Chapter 155: The Inner Courtyard Assessment of the Southern Tang Martial Academy

The student who was pulled by the noble son was Li Zishu. As the backbone of the 101 fan group, in addition to the weakness www.biquge.info of indifference and snow brains, Li Zishu's strength is not bad. But he was pulled by that noble son, but he seemed to cry.

That noble son's strength is not strong, and he is also in the Bone Refining Realm, and he is in the middle of Li Zishu. However, Zhang Nan did not despise Li Zishu, but was somewhat sympathetic.

Sympathy is sympathy, Zhang Nan didn't want to care about it, and was ready to turn around and leave. However, he was seen by Li Zishu, and immediately shouted there.

"Mr. Zhang, Mr. Zhang's life-saving ......"

The noble prince turned his head to look at Zhang Nan, and his hand was slightly loosened.

Taking advantage of this opportunity, Li Zishu shook off the noble son and fled in embarrassment. The other students also reacted relatively quickly and ran away in a swarm.

Zhang Nan naturally couldn't be so flustered, and walked slowly, but was caught by the anxious nobleman.

"You can't go!" Gui Gongzi shouted with a crying voice: "You let Zibu go, you have to compensate me." ”

Zhang Nan was extremely entangled, looking up to the sky and sighing. Where there is no grass at the end of the world, why bother with bayonets and bayonets.

Listening to what this noble son shouted just now, Zhang Nan instantly understood. If it had been before, he understood not so quickly. But with His Royal Highness the Crown Prince as the foundation, it is difficult for him to understand it.

This noble son is a genuine pure man, and the content he shouted when he grabbed the plum cloth was "negative person". In other words, this one, like the crown prince Chu Shengrui, is a pure love party that pursues true love regardless of gender.

It's true that Zhang Nan came out to cause trouble, but he really didn't want to cause this kind of trouble. But now he can't leave if he wants to, and the noble son is holding on to him to make him pay for it.

"Don't worry, I know where he lives, I'll take you there. Zhang Nan appeased the noble son.

Compared with the fear of facing His Royal Highness the Crown Prince, Zhang Nan didn't have any worries about this noble son.

Because of pure love, people only like Li Zishu alone, Zhang Nan doesn't have to worry about himself. Because he didn't have to worry about it, Zhang Nan didn't hesitate to sell the plum book in order not to be entangled.

Zhang Nan took the noble son back to the post house, sat in the lobby and waited, chatting while waiting. It's not that Zhang Nan is willing to talk here, but this noble son is afraid that Zhang Nan will deceive him, so he will hold on to it. There was no way, Zhang Nan could only chat patiently. But I didn't expect to talk about it, and I really talked about some useful dry goods.

This noble son's name is Mao Zihua, a person from the Southern Tang Dynasty. However, his father has been doing business in Chuyun Shoujing for many years, so he grew up in Chuyun. When he was a child, he met Li Zishu, and he had no guesses, and he even entered the Chuyun Martial Arts Academy together. Only last year, because of the hostility between the two countries, he was forced to return to Nantang with his family.

It is also because of the relationship between the martial arts academy that Zhang Nan is embarrassed to use force. is a teacher, after all, people also go out of the martial arts academy.

After Mao Zi returned to the Southern Tang Dynasty, he was depressed, and his family had a headache about it, and he didn't dare to tell him about the entry of the Chu Yunwu Academy's delegation into the Tang Dynasty. As a result, it happened today that Mao Zihua went out on a whim and met Li Zibu by chance.

However, what Zhang Nan cares about is not the love history painted by Mao Zi, but other content that is drawn out during small talk, which is convenient for him to get into trouble.

The inner courtyard of the Southern Tang Martial Arts Academy is undergoing an assessment.

Different from the regular assessment of the Chuyun Martial Academy, the enrollment of the inner courtyard of the Southern Tang Martial Academy is carried out anytime and anywhere, and the recruitment objects are not limited to the martial arts academy. Any martial artist under the age of twenty is eligible to apply for the Southern Tang Martial Academy. The reference form is also very simple, and it doesn't even need to be approved by the Martial Academy.

Just find a place in Anjing City and swing for 100 days. Within 100 days, no one can knock him out of the ring, and he will pass the test, and he can go to the martial arts academy to report.

It seems to be a simple form, but the difficulty is much more difficult than that of Chu Yun Martial Academy, and it can even be said to be cruel. Those who go up must sign a life and death certificate, regardless of life or death. Judging from this point alone, it is in line with Zhang Nan's earliest conjecture about the assessment of the inner court.

Mao Zihua told Zhang Nan that two candidates had been set up for 98 days, and they would be able to enter the inner courtyard of the Southern Tang Martial Arts Academy if they insisted on two more days. When he came out today, he originally wanted to see what kind of hero he was.

After knowing the news, Zhang Nan's mind opened up.

This time, I didn't think about the assessment of humanity or inhumanity, but Zhang Nan felt that this kind of occasion was obviously a very good opportunity. Although it was impossible for him to go up and fight, since someone had done it to this extent, it was impossible for the Southern Tang Martial Academy to ignore it. Even the emotionally injured Mao Zihua wanted to see this liveliness, even if there was no one from the Southern Tang Martial Arts Academy, there must be a master paying attention.

Whether he wanted to cause trouble and attract attention, or stood in the position of Chu Yun Martial Academy, he should go over and take a look.

Thinking of this, Zhang Nan asked the location and prepared to go.

However, Mao Zihua still dragged him to death, vowing to see Li Zibu before stopping.

In order to thank Mao Zihua for his help, Zhang Nan thought about it for two seconds, found Li Zibu's room very undisciplinedly, stuffed Mao Zihua into it and waited slowly. The security of the post house is very strict, and the rooms of the residents cannot be entered casually. However, Zhang Nan, as the mentor of the martial arts academy, can obviously make an exception. Then three seconds after feeling sorry for Li Zibu and feeling guilty, Zhang Nan left the post house and went straight to the ring.

The swing location is at the end of a street in the west of the city, although it is not remote, but it is not so easy to find, Zhang Nan asked several times before finding a place.

Anjing City is huge, and not everyone cares about martial arts. Zhang Nan is not familiar with the place of life, if there is no information provided by Mao Zihua, even if he inquires, he may not be able to inquire about it.

At the end of the street there is a large willow tree that is quite old, and under the willow tree there are two rings. It is said that it is a ring, but it is actually two wooden platforms two feet long and wide, and the height is only six or seven feet. The people outside are crowded and everyone is crowded, and it is very ugly and real.

Zhang Nan scanned the periphery first, his eyes stayed on a few people for a moment, and squeezed into the crowd.

In each of the two rings sat a teenager cross-legged, both seventeen or eighteen years old. There were a lot of injuries on his body, and there was even more blood in the ring, and there were many sword marks. There was an empty area outside the ring, and a few officials stood there to maintain order. There are a few straw mats rolled in the corner, and human feet are faintly exposed.

Zhang Nan's pupils shrank, and his face was not very good-looking.

It wasn't because he saw the dead, when he first knew the content of the assessment from Mao Zihua's mouth, Zhang Nan thought that there would be casualties, and what surprised him was the onlookers. Everyone looked surprised, and there were even urchins running around the mats, and their parents were not nervous although they were scolding. It's all about watching a stage play, and the kids are playing on the edge of the stage.

Even if the assessment of the inner courtyard of the Southern Tang Martial Arts Academy is ten times more cruel, it is only an internal matter, and Zhang Nan will not think too much except for the difference in educational concepts under his feelings. But the reaction of the people is too worth pondering.

Under a prosperous scene, people would be so indifferent to life, which made Zhang Nan feel very uncomfortable, and he was a little vigilant.

Chu Yunguo also had martial artists who violated the ban and killed people on the street. When Zhang Nan opened the martial arts hall, he even asked Leng Hu to hang the corpse in front of someone else's inn, which can be called bold. But those things are taboo after all, and ordinary people will still panic about them. No matter how inactive the government is, it will have to be traced on the face.

Don't underestimate that layer of hypocrisy, because it controls people's psychological bottom line, and is the biggest difference between man and beast. Once there is no moral restraint, the consequences are very terrible.

This situation cannot be accidental, something that Zhang Nan can be aware of, and it is impossible for those in power in the Southern Tang Dynasty not to be aware. There is a possibility that some people deliberately guided. Or rather, the guidance of some demons!

Looking at the two teenagers in the ring, there were many strange things in Zhang Nan's eyes.

The demons entrenched in the Southern Tang Dynasty are definitely not small. And this Southern Tang Martial Academy will not be as pure as the Chu Yun Martial Academy. In three days, he will officially deal with the Southern Tang Martial Academy, and he really can't take it lightly. (To be continued.) )