At 3 p.m., the "Seeking Martial Arts" crew arrived at Xiong County.
The county town wasn’t large, and after casually inquiring on the street, the crew obtained Gao Zheng’s location.
Gao Zheng did not run a Martial Arts Hall but had opened a clinic where he helped people with massage and bone-setting.
A group of people drove to the clinic opened by Gao Zheng. The clinic was very small, without even a signboard.
Wu Li got out of the car and walked into the clinic. Inside, a master dressed in a white tank top was giving a massage to soone. Three other people were sitting on a bench next to him, seemingly waiting their turn.
Judging by the other person’s physique and age, it was not Gao Zheng.
Hearing soone enter, the man did not look up and casually said, "For a massage, you’ll have to wait a bit."
Wu Li carefully observed the man’s hand. His fingers were long, but the joints were bulging, and when exerting force during the massage, the muscles at the tiger’s mouth were highly pronounced—a clear sign that he had undergone specialized training.
Wu Li used System Detection on him, and the result showed that the man’s Eagle Claw Fist was at Master Level.
This person should be Gao Zheng’s son, according to the information. Gao Zheng has only one son nad Gao Jianping, who is also his only disciple, 30 years old this year.
"Hello, we’ve not co for a massage," Wu Li said.
The man looked up, stunned to see Wu Li, and exclaid with surprise, "Are you... Wu Li?"
Wu Li hadn’t expected to be recognized, and he stepped forward, greeting Gao Jianping with a cupped fist salute:
"I am Wu Li. We are currently filming a variety show dedicated to promoting Traditional Martial Arts, and we’ve made a special trip to visit you and your father."
"I know! ’Seeking Martial Arts,’ right? I can’t believe you’ve chosen us for your second episode!"
Gao Jianping was sowhat excited, then quickly ca to his senses and returned Wu Li’s greeting with a cupped fist salute. "My na is Gao Jianping. My father just happened to go to the city today, and he won’t be back until tonight."
Wu Li: "Then we’ll wait here, if that’s okay?"
Gao Jianping nodded: "Of course, you can. Please sit, and I’ll be with you in a mont."
So Wu Li, the caraman, and the director found spots to sit down in the clinic, while the rest of the crew went to find accommodation.
Gao Jianping seed very excited and started chatting with Wu Li while continuing to massage.
"I’ve seen your program. I watched the first episode many tis. When you were dealing with Li Lei, you used Sound Strike and Eye Strike, right?" he said.
Wu Li nodded: "That’s right, it was indeed Sound Strike and Eye Strike."
"Amazing. With Sound Strike, as long as you master the technique, it’s not too hard, but Eye Strike is different. In addition to needing a special training thod, it requires a lot from a person’s spirit. Wu Li, to have such abilities at such a young age is really impressive!"
Gao Jianping sincerely expressed his admiration, recounting all the videos of Wu Li’s sparring he had watched, including the bout with Ren Donglai. He could point out the key monts of each fight with accuracy, showering Wu Li with praise that made him feel a bit bashful.
"Haha, this guy must be a fan of Wu Li, right?"
"He’s a connoisseur. Hearing him talk like that makes realize Wu Li is even more aweso than I thought!"
"So Wu Li is like a legend in the eyes of these insiders."
"Our bro is irresistible to both n and won!"
...
The director smiled as he read the comnts without interrupting Wu Li and Gao Jianping’s conversation. He listened with interest as the thirty-year-old man recalled Wu Li’s accomplishnts with the excitent of a fan, which felt amusing.
After about an hour, Gao Jianping finished giving massages to all four people in the shop.
"Sorry for the wait," said Gao Jianping as he ca over and apologized.
Wu Li waved it off: "No need to be formal; we are the ones intruding on your ti."
"Co on in," Gao Jianping gestured as he led Wu Li and the others further inside.
Opening a door, there was actually a spacious courtyard behind it.
"My dad and I live here," Gao Jianping said, then pointed to a pile of sandbags and clay pots in the corner. "Those are what we use to train with."
As he spoke, Gao Jianping walked over, confidently lifting two clay pots, one in each hand, and returned.
"My dad and I practice Eagle Claw Fist. To strengthen finger strength, we do this kind of exercise."
Gao Jianping took a Horse Stance, grabbed the mouths of the clay pots with his fingers spread along the rims, and held his arms out horizontally.
"These two clay pots are filled with sand, each weighing about 20 pounds, for a total of over 40 pounds. I usually hold this pose for 30 minutes."
Gao Jianping voluntarily demonstrated for the cara, probably used to such interviews and filming, showing no sign of stage fright.
Wu Li looked at Gao Jianping’s arms, which were steady with no tremble. This training was sowhat similar to the Big Gun Stance, where you need to keep lifting sothing—except the Big Gun Stance mainly strengthened wrist power, while Gao Jianping’s exercise was mainly for finger strength.
"When my dad was younger, he was even more impressive, capable of holding a 50-pound clay pot in one hand and practicing like this for half an hour," Gao Jianping told Wu Li.
Wu Li nodded in acknowledgent. Not everyone could even lift a 50-pound object with both hands, let alone hold it up like Gao Jianping was doing. If Gao Zheng, in his youth, could single-handedly lift a 50-pound pot for half an hour, it indicated his impressive strength.
Wu Li was looking forward to eting Gao Zheng soon, hoping that he was a Master Level martial artist so he could perhaps complete his system task.
After holding the clay pots for a while, Gao Jianping put them down and walked towards the corner to pick up two sandbags.
"This is for throwing sandbags, practicing precision, wrist strength, and finger strength."
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