In the real world, modern fighting techniques have been developed for so long, and they have already surpassed them... If you want to learn these martial arts skills, it is better to spend money to find a world champion in the real world to teach you what you have done.

Fang Yuhao knew this very well, and blindly worshiping the ancients is definitely incorrect.

The awesome true secrets of the sects are treasured by themselves and are unwilling to teach them easily.

Fang Yuhao said, "I just asked about the three recognized masters in Qingshan Town. That Lord Chen is one of them, and two of them are all in the army... So I was thinking that the true advanced kung fu may still be controlled by the official or wealthy nobles, such as Song and Zhang fushou."

"What the people are just details, so the government has no control over various martial arts, as long as they do not have their lives."

"Especially, things like Taoism, which are found among the people, should be very rare. Otherwise, no matter how strong the official intention is, it is impossible for the people to practice Taoism at will."

Confucianism uses chaos in law, and heroes use martial arts to violate the ban. Taoist art is equivalent to guns and shells in this world. As long as you control the real guns and shells, who will forbid you to learn martial arts? In the face of Taoist arts, no matter how strong ordinary martial arts are, they are just a mantis arm to be a chariot, and they will be wiped out in the blink of an eye.

"It makes sense." Shi Dapeng had a bitter face: "There are some hermit masters who are hidden among the people. It is impossible to accept disciples for nothing, at least it is impossible to accept three of us immediately? So, what should we do now?"

Fang Yuhao calmed his head and thought for a while, but he really couldn't think of a good idea.

He looked at the endless crowd and the lively ring and suddenly said viciously: "Do you know why there are so many martial arts here? I want to gain a reputation and have a good future!"

"We also compete, make a name for ourselves, and lead the masters out! We must first have channels to the side to plan these profound mysteries."

"Old Zhao, can you do Sanda, can you fall, how about the ring?"

Zhao Xianming frowned and shook his head: "Military fighting skills are life-threatening. We are used to going straight to the vital points. We are either dead or disabled when we take action. The kind you said... won't."

“Not even wrestling?”

"Who would learn that kind? It's the joints that are specifically used to slap the joints..." Zhao Xianming shook his head.

Fang Yuhao breathed a breath from his chest: "Then... let me do it! You two are responsible for shouting."

"Lao Fang, are you okay?" Shi Dapeng scratched his head and said in confusion.

"Let you see today, I want to hit ten!"

Such a big-money thing actually goes against Fang Yuhao's character, but in order to make a long-term trend and catch big fish, this is the only way to do this.

According to the current survey, the world worships power. The more value it shows, the greater the harvest it can be. As long as you show enough talent, it is not impossible for the wealthy and great families to invite you.

Even the officials encourage martial arts to be the only one who is a soldier and can choose the best soldiers the most easily.

Anyway, all Fang Yuhao wants is an opportunity, an opportunity to learn.

Since there is no good way, after a few minutes and after discussing the issue, Shi Dapeng's voice was already yelling on the street: "Let's talk about the way to reach the corner!Let's talk about the way to reach the corner!"

"Put one and pay ten, don't miss it when you pass by!"

"Don't miss it when you pass by!"

"Who are you? You dare to speak loudly here!" someone soon ran out of the house and said angrily.

Wouldn't you be yelling at your doorstep?

"Talking about the way to win the corner!" Fang Yuhao didn't say nonsense: "One to pay ten, one hundred times! I have nine hundred and ninety here!"

The person who came was angry and jumped into the ring: "I want to know how to reach your corner for a while!"

The way to reach the corner is also wrestling, which is both military training, military martial arts, court performances, and folk entertainment. But wrestling is not something that everyone knows, and it has very high skills.

The man in front of him was 1.7 meters tall, and his palm was evenly padded. He looked like a Jianjiazi, but his body shape was slightly inferior to Fang Yuhao. In this era, most people only ate two meals a day, and their daily routines and diets were definitely not comparable to the modern world. Moreover, they were mostly vegetarians, and their personal nutrition was worse.

And Fang Yuhao, who is 1.8 meters tall, is already a burly big man here.

Fang Yuhao squatted with his horse stance, turned his right palm into a "please" posture.

This person is actually a stunner who specializes in sword training, and he doesn't know what to do. He stepped down in anger and suddenly didn't know what to do.

With Shi Dapeng's loud shout, there were gradually a few onlookers.

In front of everyone, the man gritted his teeth and rushed over with his teeth.

When Fang Yuhao saw his posture, he immediately knew that it should not be that professional level.

The straight punch came in a fierce manner, but Fang Yuhao was not afraid. He flashed sideways and grabbed the person's arm directly. Then, he moved forward step by step and touched the opponent's legs. This was a typical action of "close-body throwing".

The man punched him and suddenly felt a sudden trip under his feet. His center of gravity was unstable and his body fell downwards.

He was shocked and thought that he could resist it by instinct without practicing passing the corner, but he didn't expect that he would be subdued by one move!

If you fall face down, you will be embarrassed!

Half of his body fell down, Fang Yuhao had already pulled his clothes back.

He finally stabilized his body, his face turned blue and purple.

"Acceptance!" Fang Yuhao bowed.

"...I am not good at martial arts, but it is not the fault of my master's martial arts." This man was also quite open and blushed, but he just gave a comment.

He knew that he could not beat others, so he would just make things boring if he continued to pester. He took out a hundred copper coins and walked off the stage.

Fang Yuhao didn't bother him much either.

"Lao Fang, you're a little bit awesome." Shi Dapeng murmured in a low voice, then shouted again, fearing that the world would not be in chaos: "Blow the Nanshan Nursing Home and the Beihai Kindergarten! Is there anybody else? One penalty for one, one hundred times!"

When the onlookers around him heard these two sentences, they still felt their strong mockery.

The so-called "no first" and no second martial arts are the nature of comparing with others. With the temptation of bounty, someone soon jumped off the platform with dissatisfaction, but Fang Yuhao was placed there and had advanced martial arts talent, and most people really couldn't beat him.

He used the same "close-body throwing" move to overturn three people in a row. Fang Yuhao felt that his hands were very hot, and he felt gradually coming.

All the enthusiasm of the audience was mobilized, and they began to change from dissatisfaction at the beginning to cheering.

Everyone below was encouraging each other.

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