Fang Zhiyi frowned: "What are you talking about? I've been retired for so many years, how can I be considered a demonic cult? We are a regular school!"
"Then...Principal."
Fang Zhiyi was satisfied with the young man's address: "Speak."
“Is the school a sect?”
Fang Zhiyi shook his head: "Not really, just like you." He pointed at someone at random. He remembered that this person was a disciple from a small sect. "You can also go to school to study. It has nothing to do with your identity. When you go out, you can still say which sect you are from."
"It's not good, right? It feels like betraying my master." Someone commented.
Fang Zhiyi smiled, stretched out his hand to take a sword, and gently waved it towards the bamboo forest beside him. A gust of wind blew, and then a group of bamboos fell down!
This move shocked everyone.
"Transforming into shape with Qi!" Lu Zhaoran opened his mouth wide with a bitter look on his face. It turned out that this devil was so terrifying?
"The essence of school is to teach everyone. Even if it's my moves, you can learn them if you want. I hope that in the future you can become upright people, people who have a deep understanding of the martial arts world, and people who look back on their lives with no regrets when they are old! Understand, applause!"
There was silence for a moment, and then thunderous applause!
The establishment of Youzhou Martial Arts School was sudden, but these people were very active after they realized it.
Sitting around the dinner table counting silver in the evening, Fang Zhiyi looked like a profiteer, which made Lu Zhaoran frown.
"Why would the Demon Cult recruit someone like you to be the Left Envoy?"
This reminded He Wugui: "I say, Fang Zhiyi, are you really going to show me your martial arts skills?"
Fang Zhiyi nodded: "Sure, why not?"
"The Demonic Church will cause you trouble, right?" He Wugui hesitated for a while before saying this. He felt a little strange. He knew that Fang Zhiyi was a demon, but now it seemed that he didn't want anything to happen to him.
Fang Zhiyi grinned: "Do you think they deserve to cause trouble for me?"
Thinking of Fang Zhiyi's display of power during the day, He Wugui shut his mouth.
Fang Zhiyi said seriously, "I still need your help." As he spoke, he waved his hands and untied the blocked tendons and meridians of the two people.
Lu Zhaoran happily moved his arms, feeling the flow of internal energy.
"You don't really want us to teach those idiot boys?"
"Didn't you say you wanted to take in a disciple?" Fang Zhiyi smiled.
"Yes, when I said I was accepting a disciple, I didn't mean accepting someone else's disciple! And they are the ones you mentioned, the students, and we are the teachers. How can this be allowed?"
Fang Zhiyi said gently, "That's wrong. First of all, you need to understand what's wrong with this world."
"What's the problem with the martial arts world?" The two were stunned.
"Who are you two? You're both righteous, wandering the world, helping those in need. Am I right?"
The two of them felt a little embarrassed after hearing what Fang Zhiyi said.
"But haven't you seen the place? Sects that bully others by taking advantage of their power, escort agencies that wantonly raise prices, and gangs that collect protection fees. Aren't there enough of them? Can you control them all?"
"Speaking of me again, you all keep calling me a devil. What did I do, may I ask?"
These words startled the two men for a long time. After a while, Lu Zhaoran said, "You, uh... you killed thirteen members of the Wang family!"
Fang Zhiyi looked at him and said, "The Wang family relies on their relationship with the Five Mountains Sword Sect to oppress the people, force innocent people into slavery, and now they're extorting money from me. How can I not kill them and keep them for the New Year?"
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