141: Chapter 138 Yang Style Tai Chi

Li Changsheng had no choice but to helplessly recount everything he had encountered.

Upon hearing this, Zhang Youdao remained silent for a long time, just drinking his tea with his head down.

"Sigh, youth. Do you think you're a hero? Very capable?"

After a long while, Zhang Youdao finally snorted coldly.

As for hearing that Li Changsheng had killed dozens of the Japanese, he was indifferent; after all, killing was just killing, and specifically killing the Japanese—he had killed plenty of them on the battlefield back in the day.

He was mainly worried that Li Changsheng would lose himself due to the slaughter. Furthermore, in this day and age, excessive killing would inevitably lead one astray.

Li Changsheng said nothing. After gradually calming down, he did feel that he had been a bit impulsive, but if he had to make the choice again, he would do it even more cleanly.

Not only would he prepare weapons in advance, but he would also disguise himself as a customer to go in and check out the terrain beforehand.

As for calling the police, he had indeed thought that through carefully, but letting others handle everything—in the past, he would have thought that was fine.

After all, he used to be just an ordinary person, but if he were still an ordinary person, perhaps his grandmother would have died at the hands of that group of spies last time.

He might even have been killed by them after they finished interrogating him.

Therefore, he did not regret it; he did not regret taking action.

Seeing that Li Changsheng remained silent for a long time, the old man became even more annoyed, but seeming to recall his relationship with Li Changsheng, he realized there was no need for it.

He opened his mouth, but it finally turned into a long sigh.

"I saw long ago that you had three breaths of malice in your heart, and it's really true. If you go crazy, you are even more insane and intimidating than that brat Jiang Wenqiang."

Zhang Youdao shook his head; his reluctance to take this promising talent as a disciple was not without these concerns.

He had trained Jiang Wenqiang very seriously back then, but the child had ended up going astray. With that shadow hanging over him, taking on disciples was now a taboo for him.

As the saying goes, once bitten by a snake, one fears the well rope for ten years.

"Stay as long as you plan to this time. My son has several properties here, or you can stay at the martial arts club. Anyway, you have good skills, and Old Yang wouldn't mind an extra instructor."

Zhang Youdao sighed. Since the person was already here, and what needed to be said had been said, he should just get settled.

"By the way, this place is not like back home. Behave yourself, and don't go looking for trouble just because you have good martial arts skills. It's fine in Chinatown, and the nights are relatively peaceful, but once you leave here, it's best not to go out at night."

Hearing this, Li Changsheng nodded; Martin had already warned him about this.

"By the way, Senior, on the way here, I heard Martin say that the situation for our Huaxia Traditional Martial Arts here in the US isn't very good, is it?"

Li Changsheng asked curiously. After all, the people coming down to practice martial arts looked like a decent number, but they didn't count as many; there were only about thirty people in total downstairs.

Located in such a prime location, this number of people probably couldn't even cover the expenses.

Hearing this, Zhang Youdao shot him a glare and chuckled: "What? Are you worried that Old Yang can't afford it? Given his status here, who would dare take his money? Besides, this building has long been his real estate; the Hesheng Hall bought it and gave it to him years ago."

Speaking of this, a trace of gloom inevitably appeared on Zhang Youdao's face, and he sighed softly.

"But it is true that the situation is worrying. Nowadays, more people in the US are willing to learn Karate; at least it has enough spectacle."

"And when it comes to actual combat, these foreigners are more willing to learn Krav Maga, Marine Corps combat techniques, or Jeet Kune Do—things that are easy to learn quickly and are highly effective for close-quarters Grappling, defensive counterattacks, and even one-hit kills."

"In comparison, our Huaxia Traditional Martial Arts don't really appeal to either side."

Li Changsheng couldn't help but nod inwardly upon hearing this.

Analyzing it this way, it really was the case. Take Zhirou Martial Arts Club, for example; it was typical Yang Style Tai Chi.

To those who didn't understand, the movements were gentle and slow, looking soft and weak, as if it had no actual combat capability at all.

Foreigners were just like that; they liked to see things that looked powerful on the surface.

And Yang Style Tai Chi didn't fit their first impression at all. Furthermore, many Huaxia Traditional Martial Arts were the same; even Baji Quan and Hung Ga, which emphasized large, open movements and fierce, domineering power, didn't seem cool enough to them. They didn't even seem as sophisticated as Krav Maga.

"This is indeed a problem, but are our fellow countrymen currently unwilling to learn it?" Li Changsheng asked. After all, there was a rule here not to easily pass on teachings to foreigners.

"Few, too few." Zhang Youdao shook his head. "Although it's much better here than back home, and many locals are willing to learn a skill for self-defense.

But first of all, there are many martial arts clubs here, and secondly, the total population here still can't compare to back home.

You know the situation back home; martial arts clubs there aren't exactly flourishing either. Here, a martial arts club with a few dozen students is considered quite good."

That was true. In some small places back home, you couldn't even see a few people in the martial arts clubs. It might be better in big cities, but it was still very limited.

"Let's go out and take a look. This should be your first time seeing Yang Style Tai Chi."

As he spoke, Zhang Youdao took the lead, stood up, and went to the hallway, standing by the railing and pointing downwards.

Seeing Li Changsheng lean over, the old man smiled faintly and said, "How is it? Did you figure anything out? How does this Yang Style Tai Chi hit people? How is force generated? Who here is the best fighter?"

Hearing this, Li Changsheng was taken aback, then smiled inwardly; the old man was testing his eye for martial arts.

In martial arts, discernment is also an aspect. If one can see through someone's force generation, fighting style, and general strength at a glance, it shows that the person has sufficient experience in martial arts.

Since it was a test, Li Changsheng began to watch carefully; he hadn't looked closely when he first came in.

The ones currently practicing boxing seriously were all students; some instructors hadn't made a Move, so Li Changsheng didn't look at those instructors and focused specifically on the students.

Those who didn't understand the situation might feel that this group of people were all more or less the same, as if they were all following rigid Moves and couldn't tell the difference at all.

But after watching for a long while, Li Changsheng already had an idea in his heart, and he spoke slowly: "If I'm not mistaken, it's that lean-looking big brother!"

Li Changsheng was pointing at one of the people practicing on the wooden dummy, and the person he indicated was standing in a corner, around thirty years old or so.

There were many people of this age among the students, but this big brother had a leaner build, making him look like the weakest one.

Hearing this, Zhang Youdao looked at Li Changsheng in surprise and said, "How did you see that?"

Li Changsheng smiled and continued: "I heard that within the Yang family back home, there are four types of Legacy: Large, Medium, Small, and Long Fist, while here, the Yang family Tai Chi Large Frame is mostly practiced."

"Junior has recently been reading books on Huaxia Traditional Martial Arts, and I saw records about Great Master Yang Chengfu teaching boxing. When this Yang Style Tai Chi Senior was teaching, he emphasized the word 'Relax' the most. He often said: 'Relax! Relax! Relax! If I don't tell you, you won't learn it in three lifetimes.'"

"And after watching once, the one who is the most relaxed here is him!"

Hearing this, Zhang Youdao was stunned. It was the first time he had heard Yang Style Tai Chi analyzed like this, but he had to admit that this method of finding an expert was really accurate.

After all, with some boxing styles, if you are relaxed, it might just mean you are a complete beginner, but in Yang Style Tai Chi, being able to be this relaxed most likely means you have real skills.

"You brat, that's cheating! Then tell me, where does the force generation of Yang Style Tai Chi lie? And how does it hit people?" Zhang Youdao felt a bit embarrassed and angry, but in his heart, he admired Li Changsheng even more.

He hadn't seen him for many days, and this brat's skills had truly increased.