Chapter 701

Fang Zelian showed his hands, which made Gu Deyan and hechaoshan waver.

It can also be said that there is a mechanism to move the chair out of thin air, but it doesn't seem like magic to let a teapot fly in front of two people, and then pour a cup of tea for each of them.

After all, the principle of any magic is a cover up, and in the scene just now, people put things clearly in front of you. There is no way to do it by cover up alone.

Is this young man really an old monster who has lived for many years?

Fang Ze was not surprised to see Gu Deyan and hechaoshan still hesitating and disbelieving. After all, it must be unbelievable for normal people to encounter such things.

But Fang Ze didn't need to convince them completely, just let them have doubts. Anyway, Fang Ze said that he had lived for hundreds of years. Even if they didn't believe it, they could only recognize Fang Ze by pinching their nose before finding evidence that Fang Ze was really just a young man in his twenties.

As for asking someone afterwards, Fang Ze's identity must be kept secret by the state. Apart from other things, the files that have been left outside must be cleaned up.

Second, even if he knows that Fang Ze has a father and a mother, what if he was a student before.

The old guy who has lived for hundreds of years and still doesn't die is not allowed to play in the world? He's not allowed to hide his identity yet?

Sure enough, after a while, he Chaoshan thought about this joint clearly. He found that he really had no way to refute Fang Ze's identity, so he had to call Fang Ze a senior, and then said to Fang Ze, "Since the elder asked us to sit down, we'll talk about the main thing we want to talk about this time. Now the national skill is declining, not only fewer people study it, but also the strength of the disciples is getting weaker and weaker. If it goes on for such a long time, the national skill is bound to disappear in China.

So we hope that the southern and Northern Wulin can abandon prejudices and unite to take advantage of the boom of Reiki recovery to pull back the current decline of national art. "

"You're wrong again." Fang Ze listened to what he Chaoshan said and shook his head, indicating that he Chaoshan was wrong.

"What's wrong?" Gu Deyan couldn't help but ask at the exit.

"First, you're wrong about the decline of Chinese martial arts. Second, you're wrong about Reiki recovery."

Fang Ze looked at Gu Deyan and hechaoshan and said, "since ancient times, the national art has not only been inherited continuously, but also has been weeding out the old and bringing forth the new, which has never declined, and how to pull back the decline. As for the Reiki recovery, although I can't say more, it really doesn't happen."

Meow meow?

Gu Deyan and he Chaoshan were puzzled after hearing Fang Ze's words.

The decline of Chinese martial arts is a matter of public opinion, both inside and outside the circle.

After all, let alone compare with other industries, even compared with boxing and Taekwondo, Chinese martial arts are still inferior.

The embarrassing situation of Chinese martial arts is that various martial arts films, TV dramas and novels emerge in endlessly, with sufficient influence, but few people are willing to devote themselves to learning, and the talent gap is extremely serious.

There is no person who can enjoy global fame like Bruce Lee in those days, and we can't open halls everywhere like Taekwondo and karate to attract children to learn.

That's why the southern Wulin wants to use Yi Lin and Reiki recovery to make the last fight.

Fang Ze had guessed that people in the southern Wulin came to make money, but it was a little biased. They do have such thoughts, but more importantly, they really want to revitalize Chinese martial arts. Only when this industry becomes bigger and bigger, can we get more things.

"Elder, have you been away from the secular world for a long time? The influence of Chinese martial arts is indeed much less now than before. Not only many inheritances have long been lost, but the younger generation is even worse from generation to generation."

"Don't be a frog at the bottom of a well. I say that the inheritance of Chinese martial arts is continuous. It's the real inheritance of Chinese martial arts that hasn't been cut off. As for those inheritance that are left out, there are many false inheritance of fishing for fame, so it's broken when it's broken, because even if it's practiced, it can't produce anything."

"What do you mean by that?" Hechaoshan and Gu Deyan changed their faces at the same time.

"What I said is not clear enough?" Fang Ze said, "there are heirs to real Chinese martial arts from generation to generation, but they are not born. Now those who fish for fame and reputation under the banner of Chinese martial arts and commit crimes are just a group of liars, so they are declining, isn't it better?"

"So you mean, we are all liars?" Gu Deyan looked at Fang Ze dumbfounded and asked.

"Not all of them." Fang Ze pointed to Gu Deyan and said, "I said that your ancestor called me a senior brother, which naturally has real kung fu. But judging from the appearance of you and your disciples, it's obvious that you didn't wait for the true legend. Even you are still like this, so you can imagine other inheritance."

"How can we be so insulted!" Hearing Fang Ze's words, the ancient family disciple kneeling on the ground immediately stood up.

"Although I can't say that Gu Yun can completely inherit all the Kung Fu of my ancestor Gu Yuanjia, nine times out of ten there are still some. Whether it's domestic or international competitions, he has won the championship many times. If you give me another period of time, my future achievements will definitely be no worse than my ancestor!"

"Sounds good." Fang Ze listened to Gu Yun's words, just patted his hands gently, didn't talk much, and didn't even have a trace of surprise on his face.

The four little lollies standing behind Fang Ze chatting were startled by Gu Yun's sudden loud words.

"What are domestic and international competitions?" Annihilation little Lori listened a little to Fang Ze and others' talk about Chinese martial arts. But she couldn't figure out how Wushu could have a competition?

"Let a lot of people together and have a competition to see who is the best." Fang Ze sideways explained this matter to the extinction little Laurie.

"Does this kind of competition kill many people every time?" A Zi asked according to their normal logic.

"No, everyone just fights casually, and basically there will be no killing of people."

Just casually?!

Fang Ze's sarcasm completely angered Gu Yun. He brushed aside Gu Deyan and hechaoshan, stood in front of Fang Ze, hugged his fist and shouted, "since you look down on our southern Wulin and our ancient family inheritance, I hope you can spare me your advice and let Gu Yun know the gap between yourself and your predecessors."

"Do you want to fight me?" Fang Ze squinted at Gu Yun standing in front of him and asked.

"Yes!" Gu Yun stretched out his right hand and tore off his clothes, revealing his practicing clothes and his strong muscles inside.

It seems that this guy is prepared to show his muscles on behalf of the southern Wulin. Just because he was irritated by Fang Ze's operation, he jumped out in advance.