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"Really? That's great!" Hou Xiaohou was so happy that he almost jumped up.
"Awesome! With Senior Brother Ye stepping in, our Martial Arts Club is saved."
"Those foreign-worshipping bastards can just wait to kneel under Brother Ye's pomegranate pants!"
...
Ye Mingshang wiped the sweat from his forehead, thinking that today's youth are too crazy; he couldn't afford to play along.
Afterward, they wanted Ye Mingshang to teach them a few moves. Since he had nothing else to do, he agreed.
Everyone returned to the club room, where some members in Tight-fitting Outfits were practicing under their senior's guidance.
"Hands steady, waist firm, legs straight. Come on, one!"
"Hmph!"
"Two!"
"Ha!"
"Three!"
"Ha ha!"
Under the guidance of the Senior Member, the New Members were practicing quite well, their punches and kicks accompanied by shouts, creating a strong atmosphere.
This was a basic boxing technique, known for its simple movements and strong practicality, typically used as an introductory martial art for beginners.
"Brother Ye, what do you think?" a Member asked.
Ye Mingshang nodded. "Not bad, the energy is strong. Although the movements are still a bit awkward, they are all good young men."
The Member felt proud. "Of course! Although many people have left this time, those who stayed are all passionate martial arts enthusiasts, and they are practicing seriously."
The Senior Member in charge of training also noticed them and asked curiously, "Aren't you supposed to be recruiting New Members? Why are you back?"
"Hehe! The New Members aren't in a hurry; in a few days, there will definitely be many people eager to sign up. By then, we won't be able to keep up with the influx," Hou Xiaohou replied with a smile.
The Senior Member scratched his head and pressed his forehead. "You're not feverish, are you? Why are you talking nonsense?"
Hou Xiaohou shot him a glance and then patted Ye Mingshang beside him. "Look who I brought back."
"Hey? You are Senior Brother Ye!" the Senior Member exclaimed in surprise.
In fact, they had joined the club earlier than Ye Mingshang, but everyone, including the president, called him Senior Brother simply because of his exceptional skills. In martial arts, one always respects the strong. Before Ye Mingshang joined the Martial Arts Club last year, he had already conquered them with his formidable strength. After joining the club, his displayed abilities garnered admiration from many, including their president. Although he didn't come to the club often, his presence served as a spiritual symbol that constantly inspired everyone.
Hou Xiaohou smiled and said, "Hehe! With Senior Brother Ye here, those Fellows will be crying in a few days."
The Senior Member was also very happy, laughing, "That's right, those Fellows together are no match for our Senior Brother."
Ye Mingshang shook his head and smiled, "There are always people better than you, and skies beyond the skies. Never underestimate your opponents."
"Yes, Senior Brother is right. I will definitely pay attention in the future," the Senior Member said, scratching his head with a bright smile. He then clapped his hands to call over the New Members who were practicing martial arts.
"Everyone, please stop for a moment. I want to introduce someone." He pointed to Ye Mingshang and said, "This is our Martial Arts Club's legendary figure, the Pillar of the Community, our club's big brother, Senior Brother Ye. Let's give him a warm welcome!"
"Clap clap clap!"
"Clap clap clap!"
Ye Mingshang had not been around for quite some time, so many of the New Members did not recognize him. However, those who were single in the Martial Arts Club had heard stories about him and knew that he was highly skilled, even more so than the president.
They had seen President Zhao Xiaolong's abilities; he was incredibly impressive. For people like them, even seven or eight of them combined would not be a match for him—they would only end up being beaten. He had participated in competitions before and won championships. Although he lost to Zhang Chong recently, that did not diminish their respect for Zhao Xiaolong or their love for martial arts.
Despite whatever happened in the club, most of them would not leave. However, if they were suppressed by other clubs, they would not feel comfortable. If it were just the Martial Arts Club, it would be fine; but if foreign competitive clubs tried to dominate them on their own soil, that was absolutely unacceptable.
Most martial artists have a patriotic heart and an unconditional admiration for Martial Arts. If one seeks quick progress, learning boxing is better than learning martial arts; martial arts often take several years to master while boxing can show significant results in just a month. To truly master martial arts requires years of relentless effort through changing seasons.
Standing here meant they were prepared for this aspect.
Hearing about this young man, they realized he was the legendary Senior Brother, the master who surpassed the club president. Some were excited, some surprised, some disappointed, and some disdainful.
The excitement came from seeing the legendary Senior Brother, a master beyond the club president.
The surprise stemmed from his youth and his seemingly unimposing physique.
Disappointment and disdain arose because he did not appear as robust as they had imagined; instead, he looked frail, like a weak scholar.
Hou Xiaohou raised his hand to signal everyone to quiet down, then spoke loudly, "Senior Brother Ye rarely comes to the club, but his skills are undeniable. He is the guardian of our club, our pillar. This time, those foreign-worshipping brats want to bully us in Martial Arts; it's simply a dream! With Senior Brother Ye here, he will surely defeat those brats decisively. Now, let's invite Senior Brother Ye to say a few words for us." After finishing, he led the applause.
After the applause subsided, Ye Mingshang stepped forward, glanced at everyone, and said loudly, "I am Ye Mingshang. To be called Senior Brother is something I cannot accept. I rarely come to the club; the affairs of the club are managed by several Senior Members. The achievements of our club today are also due to everyone's hard work. I have been busy recently and haven’t been here for a while. Today I learned that another club is causing us trouble—those foreign-worshipping fake Japanese Devils. I certainly cannot tolerate that."
"I believe everyone knows that mastering martial arts requires years of continuous effort. The progress in a short time is very limited and cannot be compared with foreign combat techniques. For beginners, engaging in combat can be quite disadvantageous."
"However, Chinese Martial Arts are profound and varied—Southern and Northern Fist, Xiangxing Quan, various weapons. There are many martial arts schools, each with its strengths. As long as one masters one or two styles, they can combine them and refine their own martial arts routines through continuous combat. Due to their complex routines, they are difficult to grasp initially, but once mastered, they can adapt and change in battle. Although the variations of techniques may be confined within a certain range, this range will gradually become limitless with our application."
"In this competition, there are many newcomers on both sides; thus we may be at a disadvantage. But it doesn’t matter! As long as you have passion for martial arts and are willing to persist and carry on, we will handle those difficulties ourselves! Leave those enemies to us!"
"Good!"
"Clap clap clap!" (To be continued.)
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