"Uh...you stole the secret manual from Jinguang Temple!"
"Bullshit, it's clearly those bald asses who framed me to divert the attention of the people in the underworld. Learning that thing requires virgin skills, and I'm not willing to learn it."
"It was you who destroyed the Beggars' Sect elder's martial arts!"
"That's right. He allowed his men to kidnap and mutilate children. Could you tolerate that?"
"Then, then you are a demon cultist!"
Fang Zhiyi clapped his hands. "Right, I'm a member of the Demon Cult, but what does the Demon Cult do? Isn't it just hiding in the mountains, acting in secret? They just watch the bandits run rampant and slaughter bandit camps, and when they encounter the famous and upright sects, they argue with each other, and then when they can't defeat them, they go back and spread rumors everywhere."
"If you say that...what evidence do you have?"
Fang Zhiyi pointed at him and said, "That's the problem. You're spreading rumors. What evidence do you have? I'm saying that you, Lu Zhaoran, are a flower thief."
Lu Zhaoran blushed: "Nonsense!"
Fang Zhiyi spread his hands: "Where's the evidence?"
Lu Zhaoran opened his mouth and fell silent.
"So the Demonic Cult isn't necessarily bad. Of course, there are bad people, like that messenger who often eats without paying. Are reputable and upright sects necessarily good?"
He didn't expect He Wugui to speak: "Not necessarily. That old fellow from the Lishan Sect is just a jerk who appears humble but actually acts despicable."
Fang Zhiyi didn't expect that He Wugui had suffered losses at the hands of the Lishan Sect.
But the topic cannot be deviated.
"That's why I say there's no discrimination in education. These sects, whether they're demonic or reputable, spend their days studying secret manuals. Not only ordinary people, but even their own disciples may not be able to see them. This is their barrier, and it's also the capital that some of them use to act recklessly."
"What if we established a school so that ordinary people could learn martial arts?"
The two of them gradually became absent-minded.
The conversation lasted until midnight, and Fang Zhiyi was satisfied with the outcome.
Of course, he also made a lot of big promises, such as housing subsidies, retirement subsidies, and even words like "students all over the world". These words made He Wugui yearn for them.
Youzhou Martial Arts School quietly opened.
There were thirty students in the first term.
However, it still takes time to build the house and prepare the training ground. Fang Zhiyi also wanted to use these free laborers, but they were talented in martial arts and had no idea about building houses. In the end, Fang Zhiyi reluctantly spent money to hire craftsmen.
As for He Wugui and the other person, Fang Zhiyi developed a set of assembly line teaching methods for them. He also generously broke down his own martial arts and let them understand them before teaching them to the students. This move shocked the two of them, and then they admired them. You know, this kind of thing has never happened since ancient times!
Inspired by this, the two decided to show their true abilities.
After all, Fang Zhiyi said that after the students pass the initial assessment, they can choose the instructor they want, and then they can teach their own skills.
At the edge of a cliff, Fang Zhiyi brought thirty students here and said, "Before the formal teaching begins, you will study here!"
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