Binhai City, the Pearl of the Northern Seaport in China, is adjacent to Kyoto. As the only municipalities directly under the central government in the country, its economic level is not at the top, and it can at least be considered first-class. Relying on the port with the largest throughput in the north, the people here live a wealthy and plain life. China has been open for decades, and people's living standards have been continuously improved. Some spiritual and civilized entertainment have gradually spread throughout this metropolis, just like this fencing club located in a building in the city center.

Wei Guoguang rode his slightly worn but well-maintained mountain bike into the underground parking lot of Rongheng Building. There were countless famous cars here, which contrasted with the extremely shabby mountain bikes. There was no way. Now many buildings do not reserve bicycle parking spaces at all, so he had to park his car in the underground parking lot with shame. Fortunately, he recognized his relationship with the security guards and finally had a place to settle down.

Parking the car in a place that was not in trouble, and a chain was tied to the firefighter next to it. Wei Guoguang and security guard Lao Hu greeted each other and walked towards the elevator. The Datang Fencing Club is on the 11th floor of the building and is the largest club in the coastal area.

Wei Guoguang is not a member of this club. He can't afford the 200,000 yuan average membership fee every year. From the dilapidated mountain bike he was riding, you can basically know what level of his financial situation belongs. He is an employee here and a fencing coach.

Taking the elevator to the 11th floor, a huge Tang-shaped emblem with the character "Tang" came into view. After teasing a few words with the beautiful girl at the front desk, Wei Guoguang walked into the employee lounge. The conditions here were incomparable to the member lounge. The boss was extremely luxurious in the decoration of the member lounge, while the employee lounge could save as much as possible. While Wei Guoguang was accustomed to complain, he quickly changed into a white fencing suit.

The Tang Dynasty Club is very large, occupying the entire 11th floor of Rongheng Building, with complete facilities, including physiotherapy, fitness, sauna, rest, coffee, bar, and restaurant. Of course, there are 3 most important fencing halls and 5 VIP halls. Wei Guoguang is responsible for the hall fencing hall C, which has 10 kendos, and is generally responsible by 2 coaches.

In China, fencing began to gradually enter the eyes of the people after the National Olympic Strategy. Compared with traditional martial arts, fencing is a very high-end fashionable thing that can reflect a certain aristocratic style, which is very consistent with the current mentality of the Chinese people pursuing the quality of life. In this world, those who are good at making money will always show off their sports hobbies when chatting and fucking with others. It seems that it is not enough to show their personal taste level, even if they may not be satisfied with it in their hearts. Hiking, hiking, donkey walking, racing, rock climbing, taekwondo, parachute sliding, etc., even if you dance pole dance, you will always be the same? Among them, the more imported products abroad, the more popular you are. For example, fencing is such a thing that is both elegant and aristocratic, without the wind, sun and rain, and has a bit of practical meaning to show masculinity.

When we walked into Hall C, the hall of more than 300 square meters was slightly empty. There were only 4 students in the five kendos under Wei Guoguang’s responsibility to catch and play. Yes, this was either fencing or playing. He was in the evening shift, from 4 pm to 10 pm. There were not many people at present. These four students were nocturnal animals. They usually had to play until 7 or 8 o’clock before leaving the midnight snack, and then began the evil urban nightlife.

After greeting several students, Wei Guoguang casually found a chair next to the kendo and sat down. He took a bottle of mineral water while drinking it casually watching the situation on the field. This is not a professional sports team, so it doesn't matter whether he can learn fencing or not. As long as the members have fun, they think they can do it. The key is not to hurt these old men, which is the most important thing.

There are foil swords, swords, and heavy swords in the fencing movement. Among them, heavy swords are heavy because they are heavy. They don’t have a certain foundation for wielding for a long time. The confrontation is more procrastinating and physically exhausted, so there are very few people who choose. Because the swords allow for chopping and stabbing, the effective range is relatively large. Basically, the two people can end the battle with one or two wonderful things. They lose the fun of the rounds and are easily injured. Therefore, not many people choose swords. Only foil swords are the favorite of successful rookies. The swords are lighter, attack and defense, and have rounds of advance and retreat. Occasionally, they can still be handsome. This is the choice of most people.

"Stop, stop,,," After observing for a while, Wei Guoguang was really unable to bear it anymore. This was not fencing, it was just a street fight. Training a group of people with no sports talent and trying to ensure that they were not injured. This was really a headache and a sense of accomplishment. If it weren't for that expensive salary, anyone with ideals, pursuits and bottom line would not waste time here.

"Fatty Zuo, can you not run to the side? The reason for swordsmanship is to limit, attack or defend, advance or retreat... You run around the world with a sword, and fight back against a hairy sword..." They are all old friends. Wei Guoguang has a good relationship with these people, so he doesn't have to care too much about whether he is polite.

"What a shit rule? I have a big goal in my body, so I'm at a disadvantage..." Fatty Zuo is a security door and is a good person. In recent years, with the massive construction of urban housing, I have really made a lot of money. It's because of this figure. I have been here for 3 months and haven't seen any weight at all. Instead, I have increased a few pounds, and have historically broken through the 200 mark.

"And you, Xiao Huang, you use lunges to advance and retreat, not chicken steps. You jump around... And your left hand, is it nice to pinch an orchid finger?"

"I'm pointing my sword? Pointing my sword... In the novels in TV, the masters, Dazhe, it's much better than pinching the fist of the left pig head..." Xiao Huang, a stylist, seems to be a bit sissy in this profession. He and Fatty Zuo, are mortal enemies, and the two of them will definitely start to squash when they get into the sword.

Lazy to argue with the stylist, Wei Guoguang pointed his finger at the third student, "Bamboo, I know you have a good figure and long legs, but this is not the reason you can kick people casually. It is easy to hurt people. Do you know? You love using your legs so much, why don't you learn Taekwondo? That's more suitable for you..."

"Sorry, sorry, I'm in a hurry. This person can't help but use his advantages when he is anxious. I think this habit is quite close to actual combat. Look at the one-armed Taoist priest in Jin Daxia's novel. In addition to one-handed sword, don't you have to tie the soul-chasing legs? The fast sword lengthens the legs, which is a perfect match... "

"I'm so stinky. The surname Wang, you said, how many times have you kicked me in the past two months?" The fourth student scolded angrily, "I'm so strong and generous. Otherwise, you can kick the fat man Zuo, he can hold a kitchen knife and fight you for life. If you kick Huang Xiaoya, like bean sprouts, how much medical expenses do you have to pay..."

The bamboo pole is not too fast and slow, and you don’t suffer any loss. “You dare to say that you are generous? Brother, I can’t control my legs, but when did you finish kicking me? In just two months, I’ve eaten all the restaurants on this street. Otherwise, I will start kicking me today and I will eat it back…”
Chapter completed!