Zhenwu Hall is located in the south of the city and covers a vast area.
As soon as Jiang Yan and Zong Yan entered the gate of Zhenwu Hall, a burst of chaotic shouts came over them.
Looking up, there were about a hundred people on the martial arts field, currently engaged in a hunting contest.
There stood a white-faced man in the field. He wore a high hat and blue clothes. He was dressed like a scholar and looked elegant.
When he saw this man, Zong Yan, who was originally a little decadent, looked even more ugly.
"Damn it, Deputy Hall Master Ning has arrived. This is going to happen."
Jiang Yan also twitched the corners of his mouth.
The two approached and quickly clasped their fists, "Hall Master..."
Ning Gongdao heard the two voices, turned around slowly, glanced at them, and said calmly, "Each person will carry fifty jars of water today."
"yes!"
Jiang Yan wanted to kick Zong Yan to death. The water tank in Zhenwu Hall was not a small tank for ordinary people.
The water tank here is about one foot in diameter and nearly two meters high. One person can carry fifty tanks of water. It is really a good experience.
Feeling Jiang Yan's sword-like gaze, Zong Yan's old face turned red. Today, his face was completely gone.
"As long as you don't tell anyone what happened today, I'll take all the blame..." Zong Yan suddenly whispered.
"You should have come!" Jiang Yan didn't hesitate.
"Sihailou, one table!"
"Am I missing this meal?"
"Twice!" Zong Yan said quickly.
"Deal!" Jiang Yan agreed immediately.
Sihailou is an average restaurant, not far from Zhenwutang. The braised lion head is pretty good, and Jiang Yan likes it very much.
"Haha, a pair of idiots! They are still late today." A slightly sarcastic voice sounded.
After Zong Yan heard this, he immediately raised his head and glared at the person who made the sound.
"Tang Heyun, come out too!" Ning Gongdao shouted coldly, "What are you whispering under your breath?"
"Hall Master, he called me a fool!" Zong Yan immediately complained.
Ning Gongdao ignored Zong Yan, but looked coldly at the three people standing side by side.
"I've also learned about the three of you. You are the best geniuses in this period."
"In a short period of time, you have reached the peak of martial arts training. You will be the pillar of my Dahe Gang in the future. I hope you can practice hard in the future and set an example for other disciples."
"Yes!" Zong Yan immediately responded loudly, "We will definitely practice and spread the reputation of our Three Musketeers of the River throughout Guihua City."
The Three Musketeers of Dahe.
Hearing this title, Jiang Yan's face suddenly trembled, and he lowered his eyebrows and narrowed his eyes.
"Damn it, don't let me know who gave us this nickname, or I'm going to slap him."
God damn three cheap guests, it really has a profound meaning.
When he came to the Dahe Gang and first arrived at Zhenwu Hall, Jiang Yan was a little unrestrained and formally demonstrated his martial arts cultivation, the peak of martial arts.
According to his assumptions, there have been such martial arts practitioners entering the country in more than two months.
He is just one person.
Become a talented disciple who is noticed by the gang, and then...
The techniques, the master, and the resources are all there.
However, this is just a thought.
The two guys around him were so talented that they actually reached the peak of martial arts in just over a month, shattering all his previous plans.
Among the newly promoted young warriors in this period, three talented warriors actually appeared at the same time.
And because all three use swords.
Those who have good intentions call them the Three Musketeers of the River.
"Yes!" Ning Gongdao nodded slightly, expressing satisfaction with Zong Yan's answer.
Among the three disciples, he admired Zong Yan more, because he was young and passionate, energetic and energetic.
Such a disciple is easier to clean up... well, it makes him more likely to belong to the Dahe Gang.
"Continue sparring and stop after half an hour!"
He gave the order casually.
These new disciples of the Dahe Gang come from different clans. Although they are all warriors, their combat prowess is very different.
The purpose of arranging them to sparring now is to let them understand the gap between them.
Shouting and shouting, the martial arts arena was noisy again.
Ping ping ping ping ping, the sound of weapons clashing was heard.
After so many days of running in, most people have found their positions and gained some points in their combat prowess.
As soon as Ning Gongdao opened his mouth, they immediately found their opponents and continued practicing.
call…
A gust of wind blew by, leaving only the "Three Musketeers" standing in the field, staring with big eyes.
A long while.
Tang Heyun looked at Jiang Yan, slowly pulled out his long sword, and said coldly, "Jiang Yan, let's compete again."
puff!
Zong Yan suddenly couldn't help but laugh, "Old Tang, don't be embarrassed. Just count it yourself. Every time you challenge Jiang Yan, which one does he win?"
Tang Heyun held the long sword firmly with his palm, without even looking at Zong Yan, he just said, "How dare you talk when your general is defeated!"
"you!"
Zong Yan's face suddenly turned red, he drew his sword fiercely and pointed it at Tang Heyun, "Say it again!"
"Zhazha!"
Tang Heyun learned this term from Jiang Yan.
He found it very useful.
"Jiang Yan, let's compete again." Tang Heyun said with a serious face, "I lost to you on the fifteenth move last time, this time..."
He held the hilt of the sword tightly and said confidently, "I can definitely hold on to one more move!"
Jiang Yan:......
Is this interesting? Jiang Yan sighed softly. When he arrived at the Zhenwu Hall, he discovered that not all members of the Dahe Gang had the same dangerous duties as the patrol team.
Every move he makes is simple and efficient, and he strives to kill with one hit.
I'm really not used to practicing fighting here.
Turning his gaze to the martial arts arena, he looked at Shan Renhu's position.
After Lao Dan came to Guihua City, they finally got married. After the marriage, the young couple was so happy that they had no time to drink with him.
Jiang Yan noticed that when Lao Dan was sparring with his opponent, his moves would often pause and then change, which looked clumsy.
He knew that if Shan Renhu's moves remained unchanged, it would be a killer move.
"Jiang Yan, please enlighten me!"
Tang Heyun had a fighting spirit in his eyes. Jiang Yan was the first powerful opponent he encountered. He must defeat Jiang Yan and strengthen his determination in martial arts.
"Jiang Yan and I have very similar talents. As long as we work hard and practice hard, we can definitely surpass him!"
"Martial arts are full, don't fight for temporary gains and losses!"
Seeing the fighting intent in Tang Heyun's eyes, Jiang Yan was moved in his heart and he couldn't help but make up his mind.
"Old Tang." Jiang Yan spoke softly, "You know the difference between you and me.
If you come to compete with me, I know your purpose, it is nothing more than asking me to give you tricks. "
He paused and continued, "But have you ever thought about it, me sparring with you is actually of no use other than a waste of time."
Jiang Yan's words were very straightforward and went straight to Tang Heyun's inner thoughts and thoughts.
"Jiang Yan, I..."
Tang Heyun's face was a little gloomy and ashamed. He kept challenging Jiang Yan, and he did have this idea.
"Old Tang, you don't need to say more, I understand your intention of self-improvement, and I appreciate it very much.
So, even if I give you tricks, I am indeed willing! "
"Really?" Tang Heyun showed a hint of emotion in his eyes. Jiang Yan is really... a good person.
"However, there is a saying in my hometown, an inch of money is worth an inch of gold."
"Why don't we do this? I'll spend some time training with you.
And Brother Tang, you only need to pay a small price?
how? Think about it. "
Jiang Yan's voice was warm and eloquent.
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