at Huo Family Martial Arts School

Author: Mu Zixin

at Huo Family Martial Arts School

Not long after, Li Zhongwu and Yan Zhenxin came out of Canglang Gate. Cao Kun led several disciples out of the gate with complicated expressions, watched Li Zhongwu off, and Yan Zhenxin got in the car and left.

Dozens of disciples who had been driven out of the lobby before, after Li Zhongwu's car left, approached Cao Kun and others.

Some brave disciples couldn't help but ask: "Master, did you win?"

Another disciple: "Nonsense! Master must have won! But, Master, how many moves did you win? Is that guy's sword skills good?"

The third disciple: "Master, that guy's sword skills must not be very good, right? Otherwise, why wouldn't he want us to watch, right Master?"

…

There are dozens of disciples, but there are always some who are brave enough to inquire about the inside story.

Cao Kun felt irritated after hearing this. He turned around and walked into the door with a sullen face without saying a word. There were only a few close disciples left. Among them, the disciple with prominent eyebrows darkened his face and shouted: "Where did you get all this nonsense? Your sword skills."

No need to practice anymore? Do you want me to accompany you to learn from each other? Hmm?"

As soon as he finished speaking, all the ordinary disciples dozens of meters around him became silent.

The timid one already lowered his head and hurriedly slipped into the door of the martial arts hall.

Those who were brave did not dare to beep again and lowered their heads to return to the martial arts hall. However, these people could not help but whisper in their mouths.

"Did Master lose? It's impossible, right? Master's sword skills are so good..."

"Eldest brother is so domineering. Master never scolded us, he scolded us every time."

"Please keep your voice down! Senior brother has been frustrated in love recently. His fiancée ran away with someone else. He has been very angry recently. Be careful that he takes it out on you..."

The eldest brother, the man with prominent eyebrows, heard the mutterings of these people, his face became darker and darker, and his eyes became more and more evil.

When everyone entered the gate, he suddenly strode in and shouted: "Everyone, get ready! I will test your sword skills on behalf of Master today, come one by one! No one is allowed to run away!"

Suddenly, mourning broke out in the lobby.

"Ah? No way? Are you testing our swordsmanship on behalf of Master?"

"No, senior brother! I'm not in a good state today."

"Elder brother, no wonder your fiancée ran away with someone..."

…

The crimson leaping tiger walks nimbly through the streets.

Yan Zhenxin was still driving, and Li Zhongwu was still sitting in the back seat, closing his eyes and concentrating.

Yan Zhenxin, who seemed to be concentrating on driving, suddenly broke the silence in the car and asked softly: "Master, you are forcing Cao Kun to participate in your movie, aren't you afraid of making enemies with him?"

Li Zhongwu didn't open his eyes and asked casually: "Why should I be afraid?"

Yan Zhenxin: "Aren't you afraid that he will retaliate against you in the future?"

Li Zhongwu still didn't open his eyes, and his tone remained calm, "He can't beat me, what should I be afraid of?"

Yan Zhenxin: “…”

After a moment of silence, Yan Zhenxin couldn't help but ask again: "Aren't you afraid of him taking revenge on those around you?"

Li Zhongwu finally opened his eyes this time, looked at Yan Zhenxin who was driving, and said with a smile: "The person who is scared should be you!"

Yan Zhenxin: “…”

At this moment, Yan Zhenxin's expression became a bit exciting, with some surprise, some worry, and most of all speechless.

He suddenly realized that if Cao Kun really wanted to take revenge, he might really take revenge on Yan Zhenxin.

Because he knew that his master, Li Zhongwu, was currently alone, and he was the only disciple.

"What? Are you scared?"

Li Zhongwu asked with a smile.

Yan Zhenxin laughed sarcastically and said harshly: "No! What am I afraid of? I am a silver-collar patrol officer. If I lend Cao Kun some courage, I forgive him for not daring to attack me."

Li Zhongwu smiled, closed his eyes again, and said casually: "Since you are not afraid, then there is no need to worry."

Yan Zhenxin: “…”

In fact, after witnessing Cao Kun's Kung Fu today, Yan Zhenxin was very afraid of Cao Kun.

Not only because Cao Kun's sword was so fast that he couldn't see clearly.

What's more, it was because of the mental attack Cao Kun used before he officially used his sword.

At that time, he was at least ten meters away from Cao Kun, and he still heard the sound of the roaring waves, and even faintly saw the entire lobby being submerged by the raging waves.

He had never heard of such a magical sight before.

I saw him today, and the shock in my heart has not completely dissipated yet.

The car became quiet again.

Yan Zhenxin tried hard to calm down the worries in his heart and tried to concentrate on driving.

After a moment, Li Zhongwu, who had his eyes closed, suddenly said, "Don't scare yourself! Before Cao Kun was sure of defeating me, he didn't dare to attack me or the people around me, because he couldn't bear my anger.

What's more, he and I don't have any deep hatred. Today I challenged him according to the rules. He lost to me not because I used any conspiracy. As long as his mind is still clear, he will try to make friends with me instead of with me.

I am the enemy."

After hearing this, Yan Zhenxin blinked and said doubtfully, "Master, are you sure?"

Li Zhongwu: "Is there anything certain? However, since he finally agreed to participate in my movie, if nothing else happens, it is evidence that he intends to be friends with me, so don't scare yourself."

Yan Zhenxin thought about it and felt it made sense.

The whole person finally breathed a sigh of relief.

…

About half an hour later, Yuejian Tiger stopped at the door of another martial arts gym.

Li Zhongwu and Yan Zhenxin got out of the car.

After getting off the bus, Li Zhongwu habitually looked up at the sign on the door of the martial arts gym.

——Huo Family Martial Arts School.

Huo Xinyi.

Information about Huo Xinyi, the master of the Huo Family Martial Arts Gym, flashed through Li Zhongwu's mind instantly.

The information he searched on the Internet showed that Huo Xinyi was about 40 years old. His ancestors had been running the Huo Family Medical Center for generations, and the medical skills passed down from his family were famous far and wide.

Even the word "Xinyi" in Huo Xinyi's name is just a Chinese medicine name.

But Huo Xinyi has not been interested in the medical skills inherited from his family since he was a child. Instead, he likes to wield swords and guns. In addition, he is the only male in the Huo family of this generation, so the whole family has pampered him since he was a child. Whatever he likes, he can do it.

Whatever he was given, whatever he wanted to learn, he followed him, or in other words, he didn't have the heart to stop him from learning martial arts.

So Huo Xinyi embarked on the path of practicing martial arts.

I studied with more than a dozen masters successively, and finally, at the age of 22, I became a disciple of a famous master and learned the Tiger Fu Stick Technique.

Information on the Internet shows that Huo Xinyi's Fuhu stick technique was astonishing. After he became a master of the stick technique, he challenged eighteen weapons masters without losing any of them. After that, he returned to his hometown of Tianfu City, opened a gym, recruited disciples, and married.

A peaceful life for a wife and children.

"The Fuhu Stick Technique..."

Li Zhongwu read it lightly, and a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

The name sounds like Shaolin Kung Fu, but in this era there is no longer Shaolin or Wudang, and the origin of the Fuhu Stick Technique has not been found on the Internet.

But Huo Xinyi's name was at the top of the list given to him by Huang Jinhao, and he should be a real master.

After seeing Cao Kun's ability with the Thunder Sword, Li Zhongwu no longer looked down upon the martial arts practitioners of this era as he did when he first came to this time and space.

Ten minutes later.

In the courtyard of the Huo Family Martial Arts School.

Huo Xinyi, who was wearing a purple training uniform, held a maroon wooden stick in both hands and looked coldly at Li Zhongwu who was a few meters away.

Li Zhongwu also held a wooden stick in his hand, which he had just taken from the weapon rack. The difference was that his wooden stick was the color of logs and did not look as heavy and strong as the maroon stick in Huo Xinyi's hand.

At this time, apart from Yan Zhenxin, who was quietly holding a mobile phone in his hand, those watching the competition in the yard were Huo Xinyi's wife and children.

Huo Xinyi's wife was wearing a white embroidered skirt. There were two children beside her, one was a boy about ten years old, and the other was a little girl about six or seven years old.

At this time, the little girl shouted with bright eyes: "Dad! Hit him! Hit him quickly!"

Huo Xinyi's wife quickly reached out and covered her daughter's mouth to prevent her from interfering with the upcoming competition. There was no worry in her eyes.

Obviously, she has great confidence in her husband's skills.

On the grass in the courtyard, Li Zhongwu held a stick in his right hand and danced a stick flower casually. By dancing the stick flower, he became familiar with the weight and center of gravity of the long stick.
To be continued...