Chapter 536 Entering the Martial Arts Hall (2000 plus, 4K for support)
Spring begins.
fish market.
Aaron had just sold a 'Seven Star Catfish' for forty bucks when he saw the 'Smiling Tiger' coming over.
Well, since he chopped off the fingers of Lao Chu and his son with a smile, ‘Master Tiger’ now has another nickname ‘Smiling Tiger’!
"Hey, Brother Yu caught a big fish again."
He said hello with a smile, but it made people shudder.
"Master Tiger."
Aaron nodded: "This is all luck!"
Very wisely, I paid twenty big coins...
"Haha...Brother Yu is an open-minded person." 'Master Tiger' laughed so hard that he couldn't even see his eyes. The conversation suddenly changed: "You haven't tasted what it's like to be a young lady, have you? Brother, will you take me to experience it?"
Aaron's expression was stern.
After you pay according to the rules, 'Master Hu' and others cannot embarrass you publicly, otherwise all the fishermen will be in danger.
But you can’t come openly, but you can come secretly!
For example, they coax you to go to their own private prostitution parlors and secret door gambling houses! They instigate you to go to prostitutes and gamble...and then lose everything and even lose yourself!
"Um... no need, I'm just thinking about Siniang."
Aaron pretended to be stunned and answered in a low voice.
"Haha...Brother Yu, your taste is indeed unique. However, although the fourth lady is a little older, her charm is still there. The key is to know how to feel cold and hot, and how to love others!"
'Master Tiger' laughed and let it go so easily, which made all the excuses Aaron had prepared in advance useless, and he couldn't help but become more vigilant.
"Ayu, I'm very optimistic about you, so let's do this... I'll prepare a banquet at home in a few days and treat you to a drink. You have to give me this face."
‘Master Tiger’ said with a smile on his face but not on his face.
"Definitely, definitely." Aaron pretended to be flattered and agreed.
After he left, a younger brother asked: "Master Tiger... just let him go like this?"
"Seeing how lavishly this kid spends money, he must not have much money left..."
'Master Tiger' touched his chin: "Ever since we lost the leprosy Liu, we among the fishermen have lost their eyeliners. What happened to Lao Chutou last time was only discovered by accident after the fact. This won't work! I think Ayu is quite smart.
Yes, I want to lift him up."
"Master Hu, you are tall, you are so tall!"
…
"If you don't look for trouble, trouble will come to you."
Aaron sighed.
Although being cautious is the way for ordinary people to survive.
But sometimes things in the world are so unreasonable, and a disaster suddenly strikes you, and you have no choice but to suffer it!
"Although I don't know what the smiling tiger is doing."
"But when something goes wrong, there must be a monster!"
Aaron threw away his money bag and didn't even go to the Yuyang Restaurant. He went directly to the dock to pick up the boat and leave: "But... if you want to plot against me, I can jump out of the chessboard and stop playing with you!"
This plus the previous savings, I have already accumulated enough money.
It’s time to get in touch with the martial arts of this world!
…
A few days later.
Taizefu City.
Qingshan Martial Arts School.
In the mist and mist.
Outside the closed red door, two martial artists glanced at Aaron with bright eyes: "Who is coming?"
"Down here..."
Aaron was wearing a raincoat and a bamboo hat, carrying a fish basket: "Fang Yu, a fisherman from Taize Lake, comes to learn from his master!"
As he spoke, he opened the fish basket and revealed it was full of copper coins.
A martial artist frowned. He couldn't stand the fishy smell, but he could bear the smell of money: "Come... follow me in!"
The door with copper nails and red paint suddenly opened, just like the door to a new world opening.
Aaron took a deep breath and followed the martial artist, passing by the practice square and the back garden, turning through several corridors, and arrived in front of a main house.
"Senior Brother, someone has come to learn from me!"
The martial artist stepped forward and knocked on the door, saying respectfully.
"Come in!"
With a deep voice, the martial artist opened the door and led Aaron in.
Behind the door is a small practice room. A strong pungent smell of medicine spreads out, and there are some dolls and other tools scattered around.
A shirtless man was opening his upper body and allowing himself to be beaten by several men with sticks around him.
Bang bang!
In the dull sound, his muscles also followed the movement, and seemed to rebound with force from time to time, making the wooden stick make an overwhelming sound.
Snap!
One disciple used too much force and the thick wooden stick in his hand broke!
"Did you see that? This is Dingshan, the senior brother of our Qingshan Martial Arts School! You have to salute when you see him in the future, do you understand?"
The martial artist leading the way said to Aaron with reverence.
"I understand, I understand!"
Aaron nodded quickly, pretending to admire him, but he was laughing secretly in his heart: 'Did I not see the look in the eyes of the Dingshan envoy? He clearly saw someone coming, and deliberately made his men use more force to show off...'
But this is normal. Aaron saw the flashy-looking senior brother Dingshan Ding casually put on a coat, and his body seemed to be steaming. The eyes under his thick eyebrows looked at him: "Fishermen?"
"Fang Yu, a fisherman from Taize, comes to learn from his master!"
Aaron pushed the fish basket over.
Senior Brother Dingshan didn't show the slightest expression of disgust on his face. He raised his hands and weighed them: "Well... it's not easy to save so much money, isn't it?"
"Years of hard work, every drop of blood and sweat."
Of course Aaron couldn't say that this was something I just picked up, and his face showed a look of longing, distress, and regret.
"Such money is enough for you to marry a wife. If you use it to practice martial arts, you may gain nothing in the end. Do you really have no regrets?"
"No regrets!" Aaron gritted his teeth and said loudly: "I want to be a master, I don't want to be bullied!"
"Okay, now that the master is not here, I will accept you as a disciple on behalf of the master." Senior Brother Dingshan nodded with satisfaction: "Ten taels of silver, two months of martial arts training, food and accommodation can be in the martial arts studio, of course, you can also go out to eat
, but I guess you don’t have the money.”
He took the towel handed by another disciple, wiped his sweat casually and said, "Come with me later to pay homage to the portrait of the Patriarch. You will be considered a beginner."
'This... is really simple...'
'Sigh... That's all for spending money to learn a craft... I am not even considered a disciple of Xue Qingshan, I can only be regarded as a student at most...'
…
There was no strange color on Aaron's face. He followed Senior Brother Dingshan to pay homage to the portrait of the ancestor, and then he was initiated. The ceremony was quite simple.
Immediately, Senior Brother Dingshan ordered the martial artist who brought Aaron in: "Zhai Yong, take this junior brother to stay, get a meal pass, and learn the rules."
"Yes, senior brother, please walk slowly."
Zhai Yong nodded and bowed to send Senior Brother Dingshan away, then turned to look at Aaron, raising his chin slightly.
"Hello, senior brother Zhai Yong. Junior brother has just entered the door. Please take good care of me."
Aaron rolled his eyes inwardly, put on a smile on his face, and stuffed a few big coins over.
"Easy to say, easy to say."
The clouds on Zhai Yong's face immediately turned clear: "I took my junior brother to the place where you live, which is Datongpu. I go to the cafeteria with my meal ticket every day to get meals. The food is pretty good... Junior Brother, if you have money, you can even go to Wuhan
Find another courtyard to live outside the museum..."
"In the martial arts gym, we practice in the morning at Mao hour, and start the team at Chen time..."
Zhai Yong led Aaron to a courtyard and opened the door.
Several male disciples were doing their own things when they all stood up: "I've seen Senior Brother Zhai!"
"Well, this is a new disciple like you, named Fang Yu!"
Zhai Yong nodded casually: "Get to know each other, he will live here from now on."
Immediately, a young man with a simple and honest face stood up: "Hello, Junior Brother Fang, my name is Huang Dacheng!"
"Liang Wu!"
"Song Sanjin!"
"Mazhu!"
…
"Hello, fellow seniors."
A gentle smile appeared on Aaron's face.
"Well... I feel relieved when I see you are such brothers and sisters."
Zhai Yong nodded, handed the meal card to Aaron, and then walked away carelessly.
After Zhai Yong left, Huang Dacheng closed the courtyard door, his face was like a dog's, changing at every turn: "You smell so bad, where did it come from?"
"Taize Lake, fishermen."
Aaron asked calmly: "Where should I sleep?"
"You stink too much, so you're not allowed to sleep in the same bunk with us."
Huang Dacheng stood in a circle with Liang Wu and Song Sanjin, ostracizing outsiders.
Although their family backgrounds are average, they are all city dwellers, and they don't even look down upon those who farm outside the city. As for those who fish, they are at the bottom of the contempt chain!
"Am I... being bullied?"
Aaron blinked: "It's fine if the senior brothers outside or those who live in other houses bully me... You all end up living with me. Don't you have any idea of your status in the martial arts gym?"
Although he does not cause trouble, he is not afraid of it either.
Especially when you know that you cannot be soft at this time, otherwise others will push you further.
"What did you say?"
Huang Dacheng's expression changed, and then he saw a fist hitting him.
Bang!
After all, Aaron has been trained, has rich practical experience, and his skills are among the best among ordinary people.
It's easy to bully these newbies.
He immediately punched Huang Dacheng in the stomach, kicked him to the ground, grabbed his arm joints and pulled him hard.
"ah!!!"
Huang Dacheng screamed like a slaughtering pig.
"How's it going? Come on!"
Aaron looked around. The cold and awe-inspiring feeling caused by countless killings made Liang Wu, Song Sanjin and other losers frightened and backed away: "Don't come over here, I'm going to call someone."
"Okay, then call someone and let's all accept the punishment together!"
Aaron showed the temperament of a bachelor who is not afraid of being beaten: "I am not afraid of those who are barefoot and wear shoes. This is where the battle ends. Come on!"
He saw that the tall and powerful Huang Dacheng was the leader, and immediately used more force on his hands.
When encountering a siege, you must attack the enemy's leader first! Grab one and beat him to death! This is also common sense!
"Ah...it hurts!"
Huang Dacheng screamed repeatedly: "I was wrong, let me go..."
'So soft?'
Aaron was slightly surprised, and then his voice turned cold: "Who are you calling?"
"Brother Fang, Grandpa Fang, you will be my grandfather from now on!"
Huang Dacheng quickly changed his tune.
"That's pretty much it!"
Aaron let go and pulled Huang Dacheng up. He saw that these people had no background, so he deliberately showed his arrogance.
Moreover, he was very measured in his strikes, hitting only the thickest parts of his body, and was not afraid of checking for injuries.
"But I won't be the big brother, so I can do whatever I want from now on."
Aaron came to his bunk and began to frown.
"Brother Fang, please use my quilt."
Huang Dacheng was tidied up and docile, and his ability to observe people's emotions was actually quite good, so he quickly brought a roll of quilt.
"Not bad, not bad, pretty good."
Aaron patted him on the shoulder and looked at Liang Wu and others: "What do you do at home? Why do you come to learn martial arts? What do you want to do after learning martial arts?"
"Brother Fang, my little brother's family owns a tea shop." Huang Dacheng replied with a smile: "My little brother just wants to learn martial arts for self-defense!"
"My family is a blacksmith. They raised money for me to learn martial arts. I want to use this to look after other people's homes and make a living."
Song Sanjin replied.
He is thin in stature, but has some muscles in his arms, which shows that he is obviously very strong.
"I am a tailor at home, and I don't want to learn how to embroider from women!" Liang Wu replied.
The last one, Mazhu, was silent and said nothing.
"Brother Fang, this kid doesn't like to talk. He is very arrogant. He likes to answer everyone and ignores everyone. He only says a few words when the senior brothers come. Let me help you teach him a lesson!"
Huang Dacheng rolled up his sleeves, acting very self-consciously.
"stop!"
Aaron waved his hand, knowing that before he came, this Ma Zhu was probably the bullied one.
He looked at a few people and coughed: "Since we are studying in the same field, we should be friendly to each other, understand?"
…
The next day, the sun had just risen.
The training ground of Qingshan Martial Arts School.
Disciples dressed neatly in practice uniforms lined up in three rows.
It was the first time that Aaron wore the new clothes under his hair and stood with Huang Dacheng and others, listening to the lectures of senior brother Dingshan.
Last night, Huang Dacheng and others explained everything to him.
For example, in the martial arts hall, other senior brothers and sisters are fine, but the only one who must not be offended is senior brother Dingshan!
This is not only because Dingshan has the best martial arts, but also because he is the master’s direct disciple! He will only use it to prop up his appearance when he gets old!
Once a martial artist reaches his forties or fifties and his energy and blood are no longer at their peak, they cannot fight.
At this time, if you want to maintain your reputation, you must rely on personal discipleship.
When senior brother Dingshan was practicing boxing, Xue Qingshan taught him step by step and worked hard. It can be said that he is closer than his own son!
Well, in the martial arts school, it does not matter if you offend Xue Qingshan's children, but there will definitely be no good consequences if you offend the senior brother!
And now, Master Xue Qingshan is out for something, and he doesn’t know how long it will take for him to come back.
In the martial arts hall, it is senior brother Dingshan who teaches martial arts on his behalf!
"If you want to practice martial arts, don't be afraid of hardship!"
Dingshan's tiger eyes swept across all the martial arts apprentices, especially Aaron and the others at the end!
"The four levels of martial arts, the last level is 'moves'!"
It seemed that because there were so many newcomers, Dingshan began to outline and explain: "Each school is different, but there is only one main theme... through constant practice of moves, you learn to control your own Qi and blood! Only by grasping Qi and blood can martial arts be considered true.
getting Started!"
"Those who don't know how to master Qi and blood are just ordinary people who know a little bit about skills at most!"
"After grasping your own Qi and blood, you can refine the 'Qi and blood' into 'jin'... This is the second level of martial arts, Ming Jin! It is also called 'skin and flesh training'!"
"When you get started with Mingjin, you can immediately increase your strength by hundreds of kilograms!"
"A small amount of energy can increase the strength of a thousand catties!"
Ding Shan came to a huge stone lock, stretched out one hand, and simply lifted the stone lock weighing a thousand kilograms high, then turned to look at the junior brothers: "Mingjin is great, you have inner strength! Put on the iron armor
Even if you have ten thousand enemies in the army, you are still considered the number one figure in the world, and you are always a guest no matter which force you go to!"
