The scene suddenly quieted down again.
If an ordinary person went up and used a stick to hit Luo Yang, it would be different.
But now two students from Yingyan Martial Arts School were stepping forward, and it smelled a bit like a challenge.
If Luo Yang was hit or injured, then his martial arts school would be finished.
Facing two young men, Luo Yang stood with his hands behind his back.
"Come, hit me," Luo Yang said with a smile.
When the martial arts skills are about the same, whether or not there are weapons in hand makes a difference.
Earlier, Luo Yang had shattered 5 red bricks with one punch, but now he was not using his hands, letting people hit him, and the two young men did not need to have any concerns.
The two exchanged a glance and then pounced towards Luo Yang.
No matter whether it's two strong young men who practiced martial arts or just ordinary men wielding sticks wildly, the force is not small.
The only sound was the whooshing of the air as the sticks swung through it.
The square-faced young man and the big-eyed young man attacked Luo Yang from left and right, each strike with great force, clearly trying to embarrass Luo Yang.
However, the subtlety of Luo Yang's "Shadow Fist" lay in its passive evasion.
If the enemy did not strike, well and good, but once they did, it was the same as enhancing Luo Yang's defensive capabilities.
The onlookers were actually worried for Luo Yang, seeing two strong men swinging their sticks fiercely, as a single hit, not to mention on flesh and blood, could dent even metal.
In the blink of an eye, a minute had passed, and the two men hadn't managed to hit Luo Yang once.
If the two men hadn't admitted they were students from Yingyan Martial Arts School, the spectators would have thought the three were cooperating in a performance.
"Want to continue?"
Luo Yang asked while moving.
He had let them attack for two minutes, but they showed no signs of stopping.
The two men, naturally unwilling to admit defeat, did not answer, but continued attacking with their sticks.
Luo Yang kicked one over, ending the fight.
The two men crawled away.
The martial arts performance was over, and next was Suyun's dance.
Alone, she chose to perform a pole dance.
Dressed in athletic leggings and a sports top, Suyun's S-shaped curves especially caught the eye.
It was also Luo Yang's first time seeing Suyun pole dance; her movements were skilled, her sweet face paired with sensual dance movements, creating a unique charm.
After the fifth program was over, the opening ceremony was concluded.
A gold-lettered plaque hung at the entrance of the martial arts school, written in cursive "Jingwu Gate Martial Arts School" with five characters.
The interior decoration was quite simple, other than some fitness equipment, there was also a relatively thick carpet, used for training in throwing techniques.
A small space was sectioned off at the back to serve as an office.
On the first day of opening, it was time to accept disciples.
Fang Lin and Lang Yifeng among others kneeled before Luo Yang, officially becoming his disciples.
As everyone was taking photos to commemorate the occasion, suddenly a tall young woman walked in.
No one greeted the tall woman, indicating she was unfamiliar with everyone present.
Chen Jie asked, "Who are you looking for?"
The tall young woman said, "I want to request apprenticeship."
Hearing her say this, everyone turned their gaze towards her.
Just looking at her face and figure, the tall young woman was a standard beauty, her ripped jeans and ponytail ill-matching the cold glamour on her pretty face.
From the moment she walked into the martial arts school to the moment she voiced her desire to request apprenticeship, she remained composed.
The tall woman's gaze held a trace of disdain as she stood before everyone, showing no signs of shyness or unease.
Previously, acquaintances had requested apprenticeship, and now a strange beautiful woman had appeared wanting to do the same, making Luo Yang very happy.
It's said that all beginnings are hard, yet he didn't expect to receive disciples on the first day.
"How much is the tuition?" the tall woman asked.
"Junior level self-defense techniques, three thousand yuan to guarantee learning; Middle level martial arts, thirty thousand yuan to guarantee learning; High level Kung Fu, one hundred thousand yuan to guarantee learning," Luo Yang said.
When pretty women learn martial arts, they generally just dabble.
Hong Jiaxin wanted to learn martial arts for revenge, naturally she wanted to learn high-level skills and would work harder than other beauties.
Luo Yang thought tall women only wanted to learn a few moves for self-defense, but she surprised him by saying, "Then I'll learn high-level Kung Fu, should I transfer the money to you?"
"Yes."
The tall woman then instantly transferred the money to Luo Yang via mobile, not a penny less, exactly one hundred thousand yuan.
It was only when registering her name that everyone learned the tall woman's name was Zhang Jing.
Having netted a wealthy and beautiful disciple, Luo Yang was overjoyed, calculating in his head that if he could take on a thousand such disciples, he would have an income of a hundred million.
"Classes start tomorrow, I'll start teaching you high-level martial arts," Luo Yang said.
"Master, I have a small request, I want to live with you to facilitate communication," Zhang Jing said.
It was already curious enough that a wealthy and beautiful woman came to be a disciple.
Now saying she wanted to live with her master shocked everyone present.
Luo Yang didn't mind and smiled as he glanced around to see what expressions Tang Guihua and An Yuying had.
"There's no room," An Yuying said.
It was true that Qin Piao's house was full.
Yet Zhang Jing insisted, "It's okay to live in a nearby house. As long as I live close to the master, that would be sufficient."
Hearing her say this, Tang Guihua and An Yuying's pretty faces brightened a bit.
Finding a place for Zhang Jing to stay in Hongyun Brigade wasn't difficult.
The hostel at the Village Office, where Fang Lin used to stay, was still vacant and could accommodate Zhang Jing.
Luo Yang was worried that someone like Zhang Jing, a wealthy and beautiful woman, might have grown up in a protected environment and might not adapt to the monotonous rural life once she moved to the countryside.
"I live in the countryside," Luo Yang reminded.
"It's fine, the scenery in the countryside is quite nice," Zhang Jing said.
"Isn't your home in the county town?" Luo Yang asked casually.
Since the martial arts school was in the county town and if Zhang Jing's home was in the county town, it would be more convenient for her to stay at her own place.
Luo Yang would often come to the martial arts school anyway.
Zhang Jing hesitated before replying, "Yes. I'm used to living in the county town, but I'd like to live in the countryside for a while. Most importantly, I hope to be by your side every day and have more interactions with you."
Afterward, Luo Yang and the beauties discussed for a while and agreed to Zhang Jing's request.
Normally, Zhang Jing would have said she was going to go home to pack her things and then go with Luo Yang to Hongyun Brigade.
But Zhang Jing stayed in the martial arts school as if she didn't need to bring anything.
It was already time for lunch, so Luo Yang invited everyone to the hotel for a meal.
Zhang Jing went along.
After lunch, Luo Yang suddenly remembered that the martial arts school usually needed a receptionist to attend to people who came to inquire about discipleship matters.
In a conversation, Qiao Zai Shui volunteered, "Master, since I'm free most of the time, let me handle the martial arts school."
Shuang Qiao's company had been facing some troubles recently, particularly the pressure exerted by Wang Yunxiong, which could ruin their company at any moment. They were prepared to stick with Luo Yang.
"Alright, how much salary do you want?" Luo Yang asked with a smile.
"Master, how about ten or twenty thousand yuan?" Qiao Zai Shui said with a smile.
"Then I can't afford you," Luo Yang knew Qiao Zai Shui was joking. "Three thousand yuan a month, how about that?"
Qiao Zai Shui was only temporarily helping Luo Yang with the martial arts school.
"Talking about money hurts feelings, you are my master. Managing the martial arts school for you is something I should do. I won't take any money," Qiao Zai Shui said.
Three thousand yuan wasn't much, and since Qiao Zai Shui refused, Luo Yang didn't insist.
So it was preliminarily decided, Qiao Zai Shui would help Luo Yang manage the martial arts school.
Leaving the hotel, everyone headed back to Hongyun Brigade.
Luo Yang saw that Zhang Jing was going to Hongyun Brigade with empty hands, not even bringing a set of clothes, and thought she must have forgotten.