Cheng Shifei stared blankly at the dagger held in Song Yan's hand, and subconsciously asked, "Why did you save me?"
Song Yan said playfully: "I am not saving you, I am worried about who I will ask for money from if you die! By the way, I still need a follower, one thousand taels of silver a month, are you interested?"
Cheng Shifei was stunned again, then a look of gratitude appeared on his face, and he knelt down in front of Song Yan: "From now on, I, Cheng Shifei, will be your dog, and I will do whatever you ask me to do!" "
Seeing this, Song Yan's face turned cold: "I have no interest in raising a dog. As I said before, I need a follower by my side. Come to me when you figure it out! Xiaohu, Xiaowu, let's go!"
Seeing Song Yan being surrounded and leaving, Cheng Shifei's fists gradually clenched and he made a decision in his heart!
As for Qin Feng, as soon as he returned to his courtyard, he drove everyone away. The anger in his heart could no longer be tolerated. He grabbed the objects in the house and smashed them violently, and kept roaring, "I I'm going to kill you" and other words.
Half a quarter of an hour later, looking at the debris on the ground, Qin Feng's heart gradually calmed down, and a plan slowly took shape in his heart...
After this battle in the arena, Huang Liang's reputation became more and more famous among the outer sects, and there was a faint tendency to become the number one newcomer this time.
Early next morning.
Surrounded by a group of new outer disciples, Song Yan slowly walked towards the martial arts hall.
The Martial Arts Hall holds classes once every five days. It is stipulated in the book of precepts that all new disciples are not allowed to miss the classes at the Martial Arts Hall without excuse in the next three months.
The purpose of the existence of the Jiangwu Hall is to teach martial arts, and the techniques taught are all yellow-level middle-grade martial arts.
There are nine classrooms in the Martial Arts Hall.
Every time a class starts, there will be nine instructors giving lectures at the same time. Each instructor will explain a technique. Everyone can choose a room that they are more interested in to attend the class.
As soon as I entered the martial arts hall, I saw a bulletin board.
There are nine lines of font written on it:
Classroom No. 1: Instructor Qi Tianyu teaches the technique "Bing Xuan Jin".
Classroom No. 2: Instructor Zhong Wuyue teaches the exercise "Nine Yin Gong".
Classroom No. 3: Instructor Ye Jing teaches the exercise "Shen Yue Gong".
Classroom No. 4: Instructor Qin Tianming teaches the exercise "Vajra Gong".
Classroom No. 5: Instructor Yue Yan teaches the technique "Iron Practice".
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These nine instructors are all disciples of the inner sect, and they are not free of charge. The sect will pay them two hundred taels of silver for each class.
"There's still half an hour before class leaves. Everyone, please choose the exercises you want to learn and go in!"
Song Yan said something to the people behind him, and then stepped into Classroom No. 1. It was not that he was interested in Bing Xuanjin, but Classroom No. 1 was the closest.
The classroom is very spacious and filled with densely packed futons, hundreds of them.
However, the futons in front were all occupied by the outer disciples who came first, so Song Yan chose a seat near the back to sit down.
There is a small forest near the martial arts hall.
An outer disciple entered quietly, and then said to a man standing with his back to him in the woods: "Senior Brother Chen, that boy named Huang has entered Classroom No. 1!"
"okay, I get it."
The man with his back to him nodded and threw a second-grade Xuandan to the disciple. The outer disciple's eyes lit up, and after receiving the second-grade Xuandan in thanks, he quietly retreated.
At this moment, nine inner disciples came to the martial arts hall together.
These nine people are today’s mentors.
Suddenly, Qi Tianyu stopped and said to the other eight people: "Brothers, please go in first, I have some personal matters to deal with!"
The other eight people didn't care and went straight into the martial arts hall.
Seeing that all eight people had left, Qi Tianyu turned into an afterimage and came towards the woods.
"Senior Brother Chen, you called me over. What advice do you have?" Qi Tianyu hugged Chen Yan and asked.
"Junior Brother Qi, I have something to ask you...!"
Classroom No. 1.
As the class started, instructor Qi Tianyu stepped into the classroom, and the originally noisy classroom suddenly became quiet.
Qi Tianyu went straight to the podium in front and glanced at the outer disciples in the classroom: "I am Qi Tianyu, your instructor today. Next, I will tell you how to practice "Ice Xuan Jin" correctly. Here, Let me remind you that during my explanation, firstly, you are not allowed to make any noise, secondly, you are not allowed to ask questions, and thirdly, you are not allowed to leave in the middle. Okay, let’s start class now!”
"Bing Xuan Jin" is a low-grade Huang-level skill. There are four levels of the skill, namely the initial stage, the middle stage, the late stage and perfection. If you practice the technique to perfection, you can reach the sixth level of Qi refining.
Qi Tianyu first recited Bing Xuanjin several times, and then began to explain it one by one. He explained it in great detail. At the same time, he also explained the things that need to be paid attention to during the cultivation process. Therefore, most of the outer disciples were fascinated by it. , only Song Yan felt a little drowsy after hearing it.
This lecture lasted two hours.
"Now is the question time. If you have anything you don't understand, you can raise your hands and ask!" Qi Tianyu glanced at the crowd and said, his eyes lingering on Song Yan for a while longer.
Question time lasted for another hour.
Qi Tianyu said again: "In half an hour, this class will end. For the sake of everyone's good performance, I plan to personally teach everyone's martial arts. Is there any student who is willing to come up and accept my guidance? "
Hearing this, everyone was a little excited.
Fighting against masters is a rare opportunity to accumulate martial arts experience.
Most of the outer disciples here happened to go to the second floor of the Sutra Pavilion to learn new martial arts, so most of them were eager to try it.
So everyone is very positive.
"you first!"
Qi Tianyu casually pointed at a male disciple and said.
The male disciple who was selected was very happy and quickly came to the stage. Then he saluted Qi Tianyu respectfully and said, "Hello, mentor!"
Qi Tianyu's expression was very cold: "Stop talking nonsense and just do it!"
"yes!"
The male disciple's expression froze for a moment, then he suddenly jumped out and kicked more than ten legs towards Qi Tianyu. For a moment, the shadow of his legs was so heavy that it almost swallowed up Qi Tianyu's body.
This male disciple used the one-star martial skill "Shadowless Legs".
"Snapped!"
Qi Tianyu's palm suddenly hit the shadow of his leg, and then he flew back when he saw the male disciple.
Qi Tianyu put his hands away and stood up, and said calmly: "It's flashy and impractical. I want to learn to walk before I can crawl. Go back and study the techniques of exerting force!"
"Thank you, instructor, for your guidance!"
The male disciple seemed to have some realization, bowed to Qi Tianyu, and then retreated below.
"You come!"
Qi Tianyu pointed at a female disciple.
This female disciple practiced the one-star martial art Bishui Sword, but she was still defeated by Qi Tianyu with one move and pointed out her shortcomings.
Next, Qi Tianyu continuously taught the martial arts of more than thirty people.
Seeing that the class was about to end, Qi Tianyu suddenly pointed at Song Yan and said, "Come up!"
Song Yan said lazily: "I appreciate the mentor's kindness, because I haven't had time to practice martial arts yet, so I will leave this opportunity to others!"
"I'll let you come up!" Qi Tianyu's tone was a little more fierce.
"Why should mentor force others to do something difficult?" Song Yan narrowed his eyes slightly, vaguely feeling that Qi Tianyu might have bad intentions in letting him go up.
Seeing Song Yan's repeated refusal, Qi Tianyu's face became a little gloomy: "What? Do you think I am not qualified to give you advice?"
Author's digression: First update (to be continued)