Starting as a dockworker

Chapter 39 Old Xiao's convulsions, benevolence and righteousness!

Xiao Zhenshan could tell at a glance that Li Xiao's Guiyuan Stance had been perfected.

Even Chen Zhenyue, the most talented of the apprentices, couldn't have done it in a single day.

The Guiyuan Zhenwu Technique is a superior martial arts method, among which stance training is extremely crucial.

Even at later stages, daily standing meditation practice can improve strength.

Many inner disciples, such as Xiao Yingjun, have reached the Bone Forging Realm but have not yet achieved mastery.

To achieve mastery, one needs to accurately grasp the subtle harmony between stance training and breathing.

Things that can only be understood intuitively cannot be taught; they depend entirely on one's own comprehension.

However, has Li Xiao already reached a high level of mastery?

I just went out for a short while, what exactly happened?

"Who taught you?"

Xiao Zhenshan looked around, searching for the figure.

"Master, it's me, it's me."

Xiao Yingjun raised his hand and ran over.

"You taught your fourth senior brother to the point of mastering stance training?"

Xiao Zhenshan said, squinting his eyes.

"master....."

Upon hearing this, Xiao Yingjun finally understood.

Even the master himself was surprised.

These fourth senior brothers are probably not what everyone guessed; they had never trained with their master before!

So, this was his first time practicing martial arts...

Mastery of stance training combined with innate superhuman strength...

Hiss...

Huo Yingjun gasped for breath.

"I'm asking you a question, what are you doing convulsing like that?"

Xiao Zhenshan frowned slightly.

"master..."

Huo Yingjun patted his chest and said, "To be honest, under my careful guidance, my senior brother has already mastered the Guiyuan stance training."

Xiao Zhenshan asked, "How many times did you teach it?"

Huo Yingjun: "Just once."

Xiao Zhenshan: "Hiss hiss hiss!!!"

Huo Yingjun: "Master, you're having convulsions too..."

At this moment, Xiao Zhenshan was seen returning.

Li Xiao exhaled, opened his eyes, and stopped his stance.

"My disciple," Xiao Zhenshan immediately went over warmly, asking with concern, "Have you been practicing your stance all afternoon?"

Li Xiao nodded: "Yes."

Xiao Zhenshan said kindly, "This kind of intensity is very damaging to the body. Here's what I'll do: I'll arrange for the cook to prepare an extra meal for you later. You can also have dinner in the cafeteria to make up for the damage to your body."

Li Xiao: "How can I accept this... This meal must have cost a lot of money."

Xiao Zhenshan laughed and said, "Talking about money is too formal. It's vulgar for us, master and disciple, to talk about money."

Li Xiao cupped his hands in greeting: "Then I shall respectfully accept your offer..."

Xiao Zhenshan nodded slightly, looking at Li Xiao as if he had seen a rare treasure.

With such terrifying talent, it's no wonder that the fortune teller took him as her apprentice.

I'm afraid it won't be long before this guy surpasses me...

The conversation between the two was witnessed by others, and the inner disciples were completely convinced.

Their guesses were all wishful thinking; the truth is just that terrifying...

An incredibly terrifying talent...

Even the master was so shocked that he convulsed.

Xiao Zhenshan smiled and nodded at Li Xiao, then began to discuss serious matters with his disciples.

The county magistrate wanted to establish three demon-slaying teams, and Guiyuan Martial Arts School got eight spots.

Disciples at the Refining Strength level or above can join, with a monthly salary of one hundred silver dollars plus a bonus for slaying demons.

If any inner disciple is willing to go, they will become the team leader, with a monthly salary of three hundred silver dollars.

Upon hearing this, Li Xiao was extremely surprised.

A monthly salary of one hundred yuan?

There's a bonus too??

Based on Li Xiao's understanding of this world during this period, the average factory worker's monthly wage was about fifteen silver dollars, government employees earned around thirty silver dollars, and teachers earned twenty silver dollars...

One hundred silver dollars is undoubtedly a high income.

No wonder city dwellers are all eager to get into Guiyuan Martial Arts School.

There are no job fairs or recruitment markets in this world; it's all about referrals from acquaintances.

As long as you achieve something at the martial arts school, you'll have access to these lucrative opportunities.

Once I get a job, I can quickly earn back the money I spent at the martial arts school.

"Master, I'm signing up."

"I'm signing up too..."

"I'm signing up..."

Immediately, many outer disciples raised their hands to sign up for the job.

Xiao Zhenshan selected eight disciples from among them who weren't particularly qualified but were just waiting for work.

These disciples wanted to continue their breakthroughs, but unfortunately, resources were limited and their families couldn't provide support.

At this point, finding a job is the best option; you can earn money to buy martial arts resources and continue practicing martial arts.

"Among the inner disciples, is there anyone who wants to be the Demon-Slaying Team Leader? There is one spot available."

After selecting the outer disciples, Xiao Zhenshan asked another question.

There are nearly twenty martial arts schools in the city, and three demon-slaying teams.

The fact that Guiyuan Martial Arts School was able to secure a captain's position is enough to demonstrate its importance in the city.

"Master, I'll go."

"Master, it's me."

At the same time, two hands were raised, belonging to the sixth senior brother Yuan Heng and the eighth senior brother Huo Yingjun.

Xiao Zhenshan pointed directly at Yuan Heng and said, "Yuan Heng, go ahead and take good care of the disciples in our sect. Be careful in everything you do."

While it's said that he's taking care of the disciples, it's actually mutual. The disciples are all considered family, and by banding together and following Yuan Heng, they form a force that can solidify his position in the demon-slaying team.

Yuan Heng nodded: "Yes, Master."

Huo Yingjun looked dejected.

Xiao Zhenshan chuckled and teased, "Handsome, why are you getting involved? Your father's vast fortune is waiting for you to inherit."

As soon as he finished speaking, a burst of laughter erupted from the surrounding area.

Huo Yingjun said speechlessly, "Sigh, who would want to inherit his shabby fortune? What I'm pursuing is freedom..."

"Huh..."

The disciples all booed and sneered.

It's clear that the atmosphere at Guiyuan Martial Arts School is very harmonious.

Xiao Zhenshan was not as serious as he appeared; he mingled with all the disciples in the sect.

To be honest, Li Xiao has gradually started to like this martial arts school...

At five o'clock in the afternoon, the martial arts school closed, and the students left one after another.

Some apprentices from other places who were in poor condition lived in the martial arts school.

In the canteen, Xiao Zhenshan had the cook prepare the dishes, and the master and apprentice sat down to eat and chat about their parents.

Upon learning that Li Xiao also had a mother hospitalized at Renji Hospital, Xiao Zhenshan said that he had acquaintances there and asked if he could make a request to arrange for her to be placed in the best ward.

Li Xiao said no need, as there was an old lady in his mother's room with whom he could chat.

Living alone in a VIP ward can be quite boring.

Then, Xiao Zhenshan took the opportunity to personally explain the rules and regulations of the martial arts school.

There are three main points.

First, martial arts students must unite and not scheme against each other.

Secondly, one must not abuse one's power to bully others or use force to oppress ordinary people.

Third, you must never work for foreigners.

The first two points are tolerable, but the last point is absolutely untouchable; it's Lao Xiao's bottom line.

From these rules, Li Xiao saw a kind-hearted Xiao Zhenshan.

Although the country was already devastated, he still did his best to serve his country.

Li Xiao said with a smile, "Old Xiao, I have something I'd like to say to you."

"Oh?"

Xiao Zhenshan smiled and said, "Tell me about it?"

Li Xiao said, "If it benefits the country, I will risk my life; how can I avoid it because of personal gain or loss? The rules you set up teach not only martial arts, but also 'benevolence' and 'morality'. I, Li Xiao, truly admire you."

Upon hearing this, Xiao Zhenshan paused slightly in mid-air, his hand holding the chopsticks still.

He slowly raised his eyes and looked at his young apprentice with a clear and upright gaze.

These words struck him like a heavy hammer, hitting the long-silent bell in his heart.

Under the dim yellow lights of the cafeteria, the air seemed to freeze.

The martial arts school owner, known for his strong character, had slightly hot eyes.

He ran a martial arts school, teaching and spreading his knowledge. In a world where foreigners were rampant and demons were rising, he persevered in upholding his sense of national duty. Few people truly understood his dedication.

But now a young man who has only been here for two days has hit the nail on the head.

"Good, very good, you understand me perfectly, my disciple..."

Xiao Zhenshan's voice was a little hoarse as he gently patted Li Xiao's shoulder.

All the words I wanted to say were ultimately reduced to a sigh filled with endless emotion and relief.

After a long while, he picked up his chopsticks to pick up some food, then froze.

A table full of dishes, now only empty plates remain.

Xiao Zhenshan: "Huh, where's the food?"

Li Xiao rubbed his stomach and let out a burp: "They went where they were supposed to go..."

Xiao Zhenshan: "????"