Martial arts school is not achieved overnight, it takes time.
Before the martial arts school was officially opened for enrollment, Wang Liangyu released Gong Ruomei, Geng Liangchen and Peng Yiting.
Instead of waiting passively, Wang Liangyu decided to take the initiative and build up the reputation of the martial arts school in the Martial Arts Alliance.
Yes, when there was no trace of the martial arts school, Wang Liangyu had already decided on the name of the martial arts school and even sent Chen Shi out to find a place to build the school.
As for Gong Ruomei and the others, they have begun a new round of competition.
This time, at Wang Liangyu's request, the three of them all used the White Ape Sword Technique to fight against the enemy, trying their best to show the wonder and power of the White Ape Sword Technique.
Because Wang Liangyu decided that the White Ape Sword Technique and Martial Arts Alliance martial arts school's compulsory courses, as well as the art of war and marksmanship, will be compulsory courses in the martial arts school.
Needless to say, marksmanship is something that warriors have adapted to the changes of the times. Wang Liangyu even had the idea to develop the so-called gun fighting technique.
As for the art of war, it is not a military training method, but a method of training and using soldiers inherited by Wang Liangyu from the military sage Sun Wu. It is a mixture of various strange methods from the four branches of military strategists, such as formations, equipment and mechanisms, etc.
Therefore, when everyone left to do things, Wang Liangyu stayed in the small courtyard and concentrated on sorting out Sun Wu's art of war. He took out all the things he remembered about Professor Sun Wu and compiled them into a book.
It’s noon in a blink of an eye.
The small courtyard is quiet and quiet.
Just then, there was a knock on the door.
Wang Liangyu turned to look.
An old man in his sixties opened the door and walked in, holding a sweeping handle in his hand. He looked like a cleaner.
Wang Liangyu stood up and stared at the old man. He knew that he was coming with bad intentions, but he kept a calm face and asked in surprise: "Senior, who are you inviting me to?"
The old man was startled when he heard this, shook his head, and said calmly: "I'm here to take revenge on you!"
"Revenge?" Wang Liangyu was stunned for a moment and looked at the old man in astonishment, "I don't seem to know you. What grudges can I have with you?"
As if he had not heard anything, the old man walked into the courtyard holding a broom, looked Wang Liangyu up and down, and praised: "Mr. Wang, he is well-deserved!"
"Thank you!" Wang Liangyu replied politely, and then asked again, "May I ask, what grudge do I have against you?"
"I'm Zhou Xiyu!" The old man looked at Wang Liangyu with a proud look on his face, as if he was waiting for others to worship him.
Wang Liangyu frowned and thought for a moment, then shook his head: "I don't know!"
Zhou Xiyu staggered a little, his face was slightly red, he stared at Wang Liangyu, and said angrily: "I am Peng Ganwu's junior brother!" As he said, his fierce look was revealed, "You kill my master's lineage and destroy Peng's Tai Chi lineage. Today,
I will kill you!"
As he spoke, Zhou Xiyu's eyes widened and he stared at Wang Liangyu.
Wang Liangyu felt as if she was in a trance, as if she were in a psychedelic world, and the surrounding space and time were like a kaleidoscope, with dazzling camouflage.
Just, in a blink of an eye.
Wang Liangyu's forehead felt cold, and his mind returned to clarity.
On the other hand, Zhou Xiyu's eyes were red, and there were blood stains in the corners of his eyes. His eyes were a little hollow, as if he was in a dream.
"What kind of skill is this?" Wang Liangyu asked in surprise when he saw Lie Xin's joy.
"The advanced fighting technique in Peng's Tai Chi is to be witnessed without using your hands, and to intimidate the enemy with your eyes!" Zhou Xiyu opened his eyes and explained slowly, then suddenly woke up and couldn't help but take a few steps back and looked at him in panic.
Wang Liangyu asked in disbelief, "I have never failed since I became a witness. How did you do it? You can counterattack me!"
Just now, Zhou Xiyu wanted to scare Wang Liangyu with his witness, and then take action to kill him, but unexpectedly, the witness was instantly broken, and he suffered backlash and fell into a trance.
After hearing this, Wang Liangyu felt a little unbelievable.
"Why haven't I heard Peng Yiting talk about it?" Wang Liangyu looked at Zhou Xiyu with a bit of doubt in his eyes.
This sighting clearly had the effect of spiritual attacks, but he did not expect that it was actually a fighting method in Peng's Tai Chi. Wang Liangyu really did not expect that Tai Chi and spiritual attacks could be linked together.
It’s really unbelievable.
"Peng Yiting? That Qilin son of the Peng family?" Zhou Xiyu paused for a moment, seeming to think of something, with a look of surprise on his face, "Isn't he dead?"
Wang Liangyu shook his head and asked: "Who told you that Yi Ting is dead?"
Wang Liangyu can be sure that Zhou Xiyu and the old monk Xuyun are related to each other, and they are specifically looking for trouble for him, but one is because of a debt of gratitude, and the other is bewitched.
"Where is he?" Zhou Xiyu did not believe Wang Liangyu's words easily.
"Going out to play." Wang Liangyu replied, looked up at the sky, and said, "At this point, they will be back soon!"
Gong Ruomei and others were sent out by Wang Liangyu to challenge the entire Jinmen Wulin. However, in order to build momentum, Wang Liangyu stipulated that each person could only pick one discipline every day, building up the momentum step by step, and forcing the Jinmen Wulin step by step.
Zhou Xiyu pondered for a moment and asked politely: "I wonder if I can stay and wait for him to come back?"
After saying that, Zhou Xiyu walked straight to the corner, leaned on the sweeping handle, closed his eyes and fell asleep as if no one was around.
Wang Liangyu shook his head and laughed. Is there anyone like this who comes to seek revenge?
However, Wang Liangyu was not in a hurry to ask any more questions, as he probably wouldn't answer.
Rather than being rejected, Wang Liangyu decided to wait for Peng Yiting to come back. The seventh young master of the Peng family would probably be more respectable than him.
After waiting for more than half an hour, the courtyard door was pushed open again, and Gong Ruomei and three people filed in.
The three of them all had relaxed expressions on their faces. Unbeknownst to them, they thought they had gone there for an outing and were coming back from the sightseeing to relax!
"How was the fight today?" Wang Liangyu looked at the three of them. Their clothes were slightly damaged, presumably after a fierce battle.
As the senior sister, Gong Ruomei coughed lightly and said: "The ring is not finished, but we all drew our swords!"
Wang Liangyu didn't understand for a moment and looked at Gong Ruomei blankly.
"They avoid fighting, how can we let them succeed!" Gong Ruomei snorted and said bitterly with a bit of coquettishness.
Wang Liangyu thought about it, looked at the three of them, and asked: "So, you just took action?"
"Well, under the long sword, there is no enemy!" Gong Ruomei held her head high, with a proud look on her face.
On the other hand, Geng Liangchen and Peng Yiting beside them looked at Wang Liangyu cautiously with a bit of worry, for fear that the master would be angry.
Wang Liangyu didn't pay attention, said "Oh" and said casually: "Just hit me!" After a pause, he pointed to the old man in the corner and said to Peng Yiting, "Yiting, I'm here to find you!
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Peng Yiting was startled when he heard the sound, and looked over in surprise. His muscles tensed up instantly, as if facing a formidable enemy, and he shouted out loud: "Zhou Xiyu!"
"You should call me, Uncle Zhou!" Zhou Xiyu opened his eyes, his eyes were full of energy, he looked at Peng Yiting up and down, and asked slowly,
"I heard that the third generation of the Peng family has a genius who can rival Peng Xiaowen, but he was born to a woman from a foreign race. No matter how high his martial arts skills are, he cannot inherit the orthodoxy of the Peng family. Do you know his future plans?
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Peng Yiting sneered and didn't answer. He bowed to Zhou Xiyu and ignored him.
Zhou Xiyu frowned. This was different from what he had imagined. He couldn't help but asked sharply: "You are the only one left in the Peng family now. Do you want to watch the Peng family and Peng's Tai Chi disappear?"
"I don't have to worry about it anymore!" Peng Yiting replied, speaking in a slightly slower tone, "The Peng family is gone, and Peng's Tai Chi will never disappear!"
Zhou Xiyu snorted coldly, stared at Peng Yiting and cursed: "That's not a bad tone. How much have you learned in Peng's Tai Chi? Do you know what the spine movement is? Do you know what the imaginary strength is? Do you know what knocking the mountain to shake the tiger is? Do you know what witnessing is?"
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Listening to Zhou Xiyu's questions, Peng Yiting didn't care at first, but at the end he was stunned: "Witnessed?"
Seeing that Peng Yiting was restrained, Zhou Xiyu secretly breathed a sigh of relief and was about to speak and continue outputting.
Wang Liangyu suddenly interrupted and explained with a slight cough: "Witnessing is a Tai Chi fighting method, a mental attack that scares the enemy with your eyes." After a while, he speculated again, "I guess it may be related to the Yin and Yang of Tai Chi.