Five days later.

Bao Zhilin.

Today's Bao Zhilin is newly decorated from the inside out, and even the stone lion at the door is draped with red silk colored balls.

There is no other reason, today's official apprenticeship banquet of Baizhu.

Although he didn't feel that he had made much effort in teaching the martial arts of Baizhu, Huang Feihong still felt that his face was shining when he was able to accept the talented martial arts genius of Baizhu.

For this reason, he notified almost all the famous figures in Foshan martial arts, and warmly invited them to participate in this apprenticeship banquet.

The sedan chair carries people, Huang Feihong is the face of Foshan martial arts, at this time he issued such a solemn invitation, everyone naturally came over in person.

For a time, this apprenticeship banquet became a hot event in the streets and alleys of Foshan City.

Even some people in the martial arts regard whether they have received Huang Feihong's invitation as a status symbol.

......

The hour has passed.

With the sound of gongs and drums, the apprenticeship banquet officially began.

"Bow down to the patriarch!"

A Foshan martial arts veteran acted as the master of ceremonies and guided the process of the apprenticeship banquet.

Atractylodes is like a marionette, incense, kowtow, and admonishment according to the procedure......

A set of processes went down, and it almost took an hour.

“...... Baizhu, from today on, you are a disciple of this sect, after you enter, you must not do things that hurt heaven and reason, do not do treacherous and stealing things, and do not do ......"

With Huang Feihong's final stern admonition to Baizhu, the apprenticeship ceremony was officially over.

"Thank you for your appreciation, I salute you!"

Huang Feihong raised his wine glass and shouted thanks to everyone in the courtyard.

"Master Huang is polite!"

"Master Huang, please!"

"Congratulations to Master Huang for getting another good apprentice!"

Everyone was polite.

Next, Bai Shu followed behind Huang Feihong and accompanied him to visit the martial arts colleagues in Foshan City, which was considered familiar.

In the end, Huang Feihong led him to a table headed by him.

Bai Zhu remembered that all the people at this table were some of the most influential people in Foshan City.

"Elder Liu, come, I respect you. ”

Huang Feihong first politely drank a glass of wine with a few people, and then said in a deep voice: "Old Liu, I actually have one thing I want to ask for the opinions of several of your seniors. ”

Liu Lao put down his wine glass, glanced at a few people in the same seat, and after seeing that several people were puzzled, he said to Huang Feihong: "Feihong just say it." ”

Huang Feihong pondered for a moment and said euphemistically: "That's the case, I recently got a new medical book and want to study it, but I still have the position of the head coach of the militia group, and I feel that my energy is a little lacking......"

"How?"

Liu Lao was taken aback: "Feihong, you want to resign from the position of the head coach of the militia group?"

The rest of the people at the table also looked at Huang Feihong in surprise.

"Well, I do mean that. ”

Huang Feihong nodded calmly.

Seeing Huang Feihong admitting it, Liu Lao and the others naturally tried their best to dissuade them.

In their opinion, only Huang Feihong, the No. 1 master in Foshan City, as the head coach of the militia group, can subdue those unruly soldiers within the militia group, and if he is replaced by others, he is afraid that it will be difficult to convince the public.

However, in the face of everyone's persuasion, Huang Feihong was still resolute.

"Well, since Feihong is not willing to continue to be the head coach, do you have a suitable successor in mind?"

Seeing Huang Feihong's resolute attitude, Liu Lao and the others had to give up persuasion.

Huang Feihong said with a smile: "Thank you for the success of your predecessors, if you want to say that this successor, I really have a suitable candidate." ”

"Who?"

Several people hurriedly asked.

"This person is not an outsider, it is Liang Kuan, who I just accepted as a disciple. ”

Huang Feihong pushed out the atractylodes behind it.

"Him?"

Looking at Liang Kuan's young face, Liu Lao and the others couldn't help but hesitate for a while.

After a while, Liu Lao pondered his tone and said: "Feihong, we know that since Liang Kuan was accepted as a disciple by you, he is obviously very talented, but you also know that after all, the militia is the product left after the disbandment of Lord Liu's Black Flag Army, and those soldiers in it have hearts higher than the sky, I am afraid that they are ......."

At that time, the Black Flag Army was feared by the imperial court because of its bravery, so it was forced to be disbanded.

After the disbandment, the soldiers formed the general framework of the current militia group.

The people here are convinced of Huang Feihong, but they may not necessarily be convinced of Huang Feihong's disciples.

"Elder Liu, if that's the case, you don't have to worry. ”

Huang Feihong said with a smile: "Since I dare to propose that Liang Kuan be the head coach, I naturally dare to ensure that he can do it steadily." ”

Jokes, with Baizhu's kung fu that can gain the upper hand when fighting with himself, how can those people in the militia be opponents?

"Oh?"

Liu Lao and the others are still skeptical.

"Seniors, as long as you agree to let Liang Kuan be the head coach, the next thing will be left to him to solve. ”

Huang Feihong said: "If he can't convince the public, then I will continue to be the head coach!"

Seeing Huang Feihong's assurance, several people naturally agreed.

......

"Everyone, listen to me. ”

After obtaining the permission of several seniors present, Huang Feihong got up and said loudly.

"As you know, I am now the head coach of the militia and the treasurer of Bao Zhilin, so I have decided to resign from my position as head coach from today. ”

Before Huang Feihong's words fell, the audience was in an uproar.

"Master Huang is no longer the head coach?"

"If he doesn't be the head coach, who would dare to do it?"

"Yes, yes, Master Huang is our No. 1 master in Foshan, so he can subdue those militia members, right?"

When everyone quieted down a little, Huang Feihong continued: "Although I am no longer the head coach, I have also found a new coach for everyone!"

"New coach?"

"Who?"

"Could it be the head of the Feihe Gate?"

"Not necessarily, although Sect Chief Zhao has a very high prestige, his kung fu is a little worse. ”

"Could it be Iron Sand Palm Su Yan?"

"Su Yan's kung fu is there, but I'm afraid his violent temper won't be able to convince the public, right?"

"Actually, Master Zhou, I think it's pretty good......"

"No, no, no, I think it might be ......"

Hearing Huang Feihong say that there was a new candidate, everyone broke out into a discussion again.

And hearing that his name was nominated by the group, Zhao Menchang, Su Yan and others also showed a reserved face.

Although Wong never said these things to them at all, that didn't stop them from thinking they were qualified to be the head coach.

Without letting everyone guess, Huang Feihong quickly pushed Baizhu to the front.

"The new coach I recommend to you is my new apprentice - Liang Kuan!"

Brush!

As Huang Feihong's voice fell, Bao Zhilin fell into a dead silence for a while.

Everyone looked at each other, a little incredulous.

Then, Bao Zhilin erupted into a cacophony of discussions.

"Liang Kuan?"

"Isn't this the apprentice that Huang Feihong just accepted?"

"What does Master Huang mean by this, do you think he can be the head coach and the apprentice?"

"Even if it's his apprentice who does it, it has to be according to his seniority—shouldn't Lin Shirong be allowed to do it?"

"Also, Liang Kuan's qualifications are not enough, right?"

"Actually, the qualifications are not so tight, the key is kung fu!"

"That's right, those people in the militia don't care how old you are, if you can't do kung fu, they won't pay attention to you at all!"

It is said that when Master Huang was the head coach, he also subdued them all the way. ”

......

"Liang Kuan, come and tell you a few words. ”

Huang Feihong ignored everyone's voices and said to Baizhu.

"Hmm. ”

Baizhu nodded and stood on the stage.

Seeing Baizhu on stage, the eyes of hundreds of people in the audience were all focused on him for a while.

Some of them are cold-eyed, some are skeptical, some are supportive, some are opposed.

......

"Liang Kuan, you must come on. ”

Offstage, the thirteenth aunt who was sitting with everyone in Bao Zhilin looked at Baizhu, who had become the focus of the audience, and her beautiful face was full of worry.

"Thirteenth aunt, don't worry about Senior Brother Liang. ”

Lin Shirong, who was on her side, couldn't help but smile when she saw Aunt Thirteen's worried look, grabbed an apple casually, and said while nibbling, "Senior Brother Yiliang...... Kung Fu ...... Now Who can defeat him, I, Lin Shirong...... Three words written upside down!"

Just yesterday, Lin Shirong had just watched the exchange between Baizhu and Huang Feihong.

Although he was emotionally unwilling to accept it, Lin Shirong's reason told him that his kung fu as a junior brother was already on par with Huang Feihong!

Even stronger!

"Alas, two months, people have only practiced for two months!"

Thinking that Baizhu, who was chased all over the world by the Shahe Gang two months ago, fortunately saved himself from suffering by his help, was able to fight with the master after just two months of cultivation (this sentence is so long, how to break the sentence?), Lin Shirong had a kind of depression of being chased by pigs instead of killing pigs.

"Hmph, forget it, you can't compare it with Liang Kuan, otherwise you will be angry to death sooner or later. ”

Imagining the apple in his hand as an atractylodes, Lin Shirong hummed and took a big bite.