Chu Yun was surging in this undercurrent, but Chu Yun Martial Arts Academy was still as always. The students may have their own positions, but the mentors of the Martial Arts Academy still act as bystanders. As long as there is no foreign invasion, their task is just teaching. This is the rule of the Martial Arts Academy and one of the reasons why they can stand firm.

In front of the gate, two guards of the Innate Realm, one fat and one thin, played chess like usual. On both sides of Chuyun Avenue, the martial arts halls were still standing in line. However, compared with the usual prosperity, there were much less pedestrians on the street. On the contrary, the martial arts hall teachers stood in groups, standing or squatting in front of the door to chat. Not only the teachers, but also some of the museum owners were also strolling and bored.

The owner of the Lishan Martial Arts Hall, Wang Dali, and the owner of the Shenquan Martial Arts Hall, Liu Quan, the two owners leaned against the wall, chatting one by one.

"This business is getting harder and harder." Wang Dali cursed: "After something happening in Beijing, all the apprentices from other places have returned to their hometowns, and newcomers have also been recruited. If this continues, they will be drunk with the northwest wind."

"It's not just outside the country, but no one in the capital came out." Liu Quan sighed: "It was a little better before, but in the past half month, people from the yamen have been patrolling around every day, which has made people panic. Where can anyone come to learn martial arts?"

"That's right, even the students of Chu Yun Martial Arts Academy are not coming out." Wang Dali forgot to the door in the distance and sighed: "It's better to have been before. Teach boxing every day and drink at night. That day is beautiful..."

"Before?" Liu Quan glanced at Wang Dali: "That must be before the opening of Zhang Nanwu Pavilion."

Wang Dali shook his body and almost choked by his saliva. He said angrily: "Later, that guy closed the door again, okay? And he had already left the capital, don't mention whether it will be successful."

"What are you talking about?" Nangong Li, the head of the Nangong Wushu Pavilion, also walked out.

The Tianming Martial Arts Hall used to be a spy for King Liang, but it was already abandoned. It did not rise because of King Liang’s successful usurpation of the throne. It has long been closed. Now the Nangong Martial Arts Hall is the dominant one. Even if its performance is depressed now, among the many martial arts halls, Nangong Li’s Martial Arts Hall is also the one with the best operation.

When life is better, there will be new goals. Recently, Nangong Li has been thinking about making a martial arts alliance, so if you have to do anything, you will have to get along with the owners and get stuck.

"Where is talking about Zhang Nan." Wang Dali replied.

Nangong Li, who was walking over casually, also shook his body and looked at the two owners with resentment on his face.

The name Zhang Nan is definitely a taboo in the martial arts hall in Beijing. Because of the slightest intersection, Nangong Li was particularly touched.

"Okay, okay, that's all I have to talk about." Nangong Li coughed twice.

"Anyway, I'm just idle, just chatting." Wang Dali said deliberately: "I haven't heard from that person for a long time, and I don't know how it is now."

When the business is good, it is inevitable that people will be jealous. Wang Dali has no bad intentions, just a few slaps.

"Speaking of this, I really heard some news." Nangong Li knew Wang Dali's thoughts, and wanted to show his broad mind, so he simply said with the flow: "Do you know the war in Nan Tang now? I heard that it has something to do with that Mr. Zhang Nan and Zhang."

Liu Quan curled his lips: "You can pull it down, how is that possible?"

"It's true." Nangong Li said: "A uncle in the Ministry of War, he told me. Situ Xiazhen from the Martial Arts Academy remembers it? Now she is the rebels from the Southern Tang Dynasty fighting. And according to reliable information, Situ Xiazhen is now following Zhang Nan like that cold snow..."

"But, it's too similar..." Wang Dali swallowed with difficulty: "And what the little girl said, "You don't think that sister Leng, sister Situ..."

"You heard it wrong!" Nangong Li was very determined.

"Really?" Wang Dali was a little uncertain.

"So it's not..." Liu Quan returned to his senses and tried hard to comfort himself.

"Dad, where is your martial arts school? Can I go and have a look?" the little loli continued to ask Zhang Nan.

"The place is quite broken. If you like it, you will take you there. But before that, we'll finish the business first." Zhang Nan rubbed the little loli's head, looked up and saw Nangong Li and the other two.

"Yo, the owner of Nangong Pavilion." Zhang Nan raised his hand and greeted: "Long time no see."

Wang Dali and Liu Quan watched Nangong Li at the same time.

"Hi..." Nangong Li raised his right hand tremblingly and shook it twice: "Okay, long time no see..."
Chapter completed!