Disciple!?

Liang Qu raised his hand to wipe the blood foam from the corner of his mouth, only to find that his tiger's mouth was cracked at some point, the skin and flesh were rolled, and his hands were full of blood, perhaps he had just knocked on the bricks, and the blood foam at the corner of his mouth was not wiped clean, but he rubbed a blood mark on his face.

His face was covered with blood, but Liang Qu didn't care about this, his eyes were full of incredulity.

There were so many people jumping down from the roof, and Hu Qi and Xiang Changsong followed closely behind, so it was self-evident who the old man in the lead was.

Yang Dongxiong!

The true owner of the Yang Clan's Martial Arts Pavilion is rumored to be the most powerful martial artist in the entire Pingyang Town!

Liang Qu didn't know what Zhao Xueyuan, the third son of Zhao, had thought before the farce, and if he knew, he would definitely think so.

People at the bottom are accustomed to inferiority and are born to fear people of high status.

In this novel, the Son of Heaven must be wise and martial, and the people must be traitors who are in charge, blinding the public.

But a discourse novel is always a discourse novel, and it is written as a story only when you ask for it.

People with high status have never suffered hardship, and it is not easy to empathize with people of low status.

People with low status have been suffering all the time, but it is difficult to have illusions about people with high status.

How many people dare to report to the official after suffering a loss?

In the school, how many people who are bullied dare to sue the teacher?

The superiors don't care who is right and who is wrong among the subordinates, they only feel that someone is in trouble, and they just beat them up and get out, and the matter is solved perfectly.

Unless you completely drive people out of your range of activities once and for all, you can only be the one who is bruised in the end.

Liang Qu thought that he would be considered a troublemaker by the martial arts master of the martial arts hall and drive him out, but he never expected such a development!

Yang Dongxiong bent down slightly, with a smile on his face: "What, don't you want to?" ”

Hearing this, Li Libo and Chen Jiechang in the back were anxious, if they could have a conversation, they would definitely shout 10,000 times in Liang Qu's mind to say yes, yes.

The rest of the martial arts hall apprentices on the side were silent.

Liang Qu thought that the gang was looking at him behind his back, and his eyes were full of envy, jealousy and hatred.

Disciples, real personal disciples, are not ordinary apprentices who can come to the martial arts hall by paying money!

Liang Qu came back to his senses in a trance, and immediately knelt on the ground, knocking his head three times.

"Disciple Liang Qu, meet Master!"

The man has gold under his knees, but he can worship the master, don't chill!

As the saying goes, if the apprentice of the church starves to death the master, if he wants to learn the craft, he has to provide for the master in his old age and send him to the end of his life.

Yang Dongxiong's actions made Liang Qu believe that his choice would not be wrong.

"Good, good!" Yang Dongxiong was overjoyed, and bent down to help Liang Qu up, "Get up quickly, you are injured, I will talk about it later, but since you kneel, the master-apprentice status of you and me is decided, and you will be my ninth disciple in the future!" ”

Liang Qu raised his head and saw seven people behind Yang Dongxiong, six men and one woman, although there was one less, but among them were Senior Brother Xiang and Senior Brother Hu.

Senior Brother Xiang squeezed his eyebrows at him, and Senior Brother Hu secretly gave a thumbs up.

"Congratulations, Senior Brother Liang!"

"Senior Brother Liang is really a talent."

"It's over! As soon as Senior Brother Liang came in, wouldn't my most handsome name be guaranteed? A tall young man was shocked.

"Come on, you, even if Senior Brother Liang doesn't come, I'm the owner of the most handsome name, okay?"

"You two don't pee either, according to your own virtues." The only female disciple sneered.

Xiang Changsong touched his pocket and regretted: "It's a pity that I don't have any decent meeting gifts on me now, and I'll make up for it next time." ”

"Damn, why did you mention this to Senior Brother! I hate picking gifts! ”

......

The scene was lively, and Liang Qu couldn't help but smile.

That's great, it seems that I made the right choice.

Yang Dongxiong touched his beard, and the more he looked at Liang Qu, the more he liked it.

He didn't take apprentices at will, let alone out of some kind of compensatory psychology, but purely gave birth to a heart of love.

As early as on the eaves, Yang Dongxiong listened to the apprentice who was arrested to tell the cause and effect, even if there was something missing, but at his age, he naturally understood what had happened at a glance.

Xiang Changsong even told Liang Qu on the side that he used all his savings to rescue Chen Qingjiang, just because Chen Qingjiang had a cake of grace to Liang Qu.

It's not because of how famous this incident is, it spread from Yixing City to Pingyang Town, but Li Libo and Chen Jiechang said it.

After Hu Qi asked for leave, the only person the two knew in the martial arts hall was Xiang Changsong, and they had an occasional conversation, so they naturally mentioned it.

One heard, one witnessed, and the two things added up are enough to prove that Liang Qu has a good character.

In addition, entering the museum in one month can defeat seven enemies, which is enough to prove that Liang Qu's talent is not weak, and his qi and blood are as thick as his little finger, so he can have such physical fitness.

has talent, conduct, and is still an apprentice in his own martial arts hall.

The only drawback is that the style of play is not fine, too stupid, and a dozen seven is actually hard, and it can solve the opponent at a smaller cost, but it is not a big problem.

There are many people in the martial arts hall who only learn how to practice and not learn how to fight, and everyone is rushing to become a martial artist to find a way, which is understandable, and you can make up for it in the future.

Yang Dongxiong encouraged: "Courage is commendable, the fighting style is not refined, although refining the method is the top priority, but we must not forget to learn the fighting method, the martial artist is to use the martial arts to seize life." ”

Liang Qu hurriedly clenched his fists: "Disciple remember." ”

He knew that Master Yang was right, he only had the method of refining, not the way to fight, and the fight was all based on blood and bravery, but it was also a helpless move.

The style of play is not enough to memorize the routines by swinging movements, just look at the seven who fell to the ground.

After coming for so long, you can only swing a stick, and if you want to become a master, you need to practice for a long time to form muscle memory.

The outstanding performance on the martial arts field is completely based on physical fitness, as well as the bravery and calmness that he practiced when fighting with the crab monster.

Yang Dongxiong nodded, and turned his head to look at his disciple: "Changsong, Hu Qi, since you have known each other for a long time, take your ninth junior brother down to wash his face and change his clothes, by the way, the other two don't forget, there should be a vacant room in the backyard, just pack up tonight and let them live." ”

Liang Qu's face was bloody, both his own and others', it was really unsightly, and his body was in pain, and he suffered a lot of sticks, and he needed to clean it up urgently.

"Yes!"

Xiang Changsong and Hu Qi hugged their fists, stepped forward to set up Li Libo and Chen Jiechang, Liang Qu was still able to walk alone, Li Libo and Chen Jiechang were more seriously injured, and it was quite difficult to walk.

Together, they walked to the corridor leading to the backyard, where high walls blocked the moonlight and lights, and the narrow passage was pitch black.

The martial arts arena was brightly lit and there were buildings.

The crowd naturally separated, giving way to the road, as if Momoyama had been split by the god Jiro.

Dozens of apprentices stared at Liang Qu, and the ridicule, ridicule, and good play in their eyes turned into awe, jealousy, and unwillingness.

The crickets in the flower bed began to chirp again.

The two sides are staggered, one is bright and the other is dark.

Liang Qu disappeared into the darkness, but everyone knew that he was walking towards a path that was brighter than that of everyone in the martial arts arena.

Yang Dongxiong silently watched the new disciples leave, turned to look at the people in the martial arts arena, and his face became serious again: "When the matter is over, I won't waste everyone's time, come out in an order by myself, and come out one by one for me to practice!" ”

Most of the students present were old students, who knew what to do, and those who had not experienced it were all learning from them.

A long line soon formed in front of Yang Dongxiong, and the apprentices took turns to delay what they had learned today, hoping to get guidance.

Lu Tingcai and others, who were covered in bruises on the side, lay on the ground and bled out, and no one took a second look.