A few days later, in the inner courtyard of Jinding Martial Arts Hall, there was a martial arts performance field.
"call……"
Zhang Yao sat cross-legged and slowly opened his eyes, showing a hint of relaxation.
"Finally the transformation is complete."
As soon as his thoughts moved, the attribute panel appeared out of thin air:
Name: Zhang Yao
Talent: source of vitality, transformation of essence
Martial Arts: Taiyi Hun Tian Kung (35%), Jin Ding Gong (38%)
Martial Arts: Donkey Kong Fist (21%)
Skills: Medicinal Material Mastery (50%), Alchemy (14%)
"He actually cut it in half..."
Zhang Yao clicked his tongue a little.
Two days ago, he had a sudden idea and tried to change the division of the panel with his mind. Unexpectedly, he succeeded.
After some modifications, the panel was divided into three aspects: martial arts, martial arts and life skills to facilitate his more intuitive viewing.
"The Taiyi Zhuang Gong, which was originally a great achievement, was transformed into Taiyi Huntian Gong, but it directly degraded to a minor achievement."
Zhang Yao sighed with emotion: "The road ahead is really long. I don't know when I will reach the top."
"Fortunately, what I don't lack most is time..."
…………
one year later.
Meng Zongwei and Zhou Hongxiu officially got married.
Meng Zongwei was an orphan and was raised by Zhou An since he was a child. The two have a deep relationship, no less than that of biological father and son.
The two childhood sweethearts marrying each other is naturally everyone's blessing.
Zhang Yao also used the small treasury to give a generous gift, and got drunk with all his fellow disciples.
At the wedding banquet of their wedding, he met his master Zhou An's only son "Zhou Changgui" for the first time. The latter left Changping in a hurry within two days after attending the wedding banquet.
Zhou An tried to persuade him to stay, but Zhou Changgui was resolute. The father and son had a big quarrel, and it was the first time that Zhang Yao saw Zhou An furious.
…
the second year.
Meng Zongwei and Zhou Hongxiu’s child was born, a daughter.
As parents for the first time, they were in a hurry and often made jokes. Zhang Yao sometimes had to help comfort the children.
Zhou An was very happy and greatly relieved, but he couldn't stop the sequelae of declining Qi and blood from becoming more and more obvious. He seemed to have aged several years in the past year.
The second senior brother, Xiao Yao, inherited the family business and became the new head of the Xiao family.
Among the brothers, his relationship with Zhou An is relatively the shallowest. Zhou An accepted him more out of a combination of interests, in order to gain the support of the Xiao family and gain a foothold in the city.
But after so many years, the relationship between master and disciple still existed, but after becoming the head of the family, Xiao Yao came to the martial arts gym less often.
He once asked Zhang Yannian and Zhang Yao to help him, but both of them refused, and he didn't force it again.
…
The third year.
A famine broke out in the north, tens of thousands of rebel troops went south to attack the city, and Changping City was filled with storms.
The scale of the rebellion this time was the largest in more than ten years, far exceeding all previous refugee armies and rebels, and causing panic.
But Zhang Yao found that the big shots in Changping City, as well as a group of martial arts masters, were not too worried.
On the day when the rebel army attacked the city, Zhang Yao was pulled by his master and stood on the city gate tower. He saw a miracle on the battlefield where 3,000 soldiers broke into 30,000 soldiers.
Such a miracle can happen not because of how elite the three thousand soldiers in Changping City are, but just because of one person.
The old man of the Wang family, the county guard, took action and was unrivaled across the battlefield. He beheaded the generals in the crowd of thousands of troops as if they were searching for something. He completely destroyed the command of the rebel army, shattered the morale of the army, and was easily defeated by three thousand soldiers.
This was the first time Zhang Yao saw the strength of the Grandmaster. He was greatly shocked and yearned for it.
…
fourth year.
Zhou An's aging became more and more obvious, he began to suffer from coughing and qi deficiency, and his strength was not as good as before.
Many things in the Jinding Martial Arts School have been gradually handed over to the management of the eldest disciple Meng Zongwei. Zhou Hongxiu took care of the children alone, so she often quarreled with him.
This year, Zhang Yannian left Jinding Martial Arts School.
He was originally the son of a close friend of Zhou An. That friend died in a feud, so he adopted Zhang Yannian and taught him personally.
Zhang Yannian left Changping City and is said to have returned to his father's hometown, with only occasional opportunities to communicate through letters.
Zhang Yao also left.
Through Zhou An's relationship, he became a martial arts priest in the county governor's mansion, with an annual salary of 120 taels, and his life was not bad.
…
Time passes quietly like water.
In the blink of an eye, seven full years have passed since the battle of Qingping Palace.
Jinding Martial Arts Hall, inner courtyard.
"Ahem..."
Zhou An, with a gray beard, was leaning on the bed, his face pale and weak, and he kept coughing.
There were obvious age spots on his face and hands, and his skin was dry and sallow. He was no longer as strong as before, like an ordinary old man suffering from a disease.
"Dad, take the medicine."
Zhou Hongxiu, who was already a mature woman, held the medicine bowl and handed it over carefully.
Zhou An reluctantly drank most of it, then shook his head and refused to drink any more.
Zhou Hongxiu sighed and stopped forcing himself. But just as he put down the medicine bowl, he heard bursts of noise and noise coming from outside.
"……here we go again!"
She frowned, with lingering disgust in her eyes.
"Dad, please rest first and I'll go take a look."
As soon as she stood up, she was grabbed by Zhou An. She subconsciously wanted to break away, but she didn't.
Zhou Hongxiu turned her head in surprise and saw that Zhou An's eyes were no longer as cloudy as before, with a flash of light, and said in a hoarse tone: "I have said before that Zong Wei's Jin Ding Gong has never been great, and it will always be fatal. Defects."
"It is better to rely on yourself than to rely on others. The protection of martial arts is also limited, and it is impossible to accommodate us all the time."
Zhou Hongxiu's face looked a little ugly, and she whispered: "Dad, you practiced the Golden Cauldron Kung Fu for thirty years before you perfected it."
"How old is Zong Wei now? His talent is not bad anymore. It will take two or three years at most to reach perfection..."
Zhou An shook his head and said in a hoarse voice: "People have come to the door, how can they give him two or three years?"
Earning a living in the martial arts industry is also fiercely competitive.
There are many martial arts experts in the world, and a stable and stable place like Changping City is still very attractive in troubled times.
But after so many years, there are still only five martial arts schools and three escort agencies in Changping City. This is of course the result of intentional control. Foreign martial arts masters who get involved rashly often do not get any good results.
A few years ago, Zhou An's strength was still there, and he still had the reputation of martial arts, and no one would dare to come to kick the gym or pick a fight easily.
However, in the past few years, his energy and blood have declined, and his strength has long been reduced to ten percent. He can only rely on Meng Zongwei, the eldest disciple who took over the martial arts gym, to support himself.
But just a Dacheng-level warrior obviously cannot support the business worth thousands of taels this year. There are too many people coveting him, and the favors accumulated in the past cannot withstand being wasted again and again.
This time——
The foreign martial artist somehow got connected with Kuang Lei Martial Arts School and gained Zhao Donglai's tacit approval.
As a result, other martial arts schools did not dare to intervene in this matter. Meng Zongwei endured the opponent's provocations time and time again and found excuses to escape from the competition, which had seriously affected the martial arts gym's business.
If this continues, it will only be a matter of time before Jinding Martial Arts School collapses and is replaced by others.
"You go find Ayao."
Zhou An grabbed Zhou Hongxiu's wrist and solemnly warned: "If you come to ask him for help, he will definitely agree."
