Lin Weiran's figure gradually disappeared.

Bruce Lee raised his fists high and enjoyed the glory of the championship, but his heart couldn't get excited. This victory was missing an important person.

"Senior brother, nothing will happen to him, right?"

In the stands, Li Haiquan thanked Ip Man: "Master Ye's clever plan is really great. Xiaolong can defeat his opponent thanks to you."

Shao Ruhai also made no secret of his admiration: "Master Ye is so calm when he breaks through Ming Jin in the battle. He really knows what's going on."

Facing the two compliments, Ip Man smiled unnaturally, and even the senior brother behind Ip Wen looked embarrassed at the moment.

Because this is not the original tactic at all.

The tactics Ip Man formulated for Bruce Lee were to endure, to endure for a while and build up the energy, to endure three times, to accumulate three times, and to kill with the final blow.

No matter how powerful Ip Man was, he was not sure that Bruce Lee would be able to break through Ming Jin in battle and fully utilize the power of the inch fist.

"Master Ye, we will hold a celebration party for Xiaolong tonight. You and all the disciples must appreciate it." Li Haiquan sincerely invited.

"Besides, you and your son are busy with a lot of things, so we won't bother you and say goodbye first." Ye Wen said and led everyone away.

"Okay, Master Ye, see you tonight, please go slowly!" Li Haiquan didn't know what was going on and was not aware of it at all.

After leaving the arena, the eldest brother suddenly said with dissatisfaction: "Master, Xiaolong is too self-righteous. Does he not care about your face at all when he does this?"

"It's just that Bruce Lee didn't even listen to his master. Without your personal guidance, master, how could he defeat his opponent so easily."

Beside him, Xin Li said angrily.

"That's enough! What's the use of talking about it now? The master will lead you in. Practice is personal. How to fight is his business. I just suggest that you go back."

Ye Wen said in a deep voice.

The grandmaster's state of mind will naturally not fluctuate over such trivial matters. It would be great if Bruce Lee adopted the tactics he arranged and won. It would be okay if he won by taking a deviant approach or using dangerous tactics.

But Ye Wen will not accept this credit. As for being angry, he is not worried. What he is worried about now is where Lin Weiran is.

"Dun Liang, Liang Ting, go and find out where Wei Ran has gone. I don't know why, but I am always a little worried."

"Yes, Master."

Senior Brother and Liang Ting said at the same time.

………

One side is happy and the other side is sad.

After three days of training, Lin Weiran's body was almost healed, and Zhang Feng no longer had to lie in bed all day.

The only thing he is worried about is probably Bruce Lee, "If this silly boy wins the championship, don't be as arrogant as in the original plot, and he will mess with some gangs."

"Brother Feng, why don't I go back first? After all, there is no problem now. I'm afraid someone will be anxious in two days."

Zhang Feng said jokingly: "It must be Master Ye. If he was really anxious, he should have come to save you that night with the Eight-Zhan Sword."

"How do you know?"

Lin Weiran was suddenly surprised.

Zhang Feng curled his lips and said: "You are the only one who is smart, while everyone else is a fool? My father and Ip Man are both Wing Chun masters, although he defeated Ip Man in one move.

To put it bluntly, Wing Chun is Ye He Zhang. Your Wing Chun frame is neat and your strength is pure, and anyone with a discerning eye can see it.

I asked you to come boxing out of curiosity in the first place, to see what Ip Man's disciples are capable of, otherwise you would have kicked him out."

Zhang Feng looked proud,

Lin Weiran was helpless: "You are not a fool after all. If you know it, just know it. I can go. When Senior Zhang comes back, please tell me for me. I will come to thank him in person in a few days."

"You'd better tell him yourself. Lao Zhang said that you should wait until he comes back before leaving. He probably has something to explain. It's been three days and there's no rush."

"Oh well."

Lin Weiran could only wait.

On the fourth day, Zhang Tianzhi came back from outside.

Lin Weiran found that Zhang Tianzhi's face was a little tired, but he was still energetic, and there was a sharp look in his eyes.

"Are you able to get up? Yes, it's good to be young. It's a little late to come back, but you don't have to worry about He Shenghe."

Zhang Tianzhi said slowly.

Lin Weiran's heart was filled with waves.

As expected of Zhang Tianzhi, he said the most awesome things in the calmest tone, and it was not against the rules at all.

"Senior, you won't beat them all to death, right?" Lin Weiran asked uncertainly, Zhang Tianzhi looked strange.

"What are you thinking? I'm not a murderer. I just went to an old friend to mediate on my behalf."

Lin Weiran breathed a sigh of relief.

"Sorry, junior, I have troubled you."

Zhang Tianzhi shook his head: "It's not all for you. If I don't come forward, I'm afraid A Feng will also be in danger. You young people are so full of blood."

"It's a good thing that you were better than us when you were young. You picked over twenty martial arts schools in Xiangjiang, and I just made a small fuss."

Zhang Tianzhi glared,

Zhang Feng quickly shut his mouth.

Lin Weiran quickly explained: "It's all my fault. Brother Feng is almost forty, not even a young man. It's all my fault."

Zhang Feng: "..."

"You might as well not explain."

Zhang Feng said with a depressed look.

After a simple dinner, Lin Weiran said goodbye, but Zhang Tianzhi asked him to go with him, which made Lin Weiran quite puzzled.

But then Lin Weiran became excited.

Zhang Tianzhi seemed to be giving him some advice, "You have a solid foundation in Wing Chun, and you are the best among the juniors I have ever seen."

"Senior, that's a big reward."

Lin Weiran said modestly.

"How many years have you practiced Wing Chun?"

Lin Weiran thought for a while: "More than three years."

"Only three years? It's amazing, he's so talented!" Zhang Tianzhi rarely showed any unusual signs. Even Ip Man's own son has been practicing since he was a child, so he probably has such profound skills.

"Ip Man has a good apprentice!"

Zhang Tianzhi sighed, and then said: "Your Wing Chun is integrated, and it is only a matter of time before you reach our level.

However, I personally feel that Ip Man’s Wing Chun is still too humble, which has a lot to do with his character. He will not take action unless he is pushed hard."

Lin Weiran nodded.

Zhang Tianzhi really understands Ip Man very well.

"As for me, boxing is ruthless and leaves no room for anything. It is easy to break. I have experienced too many setbacks to understand this truth."

“The seniors’ advice will be kept in mind by the juniors.”

Zhang Tianzhi shook his head: "It's not really any advice, it's just some emotions. As an elder, I should support the younger ones.

But Ip Man must have taught you everything that can be taught. Think about it, I only have some bridge-listening skills here. Do you want to listen to them?"

"Juniors are all ears."

Lin Weiran said without hesitation.

A smile appeared on Zhang Tianzhi's face: "You boy, the one you promised is called Trumpf. Do you know where I lost in the competition with Ye Wen?"

"I heard it's Tingqiao..."

Lin Weiran couldn't help but be startled.

Zhang Tianzhi nodded and said, "It's just Tingqiao, so I'm going to teach you Tingqiao Kungfu. Don't you think about why I want to teach you this?"

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