Zhao Ruyi followed Ye Xingyun into the glass training room and looked around, "How do you use this room?"
Ye Xingyun smiled contemptuously, "Why, are you still afraid of losing?"
She took out a mango-shaped timer from her pants pocket, adjusted it to 15 minutes, and then placed it in the corner of the competition room. "If you can last 15 minutes, even if you win, I will only charge you half of the money."
The smile on her lips showed that she was treating Zhao Ruyi as the target of teasing.
Zhao Ruyi was wearing short sleeves and was not going to change into his martial arts uniform at this time. He clenched his fists and took out a long spear with a white wax pole from the cupboard at the back.
"If you charge half the money, it's better not to charge at all." Shaking the gun barrel, Zhao Ruyi once again felt like playing with a gun.
Zhao Ruyi doesn't think he is handsome when playing with a broadsword or a sword. Only when he uses a spear, Zhao Ruyi feels powerful and domineering.
"They're all the same!" Ye Xingyun pushed open the hidden cabinet at the back and took out a long stick.
There was no way she could let Zhao Ruyi hold on for 15 minutes. The 100,000 yuan would definitely go into her pocket.
At this time, Dong Mingguang looked at Sun Yun and came outside the martial arts training room on the third floor.
This dark glass martial arts training room uses thick brown plexiglass, unlike the glass room where Shi Xuewei teaches children to practice boxing, which is transparent glass.
Standing outside a dark glass room and looking inside, you may not be able to see clearly. Similarly, looking from the inside to the outside is also hazy.
But Dong Mingguang had excellent eyesight, and when he was close to the glass, he saw Zhao Ruyi holding a spear and posing towards a slender girl.
The girl stood loosely, spinning a one-meter-long stick in her hand like a spinning ballpoint pen.
"Boss Sun, this is..." Dong Mingguang asked Sun Yun doubtfully.
He conveyed the Murong family's intention to donate 50 million yuan to Sun Yun, and of course Sun Yun would not refuse, so after the agreement was reached, he took Dong Mingguang to visit the Sun Yun Martial Arts Museum in Ling'an.
Sun Yun Guoshu Museum is spread all over the country, with branches in major provincial cities, and even in major overseas cities such as New York and San Francisco. It is a gathering place for Chinese martial arts practitioners.
The one in Ling'an was built earlier and is quite large. The number of disciples practicing here is also relatively large.
Dong Mingguang knew the connection between Sun Yun Guoshu Museum and Shuchuan Tangmen, so he did not dare to underestimate it. Now that he was here, of course he had to visit it carefully to find out the strength of Sun Yun Guoshu Museum.
In recent years, the Sun Yun Guoshu Museum has developed rapidly in Northern Jiangsu Province, which to a certain extent has threatened the status of the Bagua Sect in Northern Jiangsu Province. Especially the Sun Yun Guoshu Museum in Qianhang, with the assistance of Shi Xuewei’s mother Tang Ling, the number of resident disciples has increased
The number has reached as many as 200.
This is already a considerable force in today's martial arts world. For a city, martial arts sects have had a strong sense of territoriality since ancient times. The Tang family of Shuchuan indirectly intervened in Northern Jiangsu Province, which naturally caused Dong Mingguang to
of vigilance.
But there is nothing wrong with promoting it as a martial arts center with the purpose of promoting martial arts and strengthening the body.
Therefore, Dong Mingguang's purpose in going to Donghu City this time to meet with Sun Yun and to feel out the reality of Sun Yun's Guoshu Museum was also one.
"Haha. That is Zhao Ruyi, and the one with him is Ye Xingyun, who is a special coach of our Sun Yun Guoshu Hall." Sun Yun said with a smile.
He lives in Northern Jiangsu Province and is not particularly familiar with the affairs of Ling'an in Southern Jiangsu Province. Therefore, he does not know about Ye Xingyun's defeat of many martial arts masters from Sun Yun's Guoshu Gymnasium.
"Yes, our Sun Yun Martial Arts Academy is open to all kinds of people. As long as you have real talent and practical knowledge, you can work in our Martial Arts Academy regardless of any school or martial arts. This Ye Xingyun is good at the art of killing. With a monthly salary of 500,000, I
, and it will be included in our Sun Yun Guoshu Museum." Sun Yun explained.
A monthly salary of 500,000 yuan is really a generous sum... Dong Mingguang thought secretly.
"Boss Sun has a long-term vision and has recruited heroes from all over the world. I have brought two disciples with me. I wonder if I can give it a try with you, the specially appointed coach?" Dong Mingguang asked.
When he arrived at Sun Yun's Guoshu Hall, he had the intention of competing. However, due to his and Sun Yun's status, it was impossible for him to take action in person, so he let his apprentice compete on his behalf. This was also a common practice in the world.
Originally, according to Dong Mingguang's intention, he wanted to let the juniors compete after the visit to suppress the momentum of Sun Yun's martial arts hall. However, when he saw Sun Yun offering a monthly salary of 500,000 to a little girl, the competition started.
thoughts.
If his apprentices can beat this dark-skinned little girl, doesn't it mean that all of his apprentices can work as special coaches at the Sun Yun Martial Arts Hall and receive a monthly salary of 500,000?
On the other hand, with a monthly salary of 500,000 yuan to hire a "master" who was defeated by his apprentice, the Sun Yun Martial Arts Academy is really experiencing a decline in talent.
On behalf of the Murong family, he donated 50 million to the Sun Yun Martial Arts Academy. This is one thing. But as the head of the Bagua Sect in Northern Jiangsu, he wants to compete with the Sun Yun Martial Arts Academy. This is another matter.
One code leads to another, Dong Mingguang is the agent of the Murong family and the martial arts master in Northern Jiangsu Province!
"This..." Sun Yun hesitated for a few seconds, then finally nodded, "Okay!"
When he learned that Dong Mingguang was coming today, he had almost no preparations. It was customary for the seniors to meet and the juniors to compete. However, he was directly responsible for the Sun Yun Guoshu Pavilion in Ling'an, so there were only some young disciples in the pavilion.
Strong disciples were sent out to guard branches in other cities.
The two disciples brought by Dong Mingguang are both his personal disciples, and their strength is certainly not weak!
In the martial arts training room, Zhao Ruyi shook out a spear, used his right hand to push hard, and his left hand to push, and stabbed towards Ye Xingyun. Ye Xingyun stared at the tip of Zhao Ruyi's spear, and used a long stick to gently pick it up.
Offset by half an inch.
Boom, boom, boom!
Sun Yun stood outside the martial arts training room, tapping the glass with his fingers.
Zhao Ruyi quickly retracted his spear. Ye Xingyun saw Zhao Ruyi stop his offensive, rotate the long white stick half a circle, and also turned to look at the glass.
The old man Sun Yun stood outside and waved to Zhao Ruyi.
Zhao Ruyi had no choice but to push open the heavy glass door and came to the outside of the martial arts training room. Just as he was about to attack Ye Xingyun, he saw Sun Yun and Dong Mingguang standing outside. He thought they would watch, but Sun Yun interrupted
them.
"Master Dong brought his apprentice to Ling'an for a friendly exchange. He wants to try Ye Xingyun, the 'special coach' of our Chinese martial arts hall. How about you fight this match later?" Sun Yun looked at Zhao Ruyi with a smile and asked.
Special coach?
Zhao Ruyi was shocked, but did not question it, nodded and returned to the martial arts room.
Ye Xingyun's slender eyebrows jumped when he saw Zhao Ruyi going out and coming in again, "What, can't we fight?"
"It's not that we can't win, it's because the curator needs you." Zhao Ruyi shook his head and looked at her, "If you win, I will give you another hundred thousand."
Zhao Ruyi's mind is so clever. From the four words Sun Yun's "special coach", he can figure out the meaning.
Dong Mingguang brought his apprentices here to compete. The Sun Yun Martial Arts Hall wanted to send out experts to fight, but the most powerful young person in the hall was Shi Xuewei.
However, Shi Xuewei was still Dong Mingguang's apprentice and could only watch the fight, while Zhao Ruyi was obviously not from the Guoshu Hall and was not suitable to fight for the Guoshu Hall, so Sun Yun took the idea to Ye Xingyun.
"One hundred thousand, okay." Ye Xingyun agreed without any hesitation.
She likes to make money, especially through fighting. In the past, she took on many mercenary missions overseas, accumulating wealth on the one hand, and honing her killing skills on the other.
You can easily earn 100,000 yuan through this kind of game-like competition. Why not?
Dong Mingguang stood outside the competition room and could not hear the conversation inside. Through the dark glass, he saw Zhao Ruyi saying a few words to Ye Xingyun. He paused the competition between them and took Ye Xingyun out.
.
Sun Yun smiled relaxedly knowing that Zhao Ruyi had taken care of Ye Xingyun. Dong Mingguang brought two apprentices to the door. He was not prepared. He had originally planned to be overpowered by Dong Mingguang, but when he saw Ye Xingyun, he changed his mind temporarily.
Dong Mingguang is the martial arts master of Baguazhang in Northern Jiangsu Province, but Dong Mingguang takes certain things very seriously. This time he sent a generous gift on behalf of the Murong family in Northern Jiangsu, but in fact he still had a dispute in his heart.
"Master Dong, which side do you think is better for the martial arts competition?" Sun Yun asked.
"If Boss Sun doesn't mind, I think we can put it in the lobby on the first floor. It's relatively spacious and easy to use," Dong Mingguang said.
"Haha, that's fine." Sun Yun agreed.
The lobby on the first floor is where the martial arts masters of the martial arts academy usually practice martial arts in the early morning. It is also a place where people come and go outside the main entrance. Dong Mingguang does not mean a secretive private martial arts competition, but a public martial arts competition.
On behalf of the Murong family, he donated a total of 50 million to the Sun Yun Guoshu Academy. He was not jealous. In this case, he could gain some prestige and go back.
Anyway, Sun Yun Guoshu Academy received 50 million yuan in benefits and lost some face. It doesn't matter. It also allows these martial arts masters in southern Jiangsu Province to see the power of Northern Jiangsu Baguazhang.
They passed by the second floor and came to the lobby on the first floor.
The martial arts masters from the Guoshu Hall gathered here one after another when they heard that Dong Mingguang, the Baguazhang master from Northern Jiangsu Province, came with two apprentices to compete in martial arts.
Shi Xuewei also came to the first floor to watch the battle and called Dong Mingguang master.
Soon, inside and outside the martial arts hall, upon hearing that there was a competition, a crowd of people gathered to watch the excitement.
Ye Xingyun, who was wearing a white sportswear, stepped into the center of the square area. Shi Xuewei saw that Dong Mingguang's attitude was very cold and she was not sure what was going on, but she was a little surprised when she saw Ye Xingyun entering.
She didn't know that Dong Mingguang offered to donate 50 million yuan to Sun Yun's Guoshu Museum, and Sun Yun accepted it all. Dong Mingguang hinted that Sun Yun would transfer 10 million yuan to his Bagua Sect, but Sun Yun did not agree, which made Dong Mingguang a little bit agitated.
Ashamed and annoyed.
"Xinyang, go up and try, be gentle and don't hurt me." At this moment, Dong Mingguang stood on the sidelines and said to his apprentice.
Sun Yun shook his head, Dong Mingguang was a master-level figure in Northern Jiangsu Province, but his cultivation in some aspects was indeed not very good.
I saw Ye Xingyun in the field, waved his hand, raised a finger, and pointed in Dong Mingguang's direction, "Don't go to such trouble, let's go together! If you don't win for more than three minutes, you will win!"
After saying that, she took out a yellow mango-shaped timer from her pocket, twisted out three minutes, and threw it to Zhao Ruyi.
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