Today's weather is not good.

The black clouds were like a filthy cloud of cotton wool that fell over everyone's heads.

The golden weeping locust planted in the courtyard has lost its leaves, and the sparrows stand on the branches and "chirp" non-stop.

The cold wind swirls across the entire Bei'an County Mansion, setting off the cold silence of winter.

But there was no chill in the compound of Yueshan Changquan.

All the male disciples wore short training uniforms, while the female disciples wore headbands and long-sleeved robes.

Although they didn't wear much, each disciple had more or less qi and blood surging on their bodies, and the cold weather did not move them.

None of them spoke, waiting for the following.

I saw Qi Zhishang's face calm, his hands around his chest, first his eyes swept over each disciple like a torch, and then he said loudly.

"It's an errand to gather everyone today."

"In view of the recent serious gang fighting in the walled area outside the city, the county government yamen is ready to expand the patrol team in the walled area."

"General Zhao of the city defense army requires the fourteen martial arts halls in Bei'an to select two disciples in the hall to join the patrol team, and the difference is two hours a day, and they can receive five catties of red-toothed wild boar meat and ten taels of silver every month."

"It's just that it's only been more than a month since we opened the Yueshan Changquan Museum, and you are all not good at learning and art, so it's difficult to be on your own."

"But even so, my Qi Clan's Yueshan Martial Arts Pavilion can't be absent from the Martial Arts Gym, otherwise I will definitely be laughed at by the other thirteen martial arts halls!"

"So I'm going to select two of you to join the patrol team of the walled area, to serve as an errand for the pavilion, and it can be regarded as the face of representing Yueshan Changquan in the official affairs of the county government!"

Qi Zhishang suddenly stopped speaking and began to wait and see the reactions of his disciples.

As soon as these words came out, everyone was in an uproar.

There are more than ten patrol teams in Bei'an County, except for a few bad masters, most of the patrol members are from the big gangs in the city and the thirteen families in Bei'an.

It's almost an unwritten rule.

It's just that the patrol team is not a force that can appoint people from cats and dogs.

Now that Yueshan Changquan can get this errand, it means that the status of the martial arts hall has been recognized by the county government yamen, and it is officially among the fourteen in Bei'an!

The current accumulation of the martial arts hall is shallow, and Master Qi wants to select two outstanding ones from among them, which instantly arouses everyone's curiosity.

Since ancient times, there is no first, and there is no second.

The errand for the hall is small, and who is qualified to represent the face of Yueshan Changquan is the key!

Everyone also wanted to know which two were the best in Master Qi's mind!

"Quiet!"

Qi Zhishang spoke again, and everyone who was originally talking about it immediately fell silent and didn't dare to say more.

"I will name two people, and if you are not convinced, you can also come up and challenge."

"Of course, a warrior must speak with his fists!"

"It's human nature to have a fighting spirit, of course you brothers and sisters can challenge each other, but there is one thing that is strictly forbidden-"

"—that's a private fight!"

"That's it!"

"Zong Xian, Jin Zhuyue, come forward!"

As a person who has come over, it is not difficult for Qi Zhi to guess what everyone thinks.

After a word of admonition, he directly named two names.

Zong Xian's expression was calm, and after taking a step forward, he didn't move.

His messy hair was shaved neatly by Qi Yunyan, and his body was obviously much stronger, no longer the thin appearance he used to be, and he had the heroic spirit of a teenager.

Jin Zhuyue walked forward from the side column, the ponytail behind her swayed with the pace, looking heroic and steady!

She stood still five or six steps away from Zong Xian, clasped her hands in front of her, and waited for further instructions from Master Qi.

The scene was silent, and there was a brief pause for a few seconds before the discussion erupted.

"Zong Xian... Senior Brother Zong can also act as an errand on behalf of the museum? ”

"What a mistake there is in Master's move!"

"If he can represent the face of our martial arts hall, then I, Yu Xiaoshi, am the first to be unconvinced, only Brother Tiehu has this qualification!"

"Master Qi is really eccentric..."

"If you want me to say that you have to be Mo Shao to represent our male disciple of Yueshan Changquan..."

……

Although everyone's discussion was small, it was extremely clear in Qi Zhishang's ears.

He never stopped people from talking.

Chivalry is forbidden by force, and the warrior can disobey and speak boldly, as long as he does not speak wildly, wantonly insult and slander, he will not interfere with anything.

The prestige and respect of the warriors are all fought with fists, and in the final analysis, these discussions have to be explained by Zong Xian himself.

He didn't want Zong Xian to be too sharp and die halfway, nor did he want him to hide in the dust too much.

"Ahem!"

Qi Zhishang coughed lightly.

"Looks like everyone has their own ideas!"

"Then let's fight."

"If you are not satisfied with Zong Xian and Jin Zhuyue's errands, you can come forward to challenge!"

"The winner goes up, the loser goes down."

His otherwise serious expression suddenly relaxed, revealing an intriguing smile.

These words also detonated everyone's enthusiasm in an instant!

Jin Zhuyue was a martial artist of the Forging Body Realm before entering the hall, and she had practiced the Heavenly Eagle Claw, and the hall masters of ordinary small gangs were not her opponents, and her strength could be described as crushing the same period.

For her selection, everyone was convinced.

The only thing that can cause controversy is the usually low-key and subtle Zong Xian.

At this time, when they heard that they could have a fist fight, how could everyone still hold back?

I saw a resolute young man with a forehead strap and a bun take the lead in stepping forward.

There is a scar in the corner of his right eye, his skin is rough and dark, and his palms have thick calluses.

The scar-faced young man bowed his hand to Qi Zhishang and said in a hoarse voice.

"Master Qi!"

"Wang Tiehu is willing to challenge Senior Brother!"

In this regard, Qi Zhishang just nodded slightly.

"Yes!"

After he got his permission, another teenager suddenly appeared in the queue.

This young man looks older, with a little black mole on his eyebrows, a crown of hair and skin, and a full seal, and he looks like he has a pampered temperament.

He is the son-in-law of the Mo family in the inner city - Mo He.

He had previously practiced the Mo family's nine-way serial sword, and the martial arts realm had also reached the point of forging tendons, although he was not as good as Jin Zhuyue, he was also a "master" among the disciples in the same period.

Coupled with the background status of the Mo family in Bei'an City, it is normal for him to become the leader of the small team of wealthy children in the museum.

Mo He himself also came to this mountain jumping long fist to practice martial arts because he accidentally heard that Qi Zhishang's ability to suppress the four pavilion owners in the east of the city, and he came here to practice martial arts with the intention of playing tickets to increase his knowledge.

"Master, Mo He also wants to challenge Senior Brother Grand!"

Sure enough, he will not let go of this opportunity.

"Yes!"

Qi Zhishang also nodded, and had no opinion on this.

At this time, Wang Tiehu was dissatisfied.

"Mo Shao, there is only one sect senior brother, we can't bully him, right?"

"Either let's talk about first-come, first-come, first-come, or let's fight first!"

This Wang Tiehu is from the Zhai District Gang, and his heart is bold and big, and he is not timid in the face of Mo He.

"Hehe, let's fight first?"

"That's fine!"

"Otherwise, Senior Brother Sect won't be able to bear any of them, then it will be boring!"

Mo He laughed, and did not take Zong Xian in his eyes in his words.

It can be seen that Wang Tiehu also thinks the same way.

Just when the two of them were about to reach an agreement and prepare to fight first.

Zong Xian, who had not spoken, suddenly spoke leisurely.

"Why bother?"

"The two junior brothers just go together!"