Chapter 71: Chen Hong Refuses to Teach Martial Arts

Being surrounded by a crowd staring eagerly, how can I possibly eat this?

Chen Hong picked up the plate of uneaten stir-fried mole crickets and walked over to the group of children.

Then she gave one to each person.

"Alright, one each, that's all there is."

"If you want more, get your parents to help you catch some."

The little brats got what they wanted, and their mouths were sweet.

"Thank you, sister-in-law."

"Thank you, Aunt Hong."

"Thank you, Brother Qing's wife."

Anyway, all kinds of things were said.

Not mentioning how those kids would torment their adults at home with those mole crickets.

Over on Yang Qing's side, he poured the liquor.

One cup of lotus-flower white liquor each.

"Today, thank you all brothers for your help; without you, who knows how we'd be bullied by Sha Zhu."

Having said that, Yang Qing tipped his head back and downed a cup.

Xu Damao lifted his cup.

"I should be the one thanking you couple; if it weren't for Sister Chen Hong, that blow from Sha Zhu would have been more than I could bear."

"And that kick you gave Sha Zhu also counts as me venting some anger."

"Yang Qing, you don't know, I've suffered at Sha Zhu's hands for a long time."

"What's more, I've been beaten by him countless times."

"He relies on Yi Zhonghai to back him up, acting lawlessly; who in our courtyard hasn't been beaten by him?"

"Guangtian, have you ever been beaten?"

Liu Guangtian smelled the liquor, saliva flowing, and upon hearing Xu Damao's words, he said.

"No way—last year Bang Geng snatched my sweet potato, and Sha Zhu not only favored Bang Geng but also kicked me."

Liu Guang Fu also chimed in.

"Exactly, others said he lusted after the sister-in-law's body; I imitated a bit and got beaten up."

Xu Damao raised his eyebrows.

"Look, who in our courtyard hasn't been bullied by Sha Zhu?"

"You've basically given us all a vent of anger."

"Come, this cup—I toast you."

Liu Guangtian also raised his cup.

"Brother Qing, I also toast you; thanks for your guidance, so we brothers won't get beaten anymore."

Liu Guang Fu also raised his cup.

"Thank you, Brother Qing."

Saying that, the two brothers downed their drinks in one gulp.

Xu Damao still didn't know that Liu Guangtian here had something about Yang Qing.

"Tell me, what's going on?"

Yang Qing never expected Liu Guangtian to sell him out at this moment; he could only briefly recount what had happened earlier.

"It's like this: I told him not to be stubborn, to stand there and take the beating, not knowing to run away."

"The result was he showed his mettle and turned the tables on Second Master."

"This is all his own achievement; I dare not take credit."

Liu Guangtian shook his head.

"No, it's not that; without Brother Qing telling me to study the Thirty-Six Stratagems, I wouldn't have thought of this method."

"Anyway, this is all Brother Qing's achievement."

Upon hearing this, Xu Damao's gaze toward Yang Qing changed.

It was the look of regarding him as a kindred spirit.

Yang Qing's heart felt like a big grass..........

Liu Guangtian, this backstabber.

"Guangtian, you can't say that; if Second Master heard, he wouldn't just skin me alive."

"I was just speaking off the cuff; it's all your own effort."

"Brother Damao, don't look at me like that either; it's just a coincidence."

"A coincidence?"

Xu Damao recalled Yang Qing's saying about one wife ruining three generations.

"You tell me it's a coincidence."

"I originally thought it was a coincidence too, but now I don't think so."

"This kid is sly as hell."

"He even suspects that Yang Qing was just acting earlier."

Liu Guangtian patted his chest to assure.

"Brother Qing, I will not betray you."

He said, slapping Liu Guang Fu.

Liu Guang Fu also said.

Yang Qing, I won't betray you.

Yang Qing slapped his forehead.

What the hell is this?

Chen Hong walked over at this time.

Liu Guangtian really makes one feel heartbroken.

Yang Qing is right; with Er Da Ye's fighting style, you have to run.

If you don't run, you'll eventually be beaten to death.

Then he looked toward Xu Damao.

You're saying you used to often be bullied by Sha Zhu?

Xu Damao nodded repeatedly, then asked.

Chen Hong, do you know martial arts?

He had long wanted to ask; Chen Hong's two moves completely made Sha Zhu seem like a child playing.

Yang Qing said proudly.

My wife knows Supreme Ultimate; right now her body is weak, otherwise even five Sha Zhu wouldn't be enough for my wife to beat.

Chen Hong gave him a sideways glance.

That's not that impressive; at most he can beat two.

People are alive, not dead; two and five are completely different levels.

Haven't you heard that two fists can't resist four hands?

Also, a flurry of punches can kill an old master.

When there are many people, the advantage of martial arts disappears.

Otherwise, why would the country need soldiers; just let martial masters go up.

Yang Qing knew she was humble; a woman who knows martial arts, and 188 tall, is completely on a different level from ordinary people.

Xu Damao, Liu Guangtian, and the three of them had their eyes light up.

Can we learn it?

Sha Zhu knows a little, and that's already so impressive; if they also knew, then they wouldn't have to be bullied anymore.

Chen Hong saw their appearance and knew what they were thinking.

But martial arts is a serious matter, because it's easy to cause injury to others.

Later generations have a saying.

A person who returned from studying arts at the Shaolin Temple was bullied.

Then someone asked him.

You've studied martial arts for so long, what's the use? You still get bullied.

That person answered him: I'm afraid that if I strike, I'll kill him.

Thus, arts should not be lightly passed down; there is a deep reason.

If someone who learns martial arts has bad character, their destructive power is great.

So in the past, when learning martial arts, one had to examine character.

Xu Damao and the others clearly do not meet Chen Hong's requirements.

She politely declined.

Learning martial arts isn't that simple; one must train the bones and muscles from childhood, practice the three nines in winter and the three fu in summer, then undergo more than ten years of uninterrupted study before entering the door.

Xu Damao, you're too old; your bones are set, you can't train anything anymore.

It would be better to learn some military body boxing; it's more practical.

Moreover, practicing martial arts requires sufficient food and meat supply; otherwise it will harm the body, which is counterproductive.

Nowadays, with your rations, Liu Guangtian, Liu Guang Fu, I'm afraid you also can't practice.

Everyone felt a wave of disappointment.

That's too bad.

Yeah!

Yang Qing chimed in from the side.

Since my wife came to our big courtyard, have you seen my wife practice martial arts?

The three people shook their heads.

Because we're poor, we simply can't afford it.

The poor focus on literature, the rich on martial arts; without sufficient material conditions, one simply can't practice martial arts.

If you want to practice martial arts, hurry up and earn money, or learn from Sha Zhu to become a cook.

Unbeknownst to them, a bottle of wine was drunk dry by four men.

And the vegetables in the pot were eaten clean.

The sky also slowly grew late.

The three people returned home one after another.

After the person left, Chen Hong softly asked: "When did you learn martial arts?"

Yang Qing pointed to himself.

Martial arts?

"This is street fighting style, where did this martial art come from."

Chen Hong was gesturing.

"Those are the moves you used when you were going 'ahhh...'."

Yang Qing held back a laugh, not knowing how to explain.

Could they be saying it's mad dog fist?