The seller of the heavens

two months later.

The boxing and martial arts of the martial arts disciples have been introduced one after another, and it is more than enough to beat ordinary adults.

Thus, Jiang Chen began to teach a higher level of martial arts: Tan Legs.

Yan Zhendong also passed on a set of boxing techniques.

At the same time, arrange for the disciples to conduct actual combat training with members of the Shahe Gang.

The members of the Shahe gang stayed in prison for two months. Although the living environment was not good, the food and drink were not bad, but all of them became fatter.

After starting the actual combat training, the people of the Shahe gang began to complain. There were only a dozen of them, but there were a hundred disciples in the martial arts hall. They were challenged by a group of disciples in turn every day.

With the guidance of Jiang Chen and Yan Zhendong, the disciples of the martial arts school, their strength improved rapidly. As time went by, the members of the Shahe gang became less and less opponents, and they were beaten more and more badly day by day.

The scars on his body never healed.

Hong Teng, the head of the Shahe Gang, was also repeatedly challenged by Liang Kuan, Fang Tianhao and other outstanding disciples.

In the beginning, Hong Teng was able to win with his experience and various tricks. Slowly, when Liang Kuan and others adapted to his moves, Hong Teng began to lose.

Jiang Chen took great care of Hong Teng, whenever Hong Teng was injured, he would immediately heal his wounds with the best golden sore medicine, and then let the disciples continue to fight.

After three months.

Jiang Chen carried out publicity again, and recruited another thousand martial arts disciples.

In order to accommodate so many people, all the gardens and pavilions in the martial arts hall were demolished, and stone slabs were laid to become a martial arts arena.

As for the dormitories, they are collective dormitories with more than a dozen or twenty people, but they can live there.

Jiang Chen asked those one hundred seniors to bring the one thousand new disciples to train. In this way, it was easier for him and Yan Zhendong than before.

Martial arts can be regarded as on the right track.

Meanwhile, his business with Gianna continues.

After inspection, the quality of the first batch of firearms was not bad, and Jiang Chen successively bought more than 2,000 more firearms.

Each transaction is to replace guns and bullets with pearls.

Jaina obviously made a lot of money. Although she had some doubts about Jiang Chen's purchase of so many firearms, she didn't think too much about it for the huge benefits, and completed the deal with Jiang Chen.

Although the momentum of Xinghuo Martial Arts is huge, but Huang Feihong and the militia, who are behind the scenes, are clearly attracting the attention of the government, so the government doesn't pay too much attention to a martial arts school.

This is also related to the chaos of the overall situation: there are too many people who rebel in various places every year, and the Qing court can't control it at all. As long as Jiang Chen doesn't blatantly pull up the flag to rebel, local officials will generally not find trouble for nothing, after all, making money is the most important thing.

If you really want to get out of the basket, you will not only delay your own money, but you may lose your black hat.

On the other hand, during this period, the theater performed "Master Jiang's Three Plays of the Black Tiger Gang" and "Jiang Daxia Fighting the Shahe Gang", which were very popular, and Jiang Chen's reputation in Foshan was getting higher and higher.

Occasionally, someone would come to Xinghuo Martial Arts Hall, asking Jiang Chen to uphold justice.

...

Xinghuo Martial Arts Gym, open space in the backyard.

Jiang Chen stood in the middle of the open space, tall and straight, as motionless as a mountain.

Yan Zhendong and Huang Feihong kept punching and attacking Jiang Chen one after the other.

The iron fist pierced the air, and the shadows of the legs flew. Each blow contained a powerful force, enough to smash the thick bluestone slabs and break the wooden piles.

when!

when!

when!

There was a sound of metal and iron clanging.

Jiang Chen endured the continuous attacks from the two, and his body remained motionless, as if he could not feel the strength of his fists and feet at all.

It wasn't until the time for a cup of tea that Huang Feihong stopped.

Looking at the unscathed Jiang Chen, Yan Zhendong couldn't help but secretly startled:

"Your horizontal training skills are far superior to mine. I really don't know how you practice."

Huang Feihong looked at his slightly reddened fist, not to mention that Jiang Chen was not injured by his previous series of fierce attacks, but his fist was injured by the counter-shock force, causing a dull pain.

He was quite emotional:

"Brother Jiang's current body is enough to be called a real copper-skinned and iron-framed body. Being able to practice horizontal kung fu to this level is unprecedented."

"Thanks to you and Brother Yan's help during this time."

Jiang Chen is also quite satisfied with his current strong defense ability. During this time, apart from running the martial arts gym, he spent the rest of his time practicing horizontal kung fu.

Now he has completely integrated the horizontal training iron cloth shirt into the golden bell cover iron cloth shirt, combining the two horizontal training kung fu into one.

He would often ask Yan Zhendong and Huang Feihong to help in volleyball, exert all kinds of strength to temper his body, and cooperate with various medicines, Jiang Chen's cross-training kung fu will improve so fast.

Compared with three months ago, his defensive ability has been improved by another layer. There is an extremely tough fascia on the outside, and internal strength on the inside. It can be said that the inside and the outside are integrated, as strong as steel.

Now, even a master like Huang Feihong can hardly hurt Jiang Chen.

Jiang Chen looked at Yan Zhendong and said:

"I'm going to the provincial capital in two days, and I'll leave it to you to take care of the martial arts hall."

Yan Zhendong nodded: "Don't worry, there will be the first batch of disciples to help manage, nothing will happen in the martial arts hall."

Through this period of getting along, Jiang Chen also saw that Yan Zhendong did not have a good impression of the Qing court and lacked fear. He was a good material for rebellion. While he was explaining some revolutionary ideas to Yan Zhendong, he was also training his management ability.

Now Yan Zhendong is in charge of Xinghuo Martial Arts, which is more than enough.

Jiang Chen looked at Huang Feihong again:

"Brother Huang, how is your school doing?"

After going through a series of events, Huang Feihong's thinking has also changed, and he is no longer as old-fashioned as he was at the beginning. During this period, he and several wealthy businessmen and friends opened a school to recruit students to teach martial arts and various knowledge.

In Huang Feihong's words, it is to broaden the wisdom of the people, practice martial arts to strengthen the body, and combine wisdom and martial arts.

Of course, Huang Feihong's transformation had something to do with Jiang Chen and Thirteenth Aunt, and their ideas still influenced Huang Feihong to some extent.

...

Two days later, Jiang Chen went to the provincial capital by train.

During this period of time, he successively sold a batch of pearls in Foshan and exchanged a lot of gold and silver, but the local digestion capacity was limited after all.

A large number of pearls appear on the market in a short period of time, and it takes a while to digest, otherwise the price will be lowered easily.

So he planned to go to the provincial capital to sell a batch of pearls, and at the same time, open a branch of the martial arts gym in the provincial capital.

The steam trains of this era are full of the atmosphere of the times. When driving, they are very noisy and the carriage shakes violently.

As soon as he got out of the station, Jiang Chen felt the noise and chaos of the provincial capital.

Compared with Foshan, there are undoubtedly more people in the provincial capital, and the streets are crowded.

Skinny beggars can be seen everywhere on the streets, as well as people who sell children and women.

Someone was leaning against the corner and sucking on the drugs happily. Although he was skinny and skinny, he was still intoxicated.

The people in the casino yelled and dragged passers-by to buy calligraphy flowers, which were somewhat similar to the lottery tickets of later generations.

There are also children from rich families wearing silk brocades and walking birds in cages, so uncomfortable.

The low-rise houses in the vicinity stretched out, appearing crowded and dilapidated, while the western-style buildings in the concession in the distance were unusually tall and tidy.

A large group of students held banners and shouted slogans in protest:

"Against the Treaty of Shimonoseki!"

"Against the cession of Taiwan!"

"Oppose Li Hongzhang to seek peace with Japan!"

Jiang Chen watched the students walk away before looking back, beckoning for a rickshaw:

"Go to the largest inn in the provincial capital."