Seven days passed in a flash, and the final assessment of the youth training camp came. The assessment was divided into two parts. The first half was the actual ranking like usual. The second half was the assessment by the assistant coach.
As the name suggests, the youth training camp students fight with the formal disciples.
Today was a sunny day, and the sky was as pure as if it had been washed by a rag. The sun was not blocked, and it fell directly on the pointed dome building of the youth training camp, bringing a sparkling reflection.
Martial arts training ground.
Two figures were entangled, and one of them was beaten back and defeated.
He took several steps back before stopping.
"The winner is Levi."
After hearing the announcement, Kaxiu walked down slowly.
Ten minutes later, he came to the center of the field again, defeated his opponent in five seconds, and then returned to his original position amid the announcement.
His clean and neat performance also attracted the attention of many people present. The people in the youth training camp naturally knew him. However, next to the five coaches, a skinny old man with a white beard looked over here for a few times, and then showed an expression of great interest.
A moment later, Kaxiu came on again and defeated his opponent.
"Good." The old man nodded in appreciation, and then asked the instructors, "What's the name of that kid over there? He's very good at basic fighting techniques, and his moves are clean, neat, and decisive."
He paused and came to a conclusion.
"The punches are fierce, he should have reached the second level."
"His name is Levi, and he's under my command. He has indeed mastered the basic fighting skills to the second level. I plan to accept him as my disciple after the youth training camp is over." Lisha next to her said a little nervously.
"Why are you in such a hurry? Don't worry, I already have four apprentices under me and I won't compete with you for anything." The old man smiled faintly and shook his head.
"I don't believe you." Lixia muttered in her heart. Summer, the deputy leader of the Wind Elephant Sect, the fourteenth generation disciple, is the uncle of the fifteenth generation disciples. His favorite thing to do is to select those with the best physique as his disciples.
Levi's physique is above average, so he is actually safe. But he has an amazing performance, so there is no guarantee that Summer will take a liking to him.
Although Lisha believed that Levi would choose her as his teacher even if Summer competed, it was better to avoid complications.
In the end, Summer did not compete with Lisha for disciples.
In fact, he already had a candidate in mind when he came. As expected, it was a genius with excellent physique.
Every actual combat ranking can rank in the top five.
From morning to afternoon, the final assessment of the youth training camp came to an end. Kaxiu accurately fixed his ranking at 25th, and the second stage of the game with the assistant coach was also quite satisfactory.
Combined with the previous final results, I was probably ranked in the 20th or 30th place.
Li Chu ranked 39th in actual combat, and performed steadily in the second stage. Combined with the previous estimate, the final result was in the bottom 30.
However, Qiao Qiao, whom Kaxiu had been helping, still failed to pass the assessment, and his final score was estimated to be between 70th and 80th.
Two days later, the Wind Gate, a spacious white hall.
Fifty boys and girls who passed the test stood quietly in the middle, with the warm golden sunlight outside the window shining on them.
In front, an old man with a goatee read out the oath loudly. The specific content was nothing more than loyalty to the Wind Elephant Sect, not passing on the core secrets, and the consequences of rebellion.
He recited a sentence and many students followed him.
"My Feng Xiang Sect has been passed down to you for sixteen generations. The sect can only continue if there is a constant flow of fresh blood. You are the future of Feng Xiang Sect!"
The old man gave a final word of encouragement with great emotion, and immediately dismissed the group. Kashu followed Instructor Lisha to a quiet room.
The room was narrow but very bright. Sunlight shone through the rear window, leaving a golden square on the ground.
Next to the golden cube, Lisha and Kasu were sitting cross-legged facing each other, both wearing light yellow training uniforms.
On the sleeves, there is a circle of blue wind-shaped cloud patterns.
"Now, you are already the sixteenth generation official disciple of my Feng Xiang Sect. Next, I will teach you the core secret martial arts..."
Lisha spoke slowly and took out a book from her bosom.
Kaxiu's steady breathing unconsciously became a little heavier.
"One thing to state in advance is that our sect's core secret martial arts and techniques are absolutely not allowed to be passed on to outsiders! Once discovered, the traitor will be liquidated by the Wind Sect. Even their parents and relatives will be included..."
Lisha's tone was unusually cold and serious when she said this.
"I see."
"Okay, take it." Lisha put the book in her hand on Kasu's knees, then stood up and walked out of the quiet room and closed the door.
Kaxiu took a deep breath and opened the nameless book.
On the yellowed paper, human figures drawn in various poses came into view, with a long string of annotations on the side. He quickly flipped to the end and found that the back was introducing a set of boxing techniques.
Each move has a diagram, and even a human meridian diagram, which gives people an inexplicable sense of weirdness and mystery.
Kaxiu calmed down and started reading from the beginning, page by page.
This is the core secret weapon of the Wind Xiang Sect, the Wind Xiang Secret Weapon.
The secret martial arts of wind signs are divided into training methods and fighting methods.
The training method is called Xiangpo Secret Technique, which is a secret technique that specifically trains the human body's activity and breaks through the human body's limits. It includes special movements, breathing methods, and ointments and potions, all of which need to be performed at the same time. And depending on the degree of training, the skin will produce three different irritations: spikes, insect bites, and burning wind.
These are also the three levels of the Xiangpo Secret Art. Every time a level is reached, the practitioner's physical fitness will take a leap forward. Whether it is strength, speed, or defense, it will be greatly improved.
In addition to training methods, the means of attack is fighting methods.
The way to fight the Wind Elephant Secret Martial Arts is the Wind Elephant Fist, which is also divided into three levels. According to the characteristics of different stages, they are called: gale, elephant group, and wind. For example, the palm airflow that Lisha showed to Kashu is the characteristic of the gale stage of the Wind Elephant Fist.
"I wonder what level of wind-element secret martial arts is needed to reach the blood acceleration realm of the boxer that Instructor Lisha mentioned?" Kashu closed the book with a look of emotion in his eyes. After more than 160 days of hard work, he finally got the opportunity to contact the extraordinary.
The door to another world finally opened a crack.
It's hard, but worth it.
The sunlight outside the window gradually became stronger, shining on Kaxiu's back, making his skin feel warm. He took a deep breath and exhaled.
The next day, at the gate of Fengxiangmen Youth Training Camp.
Li Chu stood under the shade of the tree, looking at Kaxiu and Qiaoqiao in the distance. Kaxiu patted Qiaoqiao's shoulder and seemed to be saying something, while Qiaoqiao was carrying a large amount of luggage on his back.
After a moment, Qiao Qiao left, smiling and waving.
Kaxiu stood there until he disappeared from sight.
"Xiao Wei, what did you two talk about?" Li Chu came over curiously. She saw Kaxiu stuffing something into Qiao Qiao's hand.
Kashu shook his head. "I gave him the pocket watch that Lisha gave me. I told him to do whatever he wanted with it, even sell it for money. He has a family of eight. Not long ago, his father got pneumoconiosis in the factory. He said he wanted to go home and take on the burden of the family."
“Adversities cannot stop a brave man…”
"It can't stop a man, I wish him good luck."