"Renzhi, what are you going to do?" The old man felt uneasy.

This battle has been completed and everyone is happy. It is time for him to return to the north. At this time, Pang Guan appears and he is going to make trouble!

"I don't want to do anything, I'm just a little hungry," Pang Guan said with a smile.

Then he slowly walked to the position where the two of them broke the cakes. Under everyone's gaze, he bent down, picked up the half of the cake that had fallen, put it into his mouth, and chewed it slowly.

When everyone saw Pang Guan's behavior, they were completely confused. Why are they doing? When they were hungry, there was no need to pick up this cake to eat.

The good ones do not come, and the comers are not good.

Although Pang Guan did nothing out of the ordinary and said nothing special, he picked up the cakes that the two broke apart and ate. What does this mean?

It means that the martial arts worlds in the north and south are in his hands? It means that the whole world is in his control?

"Mr. Ye, the martial arts are in harmony, and thousands of fists are together. In the end, it is just what you said, one horizontal and one vertical!" Pang Guan turned around and looked at Ye Wen and said.

When Ip Man heard this, he was surprised. It was not particularly strange that Pang Guan could know what he said, but, is it that he also thought this way?

"Does Mr. Pang agree?" Ye Wen asked.

Pang looked at Ip Man's eyes and shook his head gently, which made the joy in Ip Man's eyes disappear.

"Someone asked Saint Confucius if it is feasible to repay grievances with kindness? Do you know how Saint Confucius answered?" Pang Guan asked.

There were many pure martial artists on site. In this era, there were very few people who studied in private schools. Most of them had only heard the common words mentioned by storytellers.

"This is the behavior of a gentleman. Those who can repay grievances with virtue are of course people who are open-minded and can hold a boat in the prime minister's belly. I can't do it anyway." Brother Yong was a rough man and immediately spoke out.

Most people at the scene also believed that those who can repay their grievances with kindness are good and worthy of respect, but in contrast, they cannot do it themselves.

But what did Pang Renzhi say about this?

Ip Man has a deep family background. Although his only hobby since childhood was to practice martial arts, his father Ye Aiduo was a businessman who traveled around the world. He had a lot of knowledge and knew that a person had knowledge was very different. Therefore, although Ip Man didn’t read much and had never learned advanced Western technical knowledge today, he still knew about the Analects of Confucius and the like.

"Mr. Ye must know how Saint Kong answered?" Pang Guan asked.

"I have read the book for two years and am glad that I haven't forgotten it yet. The Saint Kong replied: How can I repay my kindness with kindness? I should repay my kindness with straightforwardness," Ip Man answered.

Most people understand it, but because they understand it, they are confused. Confucius meant that we should not repay our grievances with kindness?

Is this still the old master we respect?

"Ah? Isn't it always right to repay grudges with kindness? Why haven't I heard someone say that Confucius doesn't agree with it?" Brother Yong felt that his views were a little collapsed. The classic quotes and principles of life passed down from word to word were not recognized by Master Yong!

"Mr. Pang, today is a discussion on martial arts, not a paper!" Shou Ge said coldly. No matter what, Pang Renzhi must have been here to make trouble, and he thought so.

"Brother Shou, don't remind me, the work is over. I just want to ask Mr. Ye just this sentence, do you agree to repay the grudge with kindness?" Pang Guan first expressed his attitude, and then asked Ye Wen.

Ip Man passed this sentence in his mind and found that there was no trap. He naturally said: "I think I am not a gentleman. The old master said it well. If someone punches me for no reason, I won't just laugh at it."

When Pang Guan heard Ip Man's words, a smile appeared on his face.

"Since that is the case, Mr. Ye still believes that martial arts are in harmony? It should not be limited to the north and south, nor to the world?" Pang Guan asked retortly.

"Of course, in my opinion, Kung Fu is a culture and a heritage of history, and it should be carried forward. If one day in the future, martial arts can be spread all over the world and make China a holy place for everyone to admire, then I think those old martial arts predecessors will feel relieved underground," said Ye Wen. When he thought of that, his face also showed a reverent look.

Everyone at the scene also imagined the scene at that time, the holy land! The holy land of kung fu, and it feels honorable to think about it!

But Pang Guan's face suddenly changed rapidly, and it turned blue in an instant, and even suddenly said something amazing: "Good? Hahaha, please? I think I'm really coming to that point, and the coffin boards of the old seniors probably won't be able to cover them!"

Pang Guan said this sentence very loudly, and even used his qi and blood. The entire Jinlou people heard Pang Guan's words.

Everyone present was surprised, Pang Guan was crazy!

Mr. Gong's face looked extremely bad: "Ren Zhi, do you know what you are talking about?"

Pang Guan turned around, looked up at everyone around him, and suddenly felt very tired. He closed his eyes and slowly exhaled: "Ha~"

"Old man, what is national martial arts?

What is the origin of Kung Fu?

What is the function of Kung Fu?"

Pang Guan asked three consecutive questions, with a serious look on his face.

"National martial arts was proposed by Mr. Sun Yat-sen. A martial art that strengthens the country and strengthens the physical fitness of the Chinese is called national martial arts. Are I wrong about this?" the old man said with a cold face.

"That's right, of course, that's right. Mr. Sun said it well, and it's right. National martial arts is a martial art that the Chinese people can enhance their own strength. They only kill people and do not perform.

So since that's the case, you still have to pass on him to foreigners! Do you know what you are doing?" Pang Guan said loudly, especially in the three words Chinese.

Pang Guan continued without waiting for the old man's face to change slightly, nor did he wait for others to interrupt.

"The origin of Kung Fu is the battlefield. The role of Kung Fu is first to fight against the enemy and kill the enemy! In the era of cold weapons, there was no gunpowder or cannons. It was relying on the bloody battle between people and real swords and guns. To win, you have to kill people. Therefore, you have movements and techniques. Later, you have developed slowly, and you have kung fu and martial arts.

In the past, this was a weapon on the battlefield, not just a kind of inheritance, but a kind of culture.

Humph! Why do the older generation regard their own unique skills more than life? They are not apprentices whom they recognize, and they will never pass on their true skills.

Even if you are your own apprentice, you should pay attention to your moral character and your character. You will have to practice for three or four years after getting started. In the end, you will have to keep a special skill. What is your purpose? Are you afraid that these people with bad minds will learn skills and do things that harm the will of nature, bully fellow men, bully ordinary people, or even bully our own family?

The times have changed for the old man, Ye Wen, and all the martial arts colleagues present. After learning a kung fu for 10 or 20 years, it may be less than the foreign guns and cannons made in one month.

But this is not the reason why we can spread Kung Fu outlines. This is a matter of nature and principle.

Kung Fu, what is the difference between it and guns and ammunition? They are both tools for killing! Will those foreigners teach us the manufacturing technology of cannons? Will they give us the manufacturing method of tanks?

They are not stupid and will never teach them! Since that is the case, why should we teach them martial arts and kung fu?

Ip Man, what you said is the word "kung fu": one horizontally and one vertically. Those who lose lie down and those who stand are qualified to speak. So what is the difference between us without guns and those who are lying down?

Let me ask again, is Kung Fu a great deal?”

After Pang Guan said this, he felt refreshed. No matter what everyone present looked, no matter what his face was, Ip Man was trapped in self-doubt at this time.

Pang Guan walked to the table, picked up the remaining half of the cake, stuffed it into his mouth, then picked up the old man's teacup and poured it into his mouth.

"A saint is unkind and regards all things as straw dogs. This means that in the eyes of the saint, everything is equal. The so-called noble people will think that foreigners are no different from those of the Chinese. Don't discriminate against foreigners with nationalism. You should follow the gentleman's humility and treat everyone equally!

Humph, I think it's just a nonsense! I'm just a common person, just an ordinary person. Don't say that I don't have the ability to be a saint, even if I have it, I won't be a saint!"

Pang Guan said rudely. After saying this, he came to Gong Er, grabbed her hand, and walked straight out. When he was about to walk out of the door, Pang Guan said without looking back:

"I've had enough of the cake today, and I've finished speaking. Three months later, I'll marry Ruomei in the north and welcome you to give me a face.

In addition, at this time, why are the country still fighting for the face of the martial arts world in the north and south? Is it ridiculous? In the case of difficulties, every man is responsible, not to mention that we martial arts practitioners and the Kwantung Army are ambitions. I can't stand it. Those who are willing to do their part and do their best to come to the north to find me.

Ruomei, let's go!"

After saying this, Pang Guan took Gong Er's hand and walked out under everyone's gaze. The people around him consciously gave up a path.

The old man looked at Pang Guan's back and felt that it was not until today that he truly saw his son-in-law. He had the same father as his son. Both father and son were heroes in the world!

Seeing Pang Guan and his two free and easy walks, Ip Man couldn't help but recall the scene when he was a disciple that day.

Chen Huashun tied the belt around Xiao Ye Wen's waist with his own hands and said, "A belt is tied with this belt in one breath. You are a martial arts practitioner. From now on, you will be a human being in this way."

At that time, Ip Man thought that this tone was the spirit of a martial artist, but now it also represents the blood and backbone of a Chinese martial artist.

Kung Fu is a common practice? Treat everyone equally? Carry forward Chinese Kung Fu and spread it all over the world?

Haha~ How naive I think about it now?

In fact, Pang Guan’s words were a bit biased, only Pang Guan himself knew that Ip Man’s thoughts were correct.

But not in the present, but in decades later.

Ip Man's ideas were too advanced and his vision was too far away. After the 20th century, when China's national strength was strong, the saying "Datong of Wushu" would never be wrong.

It’s like looking at the dissemination of the four great inventions. When it comes to this matter, foreigners admire China, while Chinese people are proud of it.

Why does this happen? It is because these things are outdated and everyone knows them. Looking back on the origin, what is produced is respect for culture and admiration for the pioneers.
Chapter completed!