Chapter 705 Look away
Fu Kong, who was freed from his memories, simply put on his clothes and left home after thinking for a moment.
What he likes to wear most on weekdays is the Mao suit. Although it doesn't match his handsome face at all, he doesn't care about other people's opinions. It doesn't suit his face but suits his true age.
This outfit is not called "Mao suit" in this world, but the troupe leader called it that when he complained about his clothes. As for what the clothes are called in this world, he didn't know, so he just followed the troupe leader's call.
The Imperial Capital has been really lively recently.
Probably because of the martial arts tournament, I could feel a lot of strong auras on the road, some of which even made Fu Kong glance at them thoughtfully.
It seems that the higher-ups did not lie before. This kind of conference can indeed attract a large number of capable people.
But there are indeed many martial arts practitioners who are capable, and at the same time, there are also more more unfathomable magicians.
Fu Kong came to a martial arts gym.
It was driven by a friend of his.
His arrival attracted a lot of attention. Fu Kong didn't bother to hide his appearance, and his eyes were really iconic. In addition, he had recently regained his fame after returning to the battlefield, even though the dynasty itself had restrictions. The idea of fame spreading, but paper cannot contain the fire.
Many apprentices in the martial arts hall became excited when they saw Fu Kong appearing.
"Look! It's General Fu!"
"He is no longer a general."
"That's the God of War too!"
"That is the goal we all strive for. In the future, if I succeed in learning martial arts, I will also go to the battlefield to kill the enemy bravely and serve the country!"
"I'll believe you now if you didn't sign up for the introductory class on magic the day before yesterday."
"Well... well, if there is no conflict between magic and martial arts, you can both repay the country."
Everyone was chattering and talking, and it was not until Fu Kong disappeared from their sight and went deep into the martial arts hall that they finally stopped.
As soon as Fu Kong entered the room, a young man who was about the same age as him came out, and his eyes suddenly lit up: "Uncle Fu, I heard that you will come back soon, but I didn't expect it to be so early!"
Fukong looked at the young man in front of him and nodded slightly: "You haven't been slacking off lately. It's not bad. The most important thing is persistence."
The young man was very proud to be appreciated by Fukong, but that was all Fukong did. He didn't like to praise others, so he just made an objective evaluation: "Where's your father?"
"Ah, he has been here recently, I will call him." The young man said quickly.
"No need, teacher, you don't like to hide your aura. You can feel it as soon as you enter the martial arts gym." There was a sound from inside the house, and a handsome middle-aged man walked out.
His name was Liu Shi, and he was a prince of the dynasty.
After the old emperor, Fukong was one of the few friends with good relationships in the royal family.
The relationship between the two is nothing more than the word "武".
Liu Shi was good at martial arts, and Fu Kong taught him a few moves just for the sake of the old emperor. Although he has considerable enthusiasm for martial arts, his talent can only be said to be...well, just average.
Fukong didn't give the old emperor face at first. After teaching for a while, he directly said, "Your son is not good at it. You might as well learn some magic. You might have a chance."
Although the old emperor looked down on foreign magic, he did have a far-sighted view of the role of foreign magic, believing it to be a "mediocre method" suitable for "mediocre people".
If you really learn the magic, you will definitely not be favored by the royal family, but if you can't achieve anything in martial arts, then you might as well learn the magic. If you learn something, you can be regarded as having some ability.
But the old emperor also said it bluntly, this kid can't learn magic, and his heart can't calm down at all.
After that, Liu Shi could only say that he tried his best.
Fukong does not accept disciples in name, but this kid just likes to call him teacher all the time, so let him do it.
Liu Shi ended his earliest stage of being a martial arts fanatic, and finally made him a king and a vassal, and left the imperial capital. At that time, Fu Kong felt that he would never see him again in the future.
As a result, this guy didn't intend to fight to the death, but he had the idea of promoting martial arts. He spent a lot of effort and established various relationships. After arranging the fiefdom, he started to open the martial arts gym and kept it open. Just returned to Beijing.
Fukong felt that he was not good at martial arts and magic, but when it came to other abilities, if he was serious about the throne, it would not be impossible to create a big wave after the death of the old emperor.
But he really didn't care.
When Fukong saw him coming to visit him with a smile after a long journey, he was speechless. Under his persuasion, he signed up for his martial arts gym.
However, looking at the young and hard-headed face back then, he now looks like an uncle who is still not very serious. The children have grown up, and Fukong rarely feels that time flies so fast.
After entering Zhenwu, his body always maintains its peak, and it feels like his time has almost stopped.
Zhuang He used magic to achieve eternal youth, but it is said that this method is rare in magic. Zhuang He studied it himself, and many noble ladies wanted to ask her about it.
"How is business lately?" Fu Kong sat down on the seat next to him and asked casually.
Liu Shi sent his son away and sat down opposite him with a smile: "Thanks to you for returning to battle, it was originally a little difficult due to the suppression of the alien arts, but it has already improved and is thriving."
"The prosperous days may not last long." Fukong said bluntly without giving any face.
Liu Shi's smile did not diminish at all. He shook his head and said, "I know. Teacher, what do you think the situation of this martial arts competition will be like?"
"It will probably be a stage for magicians." Fukong said without hesitation.
Although it was a martial arts tournament, Guang Fukong's feelings after just walking around on the road showed that there were martial arts experts, but too few. If we divide the tiers according to the words used by the troupe leader, the general situation will be that in the first echelon, there will be about half dynasty warriors and magicians, in the second echelon, there will be 46 or even 37 split between martial arts practitioners and magicians, and then down. , it is difficult to take advantage of the magic with half a bucket of water.
In fact, the situation will be even more extreme when the time comes.
"Yes, martial arts is indeed a bit outdated. The main reason is that the times are developing too fast. Things that are easy to learn and have a low threshold will definitely become more mainstream than things that require a long time to lay the foundation and have a high threshold. Not to mention strange arts. Among the common people alone, those muskets are more attractive than martial arts." Liu Shi poured tea for himself and Fu Kong and sighed.
"You can see it clearly." Fukong picked up the tea.
He thought Liu Shi would be more persistent.
"Teacher, I am almost 40 years old." Liu Shi was speechless. The teacher always treated him as a child.
Although, despite Ephron's age, Liu Shi would always be a child in front of him.
It is recorded in literature that a true warrior can live as long as the heaven and the earth. I don't know whether such an exaggerated description is true or not, but it is certain that he will live an extremely long life.
"Time flies really fast like this." Fukong sighed indifferently.
The two were quiet for a while, sipping tea carefully, and Liu Shi continued: "My thoughts at the beginning were the same as those of my father. We all underestimated the power of magic, and we will inevitably be impacted in the end. I’m not very willing to admit or face this fact.”
Fu Kong was silent.
"But, this war with the empire woke me up." Liu Shidao, "Faced with an empire that had developed based on foreign arts early on, the dynasty that adhered to martial arts but struggled due to the decline of martial arts almost collapsed in three months. If it hadn’t been for your intervention, teacher, we would have been displaced by now.”
"A country cannot be defended for a lifetime by just one person or a group of people. I don't want to be an obstacle to the future of the dynasty, alas." Liu Shi spoke carefully, his somewhat frivolous smile faded slightly, and finally he left The next sigh.
"As for this martial arts gym, with the assets I have managed in my lifetime, there is no problem in keeping it open for a hundred years. There will always be people who still like to practice martial arts, so let's keep it." Liu Shi stretched and said.
Fukong nodded lightly, and then said: "That's good."
"Teacher, don't just listen to me. You didn't come here today just to see me, right? I don't think you would be so nice to me." Liu Shi said with disbelief.
This kid makes himself seem very inhumane.
Oh, it seems true.
Fukong put down the tea: "Have you received the letter I sent you some time ago?"
Hearing this, Liu Shi's eyes suddenly narrowed: "I received it. There are signs of attempts to open the letter itself. After all, it is a letter exchange between the two of us, and it will inevitably touch their nerves. However, Teacher Neihan, your special energy, the content no problem."
Fukong nodded and said, "Help me a little bit, that's all."
"...Although it feels weird. When I received the letter at first, I thought you had finally figured it out and wanted to replace my older brother who didn't perform very well, but...forget it, I won't ask any more questions. After all, teacher, you are a land god, there is always a reason for what you want to do." Liu Shi said with a smile.
"It would be great if I were really a god." Fu Kong looked at the tea in the cup and said.
Liang Rendao's face that deserved a beating came to mind.
No, even if it's really a god, it doesn't seem to be useful.
But, that's all we can hope for.