As he spoke, Guo Yunshen stepped forward and said the last word, just one step away from Huang Shaohong: "Boy Huang, watch the boxing!"

As soon as the old man finished speaking, he took half a step with his front foot, and his right hand hanging by his side came out. This punch was silent, but faster than an arrow leaving the string. The words were still heard, and the punch had already landed on Huang Shaohong's chest.

forward.

Huang Shaohong was horrified. This punch was too fast. He could see it quickly, but he couldn't react. Fortunately, the master's physical body still had body memory, so he subconsciously fired a 'tiger-shaped chopping palm'.

A fist fight with Mr. Guo.

But as soon as he struck out with the 'tiger-shaped split palm', a layer of cold sweat broke out on his back, and his hands stood frozen on the spot. He only saw Mr. Guo's arm stretched out, as if it had grown in an instant, and that punch was half a step away.

Beng' somehow managed to avoid his "tiger-shaped chopping palm" and landed on Huang Shaohong's chest, holding back his strength without releasing it.

The half-step collapse fist conquers the world, and his reputation is well-deserved!

Guo Yunshen put back his fist and smiled: "Your boxing skills are more than strong, but not soft enough. If you can combine hardness and softness, you will definitely be able to go to the next level. As an old man, I just like to talk nonsense, and you kid can't do it either."

Keep it in mind."

Mr. Guo is so good at this. He first shows off his power and tells you that it’s not Xingyiquan that you can’t do, and then gives you some pointers. This is kindness.

Huang Shaohong didn't know whether to laugh or cry. This old man couldn't help but come out to make trouble as soon as his disciple failed a move. He also wanted you to be grateful. He could only grit his teeth and admit it, clasping his fists and saying: "Thank you, Mr. Guo, for your advice!"

As he spoke, he secretly sighed in his heart that he was not good after all. He didn't train all his kung fu by himself. He relied on Huang Feihong's own body memory. When he met the top masters in the world, this problem was caused by the incoordination between his mind and his body.

It was revealed.

He was thinking in his mind, and he didn't know who would win if Huang Feihong personally fought with Mr. Guo. These two people, one in the south and one in the north, had never fought against each other in real life.

Guo Yunshen didn't know what he was thinking. When he saw him thanking him for his advice, he nodded and said with a smile: "Okay, I'm not arrogant or impetuous. No wonder he is recognized as a master of Southern Boxing at such a young age. His future is limitless!"

Mr. Guo returned to his seat, smiled at Huang Qiying beside him and said, "Brother, are you not angry if I play with your kid?"

Huang Qiying smiled bitterly, "You came to ask me after the beating, what's the use?" He immediately said: "You can give him some advice. It's this kid's blessing. How can I be angry?"

Mr. Guo nodded repeatedly: "That's good, that's good!" Then he said to Huang Shaohong: "Tell everyone about your 'Jingwu Association' in detail!"

Huang Shaohong returned to his seat and was about to speak when he saw his nominal father Huang Qiying pointing at his chest. He lowered his head and broke into a cold sweat.

He saw a punch mark on the clothes on his chest. He immediately guessed that the fabric at the mark had been shattered into dust by the force of Mr. Guo's fist. He hadn't noticed just now that this walk brought a breeze.

, they all turned into dust and dispersed, and then the fist mark was revealed.

Huang Shaohong then bowed to Mr. Guo Yunshen with sincere admiration: "Thank you very much, Mr. Guo, for showing mercy!"

Mr. Guo laughed and said: "Bullying the small with the big is no good. It's just an eye-opener for these disciples and disciples. You don't have to mind!"

Huang Shaohong secretly praised, "Jiang is still hot as he is old, this guy is really showing off his style, I can't help but accept it!"

During the banquet, Huang Shaohong struck while the iron was hot and settled the matter of the 'Jingwu Sports Association'. Since it was mentioned that the martial arts from the north and the south would be brought together, it could not be Bao Zhilin's family, but all the major sects in the capital would have to participate.

The general meeting of the 'Jingwu Sports Association' is located in the compound he just bought. Huang Shaohong serves as the president. Guo Yunshen and Huang Qiying, two great masters from the north and the south, serve as honorary presidents. There are six vice-presidents, which is considered a northern sect.

Representatives from each company can also help with daily matters.

The six vice-presidents are Yan Zhendong from Shandong Yanjiaquan, Yang Jianhou from Yangjia Tai Chi, Cheng Yanhua from Bagua Master, Li Cunyi from Xingyi Sect, Wang Zhengyi from Shunyuan Escort, and Li Xiaochen from Huiyou Escort.

Under the president, ten Chinese martial arts teachers were set up to be responsible for martial arts teaching. Of course, both the vice president and the Chinese martial arts teachers had a considerable monthly salary, all of which was borne by Huang Shaohong.

Everyone was moved by this. Everyone was a fan of martial arts. On weekdays, they opened martial arts schools to recruit apprentices, not only to promote their own martial arts, but also to support their families.

And Huang Shaohong directly distributed high-tech services, which was much more than their daily income. How could these boxers and martial arts masters not be tempted, they naturally agreed wholeheartedly.

Huang Shaohong also asked the five vice-presidents except Yan Zhendong to select a hundred good players to go to various provinces to establish Jingwu branches. He will still fully bear the money.

Not all martial arts practitioners from various sects are rich people. Most martial arts practitioners have to work hard to make a living. What’s more, martial arts training itself is very expensive. For example, Yang Chengfu, the third generation of the Yang family, spends one silver dollar every day to practice his strength.

Hire people to increase your power, this is the Yang family, and ordinary people cannot afford it.

Huang Shaohong's decision can be said to have solved the employment problem of boxers from various sects in the capital, and it was also a high-tech one. Everyone was happy for a while, and everyone was extremely satisfied with him as the president.

As the banquet dispersed, the name of Huang Feihong from Foshan was once again reborn in the martial arts community in the capital. How could he defeat the iron-footed Buddha with his fists and shake the king's sword with his arrows? Mr. Guo was forced to die in person, and only then could he save the face of the martial arts community in the capital. Various incidents were reported

When he got out, it became a good talk among the people.

If Huang Shaohong founded the Jingwu Sports Association, it was just to appease Yan Zhendong at first, but later he really came up with this idea. Although he cannot stay in this world for a lifetime, it is not just a national chain of martial arts schools that can make a country strong.

It can be done.

But at least he can set up such a framework so that people in the martial arts world have a goal to strive for!

In addition, he also planned to make friends with Da Dao Wang Wu and Li Cunyi. The former supported the Reform Movement of 1898 and was rumored to have stabbed the old witch Cixi for this.

Zhan Caozi had a real fight with the foreign devils with swords and guns.

Now that these two talents are gathered under his banner, it is conceivable that when the Eight-Nation Allied Forces' war of aggression against China begins, he will raise his arms and give a strong boost.

Besides, these two talents are not the only ones under his command now. Most of the masters in the martial arts community in the capital have gathered in the Jingwu Association. When it comes to dealing with the Eight-Nation Alliance, you can imagine how many helpers he will have.

The day after the banquet, the 'Ching Wu Sports Association' was officially established with a plaque hanging on it. All matters such as recruiting students and publicity, establishing branches, and assigning boxers were all left to Yan Zhendong and other vice-presidents.

Huang Shaohong himself concentrated on practicing martial arts, and in his spare time he established relationships with boxers from various sects. Among them, he and Wang Zhengyi, a big swordsman, were not acquainted without fighting, and they became brothers who kowtowed and exchanged posts.

During the day, he practiced martial arts and made friends, and at night, he entered the game world to practice leveling and collect herbs. He was always strengthening his strength and trump cards, waiting for the day when the Eight-Power Allied Forces invaded the capital. Only on that day would Cixi leave the palace and flee west.

The best chance to kill this old witch.

In addition, during this period, he contacted his female apprentice Joanna through telegraph, and received a batch of firearms shipped from India by the 'Camp' family. Of course, all of this was operated by the Camp family, and he easily avoided the Qing Dynasty.

The eyes and ears of the imperial minions.

Time flies, Huang Shaohong celebrated the world's first Spring Festival in the capital. During the Chinese New Year period, the Jingwu Association was very lively. People from all sects gathered here to pay New Year greetings to each other. Then, the Huang family and his son paid for it and held three consecutive festivals.

Heaven’s banquet.
Chapter completed!