Cost...a little price?
Following Jiang Yan's words, Tang Heyun's mind made a complete turn before he reacted suddenly.
Challenge Jiang Yan yourself.
This is possible, but it requires... payment?
His eyes were a little confused, could he still do this?
Seeing that Tang Heyun was hesitant, Jiang Yan continued to lie.
"Old Tang." Jiang Yan patted Tang Heyun affectionately and asked with a serious look on his face, "Think about it, do you need to take Blood Qi Pill when you practice."
"Use it!"
"That's right." Jiang Yan clasped his hands gently and asked, "You need to spend money to improve your martial arts and take blood pills.
Then, you should come to me to spar, improve your actual combat ability, and spend some money... shouldn't you? "
Well……
Why do you think what Jiang Yan said seems to make sense! Tang Heyun shook his head, his eyes a little blank.
I wasted Jiang Yan's time and should compensate him.
"Jiang Yan, what you said makes sense, and I am willing to pay the price."
Tang Heyun said with a serious face.
"Well..." Jiang Yan was suddenly confused, "Is Old Tang so easy to fool?"
"Then can we discuss daily payment, monthly payment, and annual payment in the future?"
Thinking like this, Jiang Yan also slowly drew out his long sword, the tip of the sword hanging down.
"In that case, please!" Jiang Yan casually held a sword flower.
Clang!
Tang Heyun stopped talking. He lunged to gather strength, took a step forward, and stabbed diagonally with his long sword.
Shit!
A sharp strange whistle suddenly sounded, and the air was cut in the direction of his sword.
Um?
"It's improved a lot."
In Jiang Yan's eyes, the angle and strength of Tang Heyun's sword draw this time were remarkable.
call!
His eyes became calm.
"Since you have paid, let me inspire you and let you see real despair!"
Keng! The sword rises!
Jiang Yan struck first, his sword light was like a waterfall, and he easily intercepted Tang Heyun's blow with all his strength. The two long swords touched each other in mid-air.
Ding!
He stuck Tang Heyun's sword together and flicked it, and the sword immediately flew sideways.
Then, the sword moved forward and three sword flowers suddenly exploded.
Sheathing the sword, Jiang Yan gently put the sword back into the scabbard, "I accept it."
Tang Heyun slowly opened his eyes.
Tick tock!
Big beads of sweat fell. Jiang Yan's sword was extremely fast, and the sword tip hit three of his vital points almost simultaneously. At this moment, he could feel an icy chill in his heart, throat, and between his eyebrows.
"I lost!"
He looked at Jiang Yan, who was slowly walking towards the edge of the martial arts arena with a long sword on his back, and his eyes once again showed a stronger fighting spirit.
"Only with such a goal can I... never dare to slack off."
"Tsk..."
"interesting."
Although Ning Gongdao was sitting on the edge of the martial arts arena, he had been observing these new warriors.
"These little guys are so lucky."
A few days ago, the Dahe Gang and the Lishui Gang fought, and it was a real fight. The elites were dispatched, and the Lishui Gang was beaten to a semi-crippling state.
The reputation has been established, but there are also many casualties in the gang. At this time, every member of the gang needs new strength.
From top to bottom, there is a shortage of people.
Ning Gongdao, I paid attention to the competition between Tang Heyun and Jiang Yan, and saw that Jiang Yan defeated Tang Heyun with just one move. Ning Gongdao was not surprised at all.
He knew Jiang Yan and knew that he had served in the patrol team before.
Therefore, there is no doubt about Jiang Yan's combat power.
Warriors who can grow up in the patrol team, regardless of their qualifications, must have rich fighting experience.
"Jiang Yan, this kid, needs qualifications and fighting ability. This time, when assigning positions within the gang, there will probably be a big leak."
"Besides, he also has some connections. In the past few days, Ren Yuan has come to me to get a good position for him."
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"Jiang Yan, lend me some money." Zong Yan came over.
"How many?"
"One hundred taels!"
"No!" Jiang Yan looked at Zong Yan as if he were a fool, "I have only been a member of the Dahe Gang for a long time, and I still have one hundred taels, what are you thinking..."
"That one or two."
Zong Yan finally told the real number.
"Up to five hundred Wen..."
"Okay!" Zong Yan replied immediately. He didn't want to pay back the money anyway.
Taking out his money bag, Jiang Yan grabbed a small piece of silver and threw it out, "Save some money and buy that small yard. I don't have any money anymore."
"You are also a warrior after all, why did you let a little girl steal your wallet? It's embarrassing!"
"Jiang Yan, if you didn't say this, I would still recognize you as my friend!" Zong Yan immediately whispered.
After the sparring time was over, Ning Gongdao gathered everyone and began to instruct everyone in martial arts.
This is very simple, everyone forms a queue and spreads out, starting from the Iron Cutting Style.
For each exercise, Ning Gongdao first demonstrates, and then checks each person's movements one by one.
Correct non-standard movements and postures.
He is a Blood Refining Realm warrior, and it is too easy to guide a group of rookies who are not even in the Body Refining Realm.
When passing Jiang Yan and the others, he would stop for a little longer.
There is nothing to correct these three people. On the one hand, they have reached the peak of martial arts, and this training method is no longer useful.
On the other hand, there is really no standard for the postures of these three people.
Half an hour later, the guidance ended, and the next project...reciting the Dahe Gang rules began.
This is more painful.
Asking a group of rough guys to recite the gang rules is like asking a bear to embroider. It's very uncomfortable.
Of course, this is not a problem for Jiang Yan. In his previous life, he was also a high-scoring talent. He could memorize a gang rule, either forward or backward, with no problem.
However, not everyone is like him, so...
"Geng Wei, what is the first section of the first gang rule?"
"Liu Dongguang, please recite Section 7 of Article 2 of the Help Rules?"
"Xu Yitu, Article 8, Section 32, don't sweat, don't be nervous, I won't punish you if you say the first ten words correctly..."
After a while, Ning Gongdao's angry roar was deafening, "Are all your brains filled with muscles? It's been a month and you can't even remember this?"
He slowed down and looked at the person in the field. This was a female warrior, "Guo Yingrui, Article 50, Section 60..."
"Hall Master, I..." Guo Yingrui's face turned red and she whispered, "I don't remember it either."
After saying that, she lowered her head and stared at her toes, feeling ashamed.
"Hahaha." Ning Gongdao suddenly sneered, "Of course you can't remember it. There are not fifty gang rules."
Finally, Ning Gongdao randomly asked a few more people. Except for a few people who answered correctly, almost the entire army was wiped out.
Ning Gongdao was helpless and didn't even think about punishing everyone.
"The rules of this gang are really frustrating. I've been in the gang for many years and I can't remember them clearly. It's normal for these newbies to not remember them, that's all!"
After checking the recitation of the gang rules, it was already approaching noon. Based on everyone's experience, it was time for the hall leader to tell the glorious history of the Dahe Gang.
According to Jiang Yan's understanding, this is also a way to increase everyone's sense of identification with the Dahe Gang.
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