After leaving the pub, Zuo Yi walked a few hundred meters along the avenue and arrived at Hangzhou University, where he had studied in the past.
It was now summer vacation, and the campus was empty at this time. There were only a few students playing football on the large field, and a few teaching buildings wrapped in glass walls at the back were shining brightly under the sun.
Zuo Yi looked at his alma mater through the fence, but he didn't go in.
Even though there were many of his beautiful memories inside.
Continuing to walk forward to the crossroads, Zuo Yi turned right and walked towards the nearest bus stop.
He had walked this road countless times. When he was studying at Hangzhou University, he often took the 208 bus from here, and then took the 97 bus back to Linjiang Town from Nanqiao Station.
When he arrived at the bus stop shelter, Zuo Yi's gaze fell on the light box advertisement at the bus stop — Tenhiro Budokan Hiring Fighting and Swordsmanship Instructor, Grade 3 and above, Salary Interview.
The spray painted picture with white words on a red background was very eye-catching. Other than two lines of large words, there were no other patterns or decorations. Coupled with a row of addresses and contact numbers, it was very simple. It should be a temporary recruitment advertisement, the kind that would be removed after a few days.
Zuo Yi's heart skipped a beat.
At this time, a bus drove into the bus stop, and it happened to be the 208 bus that Zuo Yi was going to take.
However, he didn't get on the bus. Instead, he turned around and left the bus stop. He returned to the previous crossroads, waited for the green light to cross the zebra crossing, and walked a few hundred meters to the front of an old building.
This twenty-story building was quite old, and the paint on the outer wall was basically washed away by the wind and rain. It was very ugly, and there were all kinds of messy signs hanging on it, mostly XX Hotel, XX Beauty Salon, XX Education, and so on.
Zuo Yi easily found the sign hidden among them with the words "Tenhiro Budokan (4th Floor)".
It was still the same one.
He smiled and walked into the building. He didn't take the elevator, but took the stairs to Tenhiro Budokan on the 4th floor.
Zuo Yi was no stranger to this place and Tenhiro Budokan.
This was because he had once practiced fighting and swordsmanship in Tenhiro Budokan for nearly two years. During this time, he had also obtained a third-dan swordsmanship professional certificate. It could be said that he had benefited a lot.
If he didn't have the experience of practicing martial arts and mastering the skills, Zuo Yi, who had just crossed over to the world of Sadeya, might have died in the mouth of the wild wolf. He simply wouldn't have the current him.
Therefore, when he saw Tenhiro Budokan's recruitment advertisement at the bus stop, Zuo Yi came over without hesitation.
After five or six years, Tenhiro Budokan did not seem to have changed much. The front desk at the entrance was even more dilapidated. Behind the counter sat a chubby, round-faced girl playing with her mobile phone.
Zuo Yi walked over and tapped lightly on the counter.
The round-faced girl immediately woke up and stood up subconsciously. She gave Zuo Yi a very professional smile: "Hello sir, would you like to learn fighting or swordsmanship? Our Tenhiro Budokan's swordsmanship instructors are of the highest standard … "
Zuo Yi hurriedly motioned for her to stop and said: "I'm here to apply for the position of swordsmanship instructor."
"Applying for the position of instructor?"
The round-faced girl was obviously a little disappointed, but she quickly smiled again: "Then please take a seat inside. I'll go find the curator."
Zuo Yi nodded and followed her in.
The round-faced girl asked Zuo Yi to wait in the reception room while she ran to find the curator. She didn't pour Zuo Yi a cup of tea or anything.
Zuo Yi didn't wait in the cramped reception room. Instead, he walked further into the dojo, which was the martial arts training area of the dojo.
Tenhiro Budokan's dojo was about three hundred square meters in area. There was a fighting and swordsmanship arena on both sides. Some fitness equipment was placed in the area near the window, and they were all as old as the floor.
The weather outside was very hot, but there was no air-conditioning in the training hall, so it was very stuffy. The two air conditioners in the corner were just for show. Other than a few people who were cleaning the place, there were no other students around.
It was the same as before.
The scene in front of him made Zuo Yi sigh. Tenhiro Budokan's business had always been bad, and now it seemed to be even worse.
It probably wouldn't last long, right?
He couldn't help but wonder if he was right to apply for the position of swordsmanship instructor.
In Zuo Yi's memory, there were no such professional dojos twenty or thirty years ago. The dojos he saw in the city when he was young were basically taekwondo dojos, Chinese martial arts dojos, boxing dojos, fighting dojos, and so on.
Later on, these various dojos were gradually replaced by a unified dojo. There was also a national Martial Arts Alliance and Martial Arts Competition, and a martial arts assessment system for Professional Fifth Pin and Professional Ninth Pin.
Later on, the World Martial Arts Alliance Competition was born, and the biennial World Martial Arts Competition became a martial arts event that attracted the attention of the world.
Zuo Yi's purpose of learning martial arts and swordsmanship was not only to strengthen his body, but also to protect his mother. He was very talented in fighting and swordsmanship, but he never thought of taking the path of a professional esper. He only used his free time to learn from the dojo.
At that time, Zuo Yi was more curious about martial arts, and he never delved into what was hidden in it.
Now, he stood at a completely different height. Looking back at the dojos, Martial Arts Alliance, Martial Arts Competition, and the martial arts assessment system, it clearly formed a complete training system for Extraordinaires.
It was just like the Knight selection system in the world of Sadeya. Through the basic training of a large number of civilians, outstanding elites were selected and nurtured, and then awakened to extraordinary powers.
However, this system in Sadeya had existed for more than three eras, and it was perfect in all aspects.
In comparison, Bluestar's martial arts system was far from perfect, and the range of people it affected was much narrower.
Zuo Yi did not know much about the situation abroad, but at least the situation in Da Xia was so.
Just as he was thinking, the girl at the front desk led a slender young woman over.
The woman was wearing a clean and tidy white martial arts suit. She had a graceful figure and a beautiful face, and there was a hint of heroism between her eyebrows.
When she saw Zuo Yi, she frowned slightly and seemed to be deep in thought.
Zuo Yi took the initiative to greet her, "Shang Shijie, long time no see."
The beautiful woman's name was Shang Yulin. She was the daughter of Tenhiro Budokan's Curator, Shanghe. She was also a swordsmanship instructor.
In fact, Shang Yulin was two years younger than Zuo Yi, but according to the martial arts rules of "age does not matter", Zuo Yi, who had been practicing martial arts in Tenhiro for two years, had to call her Senior Sister.
"You are Zuo Yi!"
Shang Yulin finally confirmed Zuo Yi's identity. After all, the two had not seen each other for five or six years, and Zuo Yi had changed a lot compared to before.
"It's me."
Zuo Yi asked, "Shang Shijie, Master Shang isn't here?"
He had just heard the receptionist say that she was going to invite the Curator, but the one who came out was Shang Yulin.
Although he paid to practice martial arts, Zuo Yi was half a teacher to Shanghe. Therefore, he called Shanghe Master Shang instead of Curator Shang.
Hearing Zuo Yi ask about Shanghe, Shang Yulin's eyes dimmed, "My father passed away half a year ago."
"Master Shang passed away?"
Zuo Yi was shocked, "How could that be?"
When Zuo Yi was practicing martial arts in Tenhiro Budokan, Shanghe was only in his forties or fifties. How could such a strong and vigorous middle-aged martial artist suddenly pass away a few years later?
Shang Yulin shook her head, as if she didn't want to say anything more. She changed the topic, "Zuo Yi, are you here to apply for a job?"
Zuo Yi said, "I saw Tenhiro's recruitment advertisement at the bus stop over there, so I came to take a look. I didn't expect …"
Shang Yulin hesitated for a moment and said, "Let's talk inside."
Zuo Yi had no objection and followed Shang Yulin to the office inside.
This was where Zuo Yi first met Shanghe. The room was very small, with only a desk and two old sofas as furniture. Shanghe's portrait was displayed on the bookshelf on the right side of the door, and a small incense burner was placed in front of the picture frame.
Zuo Yi saw the incense and lighter next to the incense burner, so he said, "Shang Shijie, I want to light an incense for Master Shang."
Shang Yulin nodded silently.
Zuo Yi took the three incense sticks and lit them with the lighter. He held them with both hands and bowed three times in front of Shanghe's portrait.
He inserted the incense sticks into the incense burner and said silently in his heart, "Master Shang, I still don't know the cause of your death, and Shijie is unwilling to say. If you died unjustly, then I will definitely clear your name and let you rest in peace in the River Styx."
Zuo Yi's knight's consciousness immediately reacted as the brand of faith that represented keeping one's promise vibrated abruptly.
He remembered his promise!
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