Chapter 62 - 061 Mutual dislike
The activity of the two attracted the attention of the others at the table. Tian Shouhua held his brother’s cotton-padded jacket with a big smile, and Tian Sisi also became interested. She vacated her seat, but still played peacekeeper on the side, "Arm-wrestling is fine, but we should determine who’s older to decide who’s the elder brother. My Brother Xin Hua is born in the year of the Rat, what about Brother He?"
"I was born in the year of the Tiger," He Chengsi said reluctantly. Hmph, a pretty boy is just a pretty boy, despite being two years older he still looks so frail, then he continued: "Just because you’re older doesn’t mean you’re stronger than me."
"Then let’s compete and find out," Tian Xinhua replied calmly with a light smile.
He Xuewen was about to stop his son, as they were guests in another’s home and shouldn’t be rude, but the Old Man Tian stopped him, saying smilingly: "Let it be, let the young ones have their fun. I also want to see who between your son and my grand-nephew is stronger."
The others also cheered on wanting to watch the fun, each stopping their drinking to watch He Chengsi and Tian Xinhua arm wrestle. Seeing this, He Xuewen no longer insisted and modestly remarked, "My Chengsi has just practiced some fancy but ineffective martial arts, relying only on his strength."
"If Wudang martial arts are considered fancy and ineffective, then there would be no true martial arts in the world. If this old man’s eyes aren’t deceiving him, then Mr. He’s son is practicing genuine Wudang Sect techniques!" said the Old Man Tian.
"Mr. Tian indeed has good eyesight. My boy is indeed practicing Wudang martial arts. I can see Mr. Tian also has excellent skills! An ordinary person wouldn’t have your spirit and energy."
"Not at all, what I practice is Baji Fist, which I learned from my platoon leader after joining the army. He was from Henan, a descendant of Baji Fist. Since I started late when my bones were already set, it wasn’t very effective. Among all my grandsons, only this grand-nephew of mine practices it the best. If we fought now, this old man would not be his match."
Mr. Tian smiled somewhat smugly; he felt limited accomplishment due to starting Baji Fist too late, which always regretted him, but seeing Tian Xinhua becoming proficient made him very happy.
"It takes ten years to be proficient in Tai Chi but only one year in Baji Fist to kill a man; Mr. Tian’s boxing is truly a lethal skill!" He Xuewen exclaimed.