Zhou Binglin didn't say anything about Huang Shaohong's behavior of kicking martial arts gyms all over the capital. In his words, it was just a martial arts gym for kicking devils and sticks. It was just a kick. What else could he do?

However, Zhou Binglin still made a small request, because Huang Shaohong scanned more than 20 Taekwondo gyms today, and Korean Taekwondo Master Cui Changbai, the ninth-dan master, called him specifically to ask him about this matter.

At that time, Cui Changbai thought that this matter was so big that everyone in the capital of China should know about it. Because of the size of his country's capital, he misjudged the speed at which an incident would spread in the capital of China.

Therefore, when questioning Zhou Binglin, Cui Changbai thought that the other party should know about this matter, so he did not reveal the kung fu used by the person who kicked the gym.

Zhou Binglin, on the other hand, was in the stage of recuperating his energy. He would hide whenever he could from fighting and killing, so he didn't ask any questions. He just asked him to find out which family's descendant was responsible and then said hello.

When he received a call from the Chinese Martial Arts Association and heard that the person who kicked the gym used the Tiger-Crane Double Form and the Tai Chi Hammer Technique, he knew it must be Huang Shaohong.

Zhou Binglin said to Huang Shaohong: "If you want to find a master of Anjin to practice your strength, this is indeed a shortcut to the south, but you must be careful yourself. The water in the capital is deep, so don't break it."

"Also, give me some face. You can kick as you like in other Taekwondo gyms. You have to be merciful at Changbai Taekwondo. Today, Cui Changbai from South Korea called me. One of the three martial arts gyms he opened in Beijing has been kicked out. I

Don't touch the remaining two, after all, I am still the honorary chairman of Changbai Taekwondo!"

"Cui Changbai?"

Huang Shaohong nodded: "Okay, I listen to senior brother, but senior brother, I still say the same thing, people who are not from my race will have different hearts. You also know that Cui Changbai contacted you because of your kung fu, you have to grasp it.

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Zhou Binglin smiled and nodded: "I used to be unable to break through the alchemy power, so I always wanted to find a place to retire and get a salary. Now that I have the method of nourishing qi and holding the elixir, I will naturally not owe him that favor again. I will stop you this time."

Kick him in the dojo, even if I repay his favor, I will resign as honorary chairman later."

After he finished speaking, he reminded: "But Cui Changbai is a narrow-minded person. You have swept away his place. If there is a chance in the future, he will definitely challenge you!"

Huang Shaohong laughed: "That's good, now I'm worried that I don't have a master to beat me!"

After he said this, he was blocked by experts the next day.

The next morning, after Huang Shaohong and Zhou Binglin had breakfast, they took out his sign that said, "All sticks are sick men of East Asia" and went out to start work.

As soon as he opened the door, he saw an elegant and handsome young man wearing gray casual clothes standing in front of the door with a sword in his hand.

The man saw the plaque in Huang Shaohong's hand at a glance, and a smile appeared at the corner of his mouth. Although he had heard about it a long time ago, it was the first time he saw such a weird thing in modern society, and he couldn't help but smile.

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The young man returned to normal in an instant. He held his sword and clasped his fists and announced himself: "I am Jiang Hai, the successor of Wudang Jiugong Sword. I came here specifically to pay a visit to Master Huang Shaohong today!"

Huang Shaohong looked up and down, and it turned out that he was the Jiang Hai who had been given the 'Turtle Snake' sword by Wang Chao, but it was a pity that he was not a boxing practitioner!

He turned around and opened the door again: "We are guests, let's go in and talk!" After saying this, he turned over and walked back without asking Jiang Hai to leave first.

Jiang Hai didn't feel dissatisfied when he saw him like this, and followed him into the courtyard with his sword in hand.

Zhou Binglin was still slumped in the rocking chair, but this time he did not close his eyes to rest. Instead, he held a copy of "The Doctrine of the Mean" and read it carefully. When he saw Huang Shaohong turning back, he was about to ask when he saw the man holding a sword behind him.

Jiang Hai couldn't help but frown slightly.

Jiang Hai obviously knew Zhou Binglin, he clasped his fists respectfully and said: "Jiang Hai, the successor of Wudang Nine Palace Sword, has met Mr. Zhou!"

Zhou Binglin nodded slightly, and his eyes fell on the sword in Jiang Hai's hand. He saw that the scabbard was made of leather from an unknown animal. It was gray-green, stained with scales, and full of ancient charm. He looked at the hilt and suddenly said:

"Does it look familiar? In your hand is the Wudang Jiugong Sect's 'Turtle and Snake Sword' passed down by the swordsman Li Jinglin... Are you Lin Tingfeng's apprentice?"

When Jiang Hai heard the other party mention his master, he immediately nodded seriously.

Zhou Binglin said with a smile: "I had a relationship with your master back then, and I still admire his swordsmanship!"

When Jiang Hai heard the other party praising his master, he immediately said: "My master once mentioned to the younger generation that he admired the invincible style of the 'Little Martial God' when he swept across the Southeast Asian martial arts world!"

Zhou Binglin smiled and waved his hand: "How can I dare to be called a little martial arts god? Now I am old and I am no longer as brave as I used to be, but I can't compare with you young people. You are very good at talking. Lin Tingfeng has taken on a good apprentice."

He saw that when Jiang Hai was talking, his eyes were always looking towards Huang Shaohong, knowing that the other party was not here to see him, so after saying that, he said: "You are here to see him, I'm reading here, you guys can talk among yourselves!"

When Huang Shaohong saw the two of them finished speaking, he said without waiting for Jiang Hai to speak: "We are strangers to each other. You obviously didn't come to me to make friends, so I won't invite you to sit down. If you have anything to say, we can talk to you directly!"

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Jiang Hai smiled bitterly and thought to himself that it was no wonder he was someone who could go out and play games everywhere. His personality was really straightforward.

He glanced at Zhou Binglin and then asked Huang Shaohong: "I wonder if Master Huang is Mr. Zhou's disciple?"

Huang Shaohong shook his head: "Senior brother and I have a friendship of exchanging fists!"

Jiang Hai understood when he said this, and he was not afraid of offending Zhou Binglin and said bluntly to Huang Shaohong:

"I came here this time to prevent Master Huang from going to the Taekwondo gym again!"

"A Wudang disciple stands up for the stick?" Huang Shaohong raised his eyebrows, and his eyes immediately became sharp:

"The Chinese Martial Arts Association doesn't stop me, so why do you?"

Jiang Hai shook his head and said: "When I was studying in Europe, I owed a favor to a Korean classmate. His father is now an official of the World Taekwondo Association and is also opening a dojo in the capital!"

When he said this, his expression became solemn: "We martial arts practitioners have to pay back the debts we owe. This time he asked me to help, so naturally I can't refuse!"

Huang Shaohong nodded: "After saying so much, you just want to have a fight with me!"

Jiang Hai did not deny it, nodded and said: "Yes, you and I have competed. If I am lucky enough to win even one and a half moves, please ask Master Huang not to go to the Taekwondo gym again!"

Huang Shaohong chuckled: "You are confident, by the way...how did you find me?"

"Master Huang, the Hong Quan and Tai Chi Hammer techniques you use to kick the gym are easy to find if I am willing. In addition, I also have some connections in the police department, and you didn't hide your whereabouts on purpose, so it won't be difficult for me to find this place!"

Huang Shaohong suddenly realized that in the original book Jiang Hai seemed to be a son of a high-ranking official and had a certain amount of energy in the capital.

He immediately stopped talking nonsense and said directly: "It's okay to fight. If I lose, I won't play again. If I win, please do something for me!"

Jiang Hai seemed to be very confident in himself. He immediately nodded and said without asking anything: "Okay, but I am a sword practitioner. Let's compare weapons!"

Zhou Binglin on the side saw that the two were about to start a fight, and couldn't help but get excited. He had watched Huang Shaohong practice martial arts for more than half a month in the Summer Palace, and knew that his swordsmanship was very good, but the weapon was a bit inferior, which was a stainless steel sword.

At this time, Zhou Binglin said directly: "Shaohong, there is a good sword in my house, you can use it!"

Huang Shaohong waved his hand and said: "No, I have weapons!" After saying that, he walked towards his room.

Zhou Binglin laughed angrily: "Isn't your weapon just that stainless steel sword used for old age training..."

Before they finished speaking, but they could no longer continue, Zhou Binglin and Jiang Hai stared at Huang Shaohong with their eyes widened as he raised a nearly three-meter-long Fangtian painted halberd from the room with a golden dragon coiled on the handle!
Chapter completed!