Lu Xiaoyue never thought about taking on a disciple.
No matter when she rejected Wei Zhengyu, or now, she had no interest.
For her, just having the wooden sword is enough.
Apprentice, what is it used for?
When those disciples heard her flat refusal, their faces were ashen and full of despair.
If Lu Xiaoyue is not willing to take them in, then he must do what Young Master Li San said - get out of Qingyue City!
After getting out of Qingyue City, where can they go?
At this moment, Master Li San suddenly stood up and whispered to Lu Xiaoyue: "Xiaoyue, if you want to run the martial arts gym, you'd better accept these apprentices."
"Although they are useless, they can at least support their appearance and do chores."
When Lu Xiaoyue heard this, she immediately frowned.
At this time, the wooden sword in her arms also moved, telling her: agree.
Jian Zhen's thoughts at this time were similar to those of the third son of the Li family.
Although these apprentices are not of much use, they are at least errand runners.
After all, it's more useful than the big black dog in the village, right?
With these apprentices, firstly, the martial arts school can be seamlessly transferred; secondly, they can be used as coolies to do some dirty work.
The biggest advantage is that no one can be left to Wei Zhengyu.
Sensing what Jian Zhen meant, Lu Xiaoyue hesitated for a moment, and then said reluctantly: "But... I don't know how to teach them."
"puff!"
Mr. Li San almost spit out a mouthful of old blood.
For a person as powerful as you, even if you don't teach him personally, if they watch you practice martial arts every day, they will still think you are a master.
Does this still need to be taught?
What's more, they are just apprentices, so what if they never teach them?
Mr. Li San did not expect Lu Xiaoyue to be so simple, thinking that after accepting a disciple, he must teach her well.
However, he cannot express his thoughts casually, otherwise, it will easily arouse the resentment of others.
If Lu Xiaoyue does as he says, the blame will fall on his head.
Young Master Li San was vomiting blood in depression, but the eyes of those disciples brightened up and they found a turning point in the matter.
Hearing this sentence, they all guessed Lu Xiaoyue's thoughts and knew that she would be a responsible master.
I don't want to accept a disciple, just because I'm afraid that I won't be able to teach well.
So Qin Xiao stood up again and said loudly: "Master, I can learn it by myself! Just give me a martial arts secret book, and I can learn it by myself. I don't need to trouble you, Master."
"Yes, yes! We can all learn by ourselves!" The other disciples also echoed loudly.
"That...I don't have to learn!"
Liang Tianyi interjected in a low voice.
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Lu Xiaoyue was quite speechless, but after thinking about it, Mu Jian seemed to agree with accepting these people as his disciples.
So she gritted her teeth and said: "Okay, I will accept you as my disciples for the time being... If you don't want to be a disciple anymore in the future, you can leave on your own."
"Thank you Master!"
Liang Tianyi took the first step and bowed down.
"Thank you Master!"
A group of disciples shouted together.
At this time, Wei Zhengyu was already heartbroken and turned a deaf ear to the shouting in his ears, as if everything had nothing to do with him.
After solving the two problems of martial arts school and apprentice, Wei Zhengyu's promise has almost been fulfilled.
All that's left is money.
This is easy to handle, since all Wei Zhengyu's money is in the martial arts gym.
Even the martial arts gym belongs to Lu Xiaoyue, so the money in the martial arts gym naturally belongs to her as well.
At this time, Mr. Li San suddenly thought of a problem. The sword in his hand was still not given away...
Lu Xiaoyue doesn't want his sword!
"Um...Lu Xiaoyue, do you really not want this sword?"
He raised the sword in his hand.
"don't want."
Lu Xiaoyue's answer was clean and crisp.
"Third Young Master, why don't you give it to us?"
Under the ring, an audience member who was not afraid of death suddenly joked loudly.
"Okay!"
Mr. Li San smiled and agreed in one breath.
"Wow! Really?"
"I want it, I want it!"
"I want it too!"
"Don't squeeze, I was the one who asked just now!"
"Nonsense! It was obviously me who asked, and the Third Young Master agreed to me personally."
There was an instant commotion under the ring, with a group of people squeezing in desperately, eager to jump onto the ring and take away the sword in the hands of the third young master.
That was the sword worth tens of thousands of gold, the one that tricked Wei Zhengyu!
At this moment, Mr. Li San suddenly smiled evilly and said, "Unless one of you can beat the master I invited..."
The expert invited by the Third Young Master is naturally the man in black.
There is actually nothing wrong with this statement.
Lu Xiaoyue defeats the man in black and can get the sword.
But since she doesn't want it, then the person who wants it will naturally need to defeat the man in black.
However, this condition is not so friendly to the audience under the ring.
The man in black stood up after hearing this and glanced across the stage. The audience under the ring suddenly became desperate and pushed back.
"I don't want it anymore, I don't want it anymore!"
"Don't squeeze, I don't want to die, I don't want it anymore!"
"Get out of the way, get out of the way, I'm going home."
Lu Xiaoyue found it interesting and even laughed.
The third son of the Li family was also amused.
After watching for a while, he threw the sword towards the man in black and said loudly: "Take it! Since you defeated Wei Zhengyu, it stands to reason that this sword should also be yours."
The man in black easily caught the flying sword, glanced at the Third Young Master with a complicated expression, and finally said nothing, but just hung the sword on his body.
The farce finally came to an end.
Those spectators who were trying their best to squeeze out stopped fighting.
The sword has fallen into the hands of the men in black, and they have lost the right to fight for it.
Lu Xiaoyue slowly walked down from the ring, followed by a group of newly recruited disciples, preparing to go to the Webster Martial Arts School.
According to the instructions of Mr. Li San, Wei Zhengyu is about to be driven out of Qingyue City.
Beside him, there were already several servants surrounding him, ready to carry him away.
At this moment, Lu Xiaoyue suddenly thought of something, pushed these servants away, and came to Wei Zhengyu's side.
"Bad guy! You said before that you had to let me go back with you before you could let the uncles in our village leave. You can't leave now!"
Lu Xiaoyue repeated what Wei Zhengyu said this morning.
At that time, in order to threaten Lu Xiaoyue to come to the ring with him, Wei Zhengyu took the villagers as hostages.
Now Lu Xiaoyue is no longer threatened, but those uncles may still be in Wei Zhengyu's hands.
She wants to rescue them!
Hearing this, Wei Zhengyu, who had already been expressionless, moved his lips and said disdainfully: "Who do you think I am?"
"I have let those villagers go a long time ago."
"Really?" Lu Xiaoyue couldn't believe it.
"Of course! If they walked fast, I'm afraid they would have arrived home by now!" Wei Zhengyu estimated.