Gong Ruomei was puzzled when she saw the two of them communicating like this. She really didn't understand Gong Haneda's painstaking efforts.

Miya Haneda knew that he was old and had not had many years of life. As long as he was alive for one day, his sect would not be in chaos.

But once he passed away, his daughter and apprentice could not hold back.

Now he is kind to Wang Xuebin, just paving the way for his daughter and apprentice. With such a master taking care of him, he doesn't have to worry about external troubles before they become successful.

Originally, it was the safest to entrust my senior brother Ding Lianshan, but my senior brother had all his enemies and was still unclear about the cabinet party, which really made Gong Haneda feel at ease.

Wang Xuebin can guess what Gong Haneda thoughts are because his mother paved the way for him in the past, and she felt sorry for her parents in the world!

Gong Ruomei couldn't understand the tricks, and she also laughed and joked about her father.

"What's the saying about you taking your own daughter to the church?"

Miya Haneda smiled and looked at the two of them and said with emotion:

"If you don't look at him, you'll have nothing to do with this world?"

"It's okay to see!"

As he said that, he stood up and looked at the magnificent golden building and sighed:

"The first time I came to this Jinlou was twenty years ago. These twenty years have passed in a flash!"

"A person's ability is second to life, some become face and some become innermost."

When Wang Xuebin heard this, he remembered Ding Lianshan's past and was also deeply moved.

Miya Haneda looked at the window, dazed and said:

"This is all due to the times. I asked you to come this time to ask for a long time and let you see how I retreated."

As he said that, he turned his head to look at his daughter:

"You grew up watching me fight with others, this is the last time."

"You are a married person. It has nothing to do with you in the world. Being a good doctor and being a safe and sound means filial piety."

After saying that, he looked at Wang Xuebin:

"Xuebin! I am a stubborn girl. If there are any obstacles in the future, I hope you can take care of me because of my thinness."

For the sake of his daughter, Miya Haneda threw his face to the ground and asked Wang Xuebin for his care with shamelessness.

After contacting these days, he could see that Wang Xuebin was a decent person and had a kind heart, so he made up his mind to ask for this favor.

Wang Xuebin stood up when he heard Gong Haneda's request and said solemnly:

"Ming Shiyan is so serious. I will recognize this girl here today. Her affairs will be mine in the future. As long as I am in one day, people will not bully her."

Gong Ruomei stood up and looked at Gong Haneda solemnly and bowed to Wang Xuebin.

Wang Xuebin also returned the tribute solemnly.

Miya Haneda turned toward Miya Ruomei and said:

"Ruomei, you will also give your brother a gift."

Gong Ruomei looked at her father after hearing this, and was unwilling to let down her father's painstaking efforts. She squeezed out a smile, stood up and bowed and said:

"My sister thanks my brother first, and asks you to take care of me in the future."

"Where is it? Master Gong has the kindness of teaching arts with me, so I can't talk about the word "Xie".

After saying that, he led the two to the seat and said:

"Come on, let's continue to listen to operas. My favorite drama is Silang's mother, especially when I sit in the palace, I rarely hear such authentic Peking Opera in the south..."

......

The next day at noon, Haneda set up a banquet in the Golden Tower, and Wang Xuebin and the disciples of the Gong family watched in the next hall.

Miya Haneda held a folding fan in his hand, sat in the main seat with his hands folded, and watched Ip Man step by step and said heroically:

"There are talents in the generations of the country. Fortunately, Mr. Ye is destined to meet. Today is my last battle. We don't compare martial arts or ideas, how about it?"

Ip Man was wearing a black robe with dark flowers and a pair of cloth shoes with a thousand-layer sole under his feet. He had a smile on his face and a gentle tone, but his words were sharp.

"There are guests at the door, and the host will follow the guests."

All the boxers in the audience looked at the two on the stage with nervous expressions.

The disciples of the palace sect in the next hall were also nervous. Wang Xuebin was looking at the expressions on other people's faces with interest, and he was indeed a little funny.

Miya Haneda stood up and took a piece of cake from the table.

Then he walked towards Ip Man step by step, recalling while walking:

"That year, the Chinese Warrior Association was established. A person came from the south. Without saying much, he held a piece of cake in his hand and asked my senior brother Li Cunyi to break it apart.

My senior brother Li Cunyi didn't say anything, and even made him the first president of the Warrior Association.

What he relies on is not martial arts, but a sentence.”

As he said that, Miya Haneda paused and said in a more intense tone:

"There are north and south of boxing, does the country have north and south?"

"This gentleman is from Foshan, and he is named Ye Yunbiao, and he is a great man."

"I didn't expect that 25 years later, I met another Mr. Ye in Foshan.

I want to ask what my predecessors say.”

As he said that, he raised the cake in his hand to Ip Man and asked:

"Mr. Ye, can you break the cake in my hand?"

Miya Haneda's kung fu has already reached the level of transformation. With an ordinary move, he reached his right hand, he condensed a whole force, which was the Yin-Yang Grinding Power he had practiced for his whole life.

He stepped on the ground with his feet, one foot and one force. Originally, this force was used by the Dragon Stump to combine movement and stillness and the charm of yin and yang transformation. However, Miya Haneda stood firm with his feet and used such force, which really made Baguazhang practice in his bones.

Ip Man didn't notice anything at first, so he raised his right hand to catch the other end of the cake.

Miya Haneda didn't speak, and looked at him with a careful look.

But just as Ip Man was about to touch the cake, he felt something was wrong. He looked up at Miya Haneda and saw that his whole body was loose and soft, but the hand holding the cake was not moving at all, and he immediately realized something was strange.

Then he withdrew his right hand, turned around and stabbed a sheep and horse, and tried to pick up the cake again, but found that it was still inappropriate.

Wing Chun is good at exerting force between square and inch. Although it is a boxing created by women, she uses all the strength. It would be fine if a woman uses it, because women are weak in strength and can easily experience the meaning of hardness and softness. However, if a man is strong, if he blindly uses strength, he will indeed be in a dilemma that he can let go but not retract.

If Ip Man uses this trick, he may lose his hand in a moment.

After all, Ip Man was not a mediocre person since he was a child. He took a step forward and looked forward with his right hand, holding Miya Haneda's wrist, and using the skills of Listening Bridge to test Miya Haneda's strength.

The two of them overlapped their wrists, pushed, pulled, and retreated horizontally, and their steps were not chaotic. One of them walked in the mud steps, and the other walked in and retreated. Wang Xuebin was so excited that he still gestured from time to time. Gong Ruomei next to him asked:

"Brother, I wonder who has the better skills of this father or this Ip Man?"

Wang Xuebin thought about it and said:

"If you talk about strength, you are naturally afraid of being strong at a young age, but if you talk about strength, you still have the foundation of the palace master."

Gong Ruomei looked forward to asking:

"Who knows who brother thinks will win?"

Wang Xuebin was silent for a moment when he heard this, and looked at the fights back and forth on the stage, and replied:

"The palace master won't win this competition!"

The other disciples of the Gongmen glared at Wang Xuebin. They didn't think that Gong Haneda would lose to an unknown person, but Gong Ruomei guessed something and looked at Ye Wen deeply.

On the stage, the battle between Miya Haneda and Ip Man became more and more intense. They pushed and pulled the ring and pulled the ball to send it off, and tried everything they could do. Miya Haneda glanced at Ip Man, made up her mind, and paused, and sold a flaw.

Ip Man's eyes were closed, and he focused on using the Listening Bridge to explore the power. He found that Gong Haneda's strength was broken. He immediately grabbed the cake, vomited the force in his hand, stopped his body, let go of his hands, opened his eyes, and said:

"In fact, the world is more important than the north and south?

To force yourself to do everything is equal to being self-confidence. In your eyes, this cake is a martial arts world, and to me it is a world.

The so-called great success is a shortage, and only when there are shortcomings can there be progress. If it really works, the Southern Fist is not just a northern transmission. Are you right?”

What Ip Man didn't know was that in Miya Haneda's eyes, this cake was not a martial arts world, but a family and country.

Miya Haneda was born in the Northeast and experienced invasion. His life goal was to inherit the kung fu and a strong country. Whether it was the Northern Fist, Southern Fist, or the Southern Fist, the Northern Fist, were the inheritance of blood.

He could see that Ip Man now had no setbacks and thoughts, what he thought was big and unreasonable.

However, he knew clearly that being able to say these words meant that this thought had planted seeds in Ip Man's mind, and one day it would take root and sprout in Ip Man's body.

"Well said!"

"Mr. Gong won all his life, but never lost in martial arts, but never thought of losing in his ideas."

Miya Haneda stared at Ip Man with his eyes, and the cake in his hand was broken in half.

Gong Ruomei looked at her father's last competition, but Wang Xuebin next to her could understand that Gong Haneda was telling Ip Man that this idea is much more important than kung fu!

Unfortunately, Ip Man had a smooth life in the first half of his life. He did not understand Gong Haneda's intentions and was just immersed in the joy of saving Foshan's reputation as a martial artist.

Miya Haneda knew that it would be useless to say more at this time, so she just mentioned:

"Mr. Ye, today I will give you my reputation. In the future, you will be a stage step by step. I hope you will light a lamp like me. You must know that if you never forget it, there will be an echo. If there is a lamp, there will be someone."

After saying that, he bowed and looked back and walked out.

Wang Xuebin looked sadly at the joyful Jinlou people outside in the hall. For them, today's talk was just that the Southern Boxers beat Northern Boxers, but they didn't know that all this was obtained with Miya Haneda's hard work, reputation, and expectations.

Thinking of this, I suddenly felt bored.

"well!"

Wang Xuebin sighed:

"Let's go!"
Chapter completed!