Ling Chen only felt funny, that Ren Chong was really naïve, did he think that by doing this, he would be able to prevent Tong Zhentian from recruiting registered disciples? Moreover, with Tong Zhentian's character, if he knew that Ren Chong did such a thing, no matter how hard Ren Chong's background was, he would not accept him as a registered disciple.

Practicing martial arts first and practicing virtue, not even the most basic martial virtues, how could Tong Zhentian fall in love with this kind of person.

"Brother Tian, is Tong Lao in the room?"

"Yes. In addition to Tong Lao, the president and vice president of the Wushu Association are all there, and they seem to be discussing something. ”

At this moment, in the spacious and luxurious guest room, Tong Zhentian was wearing a neat Mao suit and sitting on a single sofa. On his left and right, there sat a middle-aged man, all of whom were about forty or fifty years old, full of energy and profound in their hearts, and they knew at a glance that they were masters of the inner family, and they were by no means the kind of people who had vain names.

"Zhou Qian, Ren Han, we are also old acquaintances, I was invited to participate in the meeting this time, mainly to make a little contribution to Chinese martial arts. I'm an old man, and I live for a year, and I don't know if I'll be buried one day. While we still have a little energy, I think we should break the original shackles and create a new martial arts atmosphere, so that Chinese martial arts can become a national sport. In addition, we also have to abandon some old habits, and some real kung fu is all pinched in our hands and refuses to pass it on, which will only make the inheritance of Chinese martial arts broken. ”

Zhou Qian, who is the president of the Wushu Association, smiled: "Elder Tong is right, we really want to abandon bad habits and create a spring for the Chinese martial arts community. It's just that those stereotypes and old habits are deeply ingrained and can't be changed overnight, so I think we can only gradually change everyone's minds and let them understand the current situation of Chinese martial arts. ”

"I agree with President Chow. Ren Han echoed: "Tong Lao, many of the mastery of Chinese martial arts are passed on from master to apprentice, and few people will pass on what they have learned in their lives to the public. To use a simple analogy, this is like a person with a net worth of more than 100 million, do you think he will pass on his wealth to future generations, or will he donate it all? I think that only a very small number of people who have no descendants will choose the latter. ”

Tong Zhentian continued: "So we have to seek change. You two haven't known my old man for a day or two, if it's still the same as before, every meeting is a walk-around form, and there is no change, I will never come to Donghai City and waste time with you. This time, I recruited five registered disciples, just to set an example and pass on all my learning, as for whether they have the qualifications to comprehend, it is another matter. ”

Speaking of this, Tong Zhentian looked at Zhou Qian and said, "Your mastery is the thirty-two Tan legs, as far as I know, none of your apprentices can learn the essence of it." Let me ask you, do you have any reservations when you teach them kung fu?"

"This ......" Zhou Qian smiled, looking a little embarrassed.

Tong Zhentian didn't continue to ask, but turned his gaze to Ren Han on the side, "You are a family heirloom martial arts, I once fought with your father, his Lianyang sword technique is very powerful, if it weren't for his illness and death, there must be a place for him among the current masters of the Heavenly List." There are a total of one hundred and eight moves in the Lianyang Sword Technique, how many moves have you practiced now?"

"Eighty-six tricks ......" When he said this, Ren Han was very ashamed.

"Xiao Zhou, no one has learned your thirty-two Tan legs, because you are desperate and reserved, and you are unwilling to pass on the essence to your apprentices. Once you have any accidents in the future, the 32 road Tan legs will be lost because of you. As for you, Ren Han, the more powerful your kung fu is, the more you pay attention to your understanding, not what you can learn by immersing yourself in hard work. Since neither you nor your son have this understanding, why don't you find another apprentice with good qualifications and pass on the Lianyang Sword Technique? With your current attitude, it will be very difficult to retain half of the Lianyang Sword Technique in many years, let alone one hundred and eight ways. This is a bad habit in our martial arts world, and it must be changed. As the president and vice president of the Wushu Association, it is your responsibility to set an example and let everyone know your determination to reform. ”

Zhou Qian and Ren Han glanced at each other, and hurriedly responded: "Old Tong, don't worry, we will definitely change." ”

"What I want is not rhetoric, but factual change. If you can't make a difference this time, then don't come to me for anything in the future, my old man won't have time to waste with you. ”

"Yes, we won't be perfunctory. Tong Lao, it's not too early, you rest early, we won't bother you. With that, Zhou Qian and Ren Han stood up, said goodbye and prepared to leave.

"Wait!" Tong Zhentian stopped the two and asked, "What's going on outside? ”

Ren Han hurriedly explained: "Elder Tong, didn't you say that you want to recruit a few registered disciples? As soon as the news spread, many people came running, rushing to see you, hoping to become your registered disciples. Even if Tong Lao wants to accept a registered disciple, he doesn't just find someone casually, he must be reviewed, but those people just don't listen, and they have to break in, I have no choice but to let Ren Chong stay outside, so as not to disturb you. Rest first, and I will immediately have them driven out. ”

"It's not 'rushing', it's 'please', do you understand? They are all the future of the martial arts world, you have to be kind and kind to explain it to them, and you can't be rude casually. We are martial artists, not street gangsters, and we have to be reasonable in everything. After a pause, Tong Zhentian continued: "You tell them that I will stay in Donghai City for a few days, and in two days I will find a place to screen it myself." As long as there is a suitable person, I will stay as a registered disciple. ”

"Yes, then you have a good rest, we are out. After speaking, Zhou Qian glanced at Ren Han, and the two walked out of the guest room quickly.

Seeing Zhou Qian and the others walking out of the guest room, Ren Chong, who was leaning against the wall, immediately greeted him, "Dad, Uncle Zhou." ”

Ren Han glanced at the crowded corridor and said softly, "Drive these people out, don't let them disturb Tong Lao's rest." ”

"Understood. Ren Chong nodded, and immediately made a gesture to the men in suits. Soon, several stout men in suits formed a human wall and rushed towards the crowd opposite.

Although some of the people gathered in the corridor had practiced martial arts, the men in those suits were not simple people, and they knew that they were masters who had practiced external skills for many years at a glance. Under their collision, everyone was like wheat blown by the wind, and they were instantly overwhelmed.

(End of chapter)