Chapter 2527

Jintian, though only 600 years old, is located on the coast of the Bohai Sea, which is the place of ancient Yanzhao.

"There are many generous and elegiac people in Yan and Zhao dynasties." there are many chivalrous, honest and famous people here. There are many kinds of martial arts boxing and Jinmen martial arts schools in Jintian, which have been inherited and developed, and also created many martial arts schools.

This is also the main reason why the international fighting exchange conference was held in China.

"Wenxing, is that martial arts school reliable?"

Walking on Nanfeng road in Nankai District, Liu Zhengren looked around at the shops and said, "how can I see that there are all office buildings here? How can there be any independent martial arts schools?"

"It's in the office building!"

Lang Wenxing naturally said: "this Yongchun National Art Museum is very famous in the north. Many stars who are new to action movies and TV series will come to this national art museum to study systematically."

"Yongchun National Art Museum?" Liu Yiren was stunned for a moment and said, "this name sounds familiar to me."

"Yi Ren, do you know this national art museum?"

Jiang Boyang turned to look at Liu Yiren and said, "it seems that Yongchun in Jintian is also inherited from Buddhism. Yongchun boxing of mountain series keeps the tradition in boxing routine, but I don't know if this breathing method has been inherited."

"We have established at least 10 martial arts schools in Beijing and Tianjin, mainly for children under 12 years old."

Liu Zixia explained: "as for those actors and stars, there is a professional martial arts museum in charge of teaching here. I don't know whether the breathing method has been passed on. Uncle, haven't you heard of the light source? "

Liu Zhengren and Jiang Boyang are familiar with the ancient martial families and sects in China. Even if they don't know each other, they probably have heard of their names.

But for this light source, Liu Zhengren has never heard of it. After all, there are so many Yongchun families all over the country. Who knows if they have opened branches and scattered leaves?

However, according to Liu Zixia, the Yongchun martial arts school has established at least 10 martial arts schools in Tianjin for many years, which can prove that the martial arts school really has some real talents.

It's just that this breathing method is the root of every family and school. They don't know whether the Yongchun National Art Museum has been passed on or not.

"Ah, here it is. It's in this office building!"

When people were talking about this, Lang Wenxing suddenly pointed to an office building nearby and said:

"Guangyuan Yongchun National Art Museum rents two floors here. The national art museum that Gangzi Xia just mentioned is also here."

"It's really different from those martial arts schools we know."

Liu Yiren looked up at the tall buildings and said, "those martial arts schools we know all have independent buildings. They are good enough to rent office buildings directly in the urban area."

"There are many children in the city, which is convenient for enrollment and teaching!" Liu Zixia pushed Liu Yiren at the back and said, "let's go, third aunt."

……

Yongchun National Art Museum is located on the 16th and 17th floors of the building.

Because some stars have come to learn martial arts in recent days, Zhou Guangyuan, as the founder and curator, personally sits in the National Art Museum to guide these star artists.

In the martial arts hall on the 17th floor, Zhou Guangyuan, of medium build, with a Chinese character face and thick eyebrows and big eyes, is demonstrating the movements to the students.

"Master, someone has come to kick the hall!"

All of a sudden, a tall young man in a white loose training suit came running and said breathlessly:

"Just now, we were teaching students downstairs. Suddenly, some people from Taiguo and peacock kingdom came in. They wanted to have a competition with us.

Originally, we thought it was just a common exchange martial arts, but we didn't expect that they would attack hard. Elder martial brother Zhang Xuan and elder martial brother Banyue were interrupted by them. Go and have a look. "

"What?"

Hearing the young man's words, Zhou Guangyuan's face suddenly changed. Without waiting for him to continue talking, he ran towards the stairway like a gust of wind.

As for the elevator, there is no time to wait for the elevator!

In the light source hall on the 16th floor, seven or eight young men and women wearing the words "light source" are confronting three foreigners with dark skin and obvious overseas characteristics.

The leading foreigner has a bald head and a little red eyebrow, which looks like a gem.

He looked at the other party's nervous people and said in broken Chinese: "we only have one person, and you can't stand it. In your Chinese words, the name of the first martial arts school in Tianjin has become illusory."

"Weias, we've been very patient with you, but you've been pressing me step by step."

A middle-aged man, who looks about 40 years old, is short but powerful. Holding his wrist, he looks at each other and says:

"You peacock country is also one of the four ancient civilizations. Don't you have any basic etiquette? Is your yoga for fighting bravely? "

"Ha ha, that's what you Chinese people are like. If you can't fight, you start to talk nonsense. We didn't say it was a contest before, did we?"

Standing behind him, a middle-aged man with deep socket, prominent cheekbones and short stature said:

"It's your wishful thinking to keep your hand again and again. Since it's a martial arts contest, of course you should try your best, otherwise how can you tell the difference?"

"Meng Zhao, you are shameless!"

"My elder martial brother didn't fight that punch down. Shouldn't you thank him?"

"You broke my elder martial brother's leg when he was unprepared, you spicy chicken..."

All of a sudden, everyone was angry, and the eyes one by one looking at the three foreigners were full of anger.

If the eyes can kill people, I believe these three people have already died. How can I stand here and mock others.

"Hahaha, you are indecisive. Who can blame you?"

Meng Zhao burst out laughing and said, "I'm standing here. If you have courage, you can come up again to give advice."

"Too much deception!"

A young man, who looks to be 27 or 78 years old, is big and muscular. He roared out: "Meng Zhao, dare you..."

"Xiao Ao, you are not his opponent."

Just as the young man was about to stand up, he was held by several people nearby.

"Elder martial brother Gao, are you just watching him humiliate us like this?"

Xiao Ao, with red eyes, said, "among us martial brothers, I've been following my master for a long time. Don't worry. I'm sure I can win him!"

"You..."

The crowd hesitated. They didn't want to go on the stage, but their Kung Fu just started. They didn't even enter Mingjin, and they also lost!

"Meng Zhao, dare you fight me?" Xiao Ao took the opportunity to break away from the crowd and said, "I'm going to teach you how to fight!"

"Oh, it's really bold and fat."

Meng Zhao laughed and said, "if you want to fight, fight! Songpa, continue the video. We'll take it back and show them how we beat the Chinese. "

"Good."

The foreigner standing behind them took out his mobile phone and turned on the recording function.

……

Two people go to the center of the hall, people consciously give up a piece of space.

Xiao Ao didn't forget the rules of Chinese martial arts. He reached out to Meng Zhao and said, "Yong Chun, Meng Xiao Ao!"

"Stop talking nonsense, just attack!"

Meng Zhao doesn't care about Meng Xiaoao's salute. He directly poses as a Taiquan and picks his fingers at him, which is full of provocation.

"Unreasonable barbarian!"

Seeing this scene, Meng Xiaoao couldn't help but get angry and didn't care about the propriety. He stepped on the ground with his right foot, his body was like a dragon, his left palm was horizontal in front of his chest, and his right fist was like a dragon. He attacked Meng Zhao.

Although he despises Meng Xiaoao in attitude and stimulates him in language, Meng Zhao does his best when he starts.

Seeing that Meng Xiaoao attacked, Meng Zhao jumped up and lit up his right elbow at the same time. It was like a shot of gunfire. Like a bullet, he smashed Meng Xiaoao.

Bang!

That seemingly sharp elbow with a touch of shadow, and Meng Xiaoao's right fist hard hit together.

Meng Zhao's brow was wrinkled when he hit the elbow fist, because he felt a soft fist force enter his body through the elbow joint, which made his arm feel numb.

However, he still survived, just a moment's feeling, and was soon removed by him.

Meng Xiaoao is different. After being hit by Meng Zhao, he feels as if he has hit the steel. The pain is so great that his whole arm becomes soft and weak.

Hiss!

Meng Xiaoao took a sip and lit up. He immediately held his arm back.

But Meng Zhao obviously didn't want to let him go. Before the move got old, he was on his body, aiming at Meng Xiaoao's chest and abdomen. Lifting his knee was a whip leg.

Bang!

Meng Xiaoao only had time to block his arms in front of his chest, but the strength from his arms still made him fly back.

This leg is five or six meters away, which shows that Meng Zhao has stepped into Mingjin and used Mingjin's strength when fighting!

"Xiao Ao!"

The onlookers of Yongchun national art museum were in a hurry, and several people couldn't help rushing over.

"What are you doing?" Weias directly stood up and said, "the contest is not over. Do you want to step in on the way?"

"We give up!" Said the young man.

Weias said coldly, "unless he admits defeat himself, it won't work!"

"You..." people are angry. How can there be such a comparison?

"Oh, I see how arrogant you are."

In the martial arts arena, Meng Zhao made a powerful attack, but he didn't intend to let Meng Xiaoao go. Instead, he rushed over again.

Before Meng Xiaoao landed, he had another whip leg. This time he attacked Meng Xiaoao's right arm

Bang!

In this way, Meng Xiaoao didn't have the power to fight back at all. He was kicked around by Meng Zhao like a ball, and soon rolled towards the gate of the martial arts school.

"It's not a new year's day, but a festival. How can it be such a big gift?"

At the gate of the martial arts school, Liu Zixia and others just came from the elevator and saw this scene.

Jiang Boyang murmured. As soon as he bent down to help Meng Xiaoao up, he felt a wind blowing from the front.

Jiang Boyang immediately concentrated his strength on his right hand. Then he opened his right hand and shook it in the void. He shot it to the right.

Pop!

The broad palm clapped on a leg full of strength, and it made a sound of gold and iron.

Then he saw Meng Zhao's left leg turned back directly, and his attacking body turned back.

If it wasn't for Meng Zhao's good control over his body, Jiang Boyang's slap would make Meng Zhao experience what it's like to be a "round horse".

Good guy, is it OK to turn a two word horse into a circle?