Mrs. Ye’s illness is indeed not serious, but there are some minor problems in the lungs, and it was discovered very promptly. After a course of acupuncture by Chen Mang, the disease was immediately cured and the root of the disease was eliminated, and some minor problems in the past were gone.

After recovering from her health, Mrs. Ye soon became pregnant. Ye Wen no longer focused on his kung fu, stayed at home, and focused on taking care of his pregnant wife.

Chen Mang was moved by Ip Man's accurate shooting skills and determined that he had the talent to practice guns. When he had free time, he pulled him out of the city to shoot targets.

As expected by Chen Mang, Ip Man quickly became a sharpshooter. He hit the point where he pointed and shot everything without any bullets. Chen Mang even gave him a nickname of half-human and half-ghost, the number one magic gun.

Half a year passed without realizing it, and in 1936, something major suddenly happened in the martial arts world.

Gong Baosen, the president of the Chinese Warrior Association, felt that he was old and weak, and wanted to retire. He summoned the martial arts masters in the south to find a young master who could work with him and promote the spread of the Southern Fist. The location was set at the Republic Building in Foshan.

The Gonghe Building is full of gold, so it is also called the Golden Tower. It is the most famous ecstasy cave in Foshan. It is known that the prince comes in and the eunuch comes out, so that people can let thousands of spirits...the gold is gone.

According to Ip Man, there must be people with temperament in the dust, and many hidden masters are hidden in it. Therefore, in addition to being an ecstasy cave, Jinlou is also a heroic land.

Because he had to take care of his pregnant wife, Ip Man gave the invitation to Chen Mang and asked him to join in the fun and give the finale of the Foshan martial arts world so as to avoid any trouble.

On the day of the agreement, Chen Mang brought his eldest apprentice Li Zhao, whom he received half a year ago, to the Jinlou.

As soon as he walked into the building, Chen Mang heard the soft-tongued Suzhou Pingtan. A beautifully dressed woman walking through the building. Her purple and drunken scene made Chen Mang feel like she had returned to the peaceful years in a trance.

Soon, someone took their master and apprentice to the lobby on the second floor and arranged a seat.

Looking at the familiar martial artists, Chen Mang drank tea and started to eat snacks.

Soon, an old man dressed as a man in Qing Dynasty brought a group of people up, sat on the main seat, clapped his palms with a folding fan, and said, "I have only accomplished three things in my life. I have combined the Bagua Sect and Xingyi Sect, and took over my senior brother's class teacher to the Chinese Warrior Association, and finally became a Northern Boxer who went south to pass on his skills."

"My retirement ceremony was held once in the north. This time, the Mengjingwu Association invited me to hold it again here. I want to say goodbye to the old men and comrades in the south. I am old and the newcomer is going to make a comeback. The one who works with me in the northeast is my eldest disciple, Ma San. He will take over my class, and you will have to take care of him in the future."

After Gong Baosen finished speaking, a young man with a beard stepped forward and hugged everyone. The southern martial artists immediately applauded.

Chen Mang looked at Gong Baosen for a few times and couldn't help but complain: "I don't know if this Master Gong from Xingyi Bagua Sect can beat Master Ma from Xingyi Taiji Sect."

The female boxer beside her asked curiously: "Who is Master Ma?"

Chen Mang sighed and said, "A very powerful master, who can beat foreign boxing champions at the age of 70. The only one who can fight with him in Tai Chi Kung Fu is probably Master Yan, who can perform his skills from afar."

The female boxer was so shocked that she took a deep breath: "Hiss! There is such a master in the world. It seems that I have been in the Golden Tower for too long and have become a frog in the well!"

At this time, the applause gradually stopped. After a moment of pause, Gong Baosen continued to speak: "I originally wanted to do the last thing, which was to pass on the southern fist north, but unfortunately I had no time. At the retreat ceremony here, I hope that the person who worked with me was a southern boxer. Of course, everyone should recognize it. You can choose one."

As soon as he finished speaking, a group of southern boxers immediately started to yell.

"My Cai Li Foquan is the best representative of Foshan, let me do it!"

"We Hongquan are the representatives of Foshan!"

"Nothing is the most powerful thing to do, and it is our White Crane Fist!"

A group of people blushed and even the female boxer beside Chen Mang was eager to try. Chen Mang smiled and looked at her and said, "What kind of boxing skills are you practicing?"

The female boxer said: "Baguazhang, but I am not from the same branch as the Gong family."

Chen Mang asked with a hint of curiosity on his face: "I heard that Baguazhang was derived from swordsmanship?"

The female boxer nodded slightly: "That's right, the single hand change of Baguazhang is a single sword, and the double hand change of palm is a double sword."

Chen Mang looked at the female boxer excitedly: "Have you ever heard of a knife technique called Sandao Flow! How to change the palm of the three swords?"

The female boxer twitched her cheeks hard and turned her face away in anger.

At this time, several southern boxers had already arrived in front of Gong Baosen and rushed to shout: "I'll work with you!"

Seeing that they were so rude, a trace of anger flashed across their faces. They stepped forward and punched them from their chest and abdomen, like an arrow piercing the heart. They shot the boxer out of the window with one and a half steps, and threw it downstairs.

Seeing that he was so vulnerable, Ma San's eyes showed a strong disdain and looked around and said, "With your ability, you dare to challenge my master? You can go together!"

Several southern martial artists were furious, four or five people surrounded Ma San, rushed up and rushed towards him!

Ma San was not afraid, and used the twelve-shaped moves of Xingyi to use one after another, splitting drills and breaking the cannons, and all kinds of power were fierce and free. In a moment, he knocked all the people to the ground.

Looking at the few people who were unable to get up, Ma San with a proud fist, and said to the southern martial artists who were surrounded without fear: "The old man is the one who works with me at the retreat ceremony in the north. When you enter the temple to worship Buddha, you must enter the mountain gate first. If you want to see the true Buddha, you must pass me Ma San first!"

As a riot was about to trigger, Chen Mang quickly jumped out and stopped everyone who wanted to besiege Ma San, and said with a serious expression: "Don't break the rules, let's come one by one. I'm young, let my apprentice get on first!"

When everyone heard this, they took a few steps back with anger on their faces, giving up the venue, exposing Chen Mang's apprentice and Li Zhao, who was confused, to the center of the hall.

When Li Zhao saw that he was the only one left in the scene in the blink of an eye, he instantly widened his eyes in shock.

Looking at Ma San with a fierce look in front of him, he couldn't help swallowing his saliva, and his legs trembled slightly uncontrollably: "Master, I, I..."

Chen Mang stepped forward and patted his shoulder, encouraging him, "You are fine, I'll be optimistic about you." After that, he retreated to the side in Li Zhao's horrified gaze.

Ma San clenched his left fist in front of him, put his right fist on his side, and set his posture on his face. Looking at Li Zhao who looked cowardly, he sneered: "My subordinates don't beat the nameless people, you can sign up!"

Li Zhao looked at Ma San with murderous aura and was so scared that he couldn't speak smoothly. He stuttered: "Foshan Neijiaquan, Li, Li..."

"Li Zhao, shoot!"

"Bang!"

When Li Zhao heard his master's instructions, the instinct he had learned over the past six months made him move at will. He immediately integrated the man and the gun, and drew out the pistol in a flash.

After a bang, Ma San, who was unable to react, was knocked away by bullets in his right ear.

After a scream of oh, he covered his bloody ears with trembling all over his body, gritted his teeth and cursed angrily: "Despicable!"

Chen Mang was immediately happy: "How despicable is it? Our Foshan internal martial arts are famous for its two-character guns. Guns are our conventional weapons, and you didn't say in advance that you can't use weapons, right?"

"What are you doing..."

Ma San was so angry that his liver was about to break. He was about to scold him when he suddenly saw Li Zhao pointing his pistol at his head and trying to pull the trigger...

Ma San's heart skipped a beat and immediately became timid, forcibly holding back the harsh words he was about to say.

Everyone present was stunned and stared at Chen Mang's master and apprentice in a daze, and was speechless and could not speak for a long time.

After a silence, Gong Baosen sighed and stood up, saying to his apprentice Ma San: "I told you not to show off your strength before. You always don't listen. Now you are at a disadvantage? Why don't you retreat quickly!"

"ah!"

Ma San shouted angrily, looked at the master reluctantly, waved his fist angrily, and rushed to the side to bandage it.

Gong Baosen slowly walked to Chen Mang and said with a sigh: "Inner Fist, Foshan also has internal Fist. Since that's the case, I'll work with you in Foshan's retreat ceremony."

"Are you sure?"

Looking at Chen Mang who was touching his hand to his waist, Gong Baosen suddenly felt a cold sweat and hurriedly added: "Don't use weapons!"
Chapter completed!