Chapter 537 Entering the Martial Arts Gym (2000 Plus, 4K for Support)

Spring begins.

fish market.

Aaron had just sold a 'Seven Star Catfish' and received forty big bucks when he saw the 'Smiling Tiger' approaching.

Well, since he chopped off the fingers of Old Chu and his son smilingly, 'Master Tiger' now has another nickname - 'Smiling Tiger'!

"Yo, Brother Yu has caught a big fish again."

He greeted with a smile, but it was chilling.

"Master Tiger."

Aaron nodded: "It's all luck!"

He handed over 20 big coins very tactfully.

"Haha...Brother Yu is an open-minded person." 'Master Tiger' laughed so hard that he couldn't see his teeth, but suddenly changed the topic: "Haven't you tasted the taste of a little lady, brother, take you to see and see?"

Aaron grimaced.

After I pay the money according to the rules, 'Master Tiger' and others can't embarrass themselves in the open, otherwise all fishermen will be in danger.

But you can't come in the open, but you can in the dark!

For example, coaxing you to go to their private prostitution halls and secret gambling houses! Instigate you to go whoring, to gamble... and then lose everything, even lose yourself!

"This... No need, I'm just thinking about Si Niang."

Aaron pretended to be stunned, and replied in a low voice.

"Haha...Brother Yu, your taste is really unique, but although the fourth lady is a little older, she still has a charm. The key is to know the hot and the cold, and how to love others!"

'Master Tiger' laughed, and let it go so easily, making Aaron's pre-prepared refusals useless, so he couldn't help but become more vigilant.

"Ayu, I'm very optimistic about you, so let's do it... I'll prepare a banquet at home in a few days, and I'll treat you to a drink. You have to give me face."

'Master Tiger' said with a fake smile.

"Definitely, definitely." Aaron pretended to be flattered, and agreed wholeheartedly.

After he left, a younger brother asked, "Master Tiger... just let him go like this?"

"Seeing that this kid usually spends money lavishly, there must be nothing left..."

'Master Tiger' rubbed his chin: "Since the lack of dysentery, we have lost eyeliner among the fishermen. Last time, what happened to the old Chutou was only discovered by accident after the fact. This is not good! I think Ayu is quite clever. Yes, I want to flatter him."

"Master Tiger, you are tall, really tall!"

...

"You don't look for trouble, things come to you."

Aaron sighed.

Although being cautious is the way for small people to survive.

But sometimes things in the world are just so unreasonable, and you have no choice but to endure a sudden disaster!

"Although I don't know what the hell the smiling tiger is doing."

"However, if something goes wrong, there must be a demon!"

Aaron threw away his wallet and didn't even go to the 'Yuyang Restaurant'. He went directly to the pier to pick up the boat and left: "But...you want to plot against me, I can also jump out of the chessboard and stop playing with you!"

With this plus the previous savings, the money has been saved enough.

It's time to get in touch with the martial arts of this world!

...

After a few days.

Taize Prefecture City.

Castle Peak Martial Arts.

Misty rain.

Outside the closed red-painted gate, two martial artists glanced at Aaron with piercing eyes: "Who is here?"

"Next..."

Aaron was wearing a coir raincoat and a bamboo hat, and was carrying a fish basket: "Fang Yu, a fisherman in Taize Lake, come to learn from a teacher!"

As he spoke, he opened the fish basket, revealing that it was full of copper coins.

A martial artist frowned, he couldn't bear the fishy smell, but he could bear the smell of money: "Cheng... come in with me!"

The door with copper nails and red lacquer opened suddenly, like the door to a new world.

Aaron took a deep breath, followed the martial artist, passed the practice square, the back garden, turned a few corridors, and came to a main house.

"Eldest brother, someone has come to learn from a teacher!"

The martial artist knocked on the door and said respectfully.

"Come in!"

Accompanied by a thick voice, the martial artist pushed open the door and led Aaron in.

Behind the door is a small practice room, with a strong pungent medicinal smell, and some dolls and other tools are scattered around.

A big shirtless man was opening his upper body, allowing several men with sticks to beat him around him.

bang bang!

Amidst the dull voice, his muscles followed suit, seeming to bounce back with force from time to time, making the wooden stick make an overwhelmed sound.

Slap!

A disciple used too much force, and the thick wooden stick in his hand broke!

"Did you see it? This is the senior brother of our Qingshan Martial Arts School—Ding Shan! If you see him in the future, you have to salute, understand?"

The martial artist who led the way said to Aaron full of reverence.

"Understood, understood!"

Aaron nodded quickly, pretending to be admiring, but secretly laughed in his heart: ‘Didn’t I see that Dingshan envoy’s wink? It was clear that he saw someone coming, and deliberately made his subordinates work harder, so as to show off...'

But this is also normal. Aaron saw the lightning-eyed senior brother Ding Shanding casually put on a coat, his body seemed to be still steaming, and the eyes under the thick eyebrows looked at him: "Fisherman?"

"Fang Yu, a fisherman from Taize, came to learn from his teacher!"

Aaron pushed the reel over.

Senior Brother Ding Shan didn't show the slightest disgust on his face, he raised his hand and weighed it: "Well... it's not easy to save so much money, right?"

"Years of hard work, blood and sweat."

Of course, Aaron couldn't say that this is what I just fished for, and his face showed longing, distress, and regret.

"Such a lot of money is enough for you to marry a daughter-in-law. If you use it to practice martial arts, you may end up with nothing. You really don't regret it?"

"No regrets!" Aaron gritted his teeth and said loudly, "I want to be a master, and I don't want to be bullied!"

"Okay, now that the master is not here, I will accept you as an apprentice on behalf of the master." Ding Shan nodded with satisfaction: "Ten taels of silver, two months of learning martial arts, food and lodging can be in the martial arts hall, of course, you can also go out to eat , but presumably you don’t have the money.”

He took the towel handed over by another disciple, wiped off his sweat casually and said, "Come with me later to pay homage to the portrait of the patriarch, and you will be considered a beginner."

'This...is really simple...'

‘Alas... spend money to learn crafts, that’s all…I’m not even Xue Qingshan’s disciple, I can be considered a student at most...’

...

There was no abnormality on Aaron's face. He followed Senior Brother Ding Shan to pay homage to the portrait of the patriarch, and it was regarded as an introduction. The ceremony was quite simple.

Immediately, senior brother Ding Shan told the martial artist who brought Aaron in: "Zhai Yong, you take this junior brother to stay, get a meal card, and learn the rules by the way."

"Yes, big brother, go slowly."

Zhai Yong nodded and bowed to send senior brother Ding Shan away, then turned to look at Aaron, his chin slightly raised.

"Brother Zhai Yong, I'm new to the door, please take care of me."

Aaron rolled his eyes inwardly, put on a smile on his face, and stuffed a few big coins in the past.

"It's easy to say, easy to say."

Zhai Yong's face immediately changed from cloudy to clear: "I will take my junior brother to the place where you live. It is a Datong shop. Every day, I will go to the cafeteria to pick up meals with the meal card. The food is not bad... If you have money, junior brother, you can even buy it in Wuzhou. Find another yard outside the museum to live in..."

"In the martial arts hall, morning training at Maoshi, and teamwork at Chenshi..."

Zhai Yong led Aaron to a yard and pushed open the door.

Several male disciples were doing their own work, and at this moment Qiqi got up: "I have met Senior Brother Zhai!"

"Well, this is just like you, a new disciple named Fang Yu!"

Zhai Yong nodded casually: "You guys get to know each other, and he will live here from now on."

Immediately, a boy with a simple and honest face stood up and said, "Hi, Junior Brother Fang, my name is Huang Dacheng!"

"Liang Wu!"

"Song Sanjin!"

"Ma Zhu!"

...

"Hello, brothers."

Aaron had a gentle smile on his face.

"Well... Seeing you are so brotherly and friendly, I feel relieved."

Zhai Yong nodded, handed the meal card to Aaron, and walked away carelessly.

After Zhai Yong left, Huang Dacheng closed the yard door, his face was like a dog's, and he changed as soon as he said it: "You stink, where did you come from?"

"Lake Taize, a fisherman."

Aaron asked calmly, "Where do I sleep?"

"You stink too much, you are not allowed to sleep with us."

Huang Dacheng vaguely stood in a circle with Liang Wu and Song Sanjin to exclude outsiders.

Although their family backgrounds are average, they are all from the city, and they don't even look down on those who farm outside the city. As for the fisherman, they are at the bottom of the chain of contempt!

"Am I...have I been bullied?"

Aaron blinked: "It's fine if the seniors outside or those who live in other courtyards bully me... You all messed up to live with me, don't you have any idea about your status in the martial arts gym?"

Although he does not cause trouble, he is not afraid of trouble.

Especially when you know that you can't be soft at this time, and if you are soft, others will take an inch.

"What did you say?"

Huang Dacheng's expression changed, and then he saw a fist hit him.

boom!

Aaron has practiced at any rate, has rich experience in actual combat, and his skills are among the top among ordinary people.

It is easy to bully these newcomers who are half-grown.

Immediately, he punched Huang Dacheng in the stomach, kicked him to the ground, grabbed his arm joints and pulled it hard.

"what!!!"

Huang Dacheng let out a scream like killing a pig.

"How? Come on!"

Aaron looked around, the cold and awe-inspiring feeling brought about by the countless killings made Liang Wu, Song Sanjin and other dogs back away in fright: "Don't come here, I'm going to call someone."

"Okay, then call someone, everyone accept the punishment together!"

Aaron showed the temperament of a bachelor who is not afraid of killing and fighting: "I am not afraid of wearing shoes when I am barefoot, so the scene is settled here, come on!"

He saw that the tall and burly Huang Dacheng was the leader, so he immediately exerted more force on his hands.

When you are under siege, you must first attack the enemy's leader! Grab a dead beat! This is also common sense!

"Ah...it hurts!"

Huang Dacheng screamed again and again: "I was wrong, let me go..."

'So soft? '

Aaron was a little 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 words.

"That's about the same!"

Aaron let go and pulled Huang Dacheng up. He just saw that these people had no background, so he deliberately showed arrogance.

Moreover, the strikes are extremely measured, and the beatings are all fleshy, so they are not afraid of injury.

"But I don't want to be a big brother either, so I can do whatever I want in the future."

Aaron came to his bunk and began to frown.

"Brother Fang, use my bedding."

Huang Dacheng was tidied up in a docile manner, and his ability to observe words and expressions was not bad, so he quickly brought a roll of quilts.

"Not bad, not bad, very good."

Aaron patted him on the shoulder, then looked at Liang Wu and the others: "What do you guys 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 runs a tea shop at home." Huang Dacheng replied with a smile on his face: "My little brother just wants to learn martial arts for self-defense!"

"My family is a blacksmith, and the family pooled money for me to learn martial arts. I want to rely on this to look after others' homes and make a living."

Song Sanjin replied.

He is thin and small, but with some muscles in his arms, he is obviously strong.

"My family is a tailor, so I don't want to learn how to embroider!" Liang Wu replied.

The last Ma Zhu was silent and didn't say anything.

"Brother Fang, this kid doesn't like to talk, he's very arrogant, and he doesn't answer anyone he sees, so he only says a few words when the seniors come, and I'll teach him a lesson for you!"

Huang Dacheng rolled up his sleeves, very self-conscious and authentic.

"stop!"

Aaron waved his hand, knowing that before he came, this Ma Zhu was probably a doormat for being bullied.

He looked at a few people and coughed: "Since we are studying in the same discipline, we should love each other, understand?"

...

The next day, the sun had just risen.

On the training ground of Qingshan Martial Arts.

Disciples in neat exercise uniforms lined up in three rows.

It was the first time for Aaron to wear the new clothes issued by him, standing with Huang Dacheng and others, listening to Senior Brother Ding Shan's lecture.

Last night, Huang Dacheng and the others explained everything to him.

For example, in the martial arts hall, the other senior brothers and sisters are fine, but the only one who must not be offended is the senior brother Ding Shan!

This is not only because Ding Shan has the highest martial arts, but also because he is the master's direct disciple! It's used to support the facade when it's old!

Once a martial artist is over forty or fifty, and his blood is not at its peak, he can no longer fight.

At this time, if you want to maintain your reputation, you must rely on your own disciples.

When the big brother Ding Shan was practicing boxing, it was Xue Qingshan who taught him hand in hand and put in all his effort. It can be said that he was closer than his own son!

Well, it's okay to offend Xue Qingshan's sons and daughters in the martial arts hall, and it's absolutely no good to offend the big brother!

But now, Master Xue Qingshan has something to go out, and he doesn't know how long it will take to come back.

In the martial arts hall, it is the big brother Ding Shan who teaches the art on behalf of the teacher!

"If you want to practice martial arts, don't be afraid of suffering!"

Dingshan Tiger's eyes swept over a group of martial arts apprentices, especially Aaron and others at the end!

"There are four levels of martial arts, and the last level is 'movements'!"

It seems that because of the large number of newcomers, Ding Shan began to outline: "Each school is different, but there is only one theme... Through continuous practice of moves, learn to control your own blood! Only by holding your blood can martial arts be considered true. getting Started!"

"Anyone who doesn't hold their qi and blood is at best an ordinary person with a little skill!"

"After grasping one's own qi and blood, one can refine 'qi and blood' into 'strength'... This is the second level of martial arts—bright strength! It is also called 'skin training'!"

"If you start Ming Jin, you can immediately add hundreds of catties of strength to your own foundation!"

"Small success in bright energy can increase your strength by a thousand catties!"

Ding Shan came to a huge stone lock, stretched forward with one hand, and simply lifted the stone lock weighing a thousand catties high, then turned to look at the juniors and said, "Brightness is great, and you have inner strength! Put on the iron armor Even if he is the enemy of thousands of people in the army, he is also considered number one in the Jianghu, no matter which faction he goes to, he is a guest of honor!"