“Master Ye, good morning.”
Early morning, Manhattan, Chinatown.
Dressed in a black Tang suit, Ye Wen walked on the street. Facing the warm greetings from the nearby residents, he kept an elegant smile on his face and nodded lightly.
“Good morning.”
A middle-aged man in his 50s or 60s asked with a smile.
“Master Ye, it’s so early today.”
“I’ve been accustomed to it for decades, and I can’t change it.” Ye Wen stopped, replied to the man, and then opened an old martial arts hall next to the herbal medicine shop. It seemed that the original owner was also a martial arts teacher, but he taught karate.
“Decades?”
Hearing Ye Wen’s words, the middle-aged man glanced at the man in Tang suit in front of him with a somewhat surprised expression: “I think Master Ye is quite young.”
“It just looks.” Ye Wen didn’t say much about this, but just smiled vaguely and said, “Maybe it’s because of the years of martial arts training, and he looks a little younger than he looks.”
“Practicing martial arts has this effect.”
Hearing this, the middle-aged man couldn’t help but half-jokingly and half-seriously: “If I have time, I will also go to Master Ye to learn some kung fu.”
“You are always welcome.”
After chatting a few words with the owner of the herbal medicine store next door, Ye Wen came to the martial arts hall.
The space in the martial arts hall is not large. There is a wooden doll on the left side. This is what he bought from a nearby timber shop two days ago and made himself. Although as a clone, he does not sail against the current. This statement, but in order to maintain its image as a Penglai warrior, it was specially prepared.
A morning passed.
There was never a single guest in the martial arts hall.
I heard from the residents here that more than ten years ago, due to the popularity of kung fu, martial arts halls were opened everywhere in Chinatown. Pursue your kung fu dream. No matter, there have been changes in recent years. Fighting skills and boxing have become mainstream, but kung fu is not as loud as it used to be.
Especially small martial arts gyms like the ones opened in Chinatown have been in a difficult situation and ushered in a wave of closures.
However, Ye Wen, who was a clone, didn’t care too much about this.
Li Ran arranged for the clone to be in Chinatown, not to open a martial arts hall to do business.
In the afternoon, in the martial arts hall.
Ip Man Wai pretended to practice Wing Chun techniques in front of the wooden pile.
“Is Master Kim there?”
From outside the door, there was a sudden inquiry.
Stopping the Wing Chun in his hand, Ye Wen turned his head to look at the young white man who appeared at the door, and replied, “If you mean the one from the martial arts hall, he has stopped doing it, and it is said that he has enough money. After getting the money, I want to go back to my own country to do business.”
“shit, I should have found out, that guy didn’t teach me anything from the beginning, and I still foolishly believe that he has some powerful secret tricks, and he still has his eyelids after paying so much money. Run away from below!” Hearing Ye Wen’s answer, the expression on the white man’s face couldn’t help but change, anger mixed with shock.
It seems that he was deceived by the owner of the martial arts gym here before.
Ip Man is not surprised by this. Originally, it was very suspicious for a Korean to open a karate gym.
The other party has already run away, and it is useless to scold like this. The young white man obviously wanted to understand this. He couldn’t help but stop his scolding, looked up at the situation in the martial arts hall, and was immediately arrested. The wooden dummy stakes on one side attract the past.
This was something he had never seen before when he came to the martial arts hall.
Half curious and half puzzled, the young white man couldn’t help but leaned over, looked at the odd-looking wooden stump and asked, “What is this?”
“Wooden figurines, specially used for martial arts.”
Turning back, he glanced at the expression of the white man, and Ye Wen replied indifferently.
“Practice martial arts, just rely on this piece of wood that doesn’t move?”
Obviously, the young white man didn’t really believe Ye Wen’s answer, especially since he had just experienced a kung fu scam: “It seems that you are a liar just like the one surnamed Jin. “
“Although I regret what happened to you before, I’m not the same as the one you met.” Facing the conflicting reactions of the white people, Ye Wen still maintained his elegant attitude, raised his hand and placed it lightly on the On the wooden dummy pile: “The wooden dummy pile is a kind of simulation exercise that combines the three sets of attacking, technique, footwork, and leg technique of small thoughts, bridge search, and index finger, which fully embodies the essence of kung fu. Practical awareness and combat methods.”
“By practicing the wooden figurines, you can combine all the kung fu techniques and footwork into free-fighting. As the saying goes: looking for an opponent in a bridge, there is more need for a teacher; without a teacher, there is no opponent, seeking in the mirror and the pile.”
As he spoke, Ye Wen’s hands quickly struck on the wooden dummy pile. With a clear sound, he circled the wooden dummy pile and displayed Wing Chun’s skills like running clouds and flowing water.
Even if I don’t know the name of the martial arts performed by Ye Wen, the young white man is still attracted by his flowing physique~IndoMTL.com~ This is what I want, the real kung fu!
After changing his eyes, the white man immediately knelt down and shouted to Ye Wen in front of the wooden pile: “Master, I want to learn kung fu with you!”
Slap——
Stopping the Wing Chun change in his hand, Ye Wen turned his head to look at the kneeling white man and said, “Why, I’m not afraid that I will lie to you now.”
Shaking his head, the young white man said loudly, “I can see that, Master, you are different from the guy who lied to me before. You are a real Kung Fu master.”
Looking at the white man kneeling in front of him, in the antique shop, Li Ran’s expression was somewhat silent.
Originally, he had no intention of taking apprentices in Chinatown.
Even if they bought a martial arts gym, it was just a move to match Ye Wen’s identity.
However, since some people have come to the door to teach a few apprentices, it seems not bad, and it is more in line with Ye Wen’s setting as a generation of kung fu masters.
Li Ran’s thoughts flashed a few times, and then he made a decision.
In Chinatown, inside the martial arts hall, Ye Wen stretched out his hand and pulled it lightly, causing the white man who was quite heavy in front of him to stand up. Looking at the surprised expression on the other side, he smiled slightly and said, “The martial arts hall was originally opened for the public. Namensheng, pass on my kung fu, since you want to learn, I will naturally not refuse, but the bad words are in front, practicing martial arts is not as easy as you think.”
“I’m not afraid of hard work, Master.” Shaking his head, the young white man replied without hesitation.
“By the way, Master, what’s the name of the kung fu you just performed.”
Raising his hand and making a pose, Ye Wen replied with a chuckle.
“Wing Chun.”
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