Chapter 334: After the madness, only the ordinary remained
"Um, sir, does our home look like it still has anything like what you're talking about?"
You Ye gestured toward the house.
They lived in a village on the outskirts of Gaocheng. His father now grew vegetables in greenhouses, tending his crops to cultivate a little peace of mind. His temper had mellowed considerably over the years, but he still detested things like martial arts.
Old Master Mo looked inside. The house was full of farming tools. The only things with even a passing resemblance to a staff were the hoes and shovels.
"You... you've just let your family's martial arts die out? Don't tell me you don't know any staff techniques!"
You Ye shook his head.
"I really don't. I learned a few moves as a kid, but nothing with a staff. Just some punches and kicks for keeping fit."
One glance told Old Master Mo that You Ye had a decent foundation, but his muscles weren't firm enough. He probably worked in an office too.
"What a pity, what a pity. You Xianquan was a fine fighter, known for his Leaf-Sweeping Mad Flower technique. To think his descendants haven't inherited any of his skills. Ah!"
The old man shook his head and sighed. This was the sorrow of the older generation of martial artists. Their killing moves were no match for modern weapons, and even putting on a performance required a genuine expert to bring those techniques to life.
Famous arts like tai chi fared somewhat better, but even some martial arts considered peerless skills could barely provide a living. There was no way to sustain their transmission.
Even in the reasonably well-off Mo Family, the sword techniques of their lineage were only passed down within the household, and