Papa Paladin

  Chapter 10 Tenhong Budokan

  Out of the tavern, walking along the boulevard for several hundred meters, Zuo Yi arrived at Hangzhou University, where he was studying.

  It is now during the summer vacation, and the campus is empty at this time, only a few students are playing football on the huge playground, and several teaching buildings wrapped in glass curtain walls in the rear are shining brightly in the sunlight.

  Zuo Yi looked at his alma mater through the fence, but didn't go in.

  Although there are many good memories of him in it.

  Go forward to the intersection, Zuo Yi turns right and walks towards the nearest bus stop.

  He has walked this road countless times. When he was studying at Hangzhou University, he often took the No. 208 bus from here, and then transferred to the No. 97 bus at Nanqiao Station to return to Linjiang Town.

  When he came to the bus shelter, Zuo Yi's eyes fell on the light box advertisement in the bus shelter——Tianhong Budokan is recruiting for fighting and swordsmanship teaching, and the salary interview for the third grade and above.

The inkjet painting with white letters on a red background is very eye-catching. Apart from two lines of large characters, there is no pattern decoration, and a row of addresses and contact numbers is very simple. It should be a temporary recruitment advertisement, and it will be removed after a few days. kind.

   Zuo Yi couldn't help but feel a move in his heart.

  At this time, a bus pulled into the platform, which happened to be No. 208 that Zuo Yi wanted to take.

  But he didn't get on the bus, but turned around and left the bus stop and returned to the previous intersection, waited for the green light to cross the zebra crossing, walked a hundred meters, and came to an old building.

This 20-story building has been around for quite some time, and the paint on the exterior wall has been washed off by the wind and rain. It is dusty and ugly. There are various signboards hanging on it in a mess, most of them are such-and-such hotels, Such-and-such beauty salon, such-and-such education, etc.

  Zuo Yi easily found the signboard with the words "Tianhong Budokan (4th floor hidden in it.

   It’s still the original one.

  He walked into the building with a smile, and took the stairs to the Tianhong Budokan on the 4th floor without taking the elevator.

   Zuo Yi is no stranger to this place and Tianhong Budokan.

  Because he has been practicing fighting and fencing in Tianhong Budokan for nearly two years, and during this period he has obtained the certificate of the third-level professional fencing, which can be said to have benefited a lot.

   Without this experience of practicing martial arts and the skills he has mastered, Zuo Yi, who had just traveled to the world of Sadeya, would probably have died in the mouth of the wild wolf, and he would not be what he is now.

  So Zuo Yi came over without hesitation when he saw the recruitment advertisement of Tianhong Budokan in the bus shelter.

  After five or six years, Tianhong Budokan seems to have not changed much. The front desk at the entrance is even more dilapidated. Behind the counter is a chubby little girl with a round face, playing with her mobile phone.

  Zuo Yi walked over, reached out and tapped lightly on the counter.

The round-faced girl woke up immediately, stood up subconsciously, and showed a very professional smile to Zuo Yi: "Hi sir, do you want to learn fighting or swordsmanship? The swordsmanship teaching level of our Tianhong Budokan is the highest ..."

  Zuo Yi hurriedly signaled her to stop, and said, "I'm here to apply for a swordsmanship instructor."

   "Are you applying for a teaching position?"

  The round-faced girl was obviously disappointed, but soon smiled again: "Then please sit inside, I will go to the curator."

  Zuo Yi nodded and followed the other party in.

  The round-faced girl asked Zuo Yi to wait in the reception room first, and ran to find the curator by herself, but she didn't pour Zuo Yi a cup of tea or anything.

  Zuo Yi did not sit and wait in the cramped reception room, but walked into the dojo further inside, which is the daily martial arts practice area of ​​the martial arts hall.

  Tianhong Budokan's dojo area is about 300 square meters. There is a fighting and sword competition ring on the left and right. There are some fitness equipment in the area by the window, which are as old as the floor.

The weather outside is very hot, but there is no air-conditioning in the dojo, so it looks very stuffy. The two vertical air conditioners in the corner are completely for decoration. Apart from a few people who are doing cleaning work, there are no students around. .

  It’s the same as before.

  The scene in front of him made Zuo Yi sigh. The business of Tianhong Budokan has not been very good, and now it seems to be even worse.

   I guess it won't last long, right?

  He couldn't help thinking whether it was right for him to come here to apply for a job as a swordsmanship instructor.

In Zuo Yi's memory, there were no such professional martial arts gyms twenty or thirty years ago. The martial arts gyms he saw in urban areas when he was a child were basically taekwondo gyms, martial arts gyms, boxing gyms, fighting gyms, etc. Wait.

   Later, these various martial arts gyms were gradually replaced by unified martial arts halls, and there were national martial arts alliances and martial arts competitions, and a martial arts assessment system with five occupations and nine occupations was formulated.

   Later, the World Martial Arts Federation Competition was born, and the biennial World Martial Arts Championship became a martial arts event that attracted worldwide attention.

Zuo Yi's purpose of learning martial arts and swordsmanship is not only to strengthen his body, but also to protect his mother. He has very good talents in fighting and swordsmanship, but he has never thought about taking the road of professionalism, so he uses his spare time to Study in Budokan.

  At that time, Zuo Yi was more curious about martial arts, and never delved into what was hidden inside.

   Now he is standing at a completely different height. Looking back at the emergence of the Budokan, the Martial Arts Alliance, the Budo Contest and the Budo Examination System, it is clear that a complete training system for preparing superhumans has been formed.

  It is like the knight selection system in the world of Sadya. Through the basic training of a large number of civilians, outstanding elite talents are selected from them to focus on training, and then stimulate their awakening extraordinary power.

   It's just that Sadya's system has existed for more than three epochs, and all aspects have been perfected to the extreme.

   In comparison, Blue Star's martial arts system is still far behind, and the range of people affected is relatively narrow.

   Zuo Yi doesn't know much about the situation abroad, but at least that's the case in Daxia's country.

   As he was thinking, the little girl at the front desk led a slender young woman over.

  The woman was wearing a clean and tidy plain white martial arts uniform, with a graceful figure and a beautiful appearance, with a bit of heroism between her brows.

  Seeing Zuo Yi, she frowned slightly thoughtfully.

  Zuo Yi took the initiative to greet: "Sister Shang, long time no see."

  This beautiful woman is named Shang Yulin, the daughter of Shang He, the curator of Tianhong Budokan, and also a swordsmanship instructor.

  Actually, Shang Yulin is two years younger than Zuo Yi, and he just follows the martial arts rules of "the order of entry into the Tao, and the age has no age", so Zuo Yi, who has practiced martial arts in Tianhong for two years, has to call her senior sister.

   "You are Zuo Yi!"

  Shang Yulin finally confirmed Zuo Yi's identity. After all, the two hadn't seen each other for five or six years, and Zuo Yi had changed a bit compared to that year.

"it's me."

  Zuo Yi asked: "Sister Shang, is Master Shang not here?"

  He just heard the little girl at the front desk say to invite the curator, but Shang Yulin was brought out.

  Although it is paid to practice martial arts, Zuo Yi has a half-teacher friendship with Shang He, so he is called Shang He Shang Master instead of Shang Curator.

  Listening to Zuo Yi's question about Shang He, Shang Yulin's eyes darkened: "My father passed away half a year ago."

   "Master Shang passed away?"

  Zuo Yi was taken aback suddenly: "How could this happen?"

  When Zuo Yi was practicing in Tianhong Martial Arts Hall, Shang He was only in his forties and fifties. How could a middle-aged martial artist with a strong physique and vigorous vitality die suddenly 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 Tianhong's recruitment advertisement at the bus station over there, so I came over 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.

  It was here that Zuo Yi saw Shang He for the first time. The room was small, with only a desk and two old sofas. On the bookshelf on the right side of the entrance was a portrait of Shang He, and a small incense burner was placed in front of the photo frame.

   Zuo Yi saw incense sticks and a lighter next to the incense burner, so he said, "Sister Shang, I want to offer incense to Master Shang."

  Shang Yulin nodded silently.

  Zuo Yi took three sticks of incense and lit them with a lighter, held them in both hands and bowed three times to the portrait of Shang He.

He put the incense sticks on the incense burner, and said silently in his heart: "Master Shang, I still don't know the cause of your death, and my senior sister is not willing to say it. If you died unjustly and unfairly, then I will definitely clear up your grievances and ask you to pay back." Fairness, let you rest in peace in the River Styx."

  As Zuo Yi thought, the knight's heart reacted immediately, and the brand of faith representing keeping promises suddenly shook.

   Take note of his promise!

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   Ask for tickets on Monday, friends who have tickets support a few, thank you!

  (end of this chapter)