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Chapter 150 The best martial arts club in the world

Yang Gui's face turned green.

What does it mean to be "only two hundred years old next year"? I'm less than one hundred and two next year. Okay, my aunt, don't come here!

Seeing that Yang Gui didn't speak, Jiang Qingqing showed a shy look on her face and said in a low voice: "I have been busy learning martial arts and practicing martial arts for years, and I have to manage the business in the school. I have never had a relationship with men and women. Or is it still a yellow girl..."

Jiang Qingqing's face turned red after saying that, and she looked like a little girl.

Zhang Sanfeng almost laughed out loud, "Hey, old turtle, just leave me, have you heard that my daughter is a 200-year-old girl!"

"Get out of here!" Yang Gui kicked Zhang Sanfeng's waist and was blocked by the Tai Chi Tu. He shouted in anger: "I'm still a big boy with a big fungus that I have been a hundred and twenty years old!"

"President Jiang, you, we are all businessmen. Are you talking about the combination of interests..." Yang Gui looked at Jiang Qingqing and said with difficulty.

"Marriage is also a kind of benefit!" Jiang Qingqing is really a businessman and has a very smart plan. "A strong woman in the Void Realm is a dowry to the Wanxiang Sect. I don't think there will be women on this continent with better conditions than me."

"You let me think about it, think about it."

Yang Gui could only use the word "drag" technique to change the topic, "Then what, you see, in this way, the problems of internal strength and 'spirit' will be solved. Of course, I ask them to be harmonious with spirit and energy, and after becoming innate, they will learn other things immediately. This is what I said is that the foundation is unstable."

The first method of mass production and quick production, Yang Gui thought of the assembly line. In his plan, Guixianliu, the first batch of quick production martial arts museum owners, also used the assembly line method to mass production.

First, use the Spirit of the North Sea to upgrade to the acquired extreme, then use the magic cultivation method to improve the gods, break through the innate nature, and then use the Divine Foot Sutra to accumulate innate true energy, and quickly improve to a level comparable to the innate golden elixir. Then learn various knowledge in different categories, such as weapons, fists, light skills, formations, hidden weapons, etc.

A whole assembly line is assembled in segments and finally assembled into a complete innate powerhouse.

The problems caused are very obvious, such as the innate true essence is not pure enough, not thick enough, and has no characteristics of oneself; for example, the accumulation of "god" is too weak, which is far from comparable to the normal innate golden elixir; for example, only proficient in one skill, it may not be enough to fight.

But all of this was covered up under the premise of "quickly forming the innate golden elixir". Who cares about those things that can be quickly formed? What's more, it's not impossible to make up for it. In just ten years, how many people on the Jiuzhou Continent cannot become innate strong people for a hundred years?

These first batch of fast-growing strong men are just to support the martial arts hall. As a martial arts hall teaching, it is enough. You should know that it is not easy for other martial arts halls to have an acquired extreme strong man.

As for fighting? Who dares to blow up thorns with the innate golden elixir? Who can beat this group of quick-achieving people after the innate golden elixir? Most of the people who can beat this group of quick-achieving people are from the eight major sects, but the eight major sects dare to provoke the Turtle Fairy?

The shadows and damages caused to them by Teng Qingshan will take at least ten years to recover.

Just like that, the apprentice training of Guixianliu began to move forward in a strange way.

Teng Qingshan was arrested as a strong man, and Yang Gui had a very good reason: "You can do anything, of course you have to teach everything."

So Teng Qingshan, who was sad, had to teach these people weapons in the morning, punches and feet in the afternoon, and practice hidden danger and assassination at night. Every morning, he had to train physical fitness and willpower.

The resentful Teng Qingshan practiced the way this group of people. When the instructor of his Siberian training camp saw it, he had to kneel down and call him. These people didn't want to explode the thorns, but Teng Qingshan was not only not afraid of someone blowing the thorns, but even encouraged the blowing of the thorns.

He threatened that no matter how it was, whether it was a group fight, sneak attack, poisoning, etc., as long as someone could get beaten and suffer losses, he would be exempted from the seven-day training for this person. One person would be free from one person, and one group would be free from one group of people.

However, even when the twenty people united together to fight Teng Qingshan, Teng Qingshan still underestimated all their offensives, even completed them in a wheelchair.

No one dared to object to the twenty people now, and they were convinced.

Finally, two months later, all the training subjects were laid, and when only the step-by-step training was left, Teng Qingshan's injury was completely healed.

In fact, he wanted to stand up and run away half a month ago, but he forced Yang Gui to hold him in a wheelchair for another half a month. Now the time comes, he immediately feels like he trapped a dragon into the sea and the tiger returns to the mountain. His body movements are much faster than before, and he doesn't bring any luggage, and he runs with a reincarnation gun and a magic axe of mountain driving.

Even Yang Gui and Zhang Sanfeng did not see Teng Qingshan when they were having sex the next morning, and then they realized that he had run away.

"This brat." Yang Gui laughed and cursed, pointing at Zhang Sanfeng: "Old Zhang, please take them to train."

"Why!" Zhang Sanfeng expressed his dissatisfaction.

"My brother Turtle hasn't entered the Void Realm yet, so I can't help him?" Yang Gui pointed to the turtle, "If you can help it realize the truth, then you can come. I'll watch the children train."

"Then you come." Zhang Sanfeng admitted defeat, and he had something to compare with him.

Fortunately, Zhang Sanfeng has been a founder in two worlds, and teaching apprenticeships is his master for him, not to mention that Teng Qingshan has already set the tutorial and just keep an eye on their step-by-step training.

In a flash, it was more than two months. It had been more than four months since the children were sent to Dayan Mountain. On this day, in front of the square where the Turtle Fairy Liuqing jade was paved, a group of teenagers were looking at their companions opposite with fighting spirit.

These teenagers have all been promoted to a level comparable to the innate golden elixir. Yang Gui ordered a sect competition to decide who is the chief disciple of the outer sect, and the chief of the outer sect enjoys the same status and treatment as the true teachings of the inner sect.

They are all young men in their fifteen or sixteen or seventeen, with a strong spirit and no one is convinced by each other. Everyone is extremely interested.

This chapter is not finished yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content later! "Everyone, everyone has successfully reached the peak of the innate nature, but there is no first in literature and no second in martial arts. Today, we will decide a foreign chief!"

Yang Gui stood in front of the mountain gate, carrying his hands, with a tall figure, and looking at the twenty disciples below with majestic eyes. He had the demeanor of a great master. "Now, the Wanxiang Gate opened the first batch of Wanxiang Squares in Wu'an County, Yangzhou, Jiangning County and Kangping County, Qingzhou. The top three in this competition will be sent to the master of the martial arts hall."

The key is that the water does not flow to outsiders' fields. The key is that they are also afraid that other sects will make trouble. The first batch of Vientiane Square naturally chose to choose the location in Qingzhou occupied by Yangzhou and Pei San.

"Of course." Yang Gui glanced at the bottom with malicious intentions, "The top three will also be the assistants of the first batch of martial arts schools. Entering the martial arts schools is a little care for the weak. Our Guixianliu has always been a tradition of taking care of the weak!"

As soon as Yang Gui said this, flames rose in everyone's eyes. Guixianliu was not like other sects. The weak would not be bullied, but would be protected by superiors.

But for these passionate teenagers, being given extra care is the greatest humiliation. No one wants to get an extra copy when giving out benefits every month. This is tantamount to writing two big words on the top of their heads, "weak".

"I'm going to be the first batch of managers!" A strong boy shouted: "You guys are waiting to be my assistant!"

"Fuck you, go to the assistant teacher yourself, I'm the owner!"

The teenagers were ignited by the flames in their hearts and started to make a fuss.

"Chou~"

With a cry, Zhang Sanfeng descended from the sky in a split wind dragon falcon.

"Old turtle, the people from Vientiane Gate are here."

"What? Is it here?" Yang Gui was shocked and jumped up. "I have something to do if you entertain them."

"What are you afraid of? Jiang Qingqing didn't come."

"Next time, I will talk about it!" Yang Gui's strengths breathed and fell from mid-air.

If a person like Jiang Qingqing can be the leader of the Wanxiang Sect with his daughter, she will not be that kind of weak little girl.

Although Yang Gui was excused by him more than four months ago, in the following months, whenever he had the chance, Jiang Qingqing would come to Dayanshan to harass Yang Gui whenever he had the chance.

Every time she came, she brought several big carts of gifts, which she called her not to come to her home empty-handed. But every time she tied her car with red silk and sent it over, it looked like a dowry. How dare Yang Gui take it?

Yang Gui was defeated in the middle of repeated tug-of-war. It was not that he could not find women, but for him, releasing his nature to find happiness, you can only look at the face, talk about happiness, and find a partner, which is a little necessary respect. Maybe this is the most dissatisfied thing about him.

Anyway, when Yang Gui heard that Jiang Qingqing was coming, he immediately turned around and ran away.

This has become Zhang Sanfeng's repertoire. He even takes Jiang Qingqing to Yang Gui's side and is just around him to have fun. For him, this scene is more fun than watching the Spring Festival Gala.

In Zhang Sanfeng's words, "You old turtle is today too!"

"Old Jiang, welcome!" Yang Gui looked at the fat and fat Jiang Meng, shook hands with him enthusiastically.

"Congratulations." Jiang Meng glanced at the young men below and asked, "Is this going to start?"

"Yes, aren't you going to open in a few days? Don't delay the matter."

"My fourth aunt has an idea, can you just let your battle be the opening performance?" Jiang Meng made a request this time.

"Who?" Yang Gui looked at Jiang Meng, "You are over 200 years old and have the fourth aunt?"

"Jiang Qingqing." Jiang Meng's fat face was full of teasing, which scared Yang Gui so much that he was shocked. After reacting, Jiang Qingqing didn't come, he breathed a sigh of relief, "You tell me in detail."

Jiang Meng talked to Yang Gui about the difficulties he had over the past few days, and other constructions were easy to talk about. Anyway, Yang Gui had already made the most reasonable drawings with their designers, which would definitely make this group of ancient local buns lit up, as if they had entered a fairyland.

But the problem that troubles Vientiane Gate is that since a new commercial square and a new business model have been launched, the opening performances cannot be as old as the old ones. But after thinking for a long time, I can only think of some traditional repertoire such as dragon, lion, gong, drum, drum, opera, etc., which are quite uninnovative.

It must be Jiang Qingqing. Otherwise, there is a reason why he can be the sect leader. I thought of Gui Xianliu and other newly acquired outer disciples. Before, Yang Gui had already passed the qi with the Wanxiang Sect and had to have a battle between disciples. The best three were matched with the worst three, and they were the first group of museum owners.

Jiang Qingqing simply proposed to put the battle at the opening site, which not only adds new ideas, but also gives Gui Xianliu a display of his combat effectiveness.

"You...tsk." Yang Gui sucked his teeth when he heard this.

Jiang Qingqing's proposal was not bad, it was simply too good. Even he didn't expect it, but Jiang Qingqing actually thought of it. His brain was better than himself. This was something Yang Gui had never thought of before coming to the Jiuding World.

Not to mention the Nine Ding World, since the time travel, relying on his different insights, Yang Gui has become accustomed to crushing this group of ancient local buns in terms of IQ. It was really uncomfortable for him to suddenly appear.

"Let's go."

"Let's go, where are you going?" Jiang Meng was still confused.

"Where are you going to see your fourth aunt?" Yang Gui wanted to slap him in the head, but he didn't take it anyway. Otherwise, this guy would be shameless in doing business all year round, and he would really say that he was his fourth uncle when he went back.

"Oh, let's go." Jiang Meng smiled and said with a wry smile: "I can't fly if I borrow a split wind dragon falcon."

"Give him to him!" Yang Gui felt that he would sooner or later annoy the people of the Wanxiangmen.

Yang Gui and Jiang Qingqing met with each other in the Vientiane Square in Wu'an County and held talks. That's right, the first batch of Vientiane Squares, which were key piloted, were placed in Wu'an County, which made the blind swordsman as uncomfortable as eating Oli.

Yang Gui was not intentional. Although he had the best relationship with Guiyuan Sect, the most prosperous city in Yangzhou is undoubtedly the old town of Wu'an County, the super sect of Qinghu Island, which is more than a thousand years ago.

There is really no way to do this. Fortunately, they are all in Yangzhou and are close to Dayan Mountain. If Qinghu Island dares to make any small moves, Yang Gui will have time to deal with it. Not to mention that the Wanxiang Gate has been standing for more than 5,000 years. They have been there since the year when people traveled to the merchants. Qinghu Island itself cannot afford to provoke, so it can only pinch its nose and recognize it.

"Then what, Aunt Fourth. Bah!" Yang Gui realized that something was wrong in his speech, so he quickly changed his words, "Shopkeeper Jiang, how do you think my plan is feasible?"

"I'm telling me Qingqing." Jiang Qingqing looked at Yang Gui with shy expression.

"Okay Shopkeeper Jiang." Yang Gui seriously agreed with her proposal, "Do you think my plan is OK?"

"You don't even say good-sounding silver." Jiang Qingqing gave him a blank look and said, "I think it's OK. The naming merchants should stop attracting investments. Just let us name the Wanxiang Building, otherwise the millions of silver will be wasted."

What Yang Gui talked with Jiang Qingqing this time was mainly about the opening performance. He pointed out that this was not an ordinary competition, but a group of innate golden elixirs in the competition. Since that is the case, just make the situation bigger.

We will directly invite the innate strong men to a selection competition, select twelve strong men, and compete with the twenty new innate golden elixirs of Guixianliu to advance to the competition.

As for the advertising naming, venue use, scene construction, hotel accommodation, souvenir sales, and even driving commercial consumption of surrounding Vientiane Plaza, there is no need to wait for Vientiane Plaza to officially open, and you can get a wave of fat.

After all, Jiang Qingqing was a businessman. After hearing this, she certainly agreed with Yang Gui's proposal.

"President Yang, since this is the case, I would like to ask you to sell your "Turt Fairy" face. At least we will invite Wuhou, the number one in the Heavenly List, from the Lord Pei, to re-arrange the Heavenly List in a live event."

"This old lady..." Yang Gui looked at Jiang Qingqing with a little distracted look. She was really smart and was so compatible with herself. Often, she could answer the next sentence by herself. When she worked with her, she felt refreshed.

Yang Gui was really afraid that he would be caught by this old lady.

He left his head and said, "Since that's the case, just change the name. If the powerful people in the virtual realm comprehend the way of heaven and the gods merge into the world, then the innate strong people are the strongest people below the strong people in the way of heaven, so our event will simply be called,"
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