MMB Chapter 6 This is the real Chinese martial arts
Chapter 6 This is the real Chinese martial arts
The video of Ma Cong challenging the Lion Boxing Gym has completely ignited the entire internet.
Initially, it was witnessed firsthand by the hundreds of thousands of viewers in Xiao Li and Zhao Biao's live stream.
Then, the boxing gym students who were terrified at the scene uploaded the footage they had recorded on their phones to Douyin (TikTok).
In a short time, videos from various angles and with different resolutions spread like wildfire across major platforms.
#Young Master Challenges Chancheng Boxing Gym#
#How many points would you give this special effect of smashing a cement wall with a single punch?#
#Is Chinese martial arts dead? Ma Cong of Bajiquan will teach you a lesson!#
The eye-catching headlines, coupled with the impactful video content, instantly ignited everyone's curiosity.
In the video, a young man dressed in a black Tang suit, instead of retreating, advances when surrounded by a group of muscular men.
His movements were as fast as lightning, his moves were wide and sweeping, and each strike contained an indescribable violent aesthetic.
He leaned against the mountain and knocked one of them flying.
Elbow to the heart, take one down.
The "Standing Cannon" instantly knocks the last one away.
The whole process was smooth... no, the whole process was clean and efficient, without a single unnecessary movement. In just a few seconds, all four professional boxers were rendered unable to fight.
If the previous fights only amazed people with his combat skills, then that last punch completely shattered everyone's worldview.
The young man lowered his stance, his aura reaching its peak, and unleashed a powerful punch.
"boom!"
With a loud crash, the sturdy load-bearing wall collapsed, and spiderweb-like cracks instantly covered the surface. The five large metal characters "Lion Boxing Gym" fell to the ground with a clatter.
Amidst the billowing smoke and dust, the young man stood upright, fists clenched.
The entire video then froze at that moment.
The comments section immediately erupted in excitement.
"Is this a real person? I thought it stepped out of the movie 'Kung Fu Hustle'!"
"Outrageous! Absolutely outrageous! This wall must be a shoddy construction project! No one could possibly punch something like this!"
"Hey upstairs, did you put thumb-thick rebar in your shoddy construction project? Didn't you see Zhao Biao pick up that piece of rebar later? It was all bent over!"
"I declare that from this day forward, Master Ma is my only idol! He's so cool! This is the Chinese martial arts we've always imagined!"
"Special effects, absolutely special effects! That bastard Zhao Biao will stop at nothing for traffic, hiring an actor to put on such an exaggerated show, does he think we're fools?"
"Exactly, a skinny seventeen or eighteen-year-old boy can beat several professional boxers into submission? And punch through a wall? Why don't you say he could punch the Earth to pieces?"
"Hey, you upstairs, stop showing off your intelligence. Didn't you see those boxers were really lying in pools of blood? Are you using real blood in your movie? Ambulances have arrived!"
Online opinions have been divided into two distinct camps.
A group of people were completely captivated by the unparalleled fierceness in the video, instantly becoming fans and shouting "Awesome!" and "Chinese martial arts are not dead!"
The other side insists that it's scripted, a publicity stunt, and special effects, arguing that it completely violates common sense and insults the audience's intelligence.
The two sides argued fiercely in the comment sections of various platforms, pushing Ma Cong's name to the top of the trending search list.
……
Chancheng, the headquarters of the Wushu Association.
In an antique-style office, the air was filled with the fragrance of sandalwood.
An elderly man, dressed in a traditional Chinese jacket, with gray hair but a sprightly spirit, was holding a cup of tea and savoring it slowly.
His name is Huang Tianxiang, the president of the Chancheng Martial Arts Association, and a direct descendant of Huang Feihong.
"President."
A young woman dressed in a smart outfit, looking dashing and spirited, strode in.
She handed a cell phone to Huang Tianxiang.
"Take a look at this."
Huang Tianxiang put down his teacup, took the phone, and saw a video of Ma Cong challenging the opponent playing on the screen.
He initially just glanced at it casually, but the moment he saw Ma Cong make his move, he froze completely.
When the video showed Ma Cong sitting on his horse, smashing a cement wall with a single punch.
Huang Tianxiang suddenly stood up from the armchair, spilling tea from his cup and wetting half of his clothes, but he was completely unaware.
He stared intently at the young figure on the screen, his breathing becoming rapid, his face filled with unbelievable excitement.
"Ming Jin! This is a Ming Jin martial artist!"
The young woman, who was also skilled in martial arts, gaped in astonishment upon hearing this.
"President, you mean... he's already at the Ming Jin level at such a young age?"
"It's more than just Ming Jin!" Huang Tianxiang's voice trembled. "Look at his final lean and punch; the power was concentrated and didn't dissipate, flowing through his entire body. He has clearly mastered Ming Jin to a high level!"
As if recalling something, he said with deep emotion, "My grandfather, Wong Fei-hung, was a genius of unparalleled talent, yet he only barely touched the threshold of Ming Jin (a martial arts technique) in his early twenties. This young man, judging by his appearance, is no more than seventeen or eighteen years old, and he has already achieved such great things!"
Huang Tianxiang's fingertip slid across the screen, freezing the image on the moment when Ma Cong clasped his hands in a respectful greeting.
"Bajiquan, Ma Cong..."
He muttered to himself, "Could it be that those old monsters from the Eight Extremes Sect, who secluded themselves in seclusion, trained this young grandmaster?"
The real circle of traditional Chinese martial arts is actually very small.
In their eyes, swindlers like Master Sun are not even worthy of being called clowns.
Ma Cong's video did indeed attract the attention of some people.
But apart from seasoned experts like Huang Tianxiang with his sharp eye, most people subconsciously categorize him as a fraudster who engages in hype.
After all, punching through a wall sounds too fantastical.
……
Ma Cong himself was completely unaware of the uproar that was brewing online.
Or rather, he simply doesn't care.
After completing the mission of "rectifying the reputation of Chinese martial arts," he flew directly back to Jincheng.
For him, going to Chancheng was simply to defend the dignity of Chinese martial arts and, incidentally, complete the system's mission.
As for becoming famous or an internet celebrity, he has no interest in that.
At this moment, he has returned to his small house in the old town.
He took off the black Tang suit that he had only worn once, carefully folded it, and put it back in the deepest part of the wardrobe.
This garment is a symbol of the sect's honor, and one is only entitled to wear it when standing up for martial arts.
After changing into a simple T-shirt and shorts, he returned to being an ordinary high school student.
Tomorrow is the first day of school for senior students at Jincheng No. 16 Middle School.
He needs to register.
Although he is now a Ming Jin martial artist with strength far exceeding that of ordinary people, he does not intend to give up his studies because of this.
His parents are both long-haul truck drivers who are constantly on the go. They work hard to support his education, hoping that he can get into a good university and not suffer like they did in the future.
He cannot let this expectation down.
Studying and taking the college entrance exam—this is also the path he must take.
He wants both martial arts and academic pursuits.