"Han Shuai, you are an artist, not a martial artist! Have you ever seen any artist set up a ring to fight with others? If you want to prove that traditional martial arts has practical capabilities, you cannot be allowed to enter the ring in person!" An Yi insisted.

"Is there any difference? My fans all know that I can fight."

"..." Anyi.

If you didn't mention it, I would have almost forgotten that you are not a serious young person, and even your fans are not serious.

At this moment, Fang Qiaorui interjected: "Han Shuai, Dean Su has set up the arena, and there are already people taking part in the battle. The fight will start this Saturday, and the whole process will be broadcast live!"

"What?"

Han Lan quickly grabbed the mobile phone handed over by Fang Qiaorui and looked at the scarf that had been forwarded by major media.

"The person who was fighting against Dean Su was Wang Chao, a master of "anti-counterfeiting" who has become very popular in recent years. Now more than half of the martial arts masters who have been defeated online were defeated by him." Fang Qiaorui introduced him from the side.

"Is this guy very powerful?"

"The 8th Chinese Kickboxing Championship, the 7th Sanda Championship, and have also won awards internationally, very strong!"

"Have you ever practiced Sanda? It's quite interesting."

Sanda, formerly known as Sanshou, is a modern fighting event developed from traditional martial arts. In a sense, it is actually a practical manifestation of traditional martial arts and can be considered a modern martial arts. However, because the theoretical system and many moves are

It draws lessons from foreign boxing and fighting, so Sanda doesn't look like martial arts.

In addition, traditional martial arts draws a circle, so there is a difference between martial arts and Sanda.

Now Sanda versus martial arts is a bit interesting.

"Why did Dean Su suddenly stand up and compete in the ring?" Han Lan tsked lightly.

He has played against Su Yuanming, so he knows Su Yuanming's strength.

The old man will be strong, the old man will be brave, the old man will be prudent...

old!

"Does Mr. Tan know about this?"

"I guess you know about it. Mr. Tan also plays with scarves now. He shows off photos of himself and the boy and girl groups online all day long. He has attracted a lot of fans. Now he is also a small Internet celebrity."

"..." Han Lan.

"I'll go find him. You can book a ticket for me to go to Yanjing recently." Han Lan waved her hand and hurried out.

Fang Qiaorui shook her eyebrows at An Yi and quickly followed her.

An Yi shook her head helplessly. Of course she understood what Fang Qiaorui was talking about. Didn't he just look like a qualified assistant now? This also meant that he was talking?

…

…

In the practice room, five trainees who are preparing to debut in the near future are neatly holding the guzheng and squatting on horseback.

Mr. Tan turned on his mobile phone and had a video call with Su Yuanming. When Han Lan arrived, he was listening to Mr. Tan reasoning with Su Yuanming.

"Mr. Tan, oh, Dean Su is here too?" Han Lan smiled and sat down next to Tan Lun, waving to Su Yuanming on the screen.

"Is your kid here for that incident too?" Tan Lun asked.

"Yes, Dean Su is also here." Han Lan persuaded with a smile, "Dean Su, what kind of arena do you think you are going to compete in now that you are so old? Listen to my advice and change someone quickly. You are not

Is there a student named Wu Yan? Let him come."

On the other side of the video, Wu Yan stood behind Su Yuanming with a bitter look on his face: "Han Lan, I studied guzheng from my teacher and don't know martial arts."

"Then you don't have any other apprentices who can fight?"

Su Yuanming remained silent.

Han Lan suddenly realized something and gradually stopped smiling: "Dean Su, I can take the stage for you."

Su Yuanming smiled: "Xiao Han, the war letter has been issued. I don't want to make substitutions on the spot."

"Dean Su, why are you doing this?"

"Xiao Han, I know you know Tai Chi, Wing Chun, and maybe even other kung fu. But those are not what you are best at, right?" Su Yuanming said with a smile.

Han Lan fell silent.

"I saw it from the last time I had a discussion with you. What you know is actually modern fighting, fighting. In this regard, you and Wang Chao are actually the same. If you want to rectify the name of traditional martial arts, you must use the moves of traditional martial arts.

Come and fight, are you okay?" Su Yuanming shook his head, "You can't~"

"I think it's okay." Han Lan replied seriously.

"..." Su Yuanming.

"Dean Su, I will go to Yanjing before the competition starts. Then we can find any reason. For example, you are my master and you want to compete with the master first. I will go on stage for you!" Han

Lan smiled and showed his fist, "Believe me, I can make him cry for a long time with just one punch!"

Su Yuanming still shook his head: "Xiao Han, you have done enough for traditional martial arts, I can't trouble you anymore. Those masters are people in our martial arts circle. If they cause you trouble, I will handle it for them."

If you want traditional martial arts to truly stand up, you can’t rely on you alone.”

"Dean Su, let me tell you something you don't want to hear. The martial arts circle will never stand up if it is enclosed. Only by coming out of your small circle can we truly face this world with a new identity.

The world." Han Lan grinned, "kung fu, kung fu."

Su Yuanming couldn't help but be stunned when he heard this English word he had never heard before: "kung fu?"

Then, he smiled: "Just wait until I win this battle. Only if I win will I be qualified to lead them out of this circle."

"Dean Su..." Han Lan wanted to persuade her again, but was held down by Tan Lun who was at the side.

"Forget it, that's just his temperament, he can find his own place by himself."

"Hahaha, senior brother, please help me with your fortune telling." Su Yuanming said with a smile in the video.

Tan Lun smiled and shook his head: "It doesn't matter, you have to believe in science, junior brother."

"Then use science to help me analyze it and see if I can win."

Tan Lun pinched his fingers to analyze and said with a smile: "I think I can win."

Su Yuanming felt relieved and waved his hand to turn off the video call.

Han Lan smelled a hint of blood and subconsciously looked at Tan Lun's fingers, but he had accidentally pinched the skin and a drop of blood came out.

"Mr. Tan?"

"Han Lan, help me buy a plane ticket too."

…

…

Because I often fly outside, Tomahawk Entertainment has cooperation with airlines.

Fang Qiaorui quickly booked the flight tickets, and the group arrived in Yanjing the next day.

Then we took Wu Yan's car to Su Yuanming's simple and unpretentious little yard.

As soon as I walked into the yard, I saw Su Yuanming playing sandbags in the yard.

"Han Jun!" Fujiwara Sakurayuki, who was standing by, saw Han Lan at the first sight and waved to him excitedly.

Su Yuanming also noticed them coming in, stopped punching, took the towel from Fujiwara Sakurayuki, wiped his sweat, and greeted them with a smile.

"Senior brother, are you here too?"

"It has been thirty years. If Wudang disciples come out again, they must come to support the scene."

"Hahaha……"

The two senior brothers walked towards the living room arm in arm.

"Han Jun, long time no see." Fujiwara Sakurayuki also smiled and came over to talk to Han Lan.

"Miss Fujiwara, long time no see. How have you been studying with Dean Su recently?" Han Lan chatted casually.

"Dean Su taught me Tai Chi, but I haven't fully mastered it yet. I can't break bricks with my bare hands like Han Jun."

"Well, come on, sooner or later you can be as good as me!" Han Lan encouraged without blushing.

"Yeah!" Fujiwara Sakurayuki clenched her fists with high morale.
Chapter completed!