Roaming the universe, all thanks to your many dark skills!

1936, October.

In order to oppose the National Government, Guangdong and Guangxi conspired to unite and govern the provinces and separate the North and the South. The Guangdong-Guangxi Incident was on the verge of breaking out.

In the same month, Gong Baosen went south and held a retirement ceremony in Foshan.

Gong Baosen is well-known in the north. He has never been defeated since he entered the martial arts world and is respected as the Invincible in the North. In addition, he is now the president of the Chinese Martial Arts Association. In fact, he is the leader of the northern martial arts world.

Although he has accepted the invitation of the Jingwu Association and has come to the South to hold another retirement ceremony, which seems to be a way of shedding the burden of fame and helping younger students, in the eyes of the Nanyue martial arts world, it is obvious that a powerful dragon is about to take over, and some resistance is inevitable.

Rainy night, long alley.

A group of men in black blocked the way of a man in a long gown and a white hat.

The leader slowly wrapped the chain around his arm and approached the man in the white hat.

"Hey, you are blocking my way, please get out of the way quickly, otherwise don't blame me..." At this time, someone behind the crowd at the other end of the alley urged impatiently.

"What's the matter?" A man in black suddenly turned around, stared at the person who came with a cold gaze, and asked with a fierce look on his face.

"Of course I'll beat you until you lie on the ground like dead dogs, unable to move." As he spoke, he took a step forward and slammed into the crowd.

Mixed in with the muffled thud was the crisp sound of countless broken bones.

Those men in black were like pins knocked down by a bowling ball. They scattered in an instant, groaning in pain or howling as they fell to the ground. No one was able to stand up.

"They are not very good at martial arts, but they try to imitate others to be brave and aggressive, without even considering their own strengths and weaknesses. It's simply hilarious."

He walked past the people lying on the ground and said contemptuously, "If you don't want to live, go to the north and fight the devils. It's better to die on the battlefield than to be beaten to death for a worthless reputation."

As he spoke, he had already reached the guy with the chains on his hands. He looked at him and asked, "Who told you to bring people to block the road?"

"I……"

Bang.

The man in chains fell to the ground with a slap before he could finish his words.

"You can't even speak clearly, and you still have the nerve to come out and compete for fame and fortune. You are simply ignorant." As he said this, the visitor looked at the man in the white hat and said, "Ye Peide, right?" (Note)

"it's me."

"I've heard of your name for a long time." The man walked under the light, revealing a young and handsome face that was second only to the readers' fathers, and said, "I'm Rosen, an unknown person, but I believe we will meet soon."

"Thank you, Brother Luo, for your help just now." Ye Peide said politely.

"No need." Rosen shook his head and said, "You can handle it without my help, but I just think they are blocking my way."

As he spoke, he pointed to an iron gate next to him, took two steps forward, turned his head and said, "See you later."

With a creak, he pushed the door open and walked in. In the darkness, I could hear him say, "It's raining heavily, it's so damp and wet, and a bunch of people are not sleeping, holding umbrellas and watching people fighting in the yard. Are they sick?"

In the darkness, Ye Peide smiled and suddenly felt that this man was quite interesting.

In the courtyard.

The people who had just accompanied Gong Baosen to watch Ye Peide display his power were stunned. After a long while, they said, "What a great Kung Fu!"

"That's right." Gong Baosen looked at his fellow Nanyue martial artist in front of him, with a helpless smile on his face, and said, "You have good kung fu and strong strength, but you also have a bad temper. You won't even give me face if you say you won't."

At this point, he lowered his voice and said, "To be honest, when I held the retirement ceremony in the north, I wanted him to help me, and I even asked my daughter to take my handwritten letter to invite him."

"In the end, they rejected me outright, saying that it was not interesting and that they had to wait until I retired in the south to watch the fun."

Gong Baosen pointed his finger at Ma San behind him and said, "If it weren't for this, a useless disciple like me wouldn't have assisted me that day."

Ma San was standing behind Gong Baosen holding an umbrella. After hearing this, he hung his head and looked gloomy, but could not say anything.

After seeing Rosen knock down more than a dozen sturdy men with just one step forward, he, who had practiced hard for several years and thought he could avenge his previous defeat in front of Rosen, suddenly felt that hope was slim.

Rosen was too strong. Even if he trained hard for another ten years, he might not be able to beat him. Ma San was disheartened when he thought of this.

Rosen strolled into the main room and saw Gong Er reading a book.

"What are you looking at?" Rosen asked.

"Mr. Sanmu's masterpiece." Gong Er said without raising his head: "When Guo Jing met Huang Rong, they were together for life. Why is it that some people who are also destined to meet each other cannot stay together until old age?"

"Fate also comes early or late." Rosen said calmly, "Don't say you are early, there are others who are earlier. Marriage is not like having a meal. If you come a little late, you can discuss with others to share a table. You are a couple for life, there is nothing you can do about it."

"But Guo Jing can also give up Hua Zheng." Gong Er said hopefully: "The one who comes later may be the right one."

"Not everyone is as slow-witted as Guo Jing. They know whether they like someone or not the first time they see him or her," said Rosen.

Gong Er looked up at him, snorted coldly, threw the book in his hand on the table, turned and left.

"Don't watch it?"

"I won't watch it anymore." Gong Er said without turning his head: "The more I watch, the angrier I get."

"I'm going out to visit an old friend tomorrow. Do you want to come with me?" Rosen asked.

"Not interested in."

Rosen watched her leave, then sat back in her previous seat and picked up the book Heroes of the Desert to read.

Although this book is a borrowed skeleton, he filled it with flesh and blood himself. I didn’t think much of it when I wrote it, but now I think it’s pretty good. I was fascinated by it without realizing it. (Note 2)

She said she was not interested in the evening, but in the morning when Rosen was having breakfast, he saw Gong Er, who was dressed in simple and elegant clothes, but still beautiful.

"What? Changed your mind?" Rosen joked.

"I'm just worried that you got lost and don't know how to get home." Gong Er said this with a smile on his face.

After breakfast, they went out together.

It rained all night yesterday. Although the air was a little humid in the morning, it was quite fresh.

"Where are you going?" Gong Er looked at Rosen and asked, "Who are you going to visit again? Why haven't I heard you mention any old friends here before?"

"Looking for it in Jinshan, remember?" Rosen answered casually while looking at the surrounding streets.

"Him!" Gong Er laughed and said, "That day I brought Uncle Jiang to look for you, but we ran into him and his men. I don't know how we got into a fight."

"Did he fight with you?" Rosen asked.

"Of course not." Gong Er smiled and shook his head, "But he fought with Uncle Jiang twice, neither winning nor losing, but he was caught by Uncle Jiang's monkey."

At this point, she recalled the situation on that day and said, "At that time, he said he wanted to come to the south to make a living. He wouldn't have come to Foshan, right?"

"I don't know either, so I came to look for it."

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