Doomsday, starting from a generation of masters

Chapter 65 Is the result important?Or is the process important?
The old man sat down in the hall on the third floor,
Lynn gently took the door and went out, no one could open the door until Ye Wen came up.

Ye Wen came from outside the door. As soon as he entered the door, everyone from the Jingwu Society gathered around to congratulate him.

In any case, today is the day when Ye Wen became famous. Although he was a little famous in the past, it was only near Guangzhou.

After today, with the help of the fame of the old man Gong, it is really going to soar into the sky, and the world knows it!
At that time, all sects in the south can take advantage of this spring breeze to spread branches and leaves in the north. Naturally, everyone is happy and smiling.

The eldest lady didn't smile and watched with cold eyes as Ye Wen walked up the stairs step by step amid the congratulations from the crowd.
On the way, an old prostitute with small feet and a few Bagua palms, and an old accountant who had lost his teeth and played a few Xingyiquan respectively stepped forward and missed two hands respectively, which was extremely clumsy.

The eldest asked Lin En who was beside her:

"What are they doing? Ye Wen has practiced boxing all his life, and he doesn't even know the basics. Do you still need someone's guidance?"

Lin En sneered, "Give me a fart, a child on the side of the road can do it twice, Ye Wen is a master anyway, where do you need this kind of pointers!"

"This is the people in Jinlou who are taking advantage of the situation. Taking advantage of today's situation, one is to show that they are indeed 'Crouching Tiger, Hidden Dragon' and the other is that they can still lose favor in front of Ye Wen and the various factions, and they will be able to brag in the future!"

"Hehe! Sure enough, I'm in business, not only to gain face, but also to make money!"

The eldest lady suddenly felt that everyone in the room had plans, and they were full of plans, and murmured:

"Can such a person practice kung fu well?"

"My father said that to practice kung fu well, one needs to practice hard day after day and year after year, but to practice kung fu to the top, one needs a firm belief."

"These people, are there?"

Lin En shook his head, "The world is so charming, maybe you really have to wait until the disaster strikes before you can comprehend it!"

As the two were talking, Ye Wen had already climbed the steps and came to the two of them.

Lin En looked at him carefully, his face was really elegant, his personality was easy-going, and his kung fu was decent.Just a bit low.

The eldest lady is about 1.7 meters and ten points. This Ye Man is obviously lower than her, at most 1.6 meters and five. Standing in front of Lin En, Lin En can be two heads taller than him~
Lin En was silent, and the entire Jinlou could hear needles falling silently.

Everyone looked at him, for fear that he would not agree to give way, then they really had nothing to do.

Several of the leaders of the Jingwu Club knew very well that Ye Wen would never be able to beat this person.

They all know Lynn's identity and his achievements. When the Northeast incident spread all over the country, they didn't believe that people could be so powerful, but since the rainy night battle, they believed it.

Lin En is a master who has never met in a thousand years, a master who has trained his body to the realm of "human beings and immortals".

But if you can't even beat other people's apprentices, why do you still want to join hands with the old man Gong?
"Lin En, let Mr. Ye in!" At this time, Mr. Gong said.

When Lynn heard the words, he turned around and opened the door.

"Huh!" The whole floor was full of exhales in unison.

It made Ye Wen a little confused, what's the matter?
No one told him at the rainy night station, for fear that he would not dare to come.

Fortunately, everything went well, as long as I met the old man, most of what happened today has already become more than half of it!

Ye Wen pushed the door in, and Lynn closed the door.

The eldest lady leaned on the window and looked inside. The window of the golden building was a bit high, and she could see it just now.

Inside, the old man got up and faced Ye Wen, and the first sentence was
"Mr. Ye, let's not compete in martial arts today, but in ideas!"

As soon as these words came out, the eldest lady's eyes darkened.
If it is a real competition, the old man has experienced countless life-and-death fights in his life. With today's kung fu, how many people have been buried under his hands?
As for Ye Wen, he was pampered and had good food since he was a child. He practiced martial arts purely for the purpose of strengthening his body. Although he also competed with others, he was always on point.

But the old man just wants to compare kung fu and ideas?
"Mr. Ye, when the Chinese Samurai Association was established, a man came from the south with a piece of cake in his hand and asked my senior brother Li Cunyi to break it. My senior brother made him the first president of the Samurai Association. It's not kung fu, but a sentence, boxing has a north and a south, and does it have a north and a south?"

This sentence "Fist has North and South, does it have North and South?" said it from the old man's mouth, it was really shocking, and everyone who heard it changed his face.
After speaking, the old man took a piece of cake from the table, "Mr. Ye, can you break this cake in my hand?"

In fact, this is also a test of Ye Wen's kung fu. The master of Hua Jin will have the stunt of "birds can't fly".

Because when the bird is about to fly, its claws always have to push hard on the ground to borrow force, and the master of Huajin can easily remove this force, and the bird has nowhere to borrow force, so naturally it can only flap its wings in the hand. Unable to take off, ordinary people seem to be incomprehensible as if they were watching a trick.

But it is much more difficult to prevent others from breaking the cake than it is difficult for a bird to fly. This kind of dough is so crisp that a child can easily break off a piece.

Ye Wen tried a few times, but he couldn't get his hands out. Before he could touch it, he was shocked by the softness on the cake. Finally, he closed his eyes. With the skill of listening to the bridge in Wing Chun, he found the change of strength and put his fingers together. Go up, and it's a touch away.

A refined and elegant face, full of confidence.

"Actually, the world is so big, how far is it from the north to the south? In your eyes, this piece of cake is a martial arts, and in my eyes, it is a world. The so-called great success is lacking, only if there are shortcomings can there be progress."

The old man's face was solemn, and he shouted, "Well said! I didn't realize that I lost in the idea!"

The eldest lady frowned and asked, "What are they talking about? Why did my father lose?"

Lynn explained to her: "The old man said that boxing has a north and a south, but does the country have a north and a south? It means that I hope that the whole country can be united regardless of the north and the south."

"What do you mean by Ye Wen's words?"

"Ye Wen replied, don't always focus on domestic matters, but look at the world. As for domestic division, there is competition only when there is division, and progress only when there is competition."

Lynn smiled after finishing speaking, "Do you understand?"

The eldest lady frowned and said, "Isn't this person surnamed Ye talking nonsense?"

Lynn laughed and didn't care about the ugly expressions on the faces of the people around him.

"The numbness is not caused in a day. Only when the enemy blows open the door of their house, robs their property, kills their relatives, and experiences the pain firsthand, can they know what the right way is!"

Actually, the old man, didn't he also act very well?The process doesn't matter as long as the result doesn't change.

The old man conceded defeat, pushed out the door, said goodbye to everyone, and took Lynn and the eldest lady into the car to leave in the farewell of everyone.

As soon as Lin En left, the atmosphere in the building suddenly became warm, and Ye Wen finally won.

As long as the result is what everyone expects, the process really doesn't matter?
PS: There is a chapter in the water, and this period of the Republic of China should end.

The plot of the little devil starts tomorrow, just in time for the special day,
Fight!

Hope God bless!

(End of this chapter)