Rebirth Game Tycoon

"This little brother, it is true that I was asked by my master Ye Tian to come to you. His old man is in his 70s this year and would like to invite you to the museum." Zhang Tianqiao clasped his fist.

It turned out that it was the Master Yip from Wing Chun who wanted to talk to him!The crowd onlookers were surprised.

You know, the Wing Chun Gym is blooming everywhere on Hong Kong Island, and the old boxer Yip Tim is even more respected and can be called the master of the martial arts on Hong Kong Island.And I heard that he has close contacts with celebrities on Hong Kong Island, and he is simply a big figure that ordinary people can hardly match.

Upon hearing this, Lu Menglin and Chen Jiannan looked at each other in unison, and both eyes were a little surprised.

They and this Wing Chun Ye veteran boxer had never had a relationship with them in their lives. The other party rushed in to invite him, not knowing why?

"Okay! Since it's Ye Laoxiang, I'll go to your restaurant to ask for a cup of tea!" Lu Menglin replied with a smile.

Chen Jiannan wanted to say something but stopped, frowning and said: "I will go with you."

The big boxer Zhang Tianqiao saw the agreement between the two, and quickly clasped his fists again: "Please!"

Therefore, Lu Menglin and Chen Jiannan, along with the disciples under the Wing Chun School, came to the Wing Chun Hall in Kowloon.

After getting out of the car, Chen Jiannan's eyes were fixed, and he quickly surveyed the surrounding scenery. This is indeed the headquarters of the Wing Chun Gymnasium.

When he first arrived on Hong Kong Island, he still wandered for a while in front of this red-lacquered and copper-ringed mansion, but at that time it was his admiration for Chinese martial arts that he loved nothing but nothing.

Chen Jiannan knew very well that the reason why Lu Menglin responded so happily to the party's invitation was mainly because the other party had already appeared in his Zhengnan gym. Instead of being harassed or even complaining, it was better to solve the problem directly.

Therefore, whether it was Longtan or Tiger's Den, Chen Jiannan, he did his part, and he wanted to accompany his brothers.

In contrast, Lu Menglin's expression is exceptionally relaxed. He is even interested in talking to the Zhang Tianqiao boxer, asking how many students Wing Chun has on Hong Kong Island and how much tuition is.

Everyone in Wing Chun gathered Lu Menglin and Chen Jiannan to the gate of Zhuqi.

The disciples of Wing Chun who had been guarding the door slowly pushed open the left and right doors. They opened the doors completely and invited them to enter through the front door.

You know, a Chinese-style house like Wing Chun Gymnasium is very traditional. Usually my family enters and exits through the side door. When guests come, they often just open half the door.

Unless it is a real distinguished guest, it is rare to encounter moments that will open the gate of the boxing gym and greet them solemnly.

The two in front of them were obviously welcomed by the Wing Chun Gym as guests.

Chen Jiannan hadn't noticed this detail, but Lu Menglin had noticed it based on his past life.

The two crossed the high threshold and passed the boxing hall.

From the gate to the front hall, there is a martial arts field. The ground is covered with large bluestone slabs. The slabs are full of deep and shallow mottled potholes. Many of them seem to have been stepped on with their feet. It's the beginning of the year.

After everyone entered the courtyard, they dispersed, leaving only Zhang Tianqiao to accompany Lu Menglin and Chen Jiannan. The three of them passed through the lobby and walked to the back house.

The back house is a quiet small yard. There are a few plants of winter plum planted in the yard. The trees seem to be skinny, but they have a wave of ice and snow, which is quite vigorous.

Under the winter plum tree, there is an old man.He is thin and handsome, and his forehead is covered with fine wrinkles, like the annual rings of an old tree, like a mark left by time.

The old man's eyes are like electricity, staring at the winter plum tree in front of him, with his feet shoulder-width apart, standing in an inward figure, with her legs slightly bent, her knees inwardly clamped, and an authentic two-character pliers.

The hand moves out in a series, like clouds and flowing water, continuous and dazzling.

From the old man's shoulders, arms, elbows, wrists, hands, and fingers, they were all agile and flexible, flying up and down, constantly tapping to the space in front of the tree.

Suddenly seeing such a scene, Lu Menglin and Chen Jiannan both held their breath, staring intently.

Gradually, Lu Menglin understood a little bit. The old man was playing heartily. He didn't throw his fists out of nowhere, but in front of him, there seemed to be an invisible wooden stake for him to practice.

In the process of this exercise, as the old man's fingers changed, even the slight rebound from slaps on the wooden stakes was surpassed.

This weird feeling is very surprising.

The essence of this old man's boxing skills has penetrated into his bones, and has been imprinted to the deepest level of consciousness. In front of him, it doesn't matter whether there is a wooden stake.

In other words, if it is his opponent, no matter who it is, I am afraid that in his eyes it is only similar to the wooden pile.

After the thin old man finished practicing with the wooden stake fist, he put away his fist and slowly exhaled a mouthful of muddy breath, then Zhang Tianqiao dared to speak.

"Master Ye, I have invited the person you want to meet."

The thin old man is indeed the successor of Wing Chun, Tim Yip.

The elder Ye Tian's eyes flashed as he swiftly passed by Lu Menglin and Chen Jiannan.

"You are the person in the video!" The old man Ye Tian smiled at Lu Menglin.

As soon as these words came out, both Lu Menglin and Chen Jiannan were shocked.

"Although the little brother next to him is not weak in energy and blood, he is still a little bit worse than my disciple Zhang Tianqiao. Only you and I can't see the reality for the time being, and the thing that can make the old one invisible must be high. People." The old man Ye Tian continued to smile.

Lu Menglin didn't know the other party's coming, but he felt that he could see through his identity at a glance, the master of the national arts, it was unfathomable.

Lu Menglin neither confessed nor denied it. He just nodded slightly, and said, "I wonder if Master Ye is looking for us, what's the point?"

Ye Tian chuckled, his expression slightly vibrated, and said awe-inspiringly: "People who practice martial arts, I am happy to see the hunt, of course I come to you to learn from."

Before he could finish his words, the Grand Master of Wing Chun suddenly rubbed his feet gently, his body movement was as flexible as a monkey, and he arrived in front of Lu Menglin.

Lu Menglin only felt that the two fist winds were hitting his chest, and his heart was slightly startled. Before he could think about it, he subconsciously raised his hand to block.

He didn't know that the moment the force touched his wrist, he immediately turned his energies into enthusiasm and sucked in.

Lu Menglin's figure was shaken by the force of this scroll, and the center of gravity under his feet immediately shook, staggering two steps involuntarily.

Seeing that the old Ye Tim gently stretched out his hand and pulled Lu Menglin, Chen Jiannan was shocked, stepped forward, punched.

For Chen Jiannan, men, women and children are all fighting opponents, and there is nothing to talk about.

Moreover, the reason why he hurriedly punched was because he felt the strong pressure. The old man opposite was too terrible. He had never seen Lu Menglin shaken easily by a single move.

This punch blasted straight to the face of the old man Ye Tian.

Unexpectedly, the old man was still smiling, and he unhurriedly stretched out a single palm, and easily caught Chen Jiannan's fist.

Then, the old man Ye Tian turned his left palm lightly, spit out with a little force, and then pushed Chen Jiannan three steps away.

At this time, Lu Menglin reluctantly stood still, frowning and shouting: "Jiannan, don't do it."

He shouted, naturally, to protect Chen Jiannan, because he had already felt that this old man's skill was so profound that he probably couldn't beat him, even adding Chen Jiannan would be useless.

Moreover, the opponent's friend or enemy is unknown, and if he rushes to fight hard, it will only make the situation worse and worse.

Chen Jiannan was always convinced of Lu Menglin. Hearing such a shout, Chen Jiannan immediately froze and stopped going forward.

The old man Ye Tian leaned forward slightly, his palms flew up, his fists hit the center line, and he went straight to Lu Menglin's chest.

Lu Menglin already knew that the opponent was powerful, so naturally he didn't dare to underestimate the enemy, so he took a deep breath on the spot and used the "Turtle Snake Spit Nashu" to mobilize his physical stamina, and used the "True Martial Power Jue".

A huge force came into being, Lu Menglin yelled out, his arms folded, first blocked the center line of his chest, and then pushed forward hard.

This is his way to make one force drop ten guilds, no matter how subtle the opponent's style of play is, he only relies on a huge force to transform into a chariot, and slam past it vigorously with a crushing force.

Sure enough, the old man Ye Tian's fists slapped on the outside of Lu Menglin's elbows, and the two forces interacted and slammed together.

But then, he felt an indescribable and terrifying force from Lu Menglin's elbows, like a tsunami and landslide, unstoppable.

Lu Menglin stomped wildly under his feet, like a mad bison, slamming his elbow into the opponent.

His elbows can both defensive and attack, just like the sharp horns of a bison. Although this action is weird and not beautiful, it is very practical.

The old man Ye Tian was pushed back by Lu Menglin's strange tricks, his old face blushed, and his palm was like a knife, and he cut the young man's shoulder like lightning.

Lu Menglin's shoulder sank slightly, and the sharp pain made him crazier.

But when he pushed forward again, the old man Ye Tian refused to carry him any more. Instead, he moved swiftly, avoided Lu Menglin on his side lightly, and took advantage of the situation to poke him in the back. A palm.

This palm stuck in the position of the shoulder, and the force penetrated into the body, making Lu Menglin snorted in pain.

Before he could think about it, Lu Menglin directly twisted his waist and swung his arm, swinging his arm out a half arc.

Half Moon Scimitar!This was the move Lu Menglin used last time to deal with the group of bodyguards around Bai Zhiwei. The attack range was extremely wide, and coupled with the power blessing of "True Martial Force Jue", hula brought a ring of wind.

If this arm can sweep the opponent, even if it only touches a little edge, it can cause a lot of damage.

It's a pity that Mr. Ye has a flexible body and has already seen the power of this trick. So when Lu Menglin raised his arm, he made a decisive decision. With his legs bent and flicked, he flew back to three meters. Out.

"Don't fight! Give up!" Lu Menglin couldn't make a wave, and immediately shouted.