"Fat man, you want to choose martial arts?" Zhao Guangming asked with a surprised look. "With your body type, you can't practice martial arts, and your grades in cultural classes are so good, it would be a pity not to choose liberal arts. Unlike my cultural class

Too bad and so talented, I have no choice.”

Liu Xiang looked at this best friend who grew up with him but had a naive face and nodded: "Yes, I want to choose martial arts. It's not a pity to get good grades in cultural courses. The cultural courses will account for 30% of the total in the entrance examination of the Academy of Martial Arts."

Looking at Zhao Guangming, who has a clean and pink face and a height of 1.6 meters, Liu Xiang is really not used to it!

This is very different from the Mr. Mighty in my memory, who had a big beard and a body full of tendons. I don’t know if his mother thought he was too thin and gave him hormones. He started to develop secondary growth in the third year of high school, and his height increased every year.

To more than 1.9 meters.

Guangming had a good relationship with Liu Xiang until his death.

In the later stage of the plane war, Liu Xiang and his family of three could only survive safely thanks to Zhao Guangming's protection. He was already a great warrior by then.

Until the city was destroyed and Zhao Guangming died in battle, Liu Xiang's family followed other survivors and wandered into the wilderness.

Liu Xiang fell into memories again for a while.

"Why are you stunned? Let's go quickly. We'll be late." Zhao Guangming tugged at Liu Xiang.

"Hmm! I'm a little confused after eating too much in the morning." Fatty Liu rubbed his belly and followed Zhao Guangming to school.

Zhao Guangming looked back at Liu Xiang's round belly and was speechless.

City No. 5 Middle School.

Grade 1 (15) class.

Liu Xiang and Zhao Guangming stepped on the school bell and ran into the classroom. The head teacher, Lao Zhang, who came early because they had to be divided into classes, gritted his teeth as he looked at these two guys.

These two idiots have not entered the classroom even a minute early for half a year, and they always come in after the bell rings. If Liu Xiang's academic performance was not really good, he would have dealt with them long ago.

Fortunately, the classes are divided today. Zhao Guangming has already decided to go to the martial arts class, and Liu Pang will probably choose liberal arts to stay in this class.

It’s better to separate! This fellow brother is causing trouble in heaven all day long.

"Okay, students, be quiet. Please hand in the parental consent form for applying for the martial arts class. Applicants can go to the martial arts hall to test their talents." Lao Zhang knocked on the desk and said.

Different from the martial arts class, students in the liberal arts class must stay in accommodation and only have two days off per month.

Moreover, practicing martial arts is risky. There are several disability quotas every year, and there are also rumors that there are death quotas.

I'm just not sure if it's true or not. So I need my parents' consent to apply for martial arts.

When Liu Xiang slowly followed Zhao Guangming to hand over the consent form to the podium, Lao Zhang stared at Liu Xiang's big face for a long time.

"You want to apply for martial arts? Your parents agree?"

"Yes! My parents agreed." In fact, the consent form was signed by Fatty Liu himself and was written with his left hand. Lao Zhang didn't recognize Liu Shanhai's handwriting. Anyway, we will do the test first and tell Dad after the classes are over.

mom.

Lao Zhang never imagined that a fat man would dare to lie about something like this that determines the fate of his life.

After hesitating for a while, I finally respected Fatty's wishes. Although Fatty is not a worry, his grades are really nothing to say. It's a pity that he chose martial arts. I hope he fails the test and is put back into the original class.

Look at the big meaty dumpling in front of you! Well, it’s okay! I have to come back in the afternoon.

"Tsk, tsk, this martial arts gym is so impressive, it's so rich! Our school has a total of more than 9,000 people, and the martial arts class has less than 500 people, but it accounts for more than half of the school's resources." Zhao Guangming whispered to Liu Xiang when he arrived at the martial arts gym.

said.

"Yeah. I heard that the martial arts class has very good treatment. The cafeteria is independent. Every meal is delicacies from the mountains and seas. It's very cheap. It's subsidized by the state. It's not like our previous cafeteria. Not to mention the money, the aunt still shakes her hands when she eats a dozen meat dishes.

"If my mother hadn't given me good food, I don't know how thin I would have been." The fat man patted his belly and replied.

"Actually, your mother should shake her hands when serving you rice." Zhao Guangming looked at Liu Xiang's belly for the ten thousandth time.

Students from each class of high school who applied for the martial arts class came to the martial arts hall one after another. There were probably more than a thousand people at a glance.

"There are quite a lot of people. The number of applicants each year is only about one-tenth of those who succeed in the test. There is a lot of competition!"

"That's quite a lot. Our fifth middle school has the highest admission rate in martial arts in the city. Those who have ideas about martial arts flock to our school. In this way, less than 200 people are successfully assigned to martial arts classes every year. After all, martial arts talent is so rare.

, there may not be one among a hundred people. It is good for other ordinary schools to have one martial arts class in one class. Besides, if there is any competition, more than half of them will be eliminated in the talent test." Zhao Guangming despised Liu Xiang's ignorance.

"All students, please note that there are five classes as a class. Students from Grade 1 to Grade 5 will be tested first. Please go to entrance No. 1. Grades from Grade 16 to Grade 10 will go to Entrance 2. Others.

"Classmates are waiting..." the radio played repeatedly, and students from Classes 1 to 10 lined up to take the test.

After a while, students came out of the testing point. Some students came out with red eyes. It looked like they had failed the talent test. As the number of students came out increased, more and more students came out.

Liu Xiang couldn't help but feel a little uneasy. Is it so difficult?

Half an hour later it was finally the turn of Liu Xiang's class, and Liu Xiang lined up and walked into the testing hall.

The testing hall is large and divided into two areas, the testing area and the waiting area. There are three test cabins displayed in the testing area.

The test cabin is all silver and looks cool. There are ten small lights arranged in a row on each test cabin.

"Students, please wait in the waiting area. Those whose names are called will enter the testing area to test their talents. Talent levels are divided into ten levels. Students with level 3 and above can enter the next level of testing." The test teacher on the sidelines began to call the names.

The three students whose names were called entered the test cabin.

The students in the waiting area who were talking a lot fell silent at the same time as if they wanted to say it was done, the only sound left in the huge room was the sound of three test cabins starting up.

Liu Xiang also looked at the cabin nervously.

A minute later, the test cabin display light came on. Only one light lit up in the test cabin where the three people were located. Then the cabin door opened and the three students walked out.

"The talent level is not qualified, please return the way you came."

"Is this eliminated? This is too fast." Zhao Guangming whispered to Liu Xiang.

Liu Xiang grinned and was a little confused.

More than 20 people were tested one after another, but not one qualified.

"Class 11 is in trouble. Fatty, I'm a little nervous. Although my dad took me for a pre-test a few days ago, is there something wrong with the school's machines?" Zhao Guangming's family is in very good condition, and his dad is a martial artist.

Xiu, he took him to a friend's place to take the test a few days ago. This is why he is so sure that he can enter the martial arts department.

Liu Xiang was also a little nervous and ignored him.

"Zhang Li, Xu Wei, and Wang Xiaoxiao entered the test area for testing"

As the three people entered the test cabin, the stingy test lights suddenly showed kindness. One light lit up in Zhang Li's cabin, and five lights lit up in the test cabin where Xu Wei and Wang Xiaoxiao were.

"Zhang Li returned the same way if she failed the talent test, and Xu Wei and Wang Xiaoxiao passed the test and went to the next test point."

Xu Wei and Wang Xiaoxiao headed to another testing room excitedly.

"Finally, there are qualified ones. If they fail, I really think the machine is broken." Zhao Guangming breathed a sigh of relief.

The test cabin was finally no longer silent, and began to light up three or five lights at intervals.

Finally it was Class 15’s turn to take the test, and Zhao Guangming was among the first three to take the test.

Liu Xiang stared at Zhao Guangming's test lamp without blinking. Although he knew that Zhao Guangming was very talented in his previous life, he couldn't help but worry about him when things came to pass.

"12345678!!"

A total of 8 lights lit up in the test cabin where Zhao Guangming was located. Liu Xiang shouted "Okay" excitedly!

The serious-looking test teacher was startled by the fat man just when he smiled because of the first eight lights, and turned around to glare at him.

After Zhao Guangming came out of the test cabin, he did not dare to look back for the first time, but looked at Liu Xiang.

Liu Xiang raised two plump thumbs up.

Only then did Lao Zhao turn his head with a grin.

"Hahahahaha... I'm just telling you, how can our school be so brave and use bad equipment!" Zhao Guangming pinched his waist and let out a rainbow fart.

"Zhao Guangming, if you pass, please go to the next test point. If the other two students fail, return the same way." The test teacher was rarely polite. With a level 8 talent, he has basically received an admission notice from a key federal university. For such a seed,

Players and teachers are of course very happy.

"Can I wait until Liu Xiang finishes the test?" Zhao Guangming glanced at Liu Xiang and said to the test teacher.

"Okay, but don't affect other students. The next three students are Liu Xiang." The test teacher looked at the registration form in his hand.

"Li Xin, Qian Doudou, and Liu Xiang entered the test area for testing."

Liu Xiang stood in front of the test cabin and felt a little flustered. I must pass, I must become a warrior.

You must pass the test! Zhao Guangming stood in the waiting area and silently cheered for Liu Xiang.

Li Xin and Qian Doudou have entered the test cabin, but Liu Xiang is still dawdling at the door.

Lao Zhao was cursing secretly in the waiting area. I have already refueled you three times in my heart, but you should go in!

"Tell the teacher, I'm stuck in the door, can you push me a little!" Liu Xiang didn't want to delay, but his butt was too big and the door was stuck, so he couldn't squeeze in for a while.

Zhao Guangming didn't wait for the teacher's response, he rushed over in a few steps and kicked the fat man's butt! The fat man entered smoothly.

The test chamber was quite spacious. Liu Xiang followed the instructions, reached out and grabbed the armrests on both sides, closed his eyes and waited.

As the hatch closed, a tingling sensation came from my hands and gradually spread throughout my body.

Feeling the light numbness on his body, Liu Xiang suddenly opened his eyes.

No, this feels wrong. Lao Zhao said that during the test, the higher the numbness on the body, the better the talent. My numbness was not as great as eating Malatang.

What to do! What to do! I want to be a martial arts cultivator. I don’t want to be helpless while watching my parents, wife and children die tragically.

Liu Xiang's fat face was filled with unwillingness, and he desperately clenched the test armrest.

"Ah!..." Fatty Liu, who had been trying to keep his composure all morning, roared at his fate.

A wisp of blood slipped from the corner of his mouth.

Since you let me go back to the past, why are you playing with me like this!

Ding ding ding......
Chapter completed!