Chapter 32: Martial arts first purpose (2/2)

Lu Lu still leaned in front of the main hall and said, ”He is in charge, since Heifengzhai was destroyed by you, should you have a good harvest?”

Xi Jun often laughed: ”It's a little bit.”

青 Li Qingyang learned that the pirates were destroyed, and the thought of killing the people meant that there was a heart of chivalrous people.

Lu Lu's focus is on the harvest. Obviously, he has no interest in anything, only interest in money.

大 My big disciple and my second disciple have very different personalities.

”Head.”

青 Li Qingyang said: ”Is the courtyard still under renovation?”

”Renovation, of course.”

Xi Jun often laughed that he was rich now, and threw him a few golden bricks boldly: ”Is this enough?”

”Enough ... Enough!”

Although Li Qingyang is from a famous family, he has always been bored in practice. Where has he seen such a heavy brick?

”Have the other disciples come to the martial arts to report?”

”Hey, here you are!”

”Come on, let's gather at Yanwu Stadium tomorrow morning.”

”Yes!”

Uh ...

The next day.

Xun Jun often smiled wearing a rather clean robe, standing on the steps of the hall.

In the Yanwu martial arts field, 98 disciples stood neatly because they did not distribute uniform style clothing and wore different clothes.

I have to find a tailor as soon as possible to make a group of martial arts clothing.

”Cough!”

Xun Jun often laughed and coughed twice, with his hands behind his back and saying: ”Since you come to the Iron Skeleton School, you must keep in mind that the first purpose of the School is to be the Iron Skeleton Party and do the Iron Skeleton thing!”

”So what are iron bones, what is iron bones?”

Xun Jun often smiled and paused, and said, ”Inner and martial arts share the same honor and disgrace, and advance together and retreat. If you are a layman and sit properly, you are the hard-bodied person!”

The disciples chanted in unison: ”Together with honor and disgrace, advance and retreat together, behave well and sit properly!”

Xun Jun often laughed and said, ”In the face of other people's insults and provocations, if you can do what you can, you must return your color. Even in the face of death, you must straighten your spine. If you are afraid of death, you are doing iron bones!”

”Yes!”

The disciples shouted in unison ~~ dissolved. ”Jun Chang smiled and waved, leaving.

The disciples of Yanwu Taken look at me with a stern look. You see me, I see you, thinking to you; What do you mean by the sentence of the head?

Uh ...

I first summoned my disciples to open a teacher's meeting. Jun Changxiao didn't talk too much about it, but just pointed out the most important purpose.

Of course, martial arts must not have only one purpose. There must be more comprehensive door rules, so Li Qingyang was called to discuss.

”Head, the rules are set by you and the senior management of the martial arts, the disciples are not eligible to participate.”

Li Qingyang said humblely.

”This seat says that if you are qualified, you are qualified.” Jun Changxiao passed the written door regulations and said, ”Quickly, see if there is anything that needs to be changed and added.”

”This one……”

青 Li Qingyang was quite embarrassed, but he read the door rules on the paper, gave corresponding corrections, and added some necessary door rules. For example, the disciples cannot leave the school without permission, and they must not kill each other.

After a few discussions, the iron-bone faction's rules were initially completed.

Is no different from other martial arts rules, but more emphasis on people who do iron bones, do iron bones.

Xun Jun often laughed and handed over a piece of papyrus and said, ”Go to the town and find a tailor with good craftsmanship. According to the drawings and specifications, and the proportion of male and female disciples, make two uniforms for them.

”Uniforms?”

青 Li Qingyang is a little embarrassed.

Xun Jun often laughed: ”It is the uniform of the martial arts.”

”Oh.”

青 Li Qingyang took it over and saw the different dresses of men and women painted on straw paper, and suddenly stunned: ”The palm ... the head ... is this dress a bit ...”

”Go!”

”Yes!”