Wang Yan stayed at Gong's house for three days under Ma San's murderous gaze, but did not see Gong Er. Wang Yan guessed that Ma San might have sent him away to study. During this period, he and Gong Baosen exchanged martial arts concepts and some exchanges with each other.

Enemy experience.

Killing in battle requires strength, speed, and accuracy, combined with labor-saving and efficient techniques.

In terms of experience, Wang Yan is actually not far behind. After all, he has also penetrated Hong Kong Island. But after all, his body has been tempered day after day, year after year. He is the best in literature and martial arts.

No second, the position of leader in the world was achieved through real swordsmanship. Many of Gong Baosen's views also brought different inspirations to Wang Yan.

Gong Baosen also benefited a lot from the exchange with Wang Yan. Wang Yan knew too many things, such as boxing, jujitsu, and Muay Thai, which also opened Gong Baosen's horizons and benefited a lot.

As for the sixty-four secret techniques of the Gong family, Gong Baosen also taught Wang Yan, and Quan should be used as a reference. After all, with what Wang Yan knew, his skills were nothing.

After Wang Yan learned it, he understood that there was nothing unusual about it. Special moves and methods, combined with power skills, were combined into killing moves. Wang Yan knew these things, but he couldn't combine them. Maybe it was just a coincidence.

Found the right match.

To say that the truly good things are the prescriptions summarized by the predecessors.

Being poor in literature and rich in martial arts is not just talk. The foundation of martial arts training lies in the body. It requires constant tempering and polishing, which will inevitably cause physical damage and deficit. In order to make up for the damage caused to the body and increase the upper limit of the body,

Then the prescriptions for strengthening muscles and bones, replenishing qi and blood, and consolidating the body and nourishing the body, summarized by generations of people, are the key among the keys. After all, they were summed up after countless people drank them.

The medicinal materials required for these prescriptions are quite expensive and cannot be afforded by ordinary people.

After knowing these things, Wang Yan also became interested in traditional Chinese medicine. Although he does not have a medical license in the real world, wouldn't it be nice to take care of his parents for a while?

Seeing Wang Yan's interest, Gong Baosen didn't take it seriously and copied it for Wang Yan. After all, Wang Yan was only twenty years old and already had such a good physique, so the prescription was of little use.

"Thanks to the palace master for taking care of me, there have been many disturbances these days. If you can be of use, you can send someone to find this junior, and I will help you. In this way, palace master, take care, I will say goodbye." Wang Yan clasped his fists at the door of the Gong family mansion.

He bowed to Gong Baosen and said goodbye.

"Go, go, I'll wait for the day you say."

Wang Yan nodded to Lao Jiang who was holding the monkey beside him, turned around and headed south without stopping.

Looking at the tall figure striding away, Lao Jiang patted the dishonest monkey's paw and said: "Master, don't blame me, Lao Jiang, for talking too much. You gave him all our things, so you are not afraid..."

"It's okay. I, Gong Baosen, have been watching this person all my life, and I haven't even laid eyes on him yet. This guy named Wang is a real person."

Ma San on the side said angrily: "Master, he..."

Before he could finish speaking, Gong Baosen said: "Shut up, I am twenty years old and you are thirty, and you have lived in a dog's belly for so many years?"

Comparing people with each other will lead to death, and comparing goods with goods will lead to throwing away. Before meeting Wang Yan, Gong Baosen thought that his eldest apprentice could do it, and he would be a good one. But in the past few days, he had in-depth discussions and exchanges with Wang Yan, and his conversation was

, with such a demeanor, even Gong Baosen would have to give a thumbs up and say "submit". Therefore, he is more and more displeased with Ma San, so won't he let his legs fly? If he doesn't think about practicing martial arts to regain his face, in

What kind of nonsense is this talking about like a girl?

Ignoring Ma San's dissatisfaction, Gong Baosen flicked his sleeves and took Lao Jiang back.

Ma San was left standing outside the gate with his ashen face, blue fists and clenched teeth. He looked at the direction Wang Yan left with cold eyes and remained silent for a long time.

The reason why Wang Yan provoked all the major martial arts schools in Fengtian was because he knew that with Gong Baosen's magnanimity, he would not bother to attack and kill him just for the sake of useless face. A bunch of losers can't do it, and they still have the nerve to do things with him? Otherwise

Even if Mr. Wang was given eight courages, he wouldn't dare to jump under anyone's radar.

Is Gong Baosen's status a joke? He served as a guard with a sword in the Qing court, a general manager, and had a large number of his senior brothers and a large number of his disciples. Besides, he was a big boss in the northern arena.

How could his identity not be related to the real king of the Northeast, "Shao Shuai Zhang"? It didn't take long for them to send troops into the customs to end the Central Plains War. Then there were hundreds of thousands of planes, cannons, and guns. He, Wang Yan, was so stupid, how many lives did he have?

It's enough for him to seek death.

Thanks to Gong Baosen, who cares about the country and the people, and has the heroic spirit of the world, Wang Yan can be considered a super start.

He planned to fight all the way from north to south, meet the masters in the world, and first make his name known as king. Whenever you want to do something, you must have a reputation, and you must respond to everything at once, so that everything can be done easily.

With your back against a big tree, you can enjoy the shade. Not only can Wang Yan sit back and relax, but he can avoid a lot of bad things, just like the situation in "The Master". Although there may be assassinations, but on the surface,

There will never be any use of force to pressure others.

Wang Yan went all the way south, to the capital and to Jinmen.

In Jinmen, Wang Yan stopped, because Li Shuwen, the sharpshooter, spent his old age and trained his disciples here.

After inquiring all the way, Wang Yan found him.

As soon as he walked out of the big house at the north gate of the southern suburbs, Wang Yan informed the disciples at the door and stood at the door waiting patiently.

He, Mr. Wang, still has this bit of face. Not to mention Gong Baosen's relationship, just because he penetrated the capital, the masters in Tianjin and Tianjin are now famous, and everyone in the world is looking at him.

.As a senior, Li Shuwen had to meet such a fierce junior like him.

After waiting for a while, the person who just came out said: "Sir, I have agreed to see you. Come in with me."

Wang Yan followed him through the front hall and came to the spacious courtyard at the back, where a group of people were practicing martial arts hard. An old man was sitting on an imperial chair, holding a teacup and drinking tea.

Seeing Wang Yan following him, the old man raised his head and looked over.

When their eyes met, Wang Yan felt that the old man's eyes were shining brightly, and he was facing him with the most domineering look in the world.

Wang Yan didn't compete with the old man, so what's the point? Looking at the old man, Wang Yan smiled slightly, bowed and bowed: "Junior Wang Yan, I have met senior Li."

"You're not bad, why are you here?" Li Shuwen glanced at Wang Yan and continued drinking tea.

Wang Yan didn't have a nagging temper. Besides, he was the only one who would be famous all his life. Of course, he still had to lick his hand. He immediately cupped his hand and said, "Senior has been famous for a long time. Show me my power. I want to meet you when I come here."

True Dragon, secondly, I want senior to give me some pointers."

Although Li Shuwen is so old, his body is still strong, but he is no longer as brave as before, but his temper is still extremely fiery. He rolled his eyes at Wang Yan and said angrily: "You are so young and want to imitate other people's flattery? Don't say anything.

If you are not a dragon, go and practice first."

After the words fell, the crowd practicing martial arts fell silent. They moved skillfully and quickly vacated the venue. A tall and strong man under thirty, shirtless, stood in the center, saluted Li Shuwen respectfully, then stood up straight and turned to

Wang Yan passed over and said, "Eighth level, Li Qiankun. Please give me your advice."

Looking at the skilled movements, Wang Yan knew that they had seen this scene many times. And this Li Qiankun was probably the most outstanding third-generation disciple.

Wang Yan stood in front of Li Qiankun in the middle of the aisle and exchanged greetings: "Bagua, Wang Yan. Please." Ever since Wang Yan recognized Gong Baosen, a cheap master, he always raised his head in "Bagua" when he saw people. Gong Bao

Sen was also very cooperative and had already spread the news.

Then I saw Li Qiankun putting up a boxing stance. Is this thing useful? It must be useful. But since Wang Yan had a clear understanding of his own strength, he stopped using these useless things.

After Li Qiankun had finished posing, Wang Yan stifled him with a kick. Li Qiankun's reaction was not slow, but his speed was far inferior to Wang Yan's, and he dodged it with great difficulty. As a result, he just dodged the kick.

Before he could react, Wang Yan's fist came over. After all, he had learned from his family and was personally trained by a martial arts master. He hurriedly protected his face again. Then came the huge force, and Li Qiankun "thump thump thump"

He took several steps back. He endured the pain and raised his arm to fight back when a strong wind blew in his face. He saw Wang Yan 44's big foot stopped in front of him, just shy of his nose, and he quickly stopped his movements.

After all, this is not martial arts, where you can hit several points with one click. In a real fight, the outcome is only a matter of seconds. Whoever is slower will die.

Wang Yan calmly put down his legs and cupped his hands to the shocked Li Qiankun: "I accept."

During this period of time, he faced a large number of enemies, coupled with his daily training, his physical attributes were all 25, his height increased by one centimeter, reaching 184, and he estimated his weight to be almost 200. If there were no special circumstances, one day

In a competition of fists and kicks, it is difficult to find an opponent in the world. But beating him in a group is not enough. For someone like Li Qiankun who is in his prime and can be called on, eight or nine people will surround him and beat him, and the best he can do is fight for his life.

In other words, if four or five were killed, he would be almost dead by then.

Then Wang Yan cupped his hands towards Li Shuwen and said, "Senior."

Li Shuwen said hello: "That's right, that's right, your strength is not much worse than mine back then. The waves behind push the waves ahead, the new ones replace the old ones." After sighing with emotion, Li Shuwen said: "Come on, sit down first."

The disciple who was waiting next to him saw that the master had already asked people to sit down, so he quickly took a tea cup and poured some tea.

Wang Yan thanked him and sat on the chair.

"I saw that what you just performed was not just the Central Plains moves, but also many traces of Western boxing?" Li Shuwen asked.

Wang Yan knew that he had fought a lot of foreign devils back then, so he had a better understanding of the ways there. Wang Yan said, "I studied abroad in the United States before, and learned some Western boxing, Nanyang boxing, Japanese karate and so on."

"Yeah. It's good to learn from others' strengths and go your own way." Li Shuwen expressed his affirmation. People at his level no longer value those who can kill people. He paused and continued: "Since I have studied abroad,

Why are you still thinking about practicing martial arts? In today's world, people like you are very popular."

Wang Yanshu asked this question so many times in order to gather like-minded people, and also to get recognition from those seniors who truly care about the country and the people, and to get their coffin boards, the standard answer came out:

"It's like this, this junior thought..." He repeated what he told Gong Baosen. He, Wang, had a clear conscience and was not deceiving the senior. He really wanted to do this.

After listening to Wang Yan's words, Li Shuwen was silent for a while and said with a slightly old look: "Okay, your path may be right, but I can't see that day."

There was no need for Wang Yan to say some comforting words. In the blink of an eye, Li Shuwen became very energetic again, as if he was not the one who said this just now: "Stay here for a few days and communicate with an old man like me."

Wang Yan stood up, raised his hands and saluted, saying, "Thank you, senior, for your help."

In the following period, Wang Yan learned a lot from Li Shuwen, including some secrets in the eighth level and Li Shuwen's big gun, and of course unique prescriptions. Apart from these things, he learned more from Li Shuwen's experience.

As well as his life wisdom, these are all Wang Yan needs.

In the process, he also helped train the disciples and spread some of the things he summarized. After integrating and absorbing these things from Wang Yan, these people benefited a lot.

Wang Yan laid a good foundation, had a solid foundation, and learned things quickly. A month later, Wang Yan said goodbye to this legendary master. He knew that they would never have a chance to see each other again, so Wang Yan respectfully faced the old man standing at the door to see him off.

With a salute, he continued southward under Li Shuwen's smiling gaze without looking back. He only said in his heart, "Heroes grow old."

Alone and continuing southward, Wang Yan challenged, learned, and made progress all the way without any failure, and his reputation became more and more famous.

In July 1931, Wang Yan arrived in Shanghai. At this time, Shanghai was an international metropolis, but everywhere was a special concession area.

The news of Wang Yan's arrival in Shanghai has long spread, and the people here have been gearing up to teach this ignorant boy a lesson.
To be continued...