Chapter 880

Huaiyin Martial Arts Academy.

The teenagers swung their big arms, splitting waves and cutting through the surf, their fingertips flicking out transparent water droplets, galloping from the center of the lake to the shore like white flying fish.

On the training ground, flags fluttered.

The rhythmic breathing stopped, the sparring youths bowed and stopped, the leg wind disappeared, the finely drifting yellow dust half-fell and half-floated, the martial arts apprentices stopped their pile work one after another, bustling and gathering in the center of the field, looking up at the sky, pointing from afar.

"Is that Master Liang?"

"Dragon Blood Horse, there are less than a hundred in the entire Pingyang Prefecture, and this is the only one that can fly, it must be!"

"Hey, Xinglai! Is that Master Liang in the sky!"

Everyone turned their heads and looked at Fan Xinglai walking out of the shadow of the martial arts hall.

Fan Xinglai raised his hand to block the sun, glanced up, and nodded slightly.

*Wow! *

Fan Xinglai is an absolute authority.

He personally admitted it.

Can't be wrong!

"Earl Baron Xingyi! It really is Earl Baron Xingyi!"

"Earl Baron Xingyi is here!"

A voice in the middle of the voice-changing period, half-sharp and half-rough, shouted, directly calling out the kid who was soaking in medicinal bath in the backyard. Wrapped in a cotton bath robe, he ran out in a hurry, and the crowded training ground became even more crowded.

The apprentices in the martial arts academy were both surprised and happy.

At the end of summer, Earl Baron Xingyi was promoted to Jiang Zongshi, the imperial court rewarded the world, and Liang Qu completely became a legendary generation in the Huai River region!

Originally, martial arts enlightenment was about the same everywhere. Some learned half in the academy, and the rest were taught by the martial arts master in his spare time. But Liang Qu was born out of nowhere, making the enlightenment of the Yang Family Martial Arts Hall suddenly stand out.

I don't know how many people and parents were attracted by the name of the so-called "First Jiang Zongshi," intending to let their children worship in the Yang Family Martial Arts Hall.

Yang Yang Dongxiong didn't publicly say he would stop accepting personal disciples. Liang Qu is the last disciple. If he could let his own kid be the tenth personal disciple and call Liang Qu "Cao Shixiong"...

*Hiss. *

The ancestral grave would be smoking with green smoke.

Excited to the point of toe-trembling.

*Cough. *

Too much to hope for.

Because of this, the scope of apprentices coming to apply has so far not only been the entire Pingyang Prefecture, but has vaguely shown a trend of expanding to the entire Southern Zhili!

In the past, the Yang Family Martial Arts Hall was a small family and couldn't accommodate too many, at most a hundred or two hundred people to the top. Any more and hands would touch hands, feet would kick feet, and they couldn't unfold. Fortunately, Yang Yang Dongxiong had foresight and took advantage of Liang Qu's seclusion to move the martial arts hall and change it into the Huaiyin Martial Arts Academy.

Up to this point, quantitative change led to qualitative change.

Many people came to Pingyang for enlightenment, not just for Liang Qu's name, but also for the intention of making friends!

The scale of schooling was large to a certain extent, and among the apprentices, there was no lack of children of wealthy merchants, officials, and martial arts masters.

Some were from other counties and even other prefectures. It was a bit far, but the martial arts academy provided accommodation.

Fifteen or sixteen years old, the age of dancing elephants, is the easiest time to hit it off and become best friends. Two years older, ideas gradually increase, and after contacting more outside interests, it is a completely different scene.

The long wind brushed his face.

Chishan fell like a shooting star, red flames rose, and it landed steadily after a dive.

The apprentices wanted to swarm up.

*Swish! *

A long pole without a gun head broke through the air, blocked horizontally, and pushed the crowd away.

"Don't make noise! Step back!"

Hu Qi held one in each hand, pushed gently, and pushed the teenagers away.

"It's rare for your Cao Shixiong Liang to come, so don't be in a hurry for a moment. Wait for him to finish his epiphany, then talk about asking for advice. Don't worry, not one will be left out!"

Xiang Changsong followed closely behind.

Two people, four poles, formed a square, blocking the apprentices together.

Epiphany?

The apprentices were stunned and looked on.

Chishan was tall and mighty, flicking its horse tail, spraying rolling white mist from its nostrils, awe-inspiring. On the horse's back, Liang Qu sat cross-legged, eyes closed, his body swaying.

Looking straight at him.

It was like standing by the river, facing the surging waves, with a unique charm.

In his breathing, the air was fresh and moist, which could be considered a kind of enjoyment.

"Is this an epiphany?"

"How mysterious!"

The apprentices opened their eyes wide, all staring, not wanting to miss any subtle details.

Epiphany.

The bridge communicating with heaven and earth, a mysterious state in martial arts that is hard to find, can be called "something from nothing," saving months or even years of work. Most martial artists have never experienced it once in their lives, but some people seem to have several times, which seems to be God's preference.

There were nearly a thousand apprentices in the field. Regarding epiphany, they had only heard of it in books and had never witnessed it with their own eyes. Never did they expect the first time they saw it would be in such a situation.

Hearing about it is not as good as seeing it.

Earl Baron Xingyi is indeed as legendary as the rumors!

They had imagined countless ways to meet, or riding a dragon and controlling the sky in the rumors, showing the spirit of a young Jiang Zongshi; or carrying the Dragon-woman, one of the eight beauties of the Huai River, like a fairy couple, making people envious; or crossing the Dragon River, stepping on the waves, with the supernatural means of Perfected Form.

Only never did they expect it to be an epiphany!

"Earl Baron Xingyi is better looking than they say, so heroic."

"Martial arts cultivation is profound, and the essence, Qi, and spirit are naturally different. When I open the nine orifices, I will be like this too."

Among the thousand people, there were dozens of female apprentices. This remark led to a peacock-like display.

"You? Pretentious."

*Puff! *

Xiang Changsong looked around, not knowing whose heart was hit by an arrow.

"Li Libo! Call someone to help!"

"Coming!"

Li Li Libo and other twenty-year-old youths who rowed over holding long poles caught up and further expanded the square circle.

Fifteen or sixteen-year-old teenagers are the most unable to grasp the importance; ruining his state of mind is a big deal.

Thinking of this, Xiang Changsong freed a hand to pinch his eyebrows.

Last time too.

Riding a kite to travel, having an epiphany under the eyes of everyone.

Epiphany happens anytime and anywhere, and you can't suppress the feeling and not have an epiphany. The location and time are not something you can decide, and there is no room for blame.

"This kid, can't he have an epiphany when there are fewer people?"

Among the apprentices.

A sixteen or seventeen-year-old teenager stared firmly at Liang Qu's rhythmic posture. Not by the river, but better than being by the river. The river wind was vast, the waves were blooming, and a sense of sentimentality suddenly arose in his surging heart. Gradually, his lower abdomen felt cool, surging up his spine to the back of his brain, as if falling from a high altitude, free in heaven and earth.

Closed his eyes.

Breathed deeply.

In the dark, his Qi machine rose.

"Eh?"

Hu Qi noticed first.

His gaze swept across, staring at the teenager swaying with closed eyes in the crowd.

"This kid also had an epiphany?"

"Resonant epiphany?"

Xiang Changsong followed closely, immediately understanding the situation.

The epiphany of a Perfected Form Jiang Zongshi communicates with the bridge of heaven and earth, and the rhythm of heaven and earth triggered brought others along!

This phenomenon is extremely rare.

It can be analyzed as a case study by later generations in books, serving as evidence!

Generally, the greater the gap between each other, the easier it is to bring them along, like the dust on the shoes of a big shot.

Not to mention anything else, the gap between Perfected Form and the Four Gates is indeed large enough.

And there were nearly a thousand apprentices in the field today. There are not many places with so many Four Gates apprentices. Among them, dozens had excellent qualifications. The small probability also became a high probability with the supplement of the base. It's not strange to have one... wait, no!

The classmates nearby gradually noticed the situation.

Hu Qi and Xiang Changsong flashed forward to isolate the teenager to avoid disturbance.

Xiang Changsong pinched his eyebrows.

"Opened my eyes."

The apprentices looked at each other.

"This..."

"Du Rong Hanwen, this kid, also had such good luck, having an epiphany?"

"How is that possible, he looks silly."

"Could it be because of Earl Baron Xingyi?"

*Slap! *

A little fatty smashed his palm with his fist, his face flushed with excitement.

"I said, to learn martial arts, come to the Huaiyin Academy!"

(End of Chapter)