Chapter 10

After leaving the tavern and walking hundreds of meters along the Boulevard, Zuo Yi came to Hangzhou University.

Now it is the summer vacation. At this time, the campus is empty. Only a few students are playing football on the huge playground, and several teaching buildings wrapped in glass curtain walls are shining in the sun.

Zuo Yi looks at his alma mater through the fence and doesn't go in.

Although there are many good memories of him.

Continue to walk to the intersection, and walk left to right towards the nearest bus stop.

He has walked this road countless times. When he was studying at Hangzhou University, he often took bus No. 208 from here to Nanqiao station and then took bus No. 97 back to Linjiang town.

When he came to the bus shelter at the bus stop, Zuo Yi's eyes fell on the light box advertisement of the bus shelter - Tianhong Wudao hall recruitment for fighting and fencing teaching, and salary interview for more than three positions.

The spray painting picture with white characters on a red background is very eye-catching. There is no pattern decoration except two lines of large characters. Coupled with a row of addresses and contact numbers, it is extremely concise. It should be a temporary recruitment advertisement that can be removed in a few days.

Zuo Yi couldn't help but move in his heart.

At this time, a bus pulled into the platform, which happened to be No. 208 for Zuo Yi.

But instead of boarding the bus, he turned away from the bus stop and returned to the previous intersection. After the green light crossed the zebra crossing, he walked out for more than 100 meters and came to the front of an old building.

This 20 storey building has been for many years. The paint on the outer wall has been basically washed away by the wind and rain. It is very ugly. There are all kinds of signs hanging on it, mostly XX Hotel, XX beauty salon, XX education and so on.

Zuo Yi easily found the sign hidden in it with the words "Tianhong martial arts hall (4th floor)".

It's the same piece.

He walked into the building with a smile. Instead of taking the elevator, he took the stairs to the tianhongwu Road Museum on the fourth floor.

Zuo Yi is no stranger here and Tianhong martial arts hall.

Because he once studied fighting and fencing in Tianhong Wudao hall for nearly two years, and obtained the certificate of three stages of fencing profession during this period, he has benefited a lot.

Without this martial arts experience and skills, Zuo Yi, who had just crossed the sadea world, would have died in the mouth of the wild wolf, and there would be no him now.

Therefore, Zuo Yi came over without hesitation when he saw the recruitment advertisement of Tianhong Wudao hall in the waiting booth of the bus station just now.

After five or six years, there seems to be no change in Tianhong Wudao hall. The front desk at the door is more dilapidated. Behind the counter sits a chubby round faced little girl playing with her mobile phone.

Zuo Yi walks over and taps on the counter.

The round faced girl woke up immediately, subconsciously stood up and smiled professionally at Zuo Yi: "Hello, sir, do you want to learn fighting or fencing? The fencing teaching level of our Tianhong martial arts school is the highest..."

Zuo Yi quickly motioned her to stop and said, "I'm here to apply for fencing teaching."

"Apply for teaching?"

The round faced girl was obviously disappointed, but she soon smiled again: "please sit inside and I'll find the curator."

Zuo Yi nods and follows the other party in.

The round faced girl asked Zuo Yi to wait in the reception room first. She ran to the curator and didn't pour Zuo Yi a cup of tea or something.

Instead of waiting in the cramped reception room, Zuo Yi walks into the inner Taoist field, that is, the daily martial arts practice site of the martial arts school.

The Taoist arena of Tianhong martial arts hall covers an area of more than 300 square meters. There is a fighting and sword arena on the left and right. In the area near the window, there are some fitness equipment, which are as old as the floor.

The weather outside is very hot, but the air conditioner is not turned on in the dojo, so it looks very muggy. The two vertical air conditioners in the corner are completely furnishings. There are no students on the scene except a few people who are doing cleaning work.

Same as before.

Zuo Yi sighed at the scene. The business of Tianhong martial arts hall has not been very good, and now it seems even worse.

Probably won't last long?

He couldn't help wondering whether it was right for him to apply here to be a fencing teacher.

In Zuo Yi's memory, there was no such professional martial arts school 20 or 30 years ago. The martial arts schools he saw in the urban area when he was a child were basically Taekwondo Hall, martial arts hall, boxing hall, fight hall and so on.

Later, these various martial arts schools were gradually replaced by a unified martial arts school, and a National Martial Arts Alliance and martial arts competition were established, and a martial arts assessment system of five posts and nine professions was formulated.

Later, the World Martial Arts Alliance Competition was born. The biennial World Martial arts competition has become a martial arts event attracting worldwide attention.

Zuo Yi's purpose of learning martial arts and sword is not only to strengthen his body, but also to protect his mother. He has very good talents in fighting and fencing, but he doesn't want to take the road of professionalization, so he uses his spare time to study in the martial arts hall.

At that time, Zuo Yi was more curious about martial arts. He never studied what was hidden inside.

Now he stands at a completely different height. Looking back at the emergence of Wudao hall, Wudao alliance, Wudao competition and Wudao assessment system, it is clear that a complete training system for preparing extraordinary people has been formed.

Just like the knight selection system of sadea world, through the basic training of a large number of civilians, excellent elites are selected for key training, so as to stimulate their awakening and extraordinary strength.

However, sadya's system has existed for more than three eras and has been perfect in all aspects.

In contrast, the martial arts system of Bluestar is far from perfect, and the range of people affected is relatively narrow.

Zuo Yi doesn't know much about the situation abroad, but at least at home in Daxia.

He was thinking, just now the little girl at the front desk led a slender young woman to come over.

The woman was wearing a clean and tidy plain white martial arts suit, with a graceful body, beautiful appearance and a bit of heroism between the tips of her eyebrows.

Seeing Zuo Yi, she frowned as if thinking.

Zuo Yi took the initiative to say, "elder martial sister Shang, I haven't seen you for a long time."

This beautiful woman, named Shang Yulin, is the daughter of Shang He, the curator of Tianhong martial arts hall. She is also a swordsmanship teacher.

In fact, Shang Yulin is two years younger than Zuo Yi. He just follows the martial arts rules of "entering the Tao in order and no age". Therefore, Zuo Yi, who has been practicing martial arts in Tianhong for two years, has to call her elder martial sister.

"You are Zuo Yi!"

Shang Yulin finally confirmed Zuo Yi's identity. After all, they haven't seen each other for five or six years. Compared with that year, Zuo Yi's change is still a little big.

"It's me."

Zuo Yi asked, "elder martial sister Shang, master Shang is not here?"

He just heard from the little girl at the front desk that he went to invite the curator. As a result, it was Shang Yulin.

Although he pays for martial arts, Zuo Yi has a friendship of half division with Shanghe, so he is called Shanghe Shangshi rather than the curator of Shanghe.

When Zuo Yi asked about Shanghe, Shang Yulin's eyes became dim: "my father died six months ago."

"Master Shang died?"

Zuo Yi was shocked: "how could this happen?"

When Zuo Yi was studying in Tianhong martial arts hall, Shanghe was only in his forties and fifties. How could a middle-aged martial artist with strong physique and vigorous Qi and blood suddenly die a few years later?

Shang Yulin shook her head and didn't seem to want to say anything more. She cut off the topic: "Zuo Yi, are you here to apply for a job?"

Zuo Yi said, "I saw Tianhong's recruitment advertisement at the bus stop over there, so I came to have a look. I didn't expect..."

Shang Yulin hesitated and said, "let's talk inside."

Zuo Yi has no opinion. He follows Shang Yulin to the inner office.

When Zuo Yi first saw Shanghe, it was here. The room was very small. The furniture was only a desk and two old sofas. On the bookshelf on the right side of the door, the portrait of Shanghe was displayed, and a small incense burner was placed in front of the photo frame.

Zuo Yi saw the incense and lighter next to the incense burner, so he said, "elder martial sister Shang, I want to offer incense to master Shang."

Shang Yulin nodded silently.

Zuo Yi took the three branch incense and lit it with a lighter. He held it in his hands and bowed to the portrait of Shanghe for three times.

He put the thread incense on the incense burner and said silently in his heart, "master Shang, I don't know the cause of your death now, and elder martial sister doesn't want to say that if you die unjustly, I will wash away your grievances and seek justice for you, and let you rest in the Styx river."

When Zuo Yi's mind came, the knight's heart immediately reacted, and the brand of faith representing keeping promise suddenly shook.

Write down his promise!

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