Old Feng's Martial Arts School

"Understand!"

Fate is something that cannot be forced. Although Su Ziyang didn't know how Old Feng judged whether there was a master-disciple relationship, Old Feng must have his own methods.

Seeing Su Ziyang's calm demeanor, Old Feng was overjoyed. He had been worried that his rejection of Su Ziyang would upset Su Ziyang, or even Yang Tianzheng.

However, seeing Su Ziyang's expression and demeanor, Old Feng knew that Su Ziyang was overthinking things.

"Please continue, Uncle Feng."

Su Ziyang still wanted to know what happened next.

"Because I was really bored and restless at the time, I agreed to learn this kung fu from him. But this person wouldn't let me call him master."

"Later, every time my master went down the mountain, after I finished practicing Xinyiba, he would suddenly appear and teach me some details of the practice, that is, how to practice the Water and Fire Kung Fu step by step. At the time, he said that this thing could wade through water and stir up fire, but I didn't believe it."

"The teacher led me to a stream in the mountains. He scooped up some water with his hands, and it instantly boiled. Then he scooped up another handful, and it instantly froze."

"Only then did I believe it, so I followed him to practice day and night. I can tell you one thing: Fire Skill are practiced facing the sun, and Water Skill are practiced facing the moon. As for what you'll see after you've mastered them, it's like what you just saw. However, my teacher's skills are far superior to mine; I've never boiled the water."

That's all I can tell you, child.

Old Feng has already done enough by saying this much.

Su Ziyang understood that it was time to end the conversation here.

Old Feng opened a boxing gym, teaching wrestling and traditional martial arts routines.

When Su Ziyang arrived, Old Feng specially gave his students a day off and accompanied Su Ziyang for a stroll and a meal.

This afternoon, after things were brought up, Su Ziyang insisted on going to Old Feng's boxing gym to take a look.

Children gradually entered the classroom to study; the oldest child looked to be in junior high school, while the youngest was probably only in first or second grade.

Old Feng's boxing gym doesn't teach Xinyiba martial arts), it only teaches traditional martial arts routines and traditional China wrestling.

While the children practiced their basic skills, Old Feng led Su Ziyang around the gym to look at the equipment, such as swords, spears, and halberds.

The variety of weapons on the weapons rack dazzled Su Ziyang, who took out his phone and kept taking pictures.

"Uncle Feng, are there any children you like here?"

Su Ziyang looked at the group of children practicing basic skills and said softly to Old Feng.

Old Feng smiled, shook his head, and didn't say anything.

"Well."

Su Ziyang couldn't share Old Feng's sorrow; the most terrible thing is having no successor.

However, Su Ziyang knew that Old Feng shouldn't be in such a hurry. Old Feng was still young, at least much younger than the grandmaster who was going to send out the Flying Sword.

"I guess I'll eventually meet the right person."

Su Ziyang sat on a bench nearby and spoke softly to Old Feng.

"I hope so."

Old Feng nodded.

Hey! What are you two doing?

As the two were talking, they suddenly saw two children, about eight or nine years old, fighting.

To be honest, their fighting style was quite impressive, using moves from wrestling.

However, this wasn't a normal sparring match; it was a fight.

The young man in the blue training uniform looked more muscular and was slightly taller.

The reason why skills exist in this world is because they are used to achieve victory with fewer resources and overcome stronger opponents.

Although the boy in the blue training uniform was taller, he clearly lacked the skill of the other boy in the red training uniform during their shoving and fighting.

Su Ziyang has a sharp eye; his judgment was spot on.

Old Feng had just finished shouting when the kid in the red training uniform did a lying-down move, and "plop," the kid in the blue training uniform was thrown to the ground.

Based on Su Ziyang's experience of fighting in school when he was a child, usually if one of them was knocked down, the fight was over.

Su Ziyang thought that was the end of it, but Su Ziyang realized he had really gotten old.

I don't know what conflict happened between the two, but this young man in the red training uniform is really ruthless.

Taking down his opponent wasn't enough; before the opponent could react, Bangbang delivered two punches to the little boy in the blue shirt lying on the ground.

The child in the blue shirt was hit and immediately covered his face. Fortunately, the blow wasn't too strong, and there was no bleeding.

But what happened next stunned Su Ziyang: the young man in the red training uniform actually jumped up and stomped on the head of the man in the blue training uniform.

Seeing that things were going badly, Su Ziyang rushed over and caught the red-uniformed child who was about to jump onto the other's head, pulling him aside.

Su Ziyang moved with ghostly speed. Uncle Feng didn't have Su Ziyang's speed, but when he saw Su Ziyang carry the child to the side, he instantly breathed a sigh of relief.

Nowadays, most children are only children and are spoiled at home. It's already quite an achievement to send them here to practice martial arts and improve their physical fitness.

If something were to happen at the boxing gym, not only Old Feng, but no one else could bear the responsibility.

Although nothing serious happened, the lingering fear made Old Feng very angry. So Old Feng helped the child in the blue training uniform to the side, then pointed at the child in the red training uniform and shouted loudly.

"Xu Jialiang, what's wrong with you? I've explained the rules of competitive sports: if you fall, the opponent loses, and you're not allowed to attack. And you still jumped up and kicked him in the head! Who taught you that? If you keep doing this, you should have your dad take you home as soon as possible!!!"

The child in the red training uniform who was being carried aside by Su Ziyang is named Xu Jialiang.

After Xu Jialiang carried Su Ziyang aside, he seemed to still be angry. Taking advantage of Old Feng and Su Ziyang's inattention, he bypassed the two and rushed to the boy in the blue training uniform who had just stood up.

Thump!

With a kick to the stomach, Xu Jialiang brought down the already frightened boy in the blue training uniform. After the boy fell to the ground, Xu Jialiang didn't stop, and kicked him in the stomach like a soccer ball.

"Wow!"

The child in the blue training uniform burst into tears.

"Holy crap... these young people these days..."

Su Ziyang was completely dumbfounded.

Old Feng was close to the boy in the blue training uniform and grabbed Xu Jialiang's clothes, who was about to kick him.

"Xu Jialiang!"

Old Feng's roar made the glass vibrate. Only then did Xu Jialiang stop, standing aside with his head drooping and his eyes looking elsewhere.

Why did you hit him! I pulled you away, and you still came up and hit him.

The children here have been studying here for a long time, and Old Feng basically knows their temperaments and personalities. So, besides being angry, Old Feng still wanted to figure out what had made Xu Jialiang so angry.

He insulted me, he called me a bastard, and said my mother was a mistress!

Xu Jialiang's eyes welled up with tears after being yelled at by Old Feng, and he looked extremely aggrieved.

"Li Chong!"

Old Feng turned around speechlessly and looked at the child in the blue training uniform who was being helped up by several other children.