After all, the Yuncheng Martial Arts Gym is in Yuncheng and is in a remote location. There are not as many disciples in the martial arts gym as there are in the big martial arts gyms in the capital. I have never had the habit of looking for a sparring partner in the past.
Until the door owner brought back a Su Hang from outside.
This guy is a genius. He has made great progress in practicing martial arts very quickly. Moreover, his moves are completely different from his handsome little face. They are turbulent and quite scary.
Year after year, until last year, Su Hang's internal strength became more and more domineering. Just because of this 'dominance', even though it was in a subtle state, it was still in a state where it could be used but not retracted.
At that time, in the entire Yuncheng martial arts hall, except for the sect master, only the senior brother could steadily dominate him.
When other brothers fought with him, they would always injure their muscles and bones. The body was his own. No matter how tough a man was, it would still hurt if he was injured.
Not to mention that the brothers themselves can't stand it, their disciples feel distressed for themselves, and the masters can't stand it either.
Zhuo Yanfei, the leader of the Zhuo clan had no choice but to start spending money to hire warriors from outside to be his training partners.
The sparring partners have changed one after another, and now the price of those with relatively good martial arts skills has increased to eighty taels of silver a month.
Everyone has the mentality of following the crowd. Su Hang is very strong. If he has a sparring partner, everyone else wants to have one.
As a master, even if a bowl of water is fair, you should not favor one over the other, so the more you recruit, the more sparring partners you will have.
It's just different from Su Hang's dedicated warriors as sparring partners. For those young disciples,
People are recruited, but the rules are not set.
Sparring partners from other martial arts schools are here just to get beaten.
But Yuncheng Martial Arts School didn't understand the market at all at that time. When Mu Qingyun entered the martial arts gym, everyone had no idea how to treat tool people like sparring partners, so they just muddleheadedly treated the sparring partners as half-disciples.
Generally speaking, the treatment of the sparring partners at Yuncheng Martial Arts Hall at that time was similar to that of the outer disciples, handymen and the like.
Although he still had to work, and his treatment was not as good as that of other serious disciples, he could still get basic teachings.
This gave Mu Qingyun an advantage. He successfully learned the basic internal skills and was out of control. He quickly stood out and made his teachers feel like they were a treasure, and he successfully became the favorite of the martial arts school.
Naturally, a particularly eye-catching sign was erected for the sparring partners of Yuncheng Martial Arts Hall.
Nowadays, the content taught by the sparring partners in the martial arts hall has been stipulated. Most of it is about protecting oneself. The other is quick attack moves, and the moves learned are also different. Like the complete and systematic training that Mu Qingyun received before Teaching is all gone now.
Sparring coaches' wages have also shrunk significantly.
There's no way, it's not that Yuncheng Martial Arts School is stingy, it's just that there are too many sparring partners who want to join the Martial Arts School, so the Martial Arts School has unconsciously lowered their salary.
Mu Qingyun, Chen Yi and Senior Sister Sun gathered together to whisper and gossip, and by the way, they escorted the two liars away with people from the Yamen, and no one said any more nonsense to Sun Hong.
"You all bully me, you all bully me!"
The shouts from behind became lower and lower, and Sun Yue couldn't help but sigh: "It's unfortunate for our family."
The first task after the New Year, Yuncheng Martial Arts School was successfully completed.
The government officials are very concerned about the rest, such as recovering stolen money and identifying accomplices.
Mu Qingyun also saw that Chen Yi wrote several letters in one go, asking martial arts comrades from all over the world to help trace the details of the 'master'.
five days later
Mu Qingyun was sitting in the martial arts arena, staring at a few young disciples grinding 'Spring Day'.
It was really hard work bit by bit. Mu Qingyun felt that if her patience could be displayed on the system, then her patience would definitely increase.
The little disciples can always make all kinds of weird mistakes.
There are so many things that Mu Qingyun could not think of even with three hundred more brains.
"Senior sister, Teacher Wang said that you can't just practice moves, you have to have your own ideas, just like senior brother's 'Spring Mian Mian', many opponents can't tell that he is using the martial arts from our Yuncheng Martial Arts School. "
"Senior Sister, you and Senior Sister Chen use the same moves, but they feel very different."
Mu Qingyun nodded with a smile, affirming his junior brother's flexible ideas, then picked up his sword and used only one move of spring, beating the boy to pieces. After the beating, nothing was saved except a pair of big pants.
"Ying ying."
The junior brother huddled up in a ball, the truth he was talking about finally disappeared, and he squatted on the ground pitifully.
Anyway, the indoor martial arts arena has enough temperature, so there is no need to worry about him getting cold.
Mu Qingyun put away his sword, still smiling and saying: "It's good to have your own ideas, but your ideas are garbage now, so stop thinking about it and continue!"
The junior brother suddenly trembled.
"puff."
Chen Yi happened to come in, stared at the child with interest, and said in surprise, "You brat, you want to run before you learn to walk?"
She raised her voice and said solemnly to the other children who had been killed to scare the monkeys, "Give me a good practice of each move. If you want to introduce new ones, you have to wait until you have mastered each move."
After sending the little brats away, Chen Yi reached out and put his arms around Mu Qingyun's shoulders, and said with a smile, "Qingqing, do you know that you are famous again?"
Mu Qingyun was helpless: "Sit down and talk?"
Looking at Chen Yi's expression, you can tell that she has a lot of gossip to share with her, and I'm afraid she won't be able to finish it in a while.
Mu Qingyun first called two senior sisters to help keep an eye on the children practicing martial arts, and then he and Chen Yi went upstairs. They placed tea and snacks and grabbed a handful of melon seeds.
"I really didn't expect that that guy, the liar from Chang County, was actually a very powerful character."
"There is news from Jiangnan. There is a person who is very similar to this master. He has hair as white as snow and a face like a boy. This man's name is Gao Yang. He has been in Jiangnan in the past few years. Although it is short-lived, there are many rumors. It’s pretty magical too.”
Chen Yi's connections are really amazing. The county government is still going around in circles with that 'master', and no one even asked him his name. All kinds of news are already flying around here.
Mu Qingyun was a little funny. He remembered that when she wrote the letter, he glanced at it twice. Only the first few lines were about business, and the rest of the words were all messy gossip.
Unexpectedly, after the gossip was over, he actually remembered to do something serious.
"It is said that Gao Yang's achievements are quite remarkable. He once entered a water village in the south of the Yangtze River and defeated forty-two bandits in a row. He fought against the demon leader Tutu on the banks of the Weishui River. He also fought with the grand master uncle of the Huijian Sect and the head of the Su family in the south of the Yangtze River. Sitting by the Dongting Lake and discussing Taoism."
"All in all, in some quarters, his reputation is pretty good."
"It's just that they are all rumors, the kind that are passed down from ten to ten. A friend of mine guessed that he might be a liar, but before any evidence was found, this 'master' disappeared."
A thick smile poured out of Chen Yi's eyes, "Ahem, but there are many people who admire him, young and old."
