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... he Warring States Period, people called it ‘fighting skill’ .


From the Western Han Dynasty to the end of the Ming Dynasty, it was called ‘martial’ .


After the Qing Dynasty, it was renamed ‘martial arts’ .


At the end of the Qing Dynasty and the beginning of the Republic of China, with the awakening of the people’s wisdom, the national patriotism was growing, and it had a new name – ‘National Skills ...

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