The spectators around looked at Gu Tianzhi. At this time, everyone knew that Gu Tianzhi was Zhao Jinhong's senior brother just now. This scene of the junior brother losing and the senior brother taking action is simply a plot in the storytelling of the novel, and it is also very attractive to passers-by in reality.

Some passers-by even began to whisper to find out what the eldest senior brother Gu Tianzhi is.

When they heard someone inquiring about Gu Tianzhi, the disciples of Zhenwu Guojiu Museum couldn't help but start bragging about the introduction:

"Our senior brother started practicing martial arts at the age of three, and now he has obtained the true teachings of his master."

"The elder brother's light skills are among the best in our Zhenwu National Museum of Art. Even among the young generation in Tianjin, few people are his opponents."

"Our senior brother once learned the art from Henan's 'Sai Taibao'. Does 'Sai Taibao' know? Taibao is Dai Zong, the god-going Taibao in Water Margin. He can travel 800 miles a day. This 'Sai Taibao' is even more powerful than Dai Zong!"

The junior brothers bragged for a while, and the spectators around him immediately felt that this senior brother Gu Tianzhi looked so powerful.

At this time, Gu Tianzhi had already stood on the starting line. Although he seemed to be determined to win, he did not dare to underestimate Chen Qiang. After all, Zhao Jinhong lost to Chen Qiang, Gu Tianzhi also saw it with his own eyes.

After the sound of the gong, Gu Tianzhi lifted up the qi of the Dantian, pressed the upper alveolar with the tip of his tongue, used the technique of light skills, and then rushed forward with a step.

Gu Tianzhi did have some hard work in light skills. He ran, his steps were elegant, as if he was flying high. He was really eager to go, and he was not good at all. Even if he was chasing him hard, he still had a free and natural temperament!

Just looking at Gu Tianzhi's running posture and movements, he does have the style of a master, but unfortunately, this is a sprint competition, not a performance of being handsome alone. No matter how elegant Gu Tianzhi's running movements are, he still lags behind Chen Qiang.

"I can't lose. If I lose, wouldn't it mean that the Chinese arts and light skills are not as good as the track and field of Western sports!" Gu Tianzhi showed off all his strength without reservation, but found that he still couldn't catch up with Chen Qiang in front.

The distance of fifty or sixty meters is very short, and you can run it in more than six seconds. This is the effort of drinking a sip of tea. However, it is this sip of tea that makes Gu Tianzhi feel like hell.

"I lost!" Gu Tianzhi watched Chen Qiang first reach the finish line. His deep-hit look was even better than Zhao Jinhong before.

In Gu Tianzhi's view, his failure not only made him embarrassed the master's sect, but also made him embarrassed the Tianjin martial arts world and the entire national martial arts. This failure means that the "local sports" has lost to "foreign sports". If the national martial arts are not strong in the future, then Gu Tianzhi will become a sinner in history!

Chen Qiang didn't know that Gu Tianzhi would have so many ideas. If he knew, he would definitely advise Gu Tianzhi not to think too much, things would not be that complicated.

Martial arts are not inherited by Gu Tianzhi alone. What's more, history has proved that the so-called "foreign sports" will eventually evolve into a global competitive sports and become part of the mutual exchange between different countries and different ethnic groups. This is the general trend, and it cannot be stopped by one or two people.

"I'm willing to give up and say goodbye!" Gu Tianzhi lowered his head with a little shame, clasped his fists at Chen Qiang, and then left without even replying. Other disciples from Zhenwu National Museum also followed and left here.

"Isn't it just a loss of a game? It's not embarrassing. As for this!" Chen Qiang complained in his heart, and then continued to greet other spectators.

...

The next day, the temple fair continued, but it was still crowded.

In front of the stall of Wuzhou Pharmacy, Chen Qiang was still performing sprints and interacting with passers-by.

After outperforming two passers-by, Chen Qiang asked to the crowd: "Who else is willing to go on stage and give it a try?"

A short young man suddenly rushed out of the crowd and clasped his fists at Chen Qiang: "When Zhuang Ziping, his mentor is Wu Guang, who is here to ask you for advice today!"

"Is there another martial arts practitioner? There are so many martial arts practitioners in Tianjin, and there are many every day." Chen Qiang said in his heart, and then walked to the starting line.

Ten seconds later.

"Today, Zhuang Ziping, I admit my fate. The green mountains will not change, and the green water will flow forever. We will have a chance in the future!" Zhuang Ziping said that, lowered his head and ran away.

Chen Qiang stayed there, looking confused. Zhuangzi Pinglai suddenly ran faster. Before Chen Qiang could react, he ran away.

Chen Qianggang planned to continue to greet other spectators, but someone came out again.

The man also clasped his fists at Chen Qiang: "Liu Renjie has been learning Tan Le since he was a child, so I'm here to ask for advice."

Ten seconds later.

"Liu Renjie is willing to pay a disadvantage and say goodbye!"

After Liu Renjie finished speaking, he disappeared into the crowd and ran away.

"Zhou Congyi, a Shaolin lay disciple, is here..." A flat-headed man walked out.

Ten seconds later, Zhou Congyi also escaped.

Chen Qiang suddenly felt that this seemed like a déjà vu that a gourd baby saved his grandfather.

He outperformed six martial arts people in Tianjin in succession, and six of them were all ten-second fast boys.

After winning six games in a row, Chen Qiang was a little afraid to ask, "Which viewer wants to come up and give it a try." He looked at the crowd around him with guilt.

Fortunately, the seventh man Calabash was not out.

Perhaps it was because Liuwa was invisible and Chen Qiang could not see it.

...

The next day, Chen Qiang had just appeared at the temple fair. Before the warm-up exercise was finished, a strong man dressed in short clothes came over.

This is the first month of the year and the winter. This strong man is wearing a vest shorts, and Chen Qiang feels cold when he looks at it.

"Yang Jingang is here to ask for advice!" The strong man clasped his fists at Chen Qiang.

"I haven't digested the breakfast yet, and the gourd baby is here again!" Chen Qiang kept complaining in his heart.

Chen Qiang is a little scared when he sees someone clasping his fists at him. He looks up and down at Yang Jingang, and then asks: "Mr. Yang, it's winter now. It's just winter before the New Year. You're wearing so little, isn't it cold?"

"We martial arts practitioners are practicing in winter, 39th, summer, and 30th, summer, and 30th, and what I practice is a golden bell cover iron cloth shirt. The Thirteenth Taibao practices horizontally and is not afraid of the cold and heat!" Yang Jingang said proudly.

"Mr. Yang, aren't you a light technician?" Chen Qiang asked subconsciously.

"Of course I have practiced light skills, but the most proud thing I am is to sweep the legs of the Vajra!" Song Jingang said, patting his thighs.

Chen Qiang looked at Yang Jingang's thighs. He was indeed thick enough. He thought that if he played football, he would be able to destroy an opponent with just one kick.

"Mr. Song, who is here to run faster? I don't want to kick people." Chen Qiang said guiltily.

"You are a young man who is less than 20 years old. Why should I kick you? Don't worry, I'm here to compete with you. Who can run faster!" Yang Jingang said.

"You can't kick someone if you lose." Chen Qiang said again.

"I, Yang Jingang, always speaks with spit and nails. If you don't kick people, you won't kick people!" Yang Jingang said, slapped his chest.

"Okay, let's compare once." Chen Qiang agreed.

Ten seconds later, Yang Jingang lowered his head in shame and ran away like a rat crossing the street.

When she left, Yang Jingang was thinking secretly that she really wanted to give Chen Qiang a Vajra sweeper leg!

On this day, Chen Qiang defeated four more gourd kids.

...

Chen Qiang is not a martial arts practitioner, and he doesn't know about the martial arts world, so he doesn't know that at this time, many conservative martial artists in Tianjin's martial arts world have regarded Chen Qiang as a thorn in the palm.

The 1930s were the most fierce battle between Chinese and Chinese sports. Tianjin, as the largest city in the north at that time, was also the city where northern martial artists gathered the most, was naturally the most critical place for Chinese and Chinese sports.

In the eyes of those martial artists who support "local sports", if you lose light skills to sprint, it would be great! Doesn't this mean that traditional Chinese martial arts lost to Western sports?

That is absolutely not possible, so we must challenge it! We must fight back the face of the Chinese martial arts.

So the action of the Caulova to save his grandfather began. Every day, the Caulova came to queue up to send people to their heads.

Some reporters also joined in the fun, and then deliberately hyped up the dispute between traditional Chinese arts and Western sports to boost newspaper sales.

People don’t care about the big deal when watching the fun. Anyway, there are no cultural and entertainment activities these days. You have to spend money when you go to teahouses to listen to crosstalk, theaters to listen to operas, and movies to cinemas. You have to spend money to see martial arts masters challenging athletes at this temple fair. You can enjoy watching a penny without spending a penny. Good things!

So at the temple fair, Chen Qiang always watched countless people, and many ordinary people simply came over early in the morning, took a horse stool and sat in the front row, waiting to watch the fun.

Wuzhou Pharmacy is happy to see it. They invited Chen Qiang over, which was originally aroused popularity. Now most of the popularity at the temple fair has been attracted. Wuzhou Pharmacy is too happy!

Those who came to challenge Chen Qiang were all young people from Tianjin martial arts.

The masters of Tianjin are young, and the older ones are in their early forties, and the older ones are in their sixties and seventies. Chen Qiang is only seventeen years old this year. Those who have become famous will definitely not be able to appear in person to challenge Chen Qiang, otherwise they will inevitably be given a reputation of bullying the small by bullying the big.

Besides, challenging Chen Qiang as a famous master. If you win, you will bully the small one by the big one, and it will not be glorious at all when it is spread. If you lose, it will be even more embarrassing. I guess you won’t be able to raise your head in Tianjin martial arts in the future.

Famous masters are very fond of their feathers, so they send their disciples, the kind of young people in their twenties and thirties to challenge Chen Qiang.

The younger generation of martial artists are happy to challenge Chen Qiang. As long as they can win Chen Qiang, it will be a victory for "local sports" over "foreign sports". Then the winning challenger can also gain a reputation in the Tianjin martial arts world!

However, no one in the younger generation of Tianjin martial arts, whether it is a master of light skills, footwork, or leg skills, can win Chen Qiang.

Of course, this does not mean that these challengers can’t practice kung fu well, nor is that Chinese martial arts cannot compare to Western sports. It’s because Chinese martial arts and track and field sports are just two different things and are completely incomparable.

If it were later generations, people would definitely think that it would be ridiculous to compare light abilities to sprinting, but in the 1920s and 1930s, modern sports entered China not long ago, and people did not understand sports at all. Many people think that light abilities are running and jumping, and track and field are also running and jumping. Since they are running and jumping, then light abilities and track and field are really similar.

...

The temple fair of Tianhou Temple lasted until the fifteenth day of the first lunar month. After that, Nankai University also started, and Chen Qiang returned to campus life.

Without the Calabash to save grandpa, and without the martial arts masters to send off their heads, Chen Qiang was in a much more comfortable mood.

The Spring Festival in 1931 was in mid-February. Now that the fifteenth day of the first lunar month has passed, it has entered March. There are more than two months left before this year's North China Games, and Chen Qiang is about to prepare for the pre-match.

"Gourd baby, gourd baby, seven gourds and a flower, you are not afraid of wind and rain, la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la hm humming, walked out of the classroom, and headed towards the playground.

A figure flashed by and appeared suddenly in front of Chen Qiang.

"Is Mr. Chen Qiang?" the man asked.

Chen Qiang nodded: "I am Chen Qiang, do you have something to do with me?"

The man clasped his fists at Chen Qiang.

Seeing the other party clasping their fists, Chen Qiang was shocked. Before the other party could speak, Chen Qiang guessed what the person was here for.

"The gourd baby is here to save grandpa again! I'm so careless. I'm also a slut, so I hummed the gourd baby silently!"

I heard this man say, "In Liubeizhou, people from the world are nicknamed "Sai Shiqian". I heard that your Western light skills are very good. They are invincible in Tianjin. They come from Cangzhou to ask for advice!"
To be continued...