In the distance, Garen could only see three contestants, including his sister, lightly put down the bowstring, and three shadows flew out instantly and nailed to the target.
His eyesight is not very good, but he saw that the arrows of other players were crooked, while the arrows of his younger sister Yinger were much closer to the bull's-eye.
There were shouts and boos from the surrounding fields, and Yinger's class 6 was the loudest.
Then the second round, the third round
Jia Long didn't understand the rules here either, but just watched Yinger's every shot, which attracted bursts of shouts. The students and girls in Class 6 shouted Yinger's name. It seemed that she was very popular, and she didn't want to be at home. So submissive in front of parents.
It took more than an hour for the match to be counted. Garen yawned as he watched it. Finally, when it was time to go to the martial arts gym for a test, he waved to his sister before leaving, and then squeezed through the crowd and walked back.
Squeezed out from the bustling crowd, the other normal teaching areas of the school were a little deserted, only the occasional students and teachers who were moving things hurried past, obviously preparing for some sports event.
Garen looked at the sky, the sun was pale and pale, and there was no warmth on his body, even though the autumn wind was blowing, he still felt cold all over.
Go out from the somewhat deserted school gate, turn around and walk to the street of the martial arts branch.
The Baiyun Martial Arts Academy has set up a branch library on the street next to Shengying Academy. Many of the students taught there are students who signed up from the academy. It can be regarded as the comprehensive development of quality education, so there is no objection from the academy.
Get out with the key, and enter through the gate of Baiyun Martial Arts Hall. There are several people in white clothes sitting on the chairs in the front hall. Samantha.
The other Galleons didn't know each other.
The chairs in the front hall are only qualified for the management staff of the general branch library. Although students are generally not prohibited from sitting, there are only a few good seats at the entrance of the hall, and as a junior, I feel embarrassed to sit there.
Garen nodded politely to Shamanla, and then walked towards the playground from the curved path on the left. Instead of entering the playground, he continued to walk left along the eaves, and soon came to a small room with a white-painted door, and knocked on the door lightly.
"Come in, the door is unlocked." A young man's voice came out.
Garen pushed open the door and walked in.
Inside is a room that resembles an office archive. A well-mannered man was sitting at the desk, holding a pen in circles, as if he was thinking about something.
"What's the matter? The registration period has passed. If you want to register, you have to wait for the next quarter." The man looked at the documents in front of him without looking up.
"I'm not here to sign up. I'm a branch student who was selected as an official disciple some time ago. My name is Garen." Garen walked to the table and pulled out a chair to sit down. "I want to apply to become an official disciple of the main hall master." .”
"Oh, this one, this one is simple. You should fill out this form first."
The man handed over a form with a black box on a white background. There were requirements to fill in from name, age, family, parents, siblings, and so on.
Garen took the pen beside him and began to fill in smoothly. While filling out the form, there was a burst of applause outside, as if some disciples were fighting with each other, and a group of people gathered around to watch the excitement.
Garen glanced back, looked out from the open door, and happened to see only a few onlookers applauding.
"The group of brats are gambling outside, and the loser is treating guests to dinner at night. Don't look at it, fill in yours quickly." The man smiled and said.
After quickly filling out the form and handing it to him, Garen watched him review it once, then picked up a stamp and stamped it on, with a snap.
"Okay, take it to the main library and hand it over to the finance department over there, and then pay the 1000 application fee and wait for the schedule."
"Oh, I see. I haven't received my allowance yet, so I can just deduct it directly from the top." Jia Long got up and left the office, and walked back from under the eaves, holding his watch, while looking at the place surrounded by the crowd on the playground.
The sound of punches and kicks could be heard from the place surrounded by the crowd, and Garen glanced through the gap. One of the two people fighting inside was a boy from their batch, and the other didn't know each other.
The style of play of the two of them was nothing to look at, and they were only slightly better than Garen himself, so they should be ordinary students in the branch library.
Turning along the martial arts hall to the hall, the people who were sitting before were gone, only a young student was sweeping the floor with a broom.
Without thinking too much, Garen walked out of the martial arts gym and walked towards the college. The competition was still going on, but the focus had changed to the women's swimming competition. Girls wearing cool swimsuits kept attracting whistles from below.
Without looking too much, Garen took his watch and headed out of the school, stopped a carriage at the school gate, and drove directly to the main building.
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After more than ten minutes.
"Today, there are three people who applied for the assessment of the master's disciple. I remind you in advance that if the application is not passed, the money paid will be in vain."
On the white playground, a middle-aged man with a mustache and dressed in black said loudly to the three young men in front of him.
"Know!"
The three answered loudly.
From left to right, there is a black-haired girl, Garen with purple hair and red eyes, and a huge and strong man. All three were wearing white uniforms.
"The condition is very simple. If you can hold it for half a minute, you will be qualified." The mustache man said calmly, wrapping his arms around his chest, revealing his strong chest muscles and black hair unconsciously.
"Half a minute?" Garen and the three of them were stunned, knowing that this person must have something to say.
"Don't worry, it's actually just to check your overall quality." Bazihu said lightly. "Who will come first?"
"I'll go first."
The brunette girl was the first to stand up.
The two of them didn't have any politeness. After standing still, they looked at each other and started immediately.
The mustache stepped forward suddenly, the ground vibrated slightly, and he punched with a lunge, the speed was surprisingly fast, not at all like the usual slowness of Baiyun martial arts instructors.
The girl couldn't dodge in time, her shoulder was rubbed aside, and she was about to fight back, but she was immediately chased by another punch, and she had to run away quickly.
Amidst the whirring sound, the two chased and fled, making a continuous circle. Finally, the black-haired girl let out an exclamation and fell to the ground.
The mustache put his fists back and stood still, not panting at all.
"Around 17 seconds." He shook his head.
"Thank you, brother, for your advice." The black-haired girl gritted her teeth, got up and bowed, then stood aside, ready to watch the test of the other two. Obviously I failed and wanted to see other people's standards.
Garen knew in his heart that it wasn't long before he acquired the secret technique and the burst fist technique, so it was impossible to use it immediately. A person who can learn the explosive boxing technique within a few weeks is not called a genius, but a monster!
So for this test, he is going to only use the strength that can pass.
Glancing at the other strong man, he saw that his brows were slightly wrinkled, as if he seemed very troublesome. Those who can participate in the test here are all confident students of the branch hall, and all of them have learned the burst boxing method and the Baiyun secret method.
I don't know what level this strong man's Baiyun Secret Technique is, but the Burst Fist seems to have some effect. Judging from his muscles and skin, there are certain characteristics, which belong to the appearance of close to elementary training.
But the girl just now did not have this feature at all, but relied purely on some other mixed skills to respond.
"I'll do it this time." Garen didn't waste much time, and took a step forward.
The mustache glanced at him, and there was a slight flash of appreciation in his eyes.
"As a new disciple who has just been taught boxing, you have not lost confidence in the test just now, and you still have fighting spirit. Not bad."
"Whether you have confidence or not is not just a matter of looking." Garen took a deep breath and said calmly.
"Okay! Then I start?"
"please."
Garen stood still, watching his mustache's waist sink, stepped forward again, and rushed straight with a straight fist, very fast. But for some reason, an instinct in his heart told himself that it was very easy to dodge this punch.
Without thinking about anything else, he turned to the right and missed the straight punch. Garen was about to put his hands on him and bring him down, but he didn't expect his fist to retract like a snake, and another straight punch rushed towards his shoulder like a spring.
With a hiss, Garen couldn't dodge this time, his shoulder was rubbed, and it was actually a little hot.
Before he recovered his breath, another straight punch rushed over, this time it was the shoulder of his right hand.
Garen wanted to take the initiative to meet him, but he was afraid of exposing the level of his explosive punching skills, so he could only hold back and hide aside awkwardly. But he has basically never practiced dodging skills, and he used to fight head-on. So although he dodged most of the fists when he dodged this time, he was still wiped by the edge.
Fortunately, he has rough skin and thick flesh. The rudimentary burst boxing technique has hardened the cuticles of the skin all over his body.
"Huh?"
Bazihu let out a light snort, his fists contained a certain bursting boxing technique, hitting people was not only painful, but also had the effect of paralyzing the nerves. But he hit the kid in front of him on the shoulder twice in a row, and he continued to dodge like nothing happened.
And the time has passed seven or eight seconds.
"This kid is a seedling. His physical fitness is good. This physique is considered very strong among his peers." A thought flashed in his mind, and he tried again intentionally. He retracted his fist and sped up a little speed before bursting out again.
There was also a slight hissing sound from the tightly bound sleeves of the wrist following the punch.
This punch hits your right shoulder, even if he saw it this time, he couldn't dodge it. The speed of this punch is nearly double that of the previous punches.
With a bang, Garen stepped back three steps in a row, stood on the ground with a slightly red face, and was about to raise his hand, but he couldn't move his right hand at all.
"Ten seconds." Mustache retracted his fists and stood upright, with a hint of disappointment in his eyes. He has a strong body, and his steps are a bit clumsy, but when he really moves his hands, the explosive speed of his fists is not so fast.
"The next one, hurry up and finish the test and call it a day."
The last big man gritted his teeth and stepped forward.
(end of this chapter)