go, I will clean up them."

"No."

Yang He touched his beard and thought for a while and said, "The visitor is a guest. Please bring them in. After all, they are people in the Nanyang martial arts world. It's hard to be slow."

Thirteen nodded and hurriedly went to do it.

He had to give up the battle with Ding Xiaobu and returned to his seat.

Not long after, two men in red dressed in short order walked in, both between forty-five years old, and seemed to be the head of the Sisheng Temple.

As soon as I came in, I immediately bent down slightly when I saw Yang He and bowed and said, "Senior Yang, it's not that our Feng family is unwilling to admit defeat, but that you don't abide by the rules. Why do we change the contestants at the last moment? We don't accept this."

Both of them were masters of Bajiquan. When they stood there, they were like two small hills, and they were filled with momentum.

Yang He hasn't spoken yet.

Yang Shisan stood up and said angrily: "What does not follow the rules? The rules of the competition are determined by you. If you want to find a younger generation to participate in the competition, I am the younger generation, so why can't I go there?"

Now the two of them were speechless.

Yang He shook his hand and let Thirteen sit down, "Two nephews, it's not that I'm not for you, but the warriors in Singapore's territory, who can't tolerate you. You should know. As for this bet, I represent Singapore.

It is natural that it is difficult for the warrior to lose, so this arrangement is made. If you don’t accept it, just let me take my word.”

At this time, Thirteen's father, Yang Tingshan, couldn't help but explain the cause of the incident in Ding Xiaobu's ear.

It turned out that Sisheng Temple was a martial arts hall in Malaysia. It was established in Singapore the year before yesterday, but it had an unhappy relationship with most of the martial artists in Singapore because of the enrollment of disciples. After that, it was suppressed and the business naturally became worse and worse.

After that, this arrangement was made to compete with the Yang family. If they win, they would continue to spread the martial arts. Others would never make trouble. If they lose, they would leave Singapore and would not be allowed to come for thirty years.

As a result, in the game last night, Thirteen made a move and won the game, which made it happen today.

Seeing this, the two heads of the Sensheng Temple bowed and said, "The second son of the Feng family is here to complain to Senior Yang and ask for advice."

He put on a stance and really wanted to fight Yang He.

Thirteen didn't want to, "You are not worthy of fighting with my grandfather, let me meet you."

Yang He stopped him, got up and walked over and said, "This matter is caused by me, I will solve it." He walked across from the two, and it seemed that they were going to be one-on-two.

It took action very quickly. Seeing the two of them pose, the dragon fist was released, and the gun was so full that it flashed over. "Bang" and "Bang" two times, the two sons of the Feng family retreated more than seven or eight steps and were defeated.

He came down and said in disbelief: "This, this shouldn't be true, there is no reason."

They even practiced horizontally, and even if the car hits, they can resist first, but they didn't expect to be repelled in one blow, so naturally they couldn't believe it.
Chapter completed!