Feixia Road and martial arts halls are everywhere, and at first glance, they are all signs. Some martial arts halls live next to each other, with walls next to walls, and they don’t know how to be at peace on weekdays. There are also various medicine shops, restaurants, weapons shops, etc., which are very prosperous and lively.

At the intersection of the street, there is a tall archway with a beautiful antique and a banner on it, saying: National martial arts are virtuous;

Couplets on both sides: Harmony is the most important thing to gather in all directions; friends are connected by martial arts.

The font is vigorous and grand, and it is the work of Yang Zhantang, a master of his generation.

After entering the street, Yang Sanshou looked sighing, probably remembering the past. At that time, the Tiger Roar Hall was opened on Feixia Road. It was once prosperous for a while, but later there was an accident and was unable to maintain it. He had to sell the property and move to the deserted Xiangyang Road.

But soon, Yang Sanshou put away his emotions, carried his hands on his back, and slowly said to Tang Ye: "Ono, there are many rules in the martial arts world, and there are many taboos, such as secretly learning martial arts, deceiving teachers and destroying ancestors. When you find someone to discuss and fight, you are very particular. If you go to the door rashly, you will be misunderstood that you are here to kick the house. If you are not careful, you will be a scene that will never end."

Tang Ye asked: "It is also a taboo to kick the house?"

Yang Sanshou smiled: "No, kicking a club is one of the recognized rules. As long as your fist is strong enough and you want to become famous in a short period of time, the best way is to kick a club."

Tang Ye asked again: "Did the master start his career by playing a kid in the past?"

Yang Sanshou shook his head: "That's not true. Someone has recommended him, but opening a martial arts hall requires approval from colleagues in the martial arts world. The so-called recognition must be enough to fight. So he set up a sword formation, used a wooden table as a ring, stood on it, and constantly accepted challenges from others. Only in an incense stick, if he was not knocked down, he was qualified to open a martial arts hall."

"Sword Formation?"

"Well, it's a large round table in the center, with the tip of a knife, wooden strips, etc. buried around it."

Yang Sanshou explained: "This formation is not easy to fight. First of all, you can test your skills by passing the wooden table on the sword formation. If you are hit by someone and fall on the sword formation, you will be stabbed and injured all over your body or even stabbed to death, which is very dangerous. The timid person will not dare to go up at all."

Tang Ye was so terrible that such a fighting style was actually a test of both sides, not just for the defenders.

Yang Sanshou said: "My master, you master, he made a name for himself, laying the foundation of the Tiger Roar Pavilion, it's a pity..."

I can't continue to say it anymore. Success is "Three-Tire Tiger" and failure is "Three-Tire Tiger". The problems in it are hard to describe in one word, and I don't know how to tell it.

The topic changed: "Now our Tiger Roar Hall has declined and cannot gain a foothold in Feixia Road. We are facing the risk of being fired by the Jingwu Association and need to go on stage to undergo the assessment again."

Tang Ye asked: "In other words, do you want me to fight the sword formation?"

Yang Sanshou nodded: "It's almost the same, but I heard that the rules have changed. In short, the word "tick" is indispensable."

Tang Ye asked again: "Does all martial arts schools need to be beaten?"

Yang Sanshou said: "Of course not, it's only for the declining martial arts schools like us. Those big martial arts schools are the makers and executors of the rules, as well as leaders."

Tang Ye understood: "So that's it. So as long as our Tiger Roar Hall can regain its reputation and make a name for itself, we can return to Feixia Road."

Yang San spread his hands: "Yes, but how easy it is? I can't fight with your master now, I can only rely on you."

He paused and said, "When I go to Baji Hall to work with someone, the other party may not be so polite. Let's just hold it."

I told you this last night that the Baji Pavilion is the Bajiquan school and is one of the top major martial arts schools. The master of the opening ceremony is the grand master Zhang Zikui. It has been passed down for three generations and is the son of Zhang Fazhi and Zhang Zikui.

The reason why Bajiguan agreed to go out and work was that Wu came forward and used his father Wu to keep his favor back then.

It’s not enough to be favored, and you have to pay for 18 silver dollars red envelopes.

Yang Sanshou explained these situations clearly to Tang Ye.

It didn't take long before the two came outside the Baji Pavilion.

Tang Ye looked up and saw that the martial arts hall occupied a very large area, with the gate opening south, very grand. There was a stone lion on both sides of the door.

Yang San stepped forward and clasped his fists at the door guarding outside to express his intention.

The doorman glanced at the old and weak Yang Sanshou, curled the corner of his mouth, and replied lazily: "I understand, go in, don't look around, and don't touch things randomly."

Yang Sanshou brought Tang Ye into the door and came to the front yard. Someone went to inform him. After waiting for about a quarter of an hour, a strong man came out, followed by several disciples.

"I've met Brother Six."

Yang Sanshou quickly greeted him.

This sixth brother, named "Zhang Yuanchong", ranks sixth among the second-generation disciples of the Baji Pavilion. In this case, Zhang Fazhi will definitely not show up when he is in the museum. Yang Sanshou is not qualified to meet people, so it is Wu Yishou. Whether he can meet them is different.

Zhang Yuan bowed indifferently and his eyes fell on Tang Ye.

Yang Sanshou introduced: "This is my apprentice, Tang Ye. Ono, called Uncle Six."

To be honest, Tang Ye did not like the other party's condescending and arrogant attitude, but his master was determined and he could not help him.

Zhang Yuanchong waved his hand carelessly: "Okay, don't be too polite, just go to the courtyard here to help. I want to see what kind of apprentice you have newly accepted by Yang Laosan. It seems that you have only been learning martial arts for two months, haha."

Eight taboos are large in size, large courtyards are set up in small courtyards, and the layout is complex.

When he arrived in a small courtyard, Zhang Yuanchong sat on a rattan chair, and behind him was a row of neatly dressed disciples, with a total of as many as eight people.

Tang Ye stepped forward first, bowed in a bunch of manners, and the rules were correct.

Zhang Yuanchong sat still, waved backwards and said, "Song Zheng, go and work with him, be careful and don't hurt anyone."

Yang Sanshou heard this and his face changed, and he couldn't help but say, "Brother Six, aren't you here?"

Zhang Yuan rushed over and took a cup of tea offered by his disciple and drank it slowly.

Song Zheng stepped out and sneered: "What kind of seniority is my master? What kind of seniority is your disciple? You are so old. I don't understand these rules. I want to ask my master to help me?"

Yang Sanshou's face turned red: "This kind of hand-to-hand is not a formal competition, and he originally wanted to ask his elders for advice."

His disciples have become very clear, and it is meaningless to fight with ordinary martial arts disciples. Zhang Yuanchong just sent a disciple out. Wouldn't the favors and red envelopes he had assigned to the Tiger Roar Hall be wasted? I wasted it? I was thinking that this opportunity would allow Zhang Yuanchong to give some advice to Tang Ye. Now, I saw that they didn't take it seriously at all and were really bullying people. I remember that I had some friendship with Zhang Yuanchong at the beginning.

Song Zheng looked proud: "Why do you think your apprentice is very powerful? I can't give him some advice? I have been learning for two months, and I don't know if my horse stance can be steadily. I just want to ask my master to help me. Isn't it just to touch my master's name? After going out, you can brag about it and say, how about it. Humph, if you don't say anything, you won't come? If you don't fight, you'll go back to your Tiger Roar Hall."

Yang Sanshou was still unwilling to give up and wanted to speak, so he saw Tang Ye step forward: "Then let's fight!"
Chapter completed!