"Decades ago, I went to China because I challenged all the world's top kung fu masters to prove that I was the best kung fu master in the world, and I won easily in other countries. So I set my sights on the great country of kung fu.

After speaking, the old man took a sip of the tea he had just made, and then stared at Zhang Muyang with sharp eyes and said

, "That's Hua Xia"

After speaking, the old man's eyes returned to normal.

"After that, I went to Huaxia and started to challenge all kinds of masters. Although China has long banned martial arts, it is possible to practice some fitness martial arts. But what many people don't know is that there is still a group of people who are still practicing those lethal martial arts, so I don't dare to underestimate the enemy.

"It turns out that Huaxia is indeed a big country of martial arts, even if it is banned, there are many masters. I also went from challenging three people a week to one person every three weeks, because I learned a lot from playing against them, and I needed to digest them, and at the same time, the opponents I challenged were getting stronger and stronger, and I had to recuperate after every fight. "

Hey, grandpa, you... Ah, Grandpa, why are you hitting me?" was just about to interject when the old man struck him in the head with a knife.

"You kid know something, don't interject. "

Ah, isn't Mu Yangjun a child either?"

"Did he interject?"

"This... Hey, got it. "

Come, let's go on, little one, leave him alone.

"Although the people I challenge are getting stronger and stronger, they are not invincible, even if they lose, they are evenly matched, and if I go back to practice and challenge again, I can win again."

"So I was still called an undefeated person at that time

" "When I came to Huaxia in the fourth year, I met a person, I couldn't beat him no matter what, even if I went back on the challenge after half a year of retreat, I still lost miserably.

"At one point, I wanted to give up on me because I couldn't see the light of winning.

"However, I stumbled upon the reason why I had been crushed by that man.

"He used the Taoist martial arts that had been passed down in China for 1,700 years, and unlike other martial arts, it not only practiced martial arts, but also practiced the heart.

"So I humbly pursued my studies, but it turned out that I could not comprehend the essence, and my heart had already lost itself in those victories, and there was another person with whom I was studying, and he was the master. "

Wang Xiangdong

" "Old gentleman, why are you so sure that I am his apprentice?"

"Hahaha, just with that old guy's special hobby. "

Ah, grandpa, Master Mu Yangjun has a special hobby

? "Hmm? Manjiro, haven't you been training too little lately, and you have no place to use your strength, right?"

"Ah, what, grandpa, I'm a little sleepy, I'm going to help my eldest brother clean up the room, you can talk.

Manjiro said as he stepped back, and when he was at the door, he turned sharply, pulled the door open, and ran out.

"Leave him alone, hey, boy. "

Sir, do you have any special hobbies for my master?"

"That old guy doesn't seem to have taught you well, look at your hair, although the Taoist priest's hair should be long, but you are too long, and the old guy likes to keep his hair very long, and ah, this Taoist priest is also particular about tying his hair.

While Sano was speaking, Zhang Muyang also put his hand on his hair, looked at the hair that was nearly one meter long, although it was tied to the top of his head, it was still close to one meter of hair, and began to think about what he just said, "Taoist priests will have long hair, but it will not be as long as you." "

Hey, little one, don't get distracted, come, I'll show you how to tie your hair." "

Oh, thank you, but forget it, after all, what my master taught can't be changed, and if you want to change it, you need the master's consent, thank you for your kindness."

"Hahaha, you little ghost, I'm half of your uncle, I can't change it." Looks like that old guy has a good apprentice.

"That's it, since you don't want to, forget it. I'll talk about you tomorrow, okay, it's time for you to sleep, or you'll be as tall as Manjiro. With

that, the old man also stood up slowly and walked towards the outside of the hall.

Zhang Muyang also got up and followed him, still thinking about what Sano said about the Taoist priest's hair.

"Forget it, when the time comes, go ask Senior Brother, what do you want to do now. "

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