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Chapter 38 Coach Candidates

Five days later.

Baozhilin.

Today's Baozhilin is decorated from inside to outside, even the stone lions at the entrance are covered with red silk balls.

There is no other reason, today is the official Baishu apprentice banquet.

Although he felt that he hadn't done much to teach Bai Shu's martial arts, Huang Feihong still felt honored to be able to accept Bai Shu, a talented martial arts genius.

For this reason, he notified almost all the prominent figures in the Foshan martial arts, and kindly invited them to attend this apprentice banquet.

Huang Feihong was originally the face of Foshan Wulin, and he was sending out such an invitation so solemnly that everyone naturally came over in person.

All of a sudden, this master apprentice banquet became a hotly discussed event in the streets and alleys of Foshan City.

Some people in the martial arts world even regard whether they have received Huang Feihong's invitation as a symbol of status.

……

The hour has passed.

With the beating of gongs and drums, the apprentice banquet officially began.

"Kneel down to Patriarch!"

A Foshan martial arts veteran acted as the master of ceremonies, guiding the process of the banquet.

Bai Shu is like a marionette, offering incense, kowtow, and admonishing according to the procedure...

A set of procedures went down, and only an hour passed.

"...Bai Shu, from today onwards, you are an entry disciple of our sect. After entering the sect, you must not do things that are harmful to nature, do not do treacherous or stealing things, and do not do..."

As Huang Feihong finally issued a stern warning to Bai Shu, the apprenticeship ceremony was officially over.

"Thank you for your honor, I would like to offer a toast to everyone!"

Huang Feihong raised his wine glass and thanked everyone in the courtyard loudly.

"Master Huang, you are welcome!"

"Master Huang, please!"

"Congratulations to Master Huang for getting another good apprentice!"

Everyone was very polite.

Next, Bai Shu followed Huang Feihong, and accompanied him to pay a visit to his fellow martial arts practitioners in Foshan City, making him acquainted.

Finally, Huang Feihong took him to the headed table.

Bai Shu remembered that the people present at this table were the most influential figures in Foshan City.

"Old Liu, come, I respect you."

Huang Feihong politely drank a glass of wine with a few people first, and then said in a deep thought: "Old Liu, I actually want to ask your seniors for their opinions on something."

Mr. Liu put down his wine glass, glanced at the people seated with him, and saw that they were all puzzled, and said to Huang Feihong: "Feihong just say it."

Huang Feihong pondered for a moment, then said tactfully: "That's right, I recently got a new medical book and wanted to study it, but I also work as the head coach of the militia, so I feel that I don't have enough energy..."

"how?"

Mr. Liu was taken aback: "Feihong, do you want to resign as the head coach of the militia?"

The rest of the people at the table also looked at Huang Feihong in surprise.

"Well, I do mean that."

Huang Feihong nodded calmly.

Seeing Huang Feihong's admission, Liu and the others naturally tried their best to dissuade him.

In their view, only Huang Feihong, the number one expert in Foshan City, is the head coach of the militia, who can subdue those rebellious soldiers inside the militia.

However, in the face of everyone's persuasion, Huang Feihong remained firm.

"Well, since Feihong is unwilling to continue to be the head coach, do you have a suitable successor in mind?"

Seeing Huang Feihong's resolute attitude, Mr. Liu and others had no choice but to give up their persuasion.

Huang Feihong smiled and said: "Thank you seniors for your success. As for the successor, I really have a suitable candidate."

"Who?"

Several people hurriedly asked.

"This person is none other than Liang Kuan, who I just accepted as a disciple."

Huang Feihong pushed out Bai Shu behind his back.

"he?"

Looking at Liang Kuan's youthful face, Mr. Liu and the others couldn't help but hesitate for a while.

After a long while, Mr. Liu considered his tone and said: "Feihong, we know that since Liang Kuan has been accepted as your disciple, he is obviously very talented, but you also know that the militia is after all the product of Mr. Liu's Black Flag Army that was disbanded. All the soldiers inside have higher hearts than the sky, I'm afraid it's..."

Back then, the Black Banner Army was feared by the imperial court because of its bravery in battle, so it was forced to disband.

The disbanded soldiers formed the framework of the current militia.

The people here admire Huang Feihong, but not necessarily Huang Feihong's disciples.

"Old Liu, if this is the case, you don't have to worry about it."

Huang Feihong laughed and said, "Since I dared to ask Liang Kuan to be the head coach, I can guarantee that he can do it steadily."

Just a joke, with Bai Shu's ability to gain the upper hand against him, how could those members of the militia be opponents?

"Oh?"

Liu Lao and the others are still skeptical.

"Seniors, as long as you agree to let Liang Kuan be the head coach, let him handle the rest of the matter."

Huang Feihong said: "If he can't convince the public, then I will continue to be the head coach!"

Seeing Huang Feihong's promise, they naturally agreed.

……

"Everyone, please listen to me."

After obtaining the permission of several seniors present, Huang Feihong got up and said loudly.

"As you all know, I am now the head coach of the militia and also the treasurer of Bao Zhilin. It is said that you can't have both. Therefore, starting today, I decided to resign as the head coach."

Before Huang Feihong finished speaking, there was an uproar in the audience.

"Master Huang is no longer the head coach?"

"If he doesn't become the head coach, who would dare to do it?"

"Yes, yes, Master Huang is our number one master in Foshan, so he can subdue those militia members, right?"

When everyone calmed down, Huang Feihong continued: "Although I won't be the head coach anymore, I have also found a new coach for everyone!"

"New coach?"

"Who?"

"Could it be Zhao Sect Head of Feihe Sect?"

"Not necessarily. Although Chief Zhao has a high prestige, his skills are not as good."

"Could it be Iron Sand Palm Su Yan?"

"Su Yan's kung fu is good, but his violent temper probably won't convince the crowd, right?"

"Actually, I think Master Zhou is not bad..."

"No, no, I think it might be..."

Hearing Huang Feihong said that there was a new election, everyone broke out into discussions again.

When they heard that their names were nominated by the group, Head Zhao, Su Yan and the others all showed reserved expressions.

Although Huang Feihong never told them these things, it did not prevent them from thinking that they were qualified to be the head coach.

Without letting everyone guess, Huang Feihong quickly pushed Bai Shu to the front.

"The new coach I recommend to everyone is my new apprentice——Liang Kuan!"

brush!
As Huang Feihong's words fell, Bao Zhilin suddenly fell into dead silence.

Everyone looked at each other in blank dismay, all in disbelief.

Then, Baozhilin erupted into a noisy discussion.

"Liang Kuan?"

"Isn't this the apprentice Huang Feihong just accepted?"

"Master Huang, what do you mean? Do you think that if he can be the head coach, his apprentice can also do the same?"

"Even if his apprentice does it, it has to be done according to his seniority—shouldn't Lin Shirong do it?"

"Also, Liang Kuan doesn't have enough qualifications, right?"

"Actually, qualifications are not that important. The key is Kung Fu!"

"That's right, the people in the militia don't care how old you are, if you are not good at kung fu, they will ignore you at all!"

"It is said that when Master Huang was the head coach, he also defeated them all the way."

……

"Liang Kuan, come and say a few words to everyone."

Huang Feihong ignored everyone's voices and said to Bai Shu.

"Ah."

Bai Shu nodded and stood on the stage.

Seeing Bai Shu come on stage, the eyes of hundreds of people in the audience were all focused on him.

Some of them watched with cold eyes, some showed doubts, some supported, and some opposed.

……

"Liang Kuan, you must work hard."

Under the stage, Aunt Thirteen, who was sitting with everyone in Bao Zhilin, looked at Bai Shu who became the focus of the audience, her beautiful face was full of worry.

"Aunt Thirteen, don't worry about Junior Brother Liang."

Lin Shirong, who was beside her, couldn't help smiling when she saw Aunt Thirteen's worried look, grabbed an apple, and said while gnawing: "Junior Brother Liang...with his current skills...who can defeat him, I, Lin Shirong...three Write it upside down!"

Just yesterday, Lin Shirong had just watched the competition between Baizhu and Huang Feihong.

Although he was unwilling to accept it emotionally, Lin Shirong's rationality told him that the kung fu of his little junior brother was probably on par with Huang Feihong!
Even stronger!

"Oh, two months, I only practiced for two months!"

Thinking of Bai Shu who was chased by the Shahe gang and ran all over the world two months ago, thanks to his help, Bai Shu was able to fight his master evenly after just two months of practice (this sentence is so long, how should I break it up? ?), Lin Shirong felt depressed about being chased by pigs instead of killing pigs.

"Hmph, forget it, you can't compare with Liang Kuan, or you will be pissed to death sooner or later."

Thinking of the apple in his hand as Baizhu, Lin Shirong grunted and took a big bite.

(End of this chapter)