Chapter 701: Inherited

Fang Zelianlu's two hands shake Gu Deyan and He Chaoshan slightly.
Letting the chair move out of thin air can be said to be traction, but flying a teapot in front of the two and pouring a cup of tea for each of them is nothing like magic.
After all, the principle of any magic is a blind eye method, and in the scene just now, people have put things in front of you plainly, there is no way to do it alone.
Could it be that this young man is really an old monster who has lived for many years?
Fang Ze was not surprised to see Gu Deyan and He Chaoshan still hesitating. After all, normal people must encounter this kind of thing and can't believe it.
But Fang Ze didn't need to convince them completely, just let them have doubts. Anyway, Fang Ze said that they had lived for hundreds of years, and even if they did not believe it, they could only recognize it by pinching his nose before finding evidence that Fang Ze was really only a young man in his twenties.
As for asking someone after the fact, Fangze's identity must now be kept secret by the country. Besides, all the files that have been left outside must have been cleaned up.
Secondly, even though Fang Ze had a father and a mother, what about being a student before?
The old guy who has lived for hundreds of years and is not dead, is not allowed to play on earth? Still not allowed to hide his identity? ..
Sure enough, after a while, He Chaoshan thought about the joint clearly. He found that he really couldn't refute Fang Ze's identity, so he had to call Fang Ze a senior, then Fang Ze said, "Since the senior asked us to sit down, then we That is to say, this time to come to talk about the serious business. Now that the Chinese arts are declining, not only are fewer and fewer people studying, but the strength of the disciples is also getting weaker. If this goes on for a long time, the Chinese arts will inevitably disappear in Huaxia.
Therefore, we hope that the martial arts of the north and the south can abandon prejudices, unite, and take advantage of the resurgence of aura to rise, and bring about today's declining state of art. "
"You're wrong again." Fang Ze heard He Chaoshan's words, shook his head, and signaled that He Chaoshan was wrong.
"What's wrong?" Gu Deyan couldn't help but asked.
"First, you said that the art of the country declined, and you said it wrong. Second, you said that the reiki revived, you said wrong."
Fang Ze looked at Gu Deyan and He Chaoshan and said, "Guoshu has been inherited from ancient times to the present. It has also been innovated. It has never been weakened. How can we turn the tide? Regarding the rejuvenation of aura, although I cannot say more, it is No such thing. "
Meow meow meow?
Gu Deyan and He Chaoshan listened to Fang Ze's words, a little puzzled.
Regarding the state-of-the-art technique, people inside and outside the circle have a public opinion.
After all, let's not compare it with other industries, even if it compares with the popular methods such as boxing and taekwondo, the Chinese arts are still inferior.
Guoshu's embarrassing situation is that various martial arts movies and TV drama novels are emerging endlessly, with sufficient influence, but there are fewer people willing to devote themselves to study, and the talent gap is extremely serious.
There aren't as many famous people in the world as Bruce Lee, and they can't open the museum like Taekwondo Karate, attracting children to learn.
Therefore, the southern martial arts wanted to make use of Yi Lin and Reiki resurgence to make a final fight.
Fang Ze had previously speculated that everyone in the South Wulin came to make money, but it was a bit biased. They do have this kind of thought, but the bigger one still really wants to revitalize the Chinese art. Only when this industry gets bigger and bigger can we get more things.
"Senior, haven't you been walking around for a long time? Guoshu is really less influential now than before. Not only are many inheritances long gone, but the younger generation is one generation behind."
"I don't want to be a frog at the bottom of the well. I said that the continuous inheritance of traditional Chinese arts is the real inheritance of traditional Chinese arts. As for those inherited traditions, there are many false inheritances that sell reputation, so they are broken because even practice Nothing comes out. "
"What do you mean by this?" He Chaoshan and Gu Deyan changed their faces at the same time.
"I don't understand this enough?" Fang Ze said, "The real arts have heirs from generation to generation, but they are not born. But now they are fooling under the banner of national arts. It ’s better, so it ’s better for them to decline.

"Then you mean, we are all a group of scammers?" Gu Deyan asked, staring blankly at Fang Ze.
"Not all of them," said Fang Ze, pointing to Goodyan. "I said that your ancestor called me a brother then, and that's naturally true. But looking at you and your disciples, it's obvious that You have n’t waited for the true story. Even if you are all like this, then other traditions can be imagined. "
"Why so insult us!" The ancient disciple kneeling on the ground heard Fang Ze's words and immediately stood up.
"Although I can't say that Gu Yun can fully inherit all the ancestors of Gu Yuanjia, the ancestor of that year, it is still possible. No matter it is a domestic competition or an international competition, he has won the championship many times. If I give it For some time, future achievements will certainly not be worse than the ancestors! "
"That sounds good." Fang Ze listened to Gu Yun's words, but just patted his palm twice, without talking, and there was no sign of surprise on his face.
The four little loli standing behind Fang Ze were chatting and startled by Gu Yun's sudden loud voice.
"What are domestic competitions and international competitions?" Extinct Xiaolioli listened a little to the national art of Fang Ze and others. But she couldn't figure out, how could there be competitions in martial arts?
"It is to bring many people together, to try and see who is the best match ~ EbookFREE.me ~ Fang Ze explained to the extinct little Rory.
"Does this kind of competition kill a lot of people every time?" Azi asked according to their normal logic there.
"No, everyone just beats casually, and there is almost no case of killing people."
Just casually? !!
Fang Ze's taunting wind completely annoyed Gu Yun. He turned away Gu Deyan and He Chaoshan, stood in front of Fang Ze, and shouted with his fists. "Since the seniors despise our southern martial arts so much, they look down on our ancient heritage. I also hope that I can teach you so that Gu Yun knows the gap between her and her predecessors. "
"Do you want to fight me?" Fang Ze asked, looking at Gu Yun standing in front of his eyes.
"Yes!" Gu Yun stretched out his right hand, and tore off the clothes he was wearing outside, exposing the training clothes inside and his strong muscles.
It seems that this guy is prepared to represent the muscles of the southern martial arts. Just because Fang Ze was irritated by this operation, he jumped out in advance.
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