Fang Lang's words reminded everyone in the room of what they had seen in the news about the huge fire near the Imperial Palace in Tokyo, Japan.
Xiao Lin, the guy who brought everyone here, was stunned and stammered:
"Master Fang, are you talking about the fire near the Japanese Imperial Palace?"
Fang Lang did not answer the waiter's question, but just smiled.
Instead, he grabbed Lilith's hand and comforted her.
Lilith was obviously frightened by Fang Lang's words.
Fang Lang also didn't expect that this incident would be spread as news in the United States by American reporters.
As a result, when Fang Lang mentioned setting fire in Japan, everyone looked at him with shocked expressions.
"My dear, what do you see in the news in America?"
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Lilith answered every question Fang Lang asked, with a shocked expression on her face.
"Didn't the news say that it was done by Japanese soldiers who were against Japan's surrender?"
Fang Lang nodded quickly and said:
"That's right, it was the Japanese who set the fire. It has nothing to do with me. The arson I'm talking about has nothing to do with this place."
Hearing Fang Lang's words, Lilith glared at Fang Lang, clearly not understanding what was going on.
She had also experienced war, but she was not so saintly as to think that Fang Lang's behavior was wrong.
Everyone else in the room had an expression of "do you think I believe it?"
Li Yunze was very surprised. He didn't expect that the young man in front of him was actually a colonel.
He also served in the Pacific War, although he denied any involvement in front of his woman.
But Li Yun was sure that it was the young man in front of him who did it.
"Mr. Fang, if the Japanese want to attack someone close to you, I will take charge of the job.
Starting today, let my two daughters stay by your husband's side and protect his safety."
Fang Lang didn't expect Li Yunze to be so straightforward. He thought about it and shook his head:
"Don't worry, Mr. Li. I came here today mainly because I heard that you are a real martial artist.
As I just said, I am a soldier myself and I am very interested in fighting skills.
So, I want to come and ask you about your Kung Fu. I don’t know.”
There were some things Fang Lang didn't know whether he should say them or not, after all, he wasn't very clear about the rules among the people in this era.
If you are not careful, it will be embarrassing for others to mistakenly think that you are here to challenge or challenge someone.
Hearing Fang Lang's words, Li Yun bowed and said:
“To be honest, I inherited this from my uncle Li Shuwen, who mainly practiced Bajiquan and the spear.
I dare not say that I have mastered all the skills, but I have already mastered about 70% of them."
Fang Lang felt that the name Li Shuwen sounded very familiar, although he was not sure how powerful the other party was.
However, the name that made him remember should be a great figure who had left his name in history, so the other party directly reported the name.
At the very least, it means that this person has a very high status and identity in the martial arts world.
I don’t know this person’s name, but Fang Lang knows Bajiquan!
In my previous life, I heard that "a Tai Chi practitioner can stay at home for ten years but a Baji practitioner can kill someone in one year", although I have never seen it myself.
However, Fang Lang could also draw a conclusion from this sentence, that is, Bajiquan must have very strong practical combat capabilities.
Unfortunately, the soldiers under Fang Lang were all military men and had only received combat training in the military, so there were no real combat masters among them.
Fang Lang himself had learned some martial arts from his grandfather, so he could only bow and say:
"Boy, when I was a kid, I practiced martial arts for a while with the elders in my family.
I wonder if I could ask Mr. Li for some advice. "
Li Yunze understood that this was a test from the other party, so he did not say anything polite, let alone ask his children to help him.
After all, the person in front of him was not here to challenge or cause trouble.
If you let the younger generation take action, it may seem disrespectful.
“I didn’t expect that Mr. Fang’s family background in learning was actually that of a fellow practitioner.
In that case, how about we go to the inner room and lend a hand?"
He didn't expect that the other party would actually want to go to the inner room with him. Fang Lang quickly realized that the other party was worried that he would lose face in front of his subordinates.
The other person's family is here and it's impossible for them to do anything to me.
Fang Lang didn't hesitate, he just stood up and waved his hand:
"please!"
After saying this, he waved his hand, indicating that everyone didn't need to follow in.
Li Yunze also spread his hands and pointed towards the room:
"please!"
When I entered the room, I saw that it should be a place for patients to lie down and rest. The space was not big and there was only a single bed.
The two stood opposite each other and bowed to each other. Li Yun said very formally:
"Cangzhou Baguazhang, Li Yunze, I want to learn from you!"
But Fang Lang doesn’t have any sect!
I could only imitate him and bowed:
"Fang Lang, a newcomer, please teach me!"
Others say asking for advice is a polite way of speaking, but Fang Lang means asking for advice.
As soon as he finished speaking, Fang Lang discovered that the opponent's momentum was fierce. Fang Lang felt that the opponent seemed to have turned into a tiger and pounced on him.
Fang Lang suddenly felt a sense of alarm in his heart and instinctively dodged to the side. He felt a gust of wind brushing past his left shoulder, making the hairs on his body stand on end. It was obviously quite dangerous.
Just when Fang Lang was about to congratulate himself for his quick reaction, the opponent had already changed from chopping to sweeping.
Fang Lang stretched out his arm to block, but with just a slight touch, Fang Lang felt something was wrong.
Because Fang Lang's arm did not feel much pain, but his whole body was swept away and pressed against the wall. A breath of foul air was stuck in his chest, and he almost suffocated to death.
At this moment Fang Lang had only one feeling: could this be internal strength?
Is there really inner strength in this world?
When Li Yunze saw Fang Lang sticking to the wall, he did not attack again, but looked at Fang Lang with a little surprise.
Fang Lang didn't know what the other party was surprised about.
After exhaling the foul air in his chest, he regained his stance and said:
"Come again."
After saying that, without caring about the other party's reaction, he rushed forward and punched the other party in the neck.
Unfortunately, Li Yunze did not dodge or evade. He turned his body and head to avoid Fang Lang's attack.
When Fang Lang was about to change his tactics, he found that the opponent had already crashed into his arms.
Without seeing any movement from the other party, Fang Lang felt as if a bomb had exploded in his arms, and he was blown away by the shock wave.
It was pasted on the wall again.
This time it was no longer a stuffy feeling in the chest, but it felt like all the bones in the body were about to fall apart, and I fell directly from the wall to the ground.
It took me a long while to come back to my senses.
He saw Li Yunze extending his hand towards him, grabbed it, and was pulled up by the other party.
"Mr. Li, is this internal energy? Is there really such a thing as internal energy in the world?"
Li Yunze smiled and said:
“I don’t know what internal strength you are talking about, for me it is a technique of using strength.
But I haven't mastered this yet. I remember when my uncle leaned against the city wall like I did just now, bricks on the wall would break and fall off."
Fang Lang felt that his worldview had been refreshed. Could it be that he had traveled through to a world of advanced martial arts?
"Master Li, are there many masters like you?"
At this moment Fang Lang was really nervous. If there were really many masters like him, he should consider changing his development path.
"Haha... Mr. Fang, don't be nervous. Practicing martial arts is not easy. People without a family background have no chance to learn kung fu.
As far as I know, the number of masters who can reach my uncle's level can be counted on one hand."
"Who has such skills as you?"
"I'm not sure about this, but judging from the inheritance between our masters, there should be only about thirty or forty people!"
Li Yunze's words finally made Fang Lang breathe a sigh of relief.
He was afraid that this was a martial arts world where masters were everywhere and innate talents were as numerous as dogs.
"I wonder how powerful your daughter is compared to you!"
Li Yun thought for a moment and said:
"It's hard to say how many levels of power he has, but he should have no problem taking on two or three people like you."
This is a bit heartbreaking! It's hard to respond!
Fang Lang looked embarrassed. He originally thought that since he had learned some Kung Fu from his grandfather since he was a child, he could kill enemies and survive on the battlefield. He was definitely a master.
At least it won’t be too bad. I just found out today that I can’t beat either of the two little girls.
After thinking for a while, Fang Lang said:
"Master Li, do I still have a chance to learn your Kung Fu?"
Li Yunze didn't expect that Fang Lang would suddenly ask this question.
After looking Fang Lang up and down for a few times, he said:
“You should have practiced basic skills for a period of time when you were a child, so it’s not impossible for you to practice now.
But you probably don’t have that much time to practice martial arts!”
It is a rare opportunity for Fang Lang to meet a real, living martial arts master. This is every boy's dream. How can he be immune to this?
If Fang Lang fails to seize this opportunity, he will regret it to death.
“It doesn’t matter, let’s not talk about how far we can practice to.
As long as there is still a chance to become a master like you, you can't give up, right?
Let me put it this way! I know that someone in the United States is looking for trouble with you and your family.
I believe that with my ability, I should be able to help you settle this matter.
But after all, the United States still doesn't have many of its own people.
I am now seeing a large number of people immigrating from my hometown to Brazil, and by then there will be a large number of Chinese communities and even towns in Brazil.
I wonder if you are interested in settling down in Brazil.
I dare not say anything else, but at least I can guarantee that no one dares to discriminate against our Chinese compatriots in my territory. "
Li Yunze was stunned by Fang Lang's words.
"Aren't you here to find someone to protect your girlfriend?"
"This is not a conflict! I think your skills are so good, you should pass on this skill.
Now with the popularization of guns and cannons, fewer and fewer people are willing to calm down and practice practical kung fu.
I think Kung Fu is not only used to strengthen the body, but also to improve people's physical fitness and self-confidence.
If you are willing, I would like to open a Bajiquan gym in Brazil and ask you to teach Bajiquan, is that okay? "
Fang Lang just thought of something that happened at the right time.
Unfortunately, Li Yunze seemed to have little interest in opening a school abroad and recruiting disciples. He shook his head and said:
“If I want to open a school and recruit disciples, I have to go back to my hometown.
If I go abroad to recruit apprentices, wouldn't that mean I'm passing on my ancestors' skills to these foreigners?"
Fang Lang didn't expect that Mr. Li would have such traditional ideas.
He smiled and said:
"Master Li, don't worry, we can only accept Chinese apprentices!
I have now concentrated all the Chinese immigrants in several places, and I will then arrange for your boxing gym to be located in our Chinatown.
We Chinese are a vulnerable group overseas, so we definitely need to learn some martial arts so as not to be afraid of being bullied by foreigners, right?
At the same time, it can also allow the skills of our ancestors to flourish among overseas Chinese.”
After Fang Lang's earnest persuasion, Master Li was finally convinced by Fang Lang to go to Brazil to open a Bajiquan gym, and Fang Lang would become the eldest brother of this gym.
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