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Chu He used Bagua's dragon steps to fight with him. His body was sometimes light and sometimes heavy. Sometimes he stuck close to him, sometimes he twisted his body to dodge, and he dodged at the slightest touch. He did not fight with Ma San. He had suffered enough in the past few years.

It is a consensus that Bagua Hand is a bad one. The tricky punches are often aimed at the temple, chin, chest and pubic area. When punching, they combine the real and the fake. Often, just as they dodge a punch, they are followed by an elbow. Just when they want to get close, they find that the opponent's knee is waiting for their lower body to hit them halfway.

Ma San only practiced Xingyi. He liked this kind of Kung Fu that used force instead of dexterity. He fought quickly and ruthlessly. If someone was not careful and was touched, the opponent would instantly lose his combat effectiveness.

Seeing that Chu He intended to fight with him, Ma San sneered and exerted more strength in his arms, making it more and more difficult for Chu He to resist. He always narrowly missed his vital points. However, there would definitely be mistakes in the long run. If Ma San caught one of them, Chu He would be defeated instantly.

Another punch came towards him, and it was too late to repel it. Chu He had to raise his head and take a half step back, trying to dodge it, but this was just a feint by Ma San. Seeing Chu He dodging, his foundation was loosened. Ma San took a small step forward and quickly closed the distance. The fist hidden in his waist exploded from below, which was Xingyi's Half-Step Collapse Fist.

With no roots under his feet and in a complete disadvantage, Chu He had no choice but to lie down on the ground. The moment he fell to the ground, as soon as his back was supported, he immediately rolled half a circle and twisted his body, then took advantage of the situation to half-kneel, twisted his waist, turned to the side of Ma San, and attacked Ma San's tailbone with an elbow.

At this moment, Gong Yutian shouted, "Stop."

Chu He turned his head to look at Gong Yutian, wanting to ask the reason for the stop, but found that Ma San's palm turned into a knife and stopped at his neck.

It turned out that Ma San's half-step collapse punch was just a feint. He raised his palm halfway through the punch and chopped towards Chu He who was just about to stand up. It was like Chu He voluntarily offered his neck to Ma San.

The chess game is half a move away.

Gong Yutian nodded with satisfaction. Ma San's victory was within his expectations. Although Chu He worked hard and made rapid progress, he was still not as talented as Ma San. Ma San seemed to be a natural martial artist. He could master anything after being taught a little bit.

What's more, in the early years, when he was traveling around the country, the only people around him were Gong Er and Ma San. During his constant sparring and competitions, he gained a lot of knowledge and accumulated a lot of experience, and he had even sparred with the children of various families.

On the contrary, Chu He was much worse. Ever since he started learning martial arts from him, he had never left the Gong family compound, and even encountered an invasion war. The people he practiced with every day were all his senior brothers who were at a similar level to him. No matter how hard he worked, he could not make up for the lack of experience.

The result was naturally as he expected.

"I have scheduled the retirement ceremony for the second day of February, when the dragon raises its head. Ma San will join hands with me at that time, and the rest of you will be in charge of the reception. Ma San, you come with me." Gong Yutian called Ma San away.

When they arrived at the front hall, they were alone. Gong Yutian looked at his favorite student with satisfaction: "Do you know what it means to work with me?"

Ma San shook his head.

Gong Yutian looked up, as if recalling the past, and it took a long time for him to come back to his senses: "First of all, you have to carry the banner of the Chinese Warriors Association, be committed to the development and progress of martial arts, promote the integration and exchange of all parties, shoulder the heavy responsibility, and keep the enemy out of the country and prevent the bandits from invading our territory.

Secondly, you should actively communicate with the Southern Chin Woo Athletic Association and strive to eliminate the north-south divide as soon as possible, so that our martial arts community can unite and work together for development.

Third, I will nominate you as the representative of the martial arts community. You will be seen and known by people of all classes. Everyone, every martial artist will regard you as a leader. You must abide by your duties and keep your sincerity.

We are now in a state of poverty and weakness, both as a country and as individuals, but we have come this far because of the hard work of several generations. You must protect our precious wealth and prevent it from being coveted and plundered by outsiders. The future depends on you!"

Gong Haneda's retirement ceremony was very low-key and not many people came. Except for a clerk from the National Government, the rest of the people were all white-haired old people, and the young people had already gone to the south.

The series of procedures were also kept simple, a ceremony was held hastily, and then everyone dispersed.

Ma San, whose face was beaming with joy, was very dissatisfied. His originally cold face now looked even more gloomy. Chu He, who was standing nearby and saw this scene, thought that this might be one of the reasons why Ma San turned evil.

After the affairs in the north were settled, Gong Yutian immediately began to plan for the affairs in the south.

He sent Chu He and Xiao Liuzi to lead the way for him and build up momentum.

Gong Er also wanted to go, but was stopped by Gong Yutian. As for the reason...

The Golden Building is a place of entertainment for all kinds of people, a gorgeous building with Lingnan style. Compared with the grand buildings in the north, this building is not large in area, but it is exquisite and beautiful, with exquisite craftsmanship and meticulous production, which are amazing. The wooden walls, hand-carved patterns and even the handrails in the building are wrapped in gold foil, which is extremely delicate.

Originally this was a brothel, but as more and more people went there, it slowly became a place of fame and fortune, with people singing, playing cards, discussing business, drinking and eating, walking their birds and chatting, and even practicing martial arts!

Of course, there are also the prostitutes, the gorgeously dressed brothel girls, waving colorful fragrant silk scarves, striking seductive poses, saying seductive words, and working hard to sell themselves for their livelihood today.

When Xiao Liuzi first arrived at Jinlou, he was forcibly dragged into a room by a prostitute. Chu He found him only after he walked out of the room in dishevel. He didn't even know when Xiao Liuzi was dragged away from behind.

Chu He was dressed like a northerner, so the third sister recognized him at once and came out to question him.

When Chu He said, "My sixth senior brother and I came to your precious place because we wanted to...we wanted to...were...sixth senior brother? Sixth senior brother? Where are you?!"

I was so embarrassed that I wanted to crawl into a hole in the ground. I quickly turned around to look for him. After searching for a long time, I finally saw Xiao Liuzi, whose face was covered with red marks, his clothes were in disarray, and his half-empty wallet.

Cover your face, it's so embarrassing.

When Chu He returned to his third sister, he no longer had the confidence to say polite words, and said bluntly: "My master is Gong Yutian, and I would like to hold a retirement ceremony here, and invite all of my fellow southern martial artists to come and watch."

After that, he took out the purse from Xiao Liuzi's arms, and took out 5 gold ingots from his body, and placed them in front of the third sister: "Please help convey this to me, third sister."

The third sister took it and put it aside. She looked Chu He up and down, giggled, and whispered in Chu He's ear: "Gong Yutian's disciple, gossip?"

Chu He knew that the person in front of him was also a gossip expert, so he bowed and said, "I learned from the master for a few years."

The third sister smiled and took two steps back, posing as a starting position: "Come on, handsome young man, let's have a few moves first."

After saying that, he started rubbing my body without stopping.

Compared to Gong Er, the Third Sister's moves are more fierce and insidious, which are different from the Bagua of Professor Gong Yutian. After Chu He simply exchanged two moves, he had a rough idea in his mind. Bagua against Bagua, it depends on who changes moves faster. Chu He used a dazzling hand, and the Third Sister tilted her head to dodge. He also used a crotch kick. Chu He chuckled, and the dazzling hand turned into an elbow strike, hitting the Third Sister's chest. The Third Sister wanted to turn around to dodge, but she didn't expect that the little bastard in front of her actually put his other hand around her waist, and pushed upwards, her chest met his elbow.

"Admit it." Chu He let go of his third sister, took a step back and bowed.

The third sister laughed and said, "You touched my waist, and you have to pay another silver dollar."

Chu He threw it happily, turned around and said goodbye.

After leaving the door, seeing that Xiao Liuzi was still savoring the experience, Chu He kicked him in anger and said, "Sixth Senior Brother, I have a good news and a bad news. Which one do you want to hear first?"

Xiao Liuzi scratched his head: "Okay."

"The good news is that what the master ordered has been completed."

"What about the bad ones?"

"The bad thing is, we only have enough money for half a month, and we won't be able to last until the master comes."

"Then...what should we do then?" Xiao Liuzi asked embarrassedly.

Chu He put his hands on Xiao Liuzi's shoulders and said seriously: "Either we sleep on the street, or we go out and make money."

"How can I make money? I don't know anything except martial arts." It seems that Xiao Liuzi doesn't want to leave the comfortable hotel.

"Can you crush rocks with your chest? Can you hold a javelin in your throat? Can you lie on a board of nails? Can you spit fire?" Chu He said as Xiao Liuzi subconsciously shook his head, and his face was filled with fear when he finished speaking.

Seeing that the time was almost right, Chu He consoled him, "Brother, forget it. You should just stay in the hotel and don't go anywhere. This place is nice, with all the lights and wine, but it's also a place where you can spend money. If you're not careful, you'll be cheated out of your money. I'll figure out a way to make money. Besides, there are martial arts schools everywhere here, and we can't cause trouble for our master, right?"

Xiao Liuzi just nodded like a rooster eating food.

Chu He was satisfied to leave Xiao Liuzi in the hotel and went out for a walk. He had been in this world for so long, and had been practicing martial arts all the time. He had not even left the Gong family gate a few times. He decided to take a good walk while no one was around.

Foshan, the hometown of martial arts, fully embodies the spirit of martial arts. There is a martial arts gym every few steps. After only walking around for half a day, Chu He witnessed two challenges. The winner was arrogant and the loser had his plaque broken. The disciples standing aside had no intention of stepping forward to support or help. Instead, most of them showed contempt. It is conceivable what fate awaits these martial arts gyms.

This also shows that although martial arts are flourishing in the southern region, people's hearts are impetuous and have lost their original intentions.

Chu He shook his head and turned to leave, but was stopped by someone: "Master, you look like a martial artist, what do you mean by shaking your head?"

Chu He looked up and saw a young man standing in front of him. The black tights he wore showed that he was a martial artist, while the short clothes indicated that he was just an apprentice, not a master.

"I don't mean anything else. I just feel sorry for the broken plaque." Chu He responded casually and was about to leave.