Exodus Tales

  Exodus Tales

  They did not know if Wei Xiao Bei brought gifts to become a son-in-law or not, but one out of the ten disciples would look at Wei Xiao Bei with resentment.

  However, Li Kun Yang’s first words to these disciples had driven them mad.

  “This is your martial Uncle Wei. In the future, you must be respectful to him whenever you see him. Do you understand?”


  What kind of person was Li Kun Yang? He was someone able to leave home and make his way into the world. He had established his foundations in Paris becoming famous with the Chinese there. Moreover, many foreigners would strive to learn martial arts from him.

  How could he not see through his disciple’s thoughts?

  Previously, Li Kun Yang thought of choosing a son-in-law from his personal disciples, but he had thought of one phrase ‘If the father is a lion, the son cannot be a dog.’


  Li Kun Yang could be counted as one of the best Guo Shu Experts in the country. However, his personal disciples, whether Chinese descent or French descent, were not as gifted as him. He was simply too high up.

  Thus, after careful consideration, he had extinguished the thought of choosing a son-in-law from his disciples.

  Li Kun Yang had a simple requirement from his son-in-law, and that was strength. If they could defeat him, even better!

  It was only then that his son-in-law could protect his daughter.

  Money and intelligence were nothing in front of Li Kun Yang’s eyes.

  Wei Xiao Bei simply did not know any of this as he happily looked at the disciples greeting him.

  He felt that being called martial uncle by so many people was not bad. This was the first time he felt happiness from being a senior.

  When he saw the boys at the back row with a restrained expression, he thought that they were dissatisfied with someone so young being a martial uncle.

  Wei Xiao Bei became even happier. He simply did not know that most of the disciples had already treated him as a rival in love.

  The Xingyi Dojo appeared to be the first floor of a large building, but after entering, the style had completely changed to Chinese.

  After entering the large doors, the first thing that greeted you was a large spirit wall. In the middle, there was a large sculpted mural of people fighting with martial arts. Beside it, there was an introduction for Xingyiquan written in three different languages: Chinese, English, and French.

  After passing by the wall, there was a huge indoor practice ground covered with a layer of a thick red carpet. When Wei Xiao Bei stepped on it, he could feel the flexibility of the carpet. It was clear that there was a large rubber board under it to protect from injuries.

  The entire practice ground was lit by rows of bright stage lighting hung in the ceiling. There were also three separated elevated rings, and close to the walls, there were rows of wooden training dummies that were currently being used by hundreds of students.

  The entire scene looked high-end and grand.

  When Wei Xiao Bei compared it to his own dojo, he could not help but secretly sigh.

  The Cheng Clan Dojo would at most only house more than 200 students.

  In the entire city of Paris, the Xingyi Dojo could be called number one.

  With the number of people, it could even be called an outlier.

  Wei Xiao Bei and Li Kun Yang went to the parlor to have a chat. Since both of them were Guo Shu Experts, their conversation naturally never left the topic of martial arts.

  Towards his own doubt, Wei Xiao Bei took this chance to ask them.

  Addressing Wei Xiao Bei’s doubts, Li Kun Yang did not hide anything as he happily spoke.

  Xingyiquan and Bajiquan were simply two different sects. Even their disciples’ interactions with each other were basically to each their own.

  On the other hand, Li Kun Yang’s grandfather and Cheng Bi Wu’s master had a friendly relationship. In terms of generations, Li Kun Yang’s father was in the same generation as Cheng Bi Wu. This meant that Wei Xiao Bei and Li Kun Yang were in the same generation.

  However, Cheng Bi Wu’s position was not high in his sect. His age was also the same as Li Kun Yang, and they had even met before, making their relationship quite good.

  When Li Kun Yang had been inspecting Wei Xiao Bei’s background, he had stumbled upon Cheng Bi Wu’s name.

  When Li Kun Yang made a call to Cheng Bi Wu, and when Cheng Bi Wu heard Wei Xiao Bei’s name, Cheng Bi Wu immediately laughed heartily. This had puzzled Li Kun Yang. In the end, Li Kun Yang understood everything after Cheng Bi Wu explained it to them.

  Li Kun Yang trusted Cheng Bi Wu, but Wei Xiao Bei was only 22 years old this year! This had made Li Kun Yang skeptical.

  He knew about Cheng Bi Wu’s personal disciples. Among them, he had a good impression of the eldest Liu Jian Cheng as he could be called a Guo Shu Expert at 28 years old.

  However, Liu Jian Cheng was someone who started learning when he was small.

  Wei Xia Bei was someone who had only started halfway in his life. Even a genius should not be that good.

  However, after listening to Reannie’s description, Wei Xiao Bei should indeed be considered as a Guo Shu Expert. He felt as if Wei Xiao Bei was loved by the gods.

  This time, he had invited Wei Xiao Bei to be a guest in his dojo. Other than thanking him from saving Reannie’s life, he had wanted to see how strong this Wei Xiao Bei was. This was the most important point. After all, they were the same in that they walked the martial path.

  Cheng Bi Wu did not brag to Li Kun Yang, signifying that he should take a look at it by himself.

  When he first saw Wei Xiao Bei at the doors, he could tell just from Wei Xiao Bei’s appearance, that he was someone with extreme self-confidence, and his movements were as steady as Mt Tai.

  In truth, the number of young people at that age having that kind of temperament and movement was simply none.

  This was completely the air of a master.

  People who did not have enough confidence would not have this kind of aura.

  Even with that, Li Kun Yang was still a bit doubtful.

  When Wei Xiao Bei and Li Kun Yang were sitting down and drinking tea, the disciples in the front few rows also accompanied them and sat down, while the rest accompanied them by standing.

  As for Reannie, she was excitedly busying herself. In one moment, she would pour water into the teapot. In the next moment, she would stand behind her father and cast a glance at Wei Xiao Bei from time to time.

  A young girl truly yearns for love.

  Even if Reannie was only 18 years old, she already understood many things.

  For girls of this age, it was easy for an outstanding person like Wei Xiao Bei with a good appearance to create a good impression.

  It was impossible to call this love at first sight.

  However, they had met in the Dust World. Compared to strangers or even fellow disciples, she felt a different sense of intimacy.

  Whether it was because of her good impression of him or something else, she had been very polite. On the contrary, this made the disciples attempting to woo Reannie go wild with envy

  Humans were creatures that would easily do things that overstep bounds when it came to impulses.

  In just a few moments, before Li Kun Yang continued speaking, a French youth of around 27 years old with fair skin walked forward. He first cupped his hand towards Wei Xiao Bei and then spoke to Li Kun Yang with fluent Chinese, “Master, we disciples are curious about martial Uncle Wei’s martial arts. Martial Uncle Wei, please give us some pointers.”


  Just from the speech alone, this person was trying to ask for pointers by using his master as an intermediary, but his and the other people’s thoughts were different.

  No matter how impressive and awe-inspiring Wei Xiao Bei was in the Dust World, he was just a 22-year-old youth. He could not understand their thoughts at all.

  On the contrary, Li Kun Yang was already 40. He immediately understood things just by looking at the situation.

  He originally wanted to stop it, but he changed his mind as he smiled and made an introduction, “This is my seventh personal disciple, Benjamin.”


  After his introduction, Li Kun Yang looked at all his disciples and made a serious expression, “Your martial Uncle Wei had finally dropped by Paris. This is a rare chance for everyone. You must try to learn a few things from him or it would be a waste.”


  Li Kun Yang’s words had made the entire hall erupt. Not only those who had hostility against Wei Xiao Bei stood out, but even a few disciples that were higher in rank also stood up.

  Just from Li Kun Yang’s words, they understood that their master’s evaluation of this martial uncle was high.

  Those who had thoughts for Reannie and hostility toward Wei Xiao Bei wanted to defeat Wei Xiao Bei in order to destroy his reputation and let Reannie know who was the better man.

  On the other hand, those ranked higher sincerely wanted to learn things from Wei Xiao Bei.

  Whether they were Chinese or French, they could be considered as ignorant. They would not reject anything that could strengthen their own martial arts. They had understood that this was the best and main way of improving their martial arts at their level of skill.

  Seeing so many people ask for pointers, even if Wei Xiao Bei was an idiot, he understood that there was an issue.

  However, for someone as strong as Wei Xiao Bei, let alone individual pointers, he would not even be scared if all of them came at him.

  “Okay, since I have come, I don’t plan on concealing myself. However, as to how I’m going to give pointers, let’s have brother Li decide.”


  Wei Xiao Bei smiled and looked at Li Kun Yang.

  “How about going up the stage?” Li Kun Yang chuckled as he pointed at the stage outside the parlor.

  “Stage? Not bad. However, please pardon me for any miscalculations on the stage brother Li.”


  Wei Xiao Bei nodded his head, agreeing that fighting was the best way to give pointers.

  It was like how he gave Huang Kun pointers back in the dojo. When did Huang Kun never cry out for his mom and dad? Even Zhu Xin Yi was regularly bruised by his hands.

  If it was not like that, their martial arts would not improve fast.

  Even a Guo Shu expert would not be able to become someone’s master with just routine learning.

  “No problem. There is an infirmary on the second floor. There’s no problem even if you break a few bones.”


  The reason Wei Xiao Bei was asking this was to confirm what level of action he could perform. On the other hand, Li Kun Yang had responded that it was fine even if bones were broken. Naturally, the meaning of going a bit easy was conveyed in this. If he had actually killed someone, then the joke would be on him.