In less than half an hour, Wang Jiaojiao returned to the swordsmanship room.
She had changed into a new set of clean blademaster clothes. Her rosy cheeks were moist. It was obvious that she had just taken a hot shower and her mental state had recovered a lot.
"Teacher."
This delicate girl looked a lot more well-behaved. Her eyes were no longer as brash and lively as before.
Zuo Yi asked, "Do you still want to continue learning from me?"
This was the second and last time he asked her. If she didn't have the courage to persist, then there was no need to waste each other's time and energy.
Wang Jiaojiao's eyes flashed with a touch of fear. The painful torture she had experienced before had left her with a lot of psychological trauma. Now that she thought about it, she still had a lingering fear.
But Wang Jiaojiao still gritted her teeth and said, "Yes!"
Just now, she had called her father and told him about her apprenticeship under Zuo Yi in Tenhiro Budokan. Then, Wang Yongqiang expressed his full support and thought that she had done the right thing.
Wang Yongqiang told her that Zuo Yi was not only her savior, but also a master with great ability. It was her good fortune to be able to meet Zuo Yi. He told her that she must firmly grasp this opportunity!
Although Wang Jiaojiao's personality was a bit rebellious, she was also a very smart girl. Although she had been "tortured" by Zuo Yi to the point that she wanted to jump off a building on the spot, after that, she deeply experienced an indescribable feeling of comfort and joy.
She felt as if her whole person had been reborn!
She had practiced gymnastics and yoga, and also learned a few self-defense techniques. She had never heard of any moves that could achieve such amazing results after practice.
Zuo Yi nodded, "Then you continue to practice."
He had given her the opportunity. Whether she could grasp it or not was up to Wang Jiaojiao.
The moves that Zuo Yi taught her were also a knight's body refining technique. Although it was different from what he taught Sun Qiang, it was still tailor-made for her. As long as she persevered in practicing, it would bring about great changes to her.
"I will definitely work hard!"
Wang Jiaojiao clenched her fists. Clearly, she had made up her mind. "I am the Eldest Senior Sister!"
No matter what, he couldn't lose to Little Fatty, right?
"Eldest senior sister?"
Zuo Yi smiled and said, "According to the rules of martial arts, there is no age or seniority. Sun Qiang is the first student to enter my sect, so you are not qualified to call yourself Eldest Senior Sister. He is the Eldest Senior Brother."
Xiao Qiang was overjoyed when he heard this. He wanted to hug Zuo Yi's thigh and kiss it: Teacher is mighty! Long live Teacher! Teacher is number one in the world!
He couldn't help but puff out his chest, and his chubby face revealed an uncontrollable joy.
I'm the Eldest Senior Brother!
Wang Jiaojiao lowered her head. She did not dare to argue and was not convinced.
"Don't be happy too early."
Zuo Yi turned his face and poured a bucket of cold water on Little Fatty. "There is another rule. There is no age or seniority in learning. The one who reaches the top is first. After a while, you two will compete. Whoever wins will be the Eldest Senior Brother or Eldest Senior Sister."
Many martial arts dojos encouraged students to compete with each other. With competition, there would be improvement. The stronger one would have a higher ranking, and the better treatment and resources they would receive!
If you were the most talented, the strongest, and could win glory for the dojo, then even if you were the last to enter, everyone would still respect you.
If your ability was not good, your ability was poor, and you became the Eldest Senior Brother because you were the first to enter, would you be able to sit in this position steadily?
Compared to the rule of "seniority in learning, seniority in learning", Zuo Yi was more in favor of "seniority in learning, seniority in learning."
Because martial arts was the way to progress, if you did not advance, you would fall behind. The capable would rise, and the incapable would fall!
Wang Jiaojiao's eyes lit up. She looked at Sun Qiang and said silently, "Eldest Senior Brother, let's wait and see!"
Student Xiao Qiang subconsciously shrank his head, but he immediately straightened his chest and bravely looked at Wang Jiaojiao's provocation.
Who's afraid of who!
Their gazes collided in the air, creating invisible sparks.
"Daddy …"
Bao 'er tugged at Zuo Yi's trousers, looked up and asked innocently, "Then do I want to compete with Eldest Senior Sister and Eldest Senior Brother?"
Woof!
Teck, who was lying on the floor, immediately jumped up excitedly, wagging his tail and volunteering: Let Woof do it, let Woof do it. Woof will eat one in one bite, two in two bites!
Zuo Yi smiled and rubbed the little girl's head. He said, "Of course you don't need to. You are still too young. It won't be too late to compete with Eldest Senior Brother and Eldest Senior Sister when you grow up."
How could his daughter be compared to two apprentices?
In fact, whether it was Sun Qiang or Wang Jiaojiao, Zuo Yi was just fulfilling his duty as an instructor of the martial arts dojo.
The two of them paid the tuition fees, and he taught them. In addition to repaying Shanghe's kindness, he also harvested some power of faith.
Teaching apprentices could earn him some power of faith.
As for the instructors' share, Zuo Yi was not short of money now!
The little girl was his sweetheart. She was the closest person to him, and he was willing to pay any price to take care of and nurture her.
How could they compare?
Bao 'er nodded. "Oh."
Teck lay back on the floor in disappointment, wagging his tail weakly.
Zuo Yi said to Wang Jiaojiao and Sun Qiang, "Practice by yourselves."
As soon as he finished speaking, he suddenly heard a commotion outside. He frowned.
"I'm going out for a bit."
After leaving the sword room, Zuo Yi went to the hall outside and saw a large group of people gathered at the entrance.
Tenhiro had never been so lively since he came back to the dojo.
Shang Yulin, Zhang Dahai, and a dozen or so new and old students were all there.
Ever since he had suffered at Zuo Yi's hands during their first meeting, Zhang Dahai probably knew that he couldn't afford to offend Zuo Yi, so he didn't cause any more trouble for Zuo Yi. He didn't even talk to Zuo Yi, minding his own business and teaching his students.
Now, he stood in front of Shang Yulin with an ugly expression.
Compared to the group of people blocking the dojo's entrance, Tenhiro's side was very weak.
There were almost twenty people on the other side. Although there was not much difference in the number of people on both sides, they were all valiant elites. They wore the same gray martial arts suit, and their aura completely overwhelmed Tenhiro's side.
Among them, the man who confronted Zhang Dahai was even more burly and strong. His voice was loud and clear. "What's wrong? Is Tenhiro so poor that you can't even afford to treat us to a few cups of tea? You don't welcome us! "
The people behind him immediately roared with laughter, looking very arrogant and unscrupulous.
Xiao Yuan, who was at the front desk, shrunk to a corner. Many of the students behind Shang Yulin and Zhang Dahai showed fearful expressions.
They subconsciously took a few steps back and looked at each other.
Zhang Dahai asked sternly, "Chang Hongkuo, what are you trying to do by bringing so many people to Tenhiro?"
"What am I trying to do?"
The burly man stretched out his little finger and picked his nose. He chuckled and said, "Zhang Dahai, can't I bring my Junior Brothers to Tenhiro to exchange pointers with you?"
Zhang Dahai said in a deep voice, "Tenhiro doesn't welcome people from Mountain Sea!"
The burly man, Chang Hongkuo, and the dozen men behind him were all wearing martial arts suits with the words "Mountain Sea Martial Arts" embroidered on their chests, clearly indicating their identity and origin.
Yamakai Budokan!
Zuo Yi, who quietly came to Shang Yulin's side, had a glint in his eyes.
Zuo Yi was no stranger to Yamakai Budokan. This dojo was only two streets away from Tenhiro Budokan, about a few hundred meters away.
Tenhiro and Mountain Sea were rivals. When Zuo Yi was learning martial arts in Tenhiro, the two clans had a dispute.
At that time, Shanghe was still there. Tenhiro Budokan had more than 20 fighting and swordsmanship instructors, three senior instructors, and more than 200 students. The scale of its strength was firmly superior to that of Mountain Sea.
But the glory of the past had long since fallen. Now, Tenhiro only had two or three kittens left. It was completely incomparable to Yamakai Budokan.
The other party was obviously here to challenge the dojo today!
It was very common for martial arts schools to have dealings with each other, but it also depended on the situation. Some were friendly exchanges, and some were challenges, which were also known as challenges.
In Tenhiro's current situation, to be honest, it was basically impossible for anyone to challenge the dojo.
Because there was no glory to speak of even if they won.
In addition, even if it was a challenge, the host had to be willing to accept. Forcing a challenge was not only against Wu Meng's rules, but also against the law.
So when he saw so many people coming aggressively, Zuo Yi felt that something was wrong.
"It's not up to you to say whether I welcome you or not!"
Chang Hongkuo said disdainfully, "I want to talk to Dojo Master Shang. Please move aside. A good dog doesn't block the way!"
"You!"
Zhang Dahai suddenly flew into a rage and could not help but clench his fists.
"What do you want to say to me?"
Shang Yulin stopped him in time, stepped forward and said coldly, "Our Tenhiro has nothing to say to Mountain Sea!"
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