259: Chapter 256 Merit Without Victory, Ten Years in the Martial World

In fact, Choy Li Fut itself is very strong; it's just that this Master Lü Shu likely isn't a direct descendant. He has Visible Power, but it's incomplete, and his martial foundation is even inferior to Chen Youcai's.

A true Choy Li Fut expert must be swift and fierce, like a bird of prey destroying its target, using kicks, side stomps, back strikes, flying kicks, and attacking from both sides.

In terms of Moves, it is known for combining motion and stillness, being as steady as a mountain yet as agile as a rabbit, using vocal shouts to boost power, and being both flexible and stable.

During the era of the old society, the famous figures of Choy Li Fut were the Four Sages and Eight Talents.

Some specific sayings divide it into the Cai Family's fist, the Li Family's sword, and the Buddhism's leg.

The Drunken Eight Immortals and Drunken Wangchuan; the Cross Lock conquers all under heaven.

Truth be told, Master Lü Shu's Tiger Form isn't considered a top-tier technique within Choy Li Fut, so his level of skill is predictable.

Therefore, seeing that his System didn't notify him of any progress in the task, Li Changsheng wasn't surprised. Choy Li Fut combines the essence of three families, including fists, kicks, and weapons; how could he understand its general scope at a single glance?

"Yes, Master Li's guidance is correct. I will definitely practice my leg techniques diligently in the future!" Master Lü Shu nodded repeatedly. Since the other party was a big shot, whatever he said was right.

"Master Lv, what happened to you?"

Seeing this, Chen Youcai, who was standing to the side, immediately became amused.

As the saying goes, however much you gloated just now is how much you'll suffer now.

"It's just so slippery!"

Master Lü Shu retreated back into the crowd and said irritably.

"Right, right, right! The floor was oiled today!" Chen Youcai suppressed a laugh.

After two consecutive incidents, no one dared to look down on this young man in the center anymore.

One couldn't tell much from Master Chen's push-hands, but everyone had just seen clearly that Master Lv's hands were dislocated in just a few Moves, and the young man had only struck once during the process.

The speed was so fast that no one even saw his hand technique clearly.

However, just as everyone was about to step forward to get to know Li Changsheng, a voice suddenly rang out from the back of the crowd.

"Every claw strike hits home, and every withdrawal takes a handful of flesh. Master Li, great skills!"

Hearing this voice, Li Changsheng saw everyone's expressions stiffen, and for a moment, their movements to step forward halted.

The crowd parted to reveal a path, and a slightly thin but high-spirited middle-aged man wearing a Tang suit walked in.

This person was none other than Brother Leg, Wan Qianhe.

"Master Wan, please don't make things difficult for the young man."

Chen Youcai hurriedly said with a compensatory smile.

Since he had just received a favor from Li Changsheng, he tried to smooth things over, fearing that this martial idiot Wan Qianhe would look for a fight.

"What? Master Chen, what are you to him? Or what are you to me? Does he really need you to stand up for him?"

Wan Qianhe glanced at Chen Youcai and snorted coldly, giving him no Face at all.

And his words weren't wrong; one can stand up for someone, but there are rules. Without a relationship or reputation, standing up for someone just makes you a target, which is asking for death.

Upon hearing this, Chen Youcai decisively backed down; losing Face in front of Master Wan wasn't considered shameful.

"Master Li, is it? Are we fighting?" Wan Qianhe's gaze fell back onto Li Changsheng as he spoke indifferently.

Li Changsheng hadn't expected Wan Qianhe to get involved either.

"Master Wan, I am neither a Chuo Gan nor a Liao Gan. I don't want to fight, and you have no reason to force me, right?"

Li Changsheng shook his head.

"Heh, with the Southern Fist lineage, you talk about their rules; with me, you talk about the rules of the Northern Four Poles. You know quite a lot. Who is your master?"

Wan Qianhe was somewhat curious about Li Changsheng's background.

The so-called rules of the Four Poles in the Martial Forest are divided into Zuo Gan, Xing Gan, Liao Gan, and Chuo Gan.

Zuo refers to fixed guards; the instructors and Martial Masters of the old princely manors were of this type. Xing refers to escort masters.

Liao refers to Martial Masters who performed on the streets, and Chuo refers to those who opened martial arts schools. 'Chuo' means to set up the school's banner.

Li Changsheng said he was neither a Liao Gan nor a Chuo Gan.

This meant: I am neither a street performer nor a gym owner, so on what grounds are you fighting me? What reason is there to fight?

Street performers fight if given money, and for those opening a martial arts school, they must accept all challenges for the first three years.

"Master Wan, before asking others to announce their name, you must follow the rules yourself!" Li Changsheng said coldly, narrowing his eyes.

"Northern Leg, disciple of Wan Laisheng, Wan Qianhe!"

Seeing this, Wan Qianhe didn't hesitate; he immediately cupped his fists and said in a deep voice.

Hearing this, Li Changsheng didn't think much of it at first, but after carefully considering the lineage, he immediately thought of a famous figure.

He looked at Wan Qianhe again, his heart feeling somewhat complicated.

This Wan Qianhe really did come from a prestigious lineage, a true family of martial arts masters.

His master, Wan Laisheng, was himself an extremely famous grandmaster who had studied under Master Du Xinwu and Liu Baichuan.

He studied under Master Du Xinwu for seven years, meaning he had an incredibly strong foundation in Ziran Sect.

After that, besides taking Liu Baichuan as his master, he also studied under famous masters such as Yang Weizhi, Deng Zhiling, Wang Xianzhai, and Wang Rongbiao.

He was not only skilled in Shaolin techniques and Ziran Sect Internal Skill, but also dabbled in Xingyi, Bagua, Taiji, Monkey Fist, Pigua Zhang, Luohan, Southern Fist, as well as firearms and hidden weapons.

Moreover, like his master Liu Baichuan, his side profession was that of a doctor.

As for Wan Qianhe's grandmaster, Liu Baichuan, there was even less need to say more; he had been Mr. Sun's bodyguard, a famous specialist in Chinese orthopedics, and the Number One Leg of Jiangnan.

He once set up a challenge stage and fought for three consecutive days without a single defeat, and he was a Chinese Martial Arts instructor in many regions.

Therefore, hearing this guy's introduction, Li Changsheng was truly envious.

"Xingyi and Baji Quan, no current master, Li Changsheng. I once had a connection with Elder Zhang, Zhang Youdao, and learned some skills under him."

Since the other party had announced his name, Li Changsheng had no choice but to respond.

"Zhang Youdao?"

Hearing this, Wan Qianhe actually began to ponder. Before long, he nodded and cupped his fists again: "So you are acquainted with Elder Zhang. I have met the old gentleman; he is a respected Senior.

However, the Senior is the Senior, and Master Li is Master Li. We won't talk about that here; let's just talk about martial arts, shall we?"

"Do you really want to fight?"

"Of course. Master Li's skills are high, and I am itching for a match. As the saying goes, Moves without Internal Skill will lead to a dead end in the Jianghu. Internal Skill without Moves will have you wandering the Jianghu for ten years.

I have already wandered for those ten years, and only today do I realize I'm still a bit lacking. I just need to clash with Master Li."

Wan Qianhe had likely been active in the Beijing-Tianjin area quite a bit, as these old proverbs and sayings came to him naturally.

If it weren't for Elder Zhang frequently saying these proverbs, he might not have been able to understand them.

"In literature there is no first, in martial arts there is no second. Master Wan, if we fight, I won't be able to hold back!" Li Changsheng sighed.

"Sigh! Master Li worries too much. Your skill is already 'stillness within motion like a willow in the breeze, motion within stillness like the moon behind the clouds.'

This skill is just one step away from the spirit-driven movement of the Transforming Power realm. Don't you want to find a suitable opponent to practice with?"

Wan Qianhe's silver tongue was truly impressive. Seeing that Li Changsheng was already wavering, he continued with a smile:

"That which cannot be attained is called the Empty Gate; that which can be attained is called the Dharma Gate. That which cannot be cultivated is mere chanting; that which can be cultivated is the True Scripture. Master Li, the opportunity is rare!"

Watching the two of them exchange words on the field, many of the onlookers were somewhat confused.

"By the way, what are Master Wan and Master Li talking about?"

"No idea."

"Although I don't understand, I feel like Master Wan sounds like a salesman."