Boxing News

In the eleventh year of Guangxu's reign, Wuqing, Hebei Province. An eight-year-old boy squatted at the entrance of the village and hit grasshoppers with stones. He was led home by a skinny old man holding a dry pipe in his mouth. The old man's surname is Zhao, and he practices Xingyi Quan. The boy's name was Chen Zhige, and he began to learn boxing from then on. In the same year in Jingyang, Shaanxi, five-year-old Su Yunzhang took over the first move of the red fist from his father. In the Gengzi year, the Boxer Rebellion began. Chen Zhige's master and senior brother were killed by foreign guns, and Su Yunzhang's father fell into the gunfire of the defeated troops. Two young people who lost their close relatives each embarked on a wandering road, one going south and the other going north. They don't know each other's existence yet, but fate has arranged an encounter for them. Tianjin. The collision of two boxing techniques, the meeting of two bones. It's not love at first sight, but a lifelong friendship. They each have families, live next to each other, and maintain a small boxing ring in the chaotic world of warlords. The next generation grows up and the bones are passed down. Marco Polo Bridge. Gunfire rang out all night. Chen Zhige's son and Su Yunzhang's daughter rushed into the enemy's formation holding the Eight Po-Feng Swordsman. Boxing is for people. Bones are harder than fists.