The street where this martial arts hall is located is not bustling.

The martial arts hall looks huge, but its exterior decoration is not so exquisite, but it looks a little old.

However, the big characters on this plaque can always make people shake up at the first sight.

The Canglan Martial Arts Museum is actually quite famous, and now there are dozens of branches across the country.

Many of the people trained in the museum have achieved very good results in national and even international competitions.

Of course, these were all learned by Fang Bingqing after his special investigation.

…

It was still early, but the sound of the students' morning exercise was faintly heard in the courtyard of the martial arts hall.

Through the net-like iron gate of the martial arts hall, it seems that you can still see the snow-white uniforms of the students.

Fang Bingqing walked to the iron gate and raised his hand to ring the doorbell.

"Bell bell bell ~"

There was no response inside.

After a moment's pause, he rang the doorbell again.

"Bell bell bell ~"

There was still no response from the museum.

Fang Bingqing sensed that something was not quite right.

Walked to the guard's room and looked through the window.

Seem... Not a single one.

I couldn't help but roll my eyes.

With such a large martial arts hall, how can the guard room be emptied casually?

After thinking for a moment, the corners of Fang Bingqing's mouth lifted slightly.

Rip off the leather bands on your wrists and tie your long straight hair into a low ponytail.

In the meantime, take a step back.

His eyes were fixed on the two-meter-high iron gate in front of him, and after a few quick walks, he climbed up with a light jump.

A few climbs, and a light jump, moved from the perimeter of the gate to the inside.

Fang Bingqing's eyes shone with fine light, and his ears, which were already extremely sensitive, were even more upright, not letting go of the slightest sound.

According to her understanding of the master, there must be an ambush in this martial arts hall.

As early as when she rang the first doorbell, the faint sound of morning exercise in the courtyard had disappeared.

Fang Bingqing silently calculated the time in his heart.

Nearly three minutes have passed since the first doorbell,

Three minutes is enough to hide well.

*

The overall structure of this martial arts hall is very exquisitely designed.

Once you enter the gate, you will be greeted by a long corridor that winds around you.

The promenade is flanked by crystal clear springs with beautiful weeping willows planted along the edges. In the water, you can clearly see the clean pebbles and the lively and cute little carp.

At the end of the promenade is a hall that connects to the front and back, which is the place of hospitality.

Walk through the hall and enter a spacious backyard.

The view from the backyard is even more pleasant.

In the center of it is a spring flowing from the front yard, and several small bridges are erected over the spring. There is a rockery next to the small bridge in the center.

Across the bridge, there are several winding paths.

If you follow the path on the right and turn east, you will see a small bamboo forest, behind which are several small buildings, which is the rest area.

If you follow the path on the left and turn west (opposite the rest area), you will see an arched door.

Through the arched door, there is another empty courtyard.

This academy is the true essence of the martial arts hall - the training hall.

*

For Fang Bingqing, who came here for the first time, she was not familiar with the terrain of this martial arts hall, and it could be said that she was completely unfamiliar.

She can only rely on instinct and what she has learned, and rationally judge where she really wants to go.

And, how many enemies are hiding around? Approximate directions?

A simple glance at the surrounding environment.

With waterways on either side and a promenade in between, she had no other choice.

Step down the corridor and engage all your senses to be on your toes.

Fang Bingqing didn't have any equipment or weapons in his bag.

On this trip, she only had a pair of bare fists.