Chapter 205: Ghost Face Shura 5 (1/2)



For them, ten taels of silver was worth it to be able to receive guidance from the former Left Emissary of the Demon Cult.

Especially when they heard that Fang Zhiyi had subdued Gentleman Sword and the Double Swordsman with a single move, they became even more fanatical, and their cries for the destruction of the demon turned into awe for the strong.

After all, if you take ten taels of silver to those famous and upright families, they will probably throw you out. But ten taels of silver can get you some martial arts instruction from Fang Zhiyi.

In this world where power is paramount, what's wrong with the devil? It's just that he's powerful!

When Lu Zhaoran and He Wugui had nothing to do, they would stand at the door and watch Fang Zhiyi instruct these young boys, occasionally interrupting to give some pointers. Neither of them had accepted any disciples, and they had been thinking about wandering around the world all day long. Now that they couldn't use their martial arts and were forced to stay here and work, they had some free time.

"Three moves? Are you taking bribes?"

"One move?"

"That guy is quite famous, he seems to be called Northwest Mad Knife."

"One and a half moves."

Where there are people, there is the world, and where there is the world, there are people betting.

The lone knight who came here wanted to ignore the rules, but Fang Zhiyi knocked him down with one move. Fortunately, he was rich, so he gave him some silver and left in shame.

There was a lot of groaning.

“The banker takes it all!”

He Wugui was the first to find Fang Zhiyi and proposed his idea of ​​taking in disciples, asking him to leave behind a few good ones for next time.

Fang Zhiyi deliberately made it difficult, but in the end he said he would think of a solution himself.

The next time, Fang Zhiyi did not accept the money, but walked in front of those people, pressed his hands down, and made them all look at him.

"Let me ask you, what are you doing in the martial arts world?"

"Fame!" someone raised their hand.

"Peerless martial arts!"

"Roaming the world!"

She said directly to Jiang Rou, without hiding her feelings: "Money!"

Everyone laughed, and Fang Zhiyi frowned. After they stopped, Fang Zhiyi continued, "What are you laughing at? How can you make your way in the martial arts world without money? Do you rely on fame to cheat people out of food and drink? Or do you rely on peerless martial arts to rob people? Do martial arts masters not eat?"

Everyone fell into deep thought. It was true that every time they came to Fang Zhiyi to challenge him, they had to save money for a long time. It was easy for those who had rich families, but if they didn't have money, they had to live frugally and even have to work part-time as a bodyguard.

"First, you must understand your purpose in venturing into the martial arts world, and then find the means to achieve your goal. We must get as close to our goal as possible within a reasonable range." Fang Zhiyi looked at the girl, "What's your name?"

"Jiang Rou."

Fang Zhiyi nodded approvingly: "There is great potential." Then he gave them an ideological education course, which completely changed the worldview of these young men. Even Lu Zhaoran and He Wugui behind him were confused.

"Why aren't you masters of Kung Fu? Huh?" Fang Zhiyi scribbled the word "education" with charcoal on the wooden board behind him. "Because you lack a systematic education! I hereby declare that the Youzhou Martial Arts School will be established tomorrow. We will enroll a large number of students, regardless of birthplace or background, and will charge a one-time fee. Now that I've spoken, who's in favor? Who's against?"

There was a complete silence.

Only Jiang Rou raised her hand: "Um, does student mean disciple?"

Fang Zhiyi smacked his lips. "No, but it's almost the same. However, from now on, you have to punish me, the principal, and punish them." He pointed at the people behind him, "Teachers."

Everyone looked at He Wugui and his companions. He Wugui looked at them in confusion until they understood what he meant.

Zhao Yang raised his hand: "Then have we joined the evil cult?" As soon as these words came out, everyone started talking.

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