Director Qian is one of the eight directors of the Wushu Association and is usually responsible for all major matters within the association.

At the same time, he is also Qian Dong's brother-in-law, but for Zhang Quansheng, the vice president, it is not easy to be his brother-in-law. The team leader must be replaced.

He sent a message to ask Director Qian to leave the meeting.

"Vice president?"

"Little money, here is this for you. There are some changes in the Bajiquan performance later. You can introduce it to the inspectors according to this."

"okay."

He took the note handed over by Zhang Quansheng, glanced at it briefly and looked confused:

"Vice president, why did you suddenly change the team leader? And who is this Li Shu?"

Qian Dong was his nephew, and he was also dissatisfied with Zhang Quansheng's arrangement, but it didn't immediately show on his face.

"Don't worry about it, just do as you are told. This person can use Baji Quan in a hard and ferocious style of raw strength. Maybe he can give the inspectors a good impression."

Director Qian also understood that the good of the martial arts association represented the good of all the people in their association, so the arrangement for Zhang Quansheng was meaningless.

He knew that Zhang Quansheng still had good vision. Since the president was not very active in the affairs of the society, the vice president almost carried the banner of the association alone.

Therefore, his decision must be based on the interests of the association, and Director Qian did not dare to question it in this regard.

He returned to the venue and prepared the words to introduce the Bajiquan martial arts performance.

Forty minutes later, the last program finally came, Bajiquan!

When the performance began, Li Shu had already put on a uniform black military robe and stood in front of the crowd of 77 people in an energetic manner.

Hold your fists and perform in one go.

Boom, boom, boom!

After changing into this airtight cloth martial robe, the sound of Li Shu's punches and kicks became softer and louder. His movements alone were enough to compare with the phalanx of 49 people behind him.

"Comrades, this is a Bajiquan martial arts performance carefully planned by us. The leader performs in the original and resolute style of Bajiquan, and the boxing style of the queue behind him is full of beauty...

The front is the original boxing style of Bajiquan, and the back is the soft boxing style that has been changed to cater to the public. The purpose of this performance is to put the two together for comparison, to witness the historical rise and fall of martial arts, and to lament the rise and fall of martial arts in contemporary times.

The decline of…”

These words made the inspectors nod their heads.

In the end, the Shijiang Martial Arts Association barely reached the passing mark, and the funds allocated by the superiors came as scheduled.

Zhang Quansheng praised Li Shu repeatedly, and although he was reluctant, he still paid him the remaining 10,000 yuan.

Not only that, he actually met Li Shu's conditions and found an old boxing gym for him. The original owner wanted to sell it at a low price for various reasons, and the address was not far from Li Shu's old house.

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The boxing gym shop is also sold in a bundle with a small apartment of about thirty square meters. Because it has a certain history, the price is only three hundred and ninety thousand.

It was 30,000 yuan cheaper than Li Shu’s price at that time.

After deducting some agency fees, commission fees, and taxes, Li Shu had about 40,000 yuan left after buying back the old house and old boxing gym.

More than 40,000 yuan is not much. If it is based on normal household expenditure, it may be spent in one or two years?

Or maybe faster.

But Li Shuxing is alone, and this 40,000 yuan is a lot for him. Maybe he can leave for a short time. The money is enough to maintain his short-term living expenses.

Half a month later, after Li Shu and Li Ke completed the handover of Fangfang Boxing Gym, he felt relieved.

Completed another thing on my mind!

Nourishing Qi attribute points 0.10.

"Mr. Li, did you buy it back to inherit your adoptive father's will, run it and carry it forward?"

Li Ke asked.

Li Shu replied: "No, just let them stay here and I won't do anything."

…

He took out the bankbook left by Old Li Tou, which he had not used. There was still 30,000 yuan in it, and he transferred it all to his own account.

I went to visit Ma Zhiyun, and even though he was extremely pushy, he still left him 20,000 yuan.

Fifty thousand yuan, this is Li Shu's last fortune.

Before leaving this familiar yet unfamiliar city, Li Shu wanted to increase the experience value of Huo's Bajiquan.

After watching all the videos on the Internet, almost no one’s Bajiquan movements can match the artistic conception of the monks of Jialan Temple.

So Li Shu temporarily stayed in Jialan Temple with the consent of the abbot of Jialan Temple.

He ate and lived with the monks. He slept and got up whenever the monks went to bed every day.

The monk practices martial arts, he practices martial arts.

When monks do things, he helps.

After getting to know each other for several days, Li Shu learned through their mouths that the history of Jialan Temple can be traced back to the Ming and Qing Dynasties. Two or three hundred years ago, this place was just a ruined temple.

Li Shu asked: "What about you?"

"In terms of seniority, we can be said to be the descendants of the founder of Huo Family Baji Quan. We all learned Huo Family Bajiquan handed down from the Zhenger Eight Classics."

"I see."

Li Shu nodded suddenly.

Over the course of a week, after practicing martial arts day and night, not only did my mentality become consistent with that of Jialan Temple, but the artistic conception of each punch and kick seemed to become more and more deepened.

Unknowingly, in seven days, Li Shu practiced Huo's Bajiquan to 99!

[Huo’s Bajiquan: 99/100 (Level 1)]

You still have 1 point of experience left to level up.

So he practiced Bajiquan hard for two consecutive days. Now, the monks in Jialan Temple are no longer qualified to accompany him to practice. As Li Shu guessed, the highest level of the monks in the temple can only reach the Bajiquan experience value.

7-80 looks like.

Now Li Shu can be said to be crushing them on Huo's Bajiquan.

All the monks were also extremely moved and shocked. They did not expect that an outsider could actually perform the Bajiquan handed down from their ancestors to perfection, and even surpass them.

"The progress bar is motionless..."

At night, Li Shu looked up at the moonlit sky, wiped the sweat off his head, and exhaled several breaths of dirty air.

After studying Bajiquan for two days in a row, the experience value was stuck motionless in the level before the upgrade.

Seeing that he was troubled and troubled, the literary monk in the temple found him.

"Mr. Li, are you feeling unhappy?"

Li Shu: "Maybe?"

"Going against the odds is the way to go. It's better to go with the flow and let nature take its course. Reciting the Heart Sutra may be able to soothe your impetuous heart."

The literary monk left behind a volume of scriptures, which contained only 267 words.

"Heart Sutra?"

Li Shu had heard of this thing many times and it was extremely famous.

Is it useful...

"Avalokitesvara Bodhisattva has been practicing the profound Prajnaparamita for a long time..."

The first time, to no avail.

The second time, to no avail.

The third time, no result.

After glancing at the sky, Li Shu was able to recite it.

He lay on his back like this and recited it two hundred and sixty-six times throughout the night.

At the 267th time, it was just dawn, and the morning light shone sideways on Li Shu.
Chapter completed!