Chapter 24: Teacher or student?

Ye Wen slapped him with a palm, Ben Xun thought that this man would immediately stop his palm and save himself, and then he could change his moves and use the change that this man used just now to repel him.

But he forgot that with his current skills, even if he was willing to let go, he could only put in a little effort, but these people could not resist it. His palm actually contained the wind of the palm, which had already shocked the man. At this time, he was even more at a loss. Thanks to Ye Wen's palm being held in time, he did not really hit him.

Even so, the man took several big steps in a row. Everyone said that he was knocked back by Ye Wen's palm, and only he himself knew that Ye Wen's palm had not touched him yet. Half of the retreating steps was shocked, and the other half was shocked.

"Are you okay? Are you injured?" The ponytail girl held her friend and immediately observed her, for fear that her friend would be injured. She saw that the clothes on her lower abdomen were tightly pressed against her body, forming a palm print. The girl was also shocked: "So amazing?"

I didn't expect that my friend then said, "He didn't hit me..."

"Then this palm print..."

"That was the pressure from this human palm wind. He stopped before hitting me. It was me who was scared to take so many steps back!"

As soon as this said, the girl with ponytail was even more shocked. She felt that her friend must have been beaten to death. Otherwise, how could she say these messy and unreasonable words: "Do you think this is a martial arts novel? You can make a mark on you with palm press?"

The man shut up and thought that what had just happened was too incredible, but he naturally knew his body best. Ye Wen's palm did not touch him and then took it back.

As for the other side, he also thought it through. It was not in vain for more than ten years of practice. Although he was still not sure which one was correct, even if he could fight back with that palm, if he had such strength, he would probably fall down if he had such strength.

"I don't understand one more thing!"

Ye Wen nodded: "Ask!"

"You said that the Prajna Palm wins with strength, but why did my ancestors ask the descendants to fight faster, the better, and the more complicated, the better?"

The inheritance of Kung Fu is no more than other things, especially the main theme of Kung Fu is rarely lost. If the main theme is lost, it is no different from the completely lost skill, so the moves may be lost. However, as long as the characteristics of Kung Fu are passed down, there will be few major changes.

Ye Wen didn't know why this happened, but he still guessed several answers. One of them was that the ancestors of this man did not formally pass on this set of palm techniques, either learned secretly or looked at them from other places. He only knew the truth but did not know the reason, so he made a set of Prajna palms like this.

However, this kind of meaning of a dirty ancestor is not easy to say in public, so he answered the man with another possibility: "Because the fight is fast, the fight is complicated and more beautiful..."

There is no need to say more about the people around. Everyone understood what Ye Wen meant when they heard it! It was nothing more than that the ancestors of this man might have made a living by selling their skills when they were in a downturn, so they had to use a set of strong and powerful Prajna palms to make this look. Later, in order to make more money, they mislead a set of palm techniques.

"this……"

Although it was all speculation, it was reasonable. Moreover, Ye Wen had just personally asked the man to experience the true power of the Prajna Palm. He asked himself that he would never be able to use such a powerful power, and Ye Wen gave him the feeling that he should have been like this as soon as he came out of his palm. This man has practiced martial arts for more than ten years and has some intuition about martial arts.

So now, this man has basically believed what Ye Wen said, and even has the idea of ​​going back to practice the kung fu he passed down from his family.

He was like this, and the brother who was bombarded with him also came up to ask Ye Wen for advice: "I wonder what is wrong with the stick method passed down by my family?"

"You are not a stick method... If I'm not mistaken, it should be a set of skill in using a spear. It is naturally wrong for you to use a stick method to make this skill!"

Ye Wen couldn't use a spear, but he was still a great sect in that world and had many connections with the court. He had also seen some generals using this spear (there are border troops in Pingzhou), and he roughly knew how to use it.

The spear is very similar. In the early days, the spear and spear pointed to a weapon, but it gradually became a weapon.

This man's tricks and postures of using sticks are not stick tricks, but they are similar to the horse-level kung fu in the battle formation. Unfortunately, he had a good set of kung fu and turned it into stick tricks. The subtleties of it are difficult to show. Because he changed from the ground to the ground, many of the tricks have been adjusted to lose their original power!

Ye Wen always felt something was wrong when he first went to see it. Later, when he saw one of the moves he used, he realized that the man was using - at that time, the man was rolling and sweeping. If he could draw a piece of dust on the land, this move was different from the drag in the stick method. It was simply a slash that was high and down in the horse battle. At this time, he came back to his senses and thought about the strange tricks before and then he could see the origin of this kung fu.

"Your skill... is useless to practice, but it's a pity to abandon it... If you can find the original trick, you can still pass on the kung fu for our ancestors! What a pity..."

The man then understood what Ye Wen asked him to ask before stepping down: "Do you have other kung fu to pass on you?" for the sake of it? I want to ask if the original tricks of this set of martial arts were preserved.

Thinking of this, this man felt a little ashamed. He felt that the good skills passed down by his ancestors were not only not able to learn well, but also learned them in a mess, really embarrassing way for his ancestors. At this time, he didn't have any doubts at all, but he remembered that when he was a child, his grandfather always said to him: "Our ancestors have been a general..." That sentence came.

Seeing that Ye Wen calmed down the resentment of the two men, the ponytail girl stopped making trouble at this time. Instead, she was curious that this young man who looked as big as her was so powerful. She even recognized the skill that had been changed beyond recognition?

"Isn't it just a random word?"

The more I thought about it, the more I felt that this was possible. But my two friends didn't care about it anymore. It seemed a bit inappropriate for her to continue making trouble, so she stepped aside and just watched Ye Wen continue to interview those martial arts teachers, hoping to see the scene of Ye Wen making a fool of himself.

Fortunately, although my two friends were not selected, I felt that staying here seemed to learn a lot and gained knowledge: it was not easy to see so many martial arts masters showing their martial arts together, let alone the scene? So I had no objection to staying here, so I stayed here and watched it all the time.

Ye Wen worked hard for half a day before he interviewed all the martial arts teachers who came to interview. However, a few of them upset him, especially a guy who claimed to have won the ranking in the regional Sanda competition. He had to say that his recruitment had a shady scene! Otherwise, why would he not even look at the election as soon as he signed up for the title?

"I teach traditional martial arts here, and I don't teach Sanda!"

My mentality is: Is there any use to teach that? Is it useful to ask my disciples to fight with others when I ask them to pay attention to the rules and be careful not to foul?

"How could those scheming just now be better than me?"

The man was also very angry. He started to mock him as soon as he opened his mouth. Everyone present turned their eyes to this guy, and his eyes were like a knife, as if he wanted to sway this man.

He also realized that his words seemed to have aroused public anger, but he shouted out and it was not easy to take them back. But he was not stupid and pointed his gun at Ye Wen: "Didn't you show your ability just now? Come up and gesture with me! I want you to see the power of Sanda!"

"Hey, what's wrong with me today?" Ye Wen sneered: "Maybe I look very bullied?"

He was just talking casually, and didn't go to tell anyone specifically. It just happened that there were a few martial arts teachers who had just applied for the job. Although these people were not all tall and big, they also showed strong tendons, which was comparable to Ye Wen...

"Principal! You look like those white and tender college students today, and you are indeed not majestic enough..."

I don’t know who said he really answered it. Now that he felt that such a person could no longer hold it back, he laughed loudly, and Ye Wen was so angry that he turned into a blushing face, and he turned from a young white face to a small Guan Gong.

"Hey? Be angry? Be angry, come and gesture!" This Sanda master named Guan Jie threw away his things and packages, and then took out a few boxing gloves from it: "Do you want me to lend you a pair? Forgot, you can't seem to use this thing..."

"No need! Just fight like that!"

Ye Wen saw that since he didn't know what was wrong, he didn't have to hold back! Although he wouldn't kill this guy with just one sword, he would have to suffer a little.

In addition, after just a little movement with a few people, he roughly understood his current strength and how much force should he use to prevent him from actually beating him to death.

The two of them stood opposite each other, Guan Jie put on his posture and tried it forward and backward for a while, but saw Ye Wen not moving, but just naturally lowered his hands and then stood there.

"Tsk, are you here as a master with me?"

There is always such description in martial arts novels: Although this person is just standing casually, it seems that there are flaws everywhere, but when someone looks carefully, he finds that there is no flaw at all, and he doesn't know how to take action for a moment...

Guan Jie often reads martial arts novels, and is naturally familiar with this kind of plot. He once fantasized that he could scare away a bunch of people in just one stop. However, after studying for so many years, he had long understood that these things were nonsense. Ye Wen’s current situation is not without any flaws in his eyes. Instead, it should be that there are flaws everywhere in his body. There are so many flaws that he doesn’t know where to start!

"Such a good opportunity, I'll give you a ruthless one!"

Guan Jie suddenly stepped forward, punched a straight punch with his left fist, and then followed with his right foot. He was confident that his extremely fast straight punch must have attracted Ye Wen's attention. Then this whip leg was enough to make this man make a fool of himself - just make a fool of himself. If he beat him too hard, he would be in trouble.

He thought so, but he never expected that he would see Ye Wen wave his hand and hit the weak point on his arm as soon as he hit the punch. His straight punch was directly photographed aside.

The first punch was cracked. Although Guan Jie's subsequent whip leg was used, his body was tilted, and the whip leg that was originally aiming at Ye Wen's plate was raised and he grabbed Ye Wen's waist.

This happened so quickly that almost no one responded. The whip leg had already arrived beside Ye Wen, but Ye Wen still did not dodge. He just raised his left hand slightly and then gently patted it down.

Guan Jie felt that his right ankle seemed to be hit by a huge force. The huge pain not only made his breathing mess, but even the right leg was knocked back by the huge force. This was not the end, and his whole leg was even raised back. If it hadn't been for the fact that he had recovered his balance with this huge force and stopped his castration, Ye Wen's palm might have directly made him turn around on the spot.

There was a faint cold sweat on his forehead. When Ye Wen slapped his ankle, he could see clearly. He thought that Ye Wen was just to resist his leg, but he did not expect that this person would have such a great force with such a light slap. Could it be that this person actually mastered the profound skills of the inch-force in the internal martial arts and could burst out with powerful force at a very small distance?

Although he was a little unbelievable, everything that happened just now told him that all this was true. Moreover, the huge pain from his right ankle made him even his footwork a little confused. If it were all fake, then the injury on his foot could not have been accidentally twisted, right?

Ye Wen casually resolved Guan Jie's offensive with two palms, then stepped forward, shortening the distance between the two of them to the distance just now. Then he slapped out one after another. The two palms were not fast, and it looked like the same as the old man and the other. Guan Jie was puzzled about what he was doing, but he didn't expect that Ye Wen's two palms seemed unhappy, but in just a flash of sight, he had already pressed on his shoulder.

Then another huge force came. Guan Jie couldn't hold on any of the words this time. After he took a lot of steps back, he sat on the ground and could no longer get up.

At this time, everyone around came up to take a look and saw two clear handprints on Guan Jie's shoulders, which were slamming someone's hand-shaped bricks on his shoulders. But Ye Wen's palms seemed not to have used any force?

Everyone who understands kung fu is present, and they can understand the key point just by thinking about it. Moreover, the kung fu is said to be hard or soft when practicing deep into it, and the force produced is also hard and soft. Ye Wen's momentum was obviously a technique that was soft and hard. It looks soft but the force produced is extremely strong.

If you have such cultivation, you are all well-known martial arts masters in the country. The principal who doesn’t want to recruit everyone is actually such a master.

The teachers who had been hired were also surprised. After looking at each other, they finally fell on two of them. One of them was good at Wing Chun and the other was good at Mian Palm. I won’t talk about Mian Palm. Although they are different from Ye Wen’s routine, they are somewhat similar. The inch strength of Wing Chun’s fist is also famous all over the world. However, judging from the incredible expressions of these two people, it is estimated that these two people will not be able to practice their kung fu to the level of Ye Wen.

"What is our principal's origin? He has such a deep skill?"

There are not many people in the martial arts world who can practice kung fu to this level, but most of them are well-known figures or some seniors in their seventies and eighties. Ye Wen... Although he heard that he is over thirty years old, he is still very young in the martial arts world.

At this time, Ye Wen said to Guan Jie: "The injury on your shoulder is nothing big. You can recover after going back for two days. It's just that your arms can't use strength in the past few days! As for the ankle, it's okay even if you ignore it!"

Ye Wen just wanted to teach this guy a lesson. It would be enough to give him some pain, and it didn't hurt him!

Then Guan Jie knew the greatness at this time, and then he realized that the person standing in front of him was a real martial arts master. Thinking of the first time, he felt that this person's casual standing posture was full of flaws. What an ignorant idea was that?

At this moment, Ye Wen overlapped with the figures of the masters and predecessors in countless martial arts novels. Guan Jie actually had the urge to become a disciple: "Maybe I will regret it for the rest of my life if I missed this opportunity!" However, he couldn't use his hands and couldn't get up at all, so he could only look at Ye Wen.

"What do you want to say?"

"I...I..." Guan Jie originally wanted to accept me as his disciple! But he had just spoken rudely to others, and even if he wanted to become a disciple, he might not be able to accept him. But Guan Jie's head was fast enough. Isn't this person just trying to open a martial arts school? Isn't it better to come to school by himself! At that time, he would sway in front of this master every day, and maybe he would really accept himself!

"I'm going to go to this school!"

As soon as this said, everyone was stunned. Even Ye Wen didn't expect Guan Jie to say this. But then he understood what the guy was thinking and cursed in his heart: "It's smart enough!" But he did not refuse, but just said lightly: "My school is going to accept students. If you want to come to school, just sign up when the official enrollment is officially launched!"

Unexpectedly, Guan Jie said again: "Can't you go through the back door?"

Everyone laughed at this moment, thinking that they could not leave so blatantly even when they walked through the back door, right? However, as soon as this sentence came out, many people who came to apply for the job but were beaten also had thoughts in their hearts, thinking that if they could enter this school, even if they could learn a little bit of fur with the principal, it would be enough for them to benefit themselves for the rest of their lives. Why wouldn’t they come to this school like those who practice Sanda?
Chapter completed!