Lord Hong

Another middle-aged man, just over 1.7 meters tall, is a bit shorter than the principal, Fang Tu. Only his right hand is exposed, and his left sleeve is empty, but his steely eyes make no one dare to underestimate him.

This man with a broken arm is Yunhong's master, and also the martial arts expert second only to the headmaster in the martial arts academy——Yanglou.

"Dean."

"Dean."

Yun Hong, Liu Ming, hundreds of disciples, and the referees of the other three arenas all saluted respectfully, no one dared to disrespect, the dean Fang Tu, even the county magistrate would treat him with courtesy.

Not to mention other things, the strength of the martial arts master alone is destined to be the most powerful group of people in Donghe County.

"You two come down."

Both Yun Hong and Liu Ming hurriedly stepped off the ring, came to Fang Tu, and bowed in salute.

Fang Tu stared at the two of them, and their eyes made them feel amazingly oppressed.

Yanglou on the side just watched quietly.

"It's all grown up, and the wings are hardened. If I don't come, are you two going to fight?" Fang Tu's voice was not loud to others, but to Yun Hong and Liu Ming's ears, it was like spring thunder The sound of the explosion made the eardrums ache.

Yun Hong didn't dare to say anything.

Liu Ming didn't dare to refute.

Liu Ming knew in his heart that ordinary teachers in the martial arts academy might be afraid of his father's power, but Fang Tu and Yang Lou, as martial arts masters, were absolutely not afraid.

Seeing that the two of them were silent, Fang Tu's voice became colder and colder: "Just now, Instructor Yang and I have seen everything in secret."

The entire arena was silent.

"Teaching Guangbing, presiding over the arena referee is unfair, unworthy of being a teacher, read it as a first offence, resigned from teaching position, go home and reflect for a year." Fang Tu said indifferently: "Teaching Tie Yuanquan, Sun Feng, Bu Zhan, sit and watch disciples Fight endlessly, pay a salary of one month."

"How many of you are convincing?" Fang Tu glanced over.

"Yes." Sun Feng and the other three instructors presided over the other three arenas. Although they felt that the penalty was a bit unfair, they didn't dare to question the dean.

Guang Bing on the arena endured the pain, and his heart was full of anger, but he could only bury his hatred in his heart, gritted his teeth and said in a low voice: "I will obey the dean."

"Disciple Wang Zun has a tyrannical temperament. He wants to kill his fellow disciples. This is unforgivable, but it is his first offense. He is ordered to graduate immediately and return to his family." Fang Tu said indifferently.

on the ring.

Wang Zun's eyes widened, and he hardly believed what he heard.

Under normal circumstances, he could still practice at the Martial Academy for at least a year, but now he is required to graduate early.

This……

"Yun Hong, although there is a reason for the incident, but your attack was fierce and murderous, and it was inappropriate. You should be punished. The specifics are determined by your master Yanglou." Fang Tu said indifferently.

Yun Hong couldn't help being overjoyed, and said calmly on the surface, "Disciple obeys."

Fang Tu finally looked at Liu Ming: "Liu Ming, as a disciple of Raging Fire Palace, you don't know right from wrong. I order you to copy a hundred copies of the courtyard rules and send them to my residence within three days."

"Dean, this is unfair." Liu Ming couldn't help but roared, "It was obviously Yunhong who injured Guangbing and Wang Zun..."

"You question my decision?" Fang Tu's eyes froze suddenly.

In an instant, Liu Ming felt that a fierce beast was staring at him, as if it was going to swallow him up at any moment, sweat dripped unconsciously on his forehead, and he said quickly, "I don't dare, it's just..."

"Hmph." Fang Tu snorted coldly.

Liu Ming didn't dare to say any more, but respectfully and politely.

"Liu Ming, you come from a wealthy family, and you have a good talent in martial arts. You are destined to enter the county court, and you will have a lot of promise in the future."

Fang Tu's voice became colder: "But you have to remember, as long as Fang Tu is the dean for one day, this Donghe Martial Academy cannot let others make decisions for me."

"Shang County Magistrate can't do it, your father can't do it, and you can't do it... These are the last ten days of your stay in the martial arts academy, so cherish them."

"Yes." Liu Ming promised.

"Ordinary disciples, the three instructors will continue to preside over the competition. Elite disciples and Raging Fire Palace disciples will return to the temple to practice." Fang Tu gave the last order, then turned and left.

Yang Lou said calmly at the side: "Yun Hong, go back to Raging Fire Hall after work, I will wait for you on the second floor."

"Yes, Master." Yunhong said respectfully.

Yang Lou nodded and followed Fang Tu away.

The headmaster has ordered that the surrounding elite disciples and several disciples of Raging Fire Hall not dare to stay any longer and leave one after another.

"Yunhong."

Standing not far away, Liu Ming seemed to have anger in his eyes, and he growled, "The principal and your master can protect you for a while, but they can't protect you for a lifetime. I will definitely protect you in front of the palace competition in half a month. In front of everyone, beat you openly."

Yun Hong looked at Liu Ming and frowned slightly.

Immediately, Yun Hong didn't bother to pay attention, turned around and strode towards You Qian.

Seeing this, Liu Ming became more and more angry, but when he thought of Fang Tu's previous order, he didn't dare to disobey after all, so he could only suppress the anger in his heart, and left the martial arts academy with his younger brothers.

At this time.

Xie Shan brought several doctors into the martial arts academy, and quickly checked You Qian who was lying on the ring.

In the end, after the doctor's examination, You Qian broke two ribs. Fortunately, he didn't hurt his internal organs, but he needed to go home and recuperate for a while.

Yun Hong found a stretcher again, and asked several familiar disciples in black to take You Qian home.

Get busy with it all.

Send You Qian away.

Yun Hong went to the Raging Fire Palace, and his master Yang Lou was still waiting.

Chapter 16 Xianjia Sect

Fire Hall.

The second floor.

The rooms on the second floor are not too big, they are just separate meditation rooms. Generally, each Raging Fire Palace disciple and martial arts teacher will have a separate room, so that students and teachers can quietly cultivate their true energy.

Most of the time, of course, these retreat rooms are empty.

One of the retreat rooms, with the door open.

Yang Lou, a middle-aged man with a broken arm, was standing by the window with his back to the door, as if he was looking at the scenery outside.

Yun Hong came to the door.

"Come in, close the door." Yang Lou said flatly, without turning around.

"Yes."

Yun Hong walked into the room, closed the door, and saluted respectfully: "Master."

"You performed very well today." Yang Lou turned around and said with a smile, no longer the indifference in the martial arts arena just now, he seemed very close.

Yun Hong couldn't help but said, "Master, you won't punish me?"

"Punishment, what's there to punish?" Yang Lou smiled and said, "The dean entrusted you to me, and I will decide. The disciple is right, so why should the master punish you?"

"Don't you think you're at fault." Yanglou looked at Yunhong.

"Master, you have always told me that to practice martial arts, you must first be able to hold your own fists." Yun Hong said in a low voice.

"But in the martial arts arena just now, in fact, I was enough to stop Guang Bing, so as not to seriously injure him. It's just that there was an uncontrollable anger in my heart at that time, and I couldn't hold my fist."

Just now, Yun Hong punched Guang Bing's leg in anger, but he couldn't suppress the sudden anger in his heart.

"Well, you're being honest."

"But in my opinion, a good brother's life is at stake. It's normal to kill someone in anger. You only broke his leg, which is already very restrained." Yanglou shook his head lightly and said, "You were still young and not strong enough, so I have only emphasized the first half of this sentence with you."

"You know, when you hold your fist, what's the next sentence?" Yanglou looked at Yunhong with a smile.

"Teacher, please give me some advice." Yunhong asked in confusion.

Yanglou spat out three words: "Type out."

"Shoot out?" Yun Hong was startled.

This is completely different from what Yang Master taught him before.

In the past, Yang Master has always taught himself not to punch easily.

"You have broken through the condensed pulse and stepped into the level of warriors. Naturally, your actions and principles will be different from those in the past." Yang Lou said with a smile: "You are only a stronger ordinary person in the stage of Yijin. People are so sophisticated, they are subject to many constraints, so they can't do it easily."

"However, from the moment you condense your pulse."

"Many things that are tied to you will be loosened automatically." Yang Lou said softly: "Many warriors, slaying monsters, taking risks, and wandering, are the main force in the war between our human race and the monster race. They wander between life and death, Pleasant and merciless, ruthless."

"The empire, and even the major forces of the human race, have privileges for warriors."

"Martial arts means killing." Yanglou stared into Yunhong's eyes, "It's very important to cultivate one's mind in martial arts, but cultivating one's mind is definitely not about cultivating one's character. Holding your own fists means you don't want to make a move easily, but it's not that you can't make a move."

"Warrior, what you want is to have a clear mind, and what you want is to have no complaints or regrets. If you think it is right, you will do it. If you don't make a move, it's fine. Once you make a move, you have to be merciless."

"The disciple obeys the teacher's instruction." Yunhong said respectfully.

"The martial arts in everyone's heart are different. What the teacher said just now is the martial arts in the teacher's heart." Yang Lou said softly: "It doesn't matter whether you agree or not. The important thing is that you have your own principles, one that can be consistently followed martial arts."

Yun Hong nodded: "Disciple understands."

"Okay." Yang Lou nodded lightly: "You don't have to worry too much about today's affairs. Even if you don't take action, the dean will soon find an opportunity to get Guangbing out of the martial arts academy."

"Oh?"

Yunhong recalled what the dean said to Liu Ming just now.

He immediately understood that this involved the political struggle between the dean Fang Tu and Liu Xiancheng, no wonder the dean's punishment was obviously biased.

"There are some things that have nothing to do with you, so don't think too much about them." Yang Lou smiled and said, "What I'm curious about, Master, is that when you congealed your pulse, you even hid it from Master."

"Master, don't blame me, this disciple just succeeded in condensing his pulse two days ago." Yun Hong said respectfully.

He hesitated for a long time, and finally decided to hide the truth about his master. After all, the change in his heart was too weird. He had read many deeds of immortals in books, but he had never seen anything like it.

"Just broke through?"

Yang Lou nodded lightly: "Your progress in the past six months has indeed been great, exceeding the teacher's expectations time and time again."

"From the peak of the fifth level, all the way to the seventh level of condensed pulse, if it weren't for the limited cultivation resources, your progress speed would be far faster than Liu Ming's generation." Yang Lou said with a smile: "I remember, your birthday is in August."

"Yes." Yun Hong nodded.

"A pulse condensing martial artist just over 15 years old." Yang Lou said with emotion, "I have lived up to my hard teaching in the past two years."

Yun Hong smiled.

The master leads the door, and the practice is personal.

A few years ago, when I first practiced swordsmanship, my master taught and supervised me almost every day, but since my swordsmanship reached the peak of the basic level, the master taught me less.

Now, I only check on the cultivation situation every once in a while.

"Yun Hong, although your talent is not comparable to those of the world's top evildoers, but looking at Ningyang County, you can be regarded as the top group." Yang Lou laughed.

Yun Hong secretly said ashamed.

Master Yanglou didn't know, but Yunhong himself knew that without the three changes in his heart, his talent could be called the best in Donghe County, but looking at the vast land of Ningyang County, he couldn't be called the top.

But there are some things that it is inconvenient for him to tell his master.

"Have you figured it out?" Yang Lou suddenly smiled and said, "After this month's palace competition, do you really want to participate in the Six County Grand Competition, and then go to Ningyang County Academy to practice for two years?"

"Master, hasn't this been decided a long time ago?" Yun Hong asked suspiciously: "The training conditions in the county courtyard are top-notch in the entire Ningyang County, which is very suitable for me."

"Before, I thought it would take at least a year for you to congeal your pulse, so entering the county courtyard is very suitable, because you can get a lot of training resources necessary for congealing your pulse, but now that you have congealed your pulse, entering the county courtyard is not the best It suits you." Yanglou said.

"Master's meaning?" Yun Hong hesitated.

He believed in Master Yanglou very much.

"I can show you another way." Yanglou said solemnly, "The Immortal Family Sect."

"Immortal sect?" Yun Hong was startled.

Yunhong is not an ordinary person with ordinary vision. He has learned about the world of immortals and the existence of immortal sects through books such as "Kyushu Immortals and Demons".

In history, there are many powerful immortals who will take the experience of immortality and martial arts created by themselves as the core of the classics, rely on their own strength, occupy the blessed land of fairy mountains, and open up sects that inherit their own orthodox traditions.

These sects are also known as the Xianjia sects.