IN SEARCH OF STRONGEST MARTIAL ARTS
            (This manuscription is for Cheng Ming Martial Arts Magazine the 2nd)

     Inner room student under Master Wang Fu Lai, Shoji Ozawa Director
     Chinese Martial Arts International Cheng Ming Association Fuchukan Japan

   I studied Judo, Boxing and Karate from young age in search of strongest martial arts.
My mottoes of training are “Practice never fails to be paid off, and practice 8 times than
others.”  I spent all my time street fighting on my school days.  While in school many
other school students came to my school and they called me by name.  But I knocked
down to a man.
   I entranced into a Karate dojo.  I cut a brilliant figure rapidly as I did practice and
practice every day.  I got black belt fourth Dan quickly.  In sparring I broke partner’s
rib, hit the face and knocked down, I was a strongest Karate man without exaggeration.
   Let me take this occasion to report as follows, my Karate student Mochizuki(now
Cheng Ming Fuchukan 2nd Director) told me, “Master Ozawa was very scared, but you
taught me Karate so many times politely.”
   One day Karate teacher told me that a strongest martial artist, the name of Master
Wang Fu Lai stays in Tokyo from Taiwan.  You had better meet him.  I was prompt to
act, asked for leave and took a holiday, I met Master Wang Fu Lai.  Before I met him, I
supposed he was a very big and tough body.  But when I met him, he was not so.  I could
not believe my own eyes.  What is “Chi”?  What is “Chi Power”?  I asked MWF please
you hit me.  I wanted to try out the release internal power.  The first time when he hit
the body, I felt my body was drilled through(3 centimeters hole).  I asked MWF please
once again.  This time I dag my foot into the floor but I knocked flying about 5 meters
distance.  It was very strange and not understanding for me.  I asked MWF please once
more, but MWF told me that it is very dangerous, it is no good for your internal organs,
that is all.  Two months later I had a dull pain chest and continued a dull pain for three
years.
   30 years ago there was nothing but paddy fields in Cao-tun dojo neighborhood.  First
day’s lesson was standing meditation outside, there were many mosquitoes.  As I sweat
profusely, elbows of raising both arms made sweat ponds.  MWF talked me “Ozawa San
mosquitoes were drowned in your ponds” and picked them off my arms.  This is happy
memories.

In Karate days "Sparring"	Demonstration "Sai"	Indoor student 1992
Inner room student 2004		Annual Demonstration