Chapter 64: Shuntian Zechang
When Pang Shiyuan walked in front of Zhang Siwu and Lin Zimo, the two of them were still immersed in the deep shock brought to them by Daishan swordsmanship.
"Shi Yuan, this is your swordsmanship? It's too much! Zhang Siwu's face was full of shock.
"Master, when will this swordsmanship be passed on to me!" Lin Zimo couldn't wait.
Pang Shiyuan understood the shock of the two, because he had experienced the same shock before. That was when his master Zhan Xianrong showed him the Daishan swordsmanship, and he was also deeply shocked by the majesty of the Daishan swordsmanship.
What's more, at that time, he already had a certain foundation in martial arts, and the two of them had just come into contact with martial arts. To be shocked, it is a matter of course.
"This is the Daishan Sword Technique. However, the requirements of this swordsmanship are very high, and it cannot be done without internal strength. Pang Shiyuan directly dispelled Lin Zimo's delusions.
"Ahh Lin Zimo was extremely disappointed, and muttered in his mouth, "How can it be the same as the game, you have to have a good body to learn internal strength, and you have to have internal strength to learn swordsmanship, and upgrade step by step." ā
Hearing Lin Zimo's muttering, Pang Shiyuan smiled: "Don't say it, martial arts training is almost the same as a game, and you will be promoted level by level." If you want to reach the sky in one step, basically nothing will end well. If you don't want to practice one day and suddenly go crazy and get a stroke, paralysis or something, you'd better follow the game and take it step by step. ā
Pang Shiyuan was already a disciple, and although Lin Zimo was a little disappointed, he still felt that there was still hope, and agreed very obediently.
"Yes, Master."
After teaching the disciples, Pang Shiyuan looked at the sky and asked, "What time is it?" ā
"It's past eight o'clock."
"It's past eight o'clock, then let's go down the mountain! At nine o'clock, I still have class. "Pang Shiyuan mentioned yƬ down the mountain, and others naturally would not object.
On the way down the mountain, Zhang Siwu asked Pang Shiyuan: "Now that the office location is available, when will you go to Shangyuan to register the martial arts hall?" ā
Pang Shiyuan said: "Afternoon!" I had an appointment with Mingyu at noon, and she was going to come to Fengzhen to interview me at noon. ā
"Mingyu, Meng Mingyu? When did you get so familiar with her that you were called by her name? Zhang Siwu was surprised, with a hint of ** in his expression.
Yesterday they called each other Miss and Teacher, but today they will call each other by name.
Pang Shiyuan simply ignored him: "Men, don't gossip like women." ā
Zhang Siwu was very dissatisfied: "Pretend to be mysterious, don't say it." However, Shi Yuan, since you are going to Shangyuan in the afternoon, why let Miss Meng go on this trip. You can just let her interview you on the source, and save you a waste of time. ā
When Pang Shiyuan heard it, it was really like this: "This is reasonable, I'll talk to her later." ā
As soon as the topic ended here, Lin Zimo asked again: "Master, I heard that you killed the mutant?" ā
"Even you've heard about it?"
"Now I'm afraid everyone knows that the news, on the Internet, everywhere you have news. Those things you used to do have have been turned over, and I don't believe you can see for yourself. ā
Pang Shiyuan took out his mobile phone and looked at it, and found that it was really as Lin Zimo said.
Almost all of his qiÄ during this period of time were put on the Internet, especially the things about martial arts, which were even more vivid and divine.
After reading these news, even Pang Shiyuan thought that he was already a top master, and he might be shattering the void tomorrow.
The so-called lice are not itchy, and there are no worries about debts, Pang Shiyuan has gradually become accustomed to this kind of life after a few days of siege and attention from the media and the crowd.
This time, he wasn't as worried as before, he just turned off his phone.
"Let it be!" He thought to himself.
As they spoke, the three of them walked to the foot of the mountain.
Lin Zimo led the way, and the two came to his vacant house.
I don't think this house looks on the mountain, but when I went down the mountain, I found that this small villa is really good, covering a lot of area, and the design is quite chic.
The two-story building, the yard and garden with a large area, no matter how you look at Pang Shiyuan, it has taken a lot of advantage.
However, Pang Shiyuan just looked at it in a hurry, and after having an impression, he turned around and left, he still had to go to class.
Zhang Siwu stayed in the villa and discussed the matter of the martial arts hall with Lin Zimo.
As soon as the two communicated, Zhang Siwu knew that Lin Zimo was actually the small boss of Xiangmanlou. This is a standard rich second generation, no wonder he gave a villa for free without blinking an eye.
Pang Shiyuan didn't know that he had accepted a rich second generation as a registered disciple, and while walking, he dialed Meng Mingyu's phone.
The phone rang for a long time before someone connected, and Meng Mingyu's crisp voice came: "Shiyuan, what are you looking for me?" ā
"Mingyu, I just have to go back to Shangyuan this afternoon, thinking that you don't have to work hard to come to Fengzhen, my interview will be done directly in Shangyuan, what do you think?" Pang Shiyuan asked for advice.
Meng Mingyu replied very simply: "Okay." But what are you doing back to Shangyuan? You've been running back and forth a lot these days! ā
Pang Shiyuan said slightly self-deprecatingly: "Last time, I boasted to a large number of people that I wanted to set up a martial arts hall, but now it is difficult to ride a tiger." Today, I just went to Shangyuan to go through the formalities of the martial arts hall. ā
Unexpectedly, Meng Mingyu also agreed very much with him opening a martial arts hall: "Opening a martial arts hall, it's very good!" With Shiyuan's skills, it will definitely not be a problem. ā
"I hope so! But I want to ask you here, how to deal with the procedures of this martial arts hall, which department? Pang Shiyuan asked.
Meng Mingyu was not very sure: "It should be in the Sports Bureau!" I'll ask you. It just so happens that I am free in the afternoon, so I will accompany you to complete the formalities of the martial arts hall. ā
"Won't that bother you too much?"
Meng Mingyu didn't care at all: "No." Actually, I'm also curious about your martial arts. When you open the martial arts hall, I'll go and take a good look at what this master's martial arts hall looks like! ā
When the two said this, Pang Shiyuan heard someone on the other side of the phone calling Meng Mingyu, who seemed to be recording a show.
Pang Shiyuan knew that Meng Mingyu was very busy now, so the two ended the call.
Hanging up the phone, Pang Shiyuan felt that since he killed the mutant, he had only encountered good things this day.
ran to Shangyuan and signed a martial arts instructor contract that can earn more than 10,000 yuan a month, and this is not counting other benefits.
When I returned to Fengzhen, I simply practiced in the morning, accepted a disciple, and gave a villa for free as a martial arts office.
Then, as soon as he talked to Meng Mingyu, Meng Mingyu agreed to help him go through the martial arts hall procedures together.
With Meng Mingyu's connections and relationships, Pang Shiyuan believed that the martial arts hall procedures should not be a problem.
Thinking of these good things one after another, Pang Shiyuan couldn't help but guess in his heart: "Could it be that I killed mutants to do the right thing for heaven?" Or am I doing things in order to teach martial arts by opening a martial arts gym? Otherwise, how could things have turned out so smoothly. ā
No matter what Pang Shiyuan guessed in his heart, things are always good, and if there are good things, the mood is naturally good.
With a good mood, Pang Shiyuan went home to take a shower and change clothes, and came to school.
There were many more people at the school gate this time than there were after the last video incident in the square.
However, this time, Pang Shiyuan no longer concealed his martial arts, so these people couldn't stop him at all, and he was easily flashed by.
Once Pang Shiyuan exerts light skills, these people who are chasing and intercepting seem to be dense, but in fact, they are just wooden stakes, and they are wooden stakes with a lot of gaps.
Stepping into the school gate, he saw the old man (surnamed Ren) smiling like a chrysanthemum for the first time.
This smile shocked Pang Shiyuan, who was not surprised, you must know that this old man had not been so polite before, even if he didn't keep a straight face, it would be good, where would there be a smile!
Of course, people greeted each other with smiles, and Pang Shiyuan naturally couldn't be rude, and nodded with a smile.