Vol 9 Chapter 45: Kill a hundred

After a few minutes, those Wudang disciples came in lazily. Fang Lang looked at them back and forth and said, "What do you all look like? Zhang Zhenren just left. You should get up earlier than usual. Today is the first time. It's the last time, from now on, you are not allowed to do it again."
Those disciples didn't pretend to listen, they were still lazy, and Fang Lang thought, I just became the head of the Wudang faction, if I didn't teach them a lesson, they would definitely not know how great.
Thinking of this, Fang Lang looked back and forth, and he wanted to have the effect of slaughtering chickens, so he called out a few disciples, because among these disciples, they had the highest prestige and the oldest.
Therefore, Fang Lang said loudly: "As seniors, you should set a good example. If you don't punish you well today, you will be even more lawless in the future."
After speaking, Fang Lang was about to punish them, but he called several disciples over and said, "These disciples are beating me hard. If I don't say stop, you are not allowed to stop."
The disciples immediately became sober as soon as they heard that, one of them pointed to Fang Lang and said: "You are the oldest, you dare to beat us, I think you don't want to live anymore."
And Fang Lang saw that those disciples didn't move at all, he knew that if he didn't do it himself, no one would dare to fight those disciples.
So Fang Lang walked to the front, he took a big stick and hit them. Soon, those disciples had painful teeth and cracked their mouths. They now knew that it was terrible, so they repeatedly begged for mercy and said, "Fang Shaoxia forgive me. No, the acting head is spared, we will never dare again next time."
Fang Lang stopped immediately after hearing this, and he said loudly, "Do you dare to dare next time?"
Those disciples shook their heads vigorously and said, "Don't dare, we will never do this again."
Fang Lang said: "Okay, you remember your words, if there is another next time, be careful of your heads."
They nodded vigorously, so they retreated quickly, but when the other disciples saw the misery of those disciples, they all became sober, and they all did well.
At this time, Fang Lang was very proud and said, "It seems that the effect of this killing is really good."
On this day, Fang Lang managed very well, and those disciples practiced as usual, and there was nothing wrong with them.
When Fang Lang came out at night, he felt very tired. He wiped his sweat with his hands. Soon, he walked to Tianzun Gate.
At this time, Murong Qiudi said loudly: "Tianzun, you worked hard today."
Fang Lang smiled and said, "I can't help it. Entrusted by others, how can I not perform my duties, but during this time, I feel even more tired."
Murong Qiudi smiled and said, "Yes, you now have two important tasks, one is Tianzunmen's business, the other is Wudang's business."
Fang Lang clenched his fist tightly and said, "No matter what, I can't lose these two important tasks."
Murong Qiudi thought for a while and said, "How about this, I'll share it with you."
Fang Lang waved his hand repeatedly and said, "No, you have a lot of work. If you share it, your burden will increase."
Murong Qiudi sighed and said, "But."
Fang Lang smiled and said, "Qiu Di, you don't have to worry about me, you just need to do your own job well."
Murong Qiudi said: "I understand, I will do it well."
At this moment, Fang Lang stretched out a long lazy waist. He felt a little sleepy, so he walked out quickly.
Since that day, those disciples hadn't had any problems anymore, so Fang Lang was better and better managed.
A month later, all Wudang disciples admired Fang Lang, even those disciples who had just started to be enemies with Fang Lang, they also admired Fang Lang, now they finally understand Zhang Sanfeng’s painstaking efforts, if Fang Lang is their disciple here , Then Zhang Sanfeng will definitely choose Fang Lang.
At this moment, Fang Lang was thinking, Zhang Zhenren didn't know how Yunyou was, or when he would come back.
After a while, Fang Lang was going to teach his disciples Wudang swordsmanship, and those disciples were serious about learning, they found that Fang Lang's Wudang swordsmanship was much better than Zhang Sanfeng.
In fact, even Zhang Zhenren himself didn't know that Fang Lang Xuewu would not learn from the gourd painting. He would generally improve those moves, and he would change the moves to suit his own practice.
After a long time, Fang Lang decided to hold a martial arts competition, which would strengthen the Wudang disciples’ training skills. So he called the master of Wudang school over, and the master heard it very well. In fact, when Zhang Sanfeng was there He wanted to hold this grand event, but Zhang Sanfeng's affairs were too busy, and he didn't have time to take care of these things. With his limited ability, it would be difficult for him to hold the martial arts competition.
It's fine now. Therefore, when Fang Lang made this request, the senior brother quickly agreed. It didn't take long before he listed the whole matter, and the disciples responded positively.
At this time, Fang Lang and his elder brother discussed matters related to the martial arts competition, and soon they decided to hold it next Sunday, which he thought was a good day.
During this period of time, the disciples took the time to practice the exercises. They practiced very hard, but Fang Lang was very happy when he saw it. He personally went to the cafeteria and ordered that these disciples should be given food.
Time passed quickly. By the day of the competition meeting, all the disciples were there. Fang Lang turned to them and said, "I think the Wudang faction has not held a competition meeting for four years. This competition is very important to you. This concerns your future."
Those Wudang disciples listened carefully, they all raised their fists high, and Fang Lang smiled and said, "Now, I announce the official start of the martial arts competition."
When the voice fell, those disciples all walked to a big box. They pulled out a lot of creeds from the box. After that, they opened the ones and looked at them.
Soon, the martial arts competition began, they followed the rules in pairs, and then they began to fight.
Fang Lang was very satisfied when he saw it. He smiled and said, "Unexpectedly, during this period of time, their martial arts training has achieved such a long result. In fact, the Wudang faction should have held a martial arts competition long ago."
The big brother sighed and said, "It's good now. I think we will hold it once a week. I think everyone will be very happy."
Fang Lang smiled and said, "Yeah, I think so too."
At night, the disciples were all over, and they all felt very tired. Fang Lang was very satisfied when he saw him. He waved his hand at everyone. He told them all to go back to rest and wait for the next day to continue the comparison. ..
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