"Master."

"Times have changed!"

"In the past ten years, the imperial court has vigorously built 'martial arts schools', and it has only been ten years, and there are already 400 martial arts schools in 482 counties in fifteen states."

"In the past, martial arts schools only recruited teenagers over the age of sixteen, or with extraordinary qualifications, or with art investors, and good seedlings were picked up by the school, but our martial arts halls can still pick up some soup and water."

"But now, since last year, the major martial arts schools have set up the 'Foundation Building Academy', killing all the teenagers from the age of ten to sixteen, and at the same time, those who are over the age of sixteen but have not been able to enter the martial arts academy can also enter the 'Foundation Building Academy', as long as they perform well and succeed in learning, they can eventually go straight to the martial arts school."

"Foundation Building."

"Martial Arts Academy."

"The imperial court is blocking the front and back roads of our martial arts hall, including those sects and gangs in the past!"

"This is an unprecedented change."

"In Guangling, even a three-hundred-year-old sect like the Songhe Sect had to take the initiative to contact and send disciples to enter the Guangling Academy to learn art or serve as teachers and martial artists."

"What can we do?"

"In Guangling City, there were dozens of martial arts halls large and small in the past, and now how many are left?"

Yan Chuang waited in front of the master, telling the changes of the times, the current trend of the times, the secular martial arts hall and the worldly sects, all of which are ants, and all of them cannot stop the mighty trend.

All rivers flow into the sea!

The martial arts hall is in decline!

It's inevitable.

……

"Senior brother, how is my father?"

Seeing Yan Chuang walk out, Cheng Wenlong hurriedly stepped forward.

Yan Chuang shook his head: "Angry vomiting blood." ”

"Huh?"

"I'll go in and take a look!"

Cheng Wenlong was taken aback.

Yan Chuang hurriedly stopped: "Don't go in yet, let him be quiet alone, just figure it out." ”

"Alas!"

Cheng Wenlong said with annoyance: "I really didn't expect that I would go to school with Abi, my father would be angry like this, I knew that I would definitely not go." ”

Compared with his sister Cheng Abi, who is still in the rebellious period, Cheng Wenlong, who is now eighteen years old, is undoubtedly more filial and sensible.

What he said, Yan Chuangxin.

But—

"You should discuss it with me."

Yan Chuang sighed.

Although he is an apprentice without blood, he knows him as a master and their father better than Cheng Abi and Cheng Wenlong.

Master's name is Cheng Fengxiao, a contemporary descendant of 'Cheng Family Boxing', who followed his grandfather to practice 'Iron Wire Boxing' since he was a child, and was ordered to inherit the family's 'Iron Wire Martial Arts Hall' when he was a teenager, and followed his grandfather's will to carry forward the martial arts hall and Cheng's boxing method.

The first ten years were okay, the martial arts hall was thriving, and Cheng Fengxiao's boxing attainments were getting higher and higher, and he was slightly famous in the rivers and lakes.

But in the second decade, that is, in the last ten years, the imperial court vigorously developed the 'martial arts school', which caused a dimensionality reduction blow to the martial arts halls in the secular and the Jianghu sects outside the world.

In the torrent of such an era, Cheng Fengxiao was powerless to resist and exhausted.

A string is tight.

When a pair of children 'betrayed' at the same time, carried him behind his back to participate in the assessment of Guangling Academy, and successfully entered Guangling Academy, this 'bad news' came into his ears, Cheng Feng laughed and vomited blood on the spot, and instantly grew old for ten years.

Too much of a blow!

Yan Chuang was actually a little unhappy, if Cheng Wenlong and Cheng Abi had discussed with him before going and adopted a gentler approach, Master might not be so uncomfortable.

But—

"If my father can make sense, how can I hide it from my senior brother."

"When Guangling School was first established, my father was invited to teach, but he didn't go. The elder brother was sixteen years old, and he could have been the first to enter the academy, but he was also stopped. ”

"Ten years have passed, and most of the first batch of disciples have achieved fame, but Senior Brother-"

Cheng Wenlong is not worth it for Yan Chuang.

It was precisely because of Yan Chuang's stubbornness and mediocrity after staying in the martial arts hall that Cheng Wenlong was unwilling and Cheng Abi was unwilling, so they both switched to Guangling Academy.

But for Yan Chuang-

"It wasn't Master who stopped me back then, it was me who didn't want to. It's a pity that my senior brother is not angry, his qualifications are dull, and he didn't give his master a long face. ”

Twenty years ago, he traveled to this life and became a six-year-old child who fell ill on the side of the road, and if it wasn't for Master Cheng Fengxiao to save him, he would have died of illness a long time ago.

The master treats him like a son, Yan Chuang knows Cheng Fengxiao's feelings for the Iron Wire Martial Arts Pavilion, anyone can go, but he, a big disciple, can't go.

……

Cheng Wenlong stood guard outside the door for a while, waiting for the sun to rise, and his face was sad: "Senior brother, I have to go to Guangling Academy to report." ”

The first day of the seventh month.

Today is the opening day of Guangling Academy.

"There you go."

"Master, I'm here."

"Remember to come back on the day of rest and bring Abi with you."

Yan Chuang waved his hand, letting Cheng Wenlong go to school with confidence.

This kid's heart has long been in Guangling Academy, and the Iron Wire Martial Arts Hall can't keep it at all. Rather than force it to stay, it is better to let it go, in Guangling Academy, Cheng Wenlong may be able to make a difference.

After Cheng Wenlong left.

"Little Break-in."

Cheng Feng's laughter came from inside the house.

Yan Chuang pushed the door in, and saw that Cheng Fengxiao had already sat up, but his face was pale and bloodless, and his expression was a little sluggish.

"Master, I asked the kitchen to boil some porridge, do you want to bring it?" Yan Chuang was worried about Master's body.

"I can't eat it."

Cheng Feng shook his head with a smile and looked at Yan Chuang: "In the past ten years, have you ever blamed Master?" ”

"Of course not!"

Yan Chuang immediately replied.

Cheng Feng smiled and couldn't help but smile bitterly: "But the teacher regrets it now, I am afraid that I delayed you by blocking you from entering the Guangling Academy at that time." ”

Cheng Feng sighed with a smile: "It's been ten years, and I also know that the general trend has gone, but I'm unwilling." When I was younger, I followed my grandfather to learn martial arts at the martial arts gym. When my grandfather died, I vowed in front of the old man's sickbed that I would carry forward the martial arts hall, start a sect with the 'Iron Wire Fist Spectrum', and become an enduring faction like the Songhe faction. ”

"But now, the Songhe Sect is about to merge into the Guangling Academy."

Grandfather is Cheng Fengxiao's light.

The Iron Line Martial Arts Hall is the root of Cheng Fengxiao.

The Songhe faction used to be the goal that Cheng Fengxiao was determined to pursue and surpass.

The light is long gone.

The roots, which have decayed.

The goal that was once pursued is about to end.

Cheng Feng smiled, confused.

Seeing that the once high-spirited master is now no longer proud and the hero is in the twilight, Yan Chuang felt uncomfortable, his strength was low, and he couldn't do anything else, so he could only comfort: "As long as the master is here, the martial arts hall will be there." As long as the martial arts hall is there, the disciples will be there! ”

……

Cheng Fengxiao was recuperating at home, and Yan Chuang came to the martial arts hall alone. Ten years ago, the Iron Wire Martial Arts Hall was full of halls, but now there are only six or seven crooked melons and cracked dates left.

"Senior brother, I won't be here tomorrow." Cai Liang lowered his head, not daring to look at Yan Chuang.

Side.

Wei Quanqi's face flushed: "Cai Liang Cai Liang!" You really took the wrong name, and your conscience was eaten by dogs! You were admitted to Guangling Academy, but when you came to the Iron Wire Martial Arts Hall to apprentice, it was the master and the senior brother who tried their best to teach martial arts. Now that you finally have a little achievement, you have to switch to the Foundation Building School again, do you want to be faced?! ”

was pointed at his nose and scolded, Cai Liang was also angry: "I spend money, the martial arts hall collects money, this is business, what kind of conscience do you talk about?" If you want to talk about conscience, all kinds of peerless schools in Guangling Academy are open for disciples to learn, but what about us, the master is stubbornly guarding a 'iron fist' as a treasure, and even the senior brother is unwilling to teach it! The imperial court newspaper and the military journal of the school have all said that the biggest drawback of the old era is the view of the portal, the self-cherishing of the broom, and the childishness of the family! ”

"Senior Brother Cai!"

"Be careful!"

Yan Chuang couldn't hear anyone say bad things about Cheng Feng, and his face suddenly turned cold.

"Senior brother Renxiao, I respect you, but I really feel worthless for you!" After Cai Liang finished speaking, he was about to leave, but Wei Quan stepped forward to stop his way.

"Wei Quan!"

"The imperial court has long issued a ban, no sect or martial arts hall is allowed to obstruct the coming and going of its disciples, and those who dare to violate the order will be fined at least and banned at worst!"

"You dare to stop me?"

Cai Liang was not afraid and went up hard.

Hear the fine.

Hear the ban.

Wei Quan was jealous and retreated.

"Let him go." Yan Chuang sighed, his heart is absent, what's the use of keeping people.

"Thank you, Senior Brother, for making it happen."

Cai Liang rushed to Yan Chuang and strode away, and from then on, passers-by.

After Cai Liang, Fu Zhen and Xue Ying followed closely and said, "Senior brother, let's go too!" ”

After speaking, he didn't dare to stay longer, and hurriedly ran away.

In a flash.

The martial arts hall was deserted, except for Yan Chuang, there were only three disciples left: Wei Quan, Yu Jinpeng, and Jin Yutang.

"Phew!"

"What the hell!"

"If you weren't afraid of causing trouble for Master, see if I don't abolish them!"

Wei Quaneighteen, young and vigorous.

Yu Jinpeng has four out of twenty, and Lao Cheng is serious: "When they left the martial arts hall, they went to the Guangling Academy to build a foundation school, and they were ambitious and couldn't stop it." ”

Jin Yutang looked at Yan Chuang with a worried face: "The good seedlings in Guangling City have been wiped out by the Guangling Academy, and now there is a Foundation Building Academy, and all the ten to sixteen-year-old boys have been taken away. If our martial arts hall wants to accept apprentices, it will either be crooked melons and cracked dates, or it will be poor and white. ”

Crooked melons and cracked dates, it is difficult to achieve.

One is poor and two white, and the tuition fee is difficult to collect.

In the past, when opening a martial arts hall, there were two criteria for accepting apprentices-

Either the root bone is good.

Either the money is wide.

The former made the martial arts hall famous, and the latter supported the operation of the martial arts hall.

But now, the two sets of combination punches of the Dayan Imperial Court have stunned the martial arts hall, including many Jianghu sects.

The road ahead is blocked.

It's hard to maintain.

"Do your best, listen to the destiny of heaven!"

Yan Chuang sighed.

All he could do was try his best and be determined to stand on the last shift of the Iron Line Martial Arts Gym.

Thinking like this—

Suddenly.

Then.

The light in his mind was bright, and a 'Zixiao Palace' woke up—

……