Fu Phan Chu was born in the small town of Fubao in western China. At the age of two he began his formal training in martial arts under the tutalage of this father Cho Saun Chu, but it quickly became apparent that the student’s talents exceeded his masters ability so within a year of beginning his training Fu Phan Chu left his home and traveled east to come under the instruction of the legendary Master Wong Fei Hong.
Legend has it the Wong Fei Hong was not accepting apprentice so Fu Phan Chu would stand outside the Master’s school and watch the students. Many times, it is said, he would practice along with them in the rain. After two months of never leaving the Masters school, except for food and water, the master accepted the young pupil.
It was not long until Fu Phan Chu had excelled to the point where he was considered the greatest of all of Wong Fei Hong’s students. His abilities went so far that his master sent Fu Phan Chu away because there was nothing more that the Wong Fei Hong could teach him.
Yet to see his best pupil leave broke Wong Fei Hong’s heart and so before leaving the Master bestowed upon his pupil a great gift: Fu Phan Chu, as long as he fought against evil and for good, would never die, he would never age.
Stories of Fu Phan Chu spread as stories of his exploits against evil were told. It was said that he had devoted himself to the mastering of every martial art form there was. Soon he became known in China as “The Master”. As soon as he entered a town, it is said that any wrong doer would leave on the other side of town. The mere whisper of his name drove scoundrels of all sorts to their knees to beg for mercy.
Then all was silent. The Master had simply disappeared. There was no longer a weapon of justice in that land. It is said that he traveled the world fighting injustice wherever it presented itself. Yet he was never more seen in the land.
Stories still surface from time to time about one with such extraordinary martial arts expertise but none have ever been able to identify the master as the legendary Fu Phan Chu. All that remains of him are the stories, the memories and this sole picture of him performing his famous round house.
Legend has it the Wong Fei Hong was not accepting apprentice so Fu Phan Chu would stand outside the Master’s school and watch the students. Many times, it is said, he would practice along with them in the rain. After two months of never leaving the Masters school, except for food and water, the master accepted the young pupil.
It was not long until Fu Phan Chu had excelled to the point where he was considered the greatest of all of Wong Fei Hong’s students. His abilities went so far that his master sent Fu Phan Chu away because there was nothing more that the Wong Fei Hong could teach him.
Yet to see his best pupil leave broke Wong Fei Hong’s heart and so before leaving the Master bestowed upon his pupil a great gift: Fu Phan Chu, as long as he fought against evil and for good, would never die, he would never age.
Stories of Fu Phan Chu spread as stories of his exploits against evil were told. It was said that he had devoted himself to the mastering of every martial art form there was. Soon he became known in China as “The Master”. As soon as he entered a town, it is said that any wrong doer would leave on the other side of town. The mere whisper of his name drove scoundrels of all sorts to their knees to beg for mercy.
Then all was silent. The Master had simply disappeared. There was no longer a weapon of justice in that land. It is said that he traveled the world fighting injustice wherever it presented itself. Yet he was never more seen in the land.
Stories still surface from time to time about one with such extraordinary martial arts expertise but none have ever been able to identify the master as the legendary Fu Phan Chu. All that remains of him are the stories, the memories and this sole picture of him performing his famous round house.
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I love how his eyes light up. As if he needs a round house....he can repel with his stare.