1046: 355.
Young people nowadays are having too much fun, Teacher Li is totally puzzled.
1046: 355.
Young people nowadays are having too much fun, Teacher Li is totally puzzled.
“When I was young, I was in a situation similar to the two of you now, but there were fewer sports students back then, so we had more opportunities to compete, actually, than now.
I even went abroad for exchanges.”
“Of course, I can’t compare to a genuine athlete like you who has won awards and brought glory to our country.”
In the evening, at a snack street food stall on the outskirts of the city, three young people ate skewers and listened to Teacher Li talk about his youth.
Because he “needed a favor,” Bull Bull had already consciously downed a bottle of liquor, which made the conversation flow more smoothly.
Teacher Li placed his cane in his arms, his scholarly face filled with reminiscence.
Especially after finding out Sister Pogranate was a national-level retired athlete, he proactively toasted her, showing great people skills without a trace of the reputed martial artist arrogance.
But he was definitely a man who had been through a lot.
He claid to be only 39 this year, but his hair was already graying, and he would always smile when speaking, looking very approachable.
However, this approachability conflicted with the skillful moves he had just shown; if Bull Bull and Sister Pogranate hadn’t been directed to him by their grandfather, they probably would have assud Old Lee was just an ordinary smiling middle-aged man they passed on the street.
“Teacher Li, were those moves you showed just now from the Southern Sect?”
Sister Pogranate, having had a few drinks herself, saw that the conversation was winding down and shifted to the main topic, asking:
“I’m not sure what your specialty is…”
“I know a little bit of everything, learned a mix.”
Old Lee laughed heartily, a touch of pride in his voice as he said:
“My family’s situation is similar to yours; I started training from a young age and had so talent, but unfortunately, I was born in the wrong era to make a living from it.
I’ve learned a bit of every style you know of.
I ca up North when I got older, wanting to experience the Northern styles, but I chose the wrong opponent.”
“The first place I visited here was your ho.”
“I thought I’d make a na for myself by challenging a tough one, but after Old Master Niu thrashed three tis, I wised up, lost that youthful arrogance, and started to really hone my skills.
I was just starting to get the hang of it.”
“It’s just a pity that I ran into so trouble later on…”
He sighed and patted his leg.
The three youngsters imdiately understood; for soone who practiced martial arts, an injury to the leg usually signaled the end of their “professional career.”
Little Brother Fu, lacking so worldly experience, stood up to toast and quietly asked:
“So, this is like what I imagined, two people agreeing to a fight and then one of them going too far, leading to…”
“You young one sure have a lot of ideas, but your way of thinking is a bit strange.
We live in a society governed by law now; you can’t just go around injuring people willy-nilly.”
Teacher Li wasn’t angry.
His gaze was one of amusent as he clinked glasses with Little Brother Fu and then gradually began to speak with a sly smile:
“However, what you said isn’t completely wrong; I did indeed go around challenging people to fights, but I never lost.
This leg, well, it was from a car accident.
Maybe it was the heavens thinking I was getting too smooth and decided to give a bit of a challenge?”
His attitude was quite positive, joking about himself, and the atmosphere at the table cooled down a little, with Sister Pogranate giving Little Brother Fu a stern look for his faux pas.
But Old Lee, being the eldest, quickly took the initiative to speak:
“What exactly are you three looking for for?
I’ve heard from Master Niu that it’s his no-good grandson wanting to seriously learn boxing?
Isn’t it a bit late to start learning at this age?
Although the moves that young lady there showed were impressive already, and your family has its traditions.
“Do you even need to teach?”
“That was just to fool my grandfather.”
Bull Bull took the lead in explaining the situation he was currently facing, which made Teacher Li frown deeply.
The situation itself wasn’t complicated.
It was primarily just beyond belief, and Old Lee found the idea of a 100% realistic ga incredible.
He glanced at the three people in front of him and, after hesitating for a mont, said:
“I suspect you’ve co all this way just to joke with .
Although I’m a physical education teacher, I do have students who play gas occasionally, and I’ve even been consulted by gaming clubs for tips on finger care.
Are you really sure this kind of technology exists on the market now?”
“It’s true, Teacher Li, we wouldn’t joke about sothing like this, even when we’re just idling around.”
Little Brother Fu hastily said:
“I’ve even raised a Scorpion Lion in there, a combination of a scorpion, bat, and lion.
Now I have to log in at specific tis every day to feed it, just like taking care of a pet.
Look, I even set a photo of riding it as the wallpaper on my phone.”
He turned on his phone, revealing the image of himself looking impressive while riding the Scorpion Lion, but this only confused Teacher Li more.
The clarity of the image didn’t seem like ga graphics he was familiar with, and he might have thought the picture was taken at a zoo if not for Little Brother Fu’s character wearing the Beast Tar-style leather armor.
And indeed, the Scorpion Lion looked majestic, particularly its lively and curious eyes, which didn’t seem fake.
Yet, from the expression on his face, it was clear Teacher Li still didn’t believe it.
Sister Pogranate shook her head and decided to show him sothing more substantial.
She threw down her skewer, wiped her mouth, stood up, went to an open space, took a deep breath, and perford the moves of the Winter Wolf Monk that she rembered.
An expert recognizes the skill in the movent.
After Sister Pogranate executed several techniques, Old Lee’s expression began to change subtly.
He said:
“Is this Xingyi?
But I’ve never seen such a sequence before.
Which style does it belong to?”
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