Chapter 045 Recommendation and Enlightenment
"Thank you!"
After pushing and throwing the two men off the stage, Chen Jue bowed, grabbed his coat that was thrown far away and put it on again, then walked off the stage amid applause and cheers.
Zhou Gang and Li Xiangning were both shocked. They ran to the military doctor to apply some external ointment, and then ran to talk to Chen Jue.
"Master Chen, was that the Iron Shirt move you just used from Shaolin Temple? You were able to take my Ming Jin force head-on, and nothing happened to you at all!" Li Xiangning was a little unbelievable. He had practiced martial arts for most of his life, but he was defeated by Chen Jue with just a few moves, and that was when he teamed up with someone to fight two against one.
When he came to his senses, he found that Chen Jue subdued the two men without using any hard punches, but instead used a push of the palm and a grappling and throwing move, showing that he was obviously holding back.
The difference in martial arts here is not just a little bit!
"It's not Iron Shirt Kung Fu, it's Shaolin Fighting Kung Fu." Seeing the other party asking this, Chen Jue did not hide it and told the other party the truth because he had been taught the mantra before.
If others treat him with sincerity, he will treat others with sincerity. This is the principle of life that Chen Jue learned when he was growing up in the countryside.
"Is Shaolin a martial arts training?"
"This is also the result of hard work accumulated over time!"
"Forget it, forget it. It's not unfair that I lost to a fellow disciple like you, Master Chen." Li Xiangning pondered for a while and finally sighed.
As for the young soldier Zhou Gang, he swung his arms which were a little red and swollen from applying medicine, ran over excitedly and asked, "Master Chen, you are so powerful, can I become your disciple?" It was obvious that after being subdued by Chen Jue in a few moves, he wanted to learn from him.
"Forget about becoming my disciple. It would be good to practice the Hong Quan that has been passed down from my family."
"But it seems that I won the first place in the competition. I may come to your group occasionally to teach martial arts. You can learn from me then." Chen Jue looked at the other party and said so.
"Thank you, Master Chen! I'm looking forward to learning from you!" Zhou Gang had a delighted look on his face. After witnessing Chen Jue's incredible ability to withstand blows and his martial arts foundation, he knew what it meant that there are always people better than you.
The martial artists in the community are not just show-offs as described on the Internet. They can also defeat these military fighting masters.
The three of them talked for a while, and soon Political Commissar Yao came to the stage and announced the end of this competition and exchange activity. Just like the soldiers' swift and decisive characteristics, they organized the activity without any procrastination.
As for Chen Jue, he was announced in front of everyone to be the martial arts coach of the group. Although it was just a nominal position, he would come to teach traditional martial arts regularly in the future.
This had been specifically stated before Chen Jue was invited to participate in the event. No matter which invited folk master won first place, he would be specially hired.
When the soldiers sitting around heard that such a great master like Chen Jue was coming to teach martial arts, they all clapped and cheered excitedly.
Of course, this hired martial arts coach can enjoy a monthly allowance of 6,000 yuan, which can be regarded as Chen Jue’s appearance fee.
Although the money is not much, not even as much as that Taekwondo black belt Coach Xie earns by taking in a few students, but it is enough for Chen Jue to have a formal income.
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After the noisy competition came to an end, Chen Jue went to the office to get a special appointment document, filled out the information, and chatted with Political Commissar Yao.
When Chen Jue learned that Political Commissar Yao and two other regiment commanders and deputy commanders were planning to jointly recommend him to participate in the military competition in October, he hesitated for a moment.
Upon learning that he would receive more allowances and even a large bonus if he came first, Chen Jue nodded and agreed.
Anyway, it was just a formality, and he could get paid for exchanging ideas with others, so Chen Jue naturally agreed happily.
Moreover, you will be able to meet more military masters at that time, which can be regarded as an opportunity for you to practice behind closed doors and go out to communicate and broaden your horizons. Why not do it?
It’s just that it’s only the end of August now, and there’s still more than a month left until October.
Moreover, the venue of the competition has not been decided yet, so I need to go back and wait for notification.
Of course, today's competition will be made into a special feature by Vancouver TV stations, promoted and broadcast throughout the Vancouver area, and will even appear in local morning and evening newspapers.
Unfortunately, Chen Jue doesn't like reading newspapers and has no habit of watching local TV stations. I'm afraid that by then this news will be like a stone sinking into the sea and not causing any waves.
After all, this is the Internet age, and the communication power of traditional media has declined significantly.
Unless that special feature was moved to the Internet, who would know that there would be such a special competition and exchange event here today?
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After having dinner in the cafeteria and being warmly received by several regiment leaders, Chen Jue finally got on the jeep and returned to Chen Village in more than 20 minutes.
Before coming here, I had to take a rural taxi and then a rural bus to get to the station, but when I arrived, I became a guest of honor in the group and was even sent to my doorstep. Thinking back to today's special experience, Chen Jue was filled with mixed feelings.
More than half a month ago, he was just an unemployed young man who had just resigned and returned to his hometown. Now, he has become a hired martial arts instructor for the local garrison troops.
Only he, the person involved, can understand the ups and downs and life twists and turns.
"It's all thanks to this attribute panel!" Chen Jue said in his heart.
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After returning home and resting for a while, Chen Jue planned to take a hot bath to relax. However, as the hot water was dripping on his body, Chen Jue suddenly remembered the formula of boat fist that Li Xiangning taught him during the day: "The Eight Immortals pass on the boat, and the power is generated naturally when entering the water."
After a whole day of activities outside, his spirit was tense. When he returned home, his brain was suddenly empty and his thoughts were scattered. When he thought about this boxing formula, it was as if he had caught some inspiration.
In the shower room, I used the power of the Eight Immortals Posture. The pores on my skin, which was being washed under the hot water, suddenly closed, and goose bumps stood up, as hard as iron beans.
When the hot water from the shower head flows over the skin, it is suddenly affected by the force of the pores closing, and immediately turns into naughty water droplets that splash everywhere.
"This is Ming Jin, strong, explosive and direct."
"What is the hidden power?" Chen Jue stared at the flying water droplets, a thoughtful look flashing in his eyes.
Then he turned off the shower, dried himself, changed into clean clothes, went out, and headed straight for the Chencun Reservoir behind.
It was already past 8 o'clock in the evening. The reservoir was silent, with only the occasional barking of dogs coming from Huangjia Village opposite the reservoir.
The dim lights make the reservoir environment even more quiet.
Chen Jue went up to the embankment and did not practice any boxing techniques or standing meditation. Instead, he just stood there staring at the dark water.
With a physique of 1.98 meters, he has greatly improved his myopia and astigmatism, and can see very far even at night.
Staring at the undercurrent that occasionally surged on the calm water, Chen Jue recited the mantra of boat boxing: "The Eight Immortals pass by on the boat, and the power is naturally generated when entering the water."
With one quick step, he ran and jumped onto the small boat that was docked at the shore.
After untying the boat rope, we rowed the boat to the place where the undercurrent was surging.
That was the location of the reservoir's flood discharge valve. There was a vortex-like water funnel spinning on the water surface, which could be seen clearly even at night.
"Does the power of entering water come naturally?"
Staring at the funnel vortex for a while, Chen Jue muttered to himself, and his whole body seemed to be possessed by a demon. He jumped out of the edge of the boat, and then performed the starting move of the Eight Immortals Posture "Zhongli Sitting Drum" in mid-air. He took a deep breath, and then fell into the funnel vortex with a plop.
