Fang Yu's free and easy words made Zhou Miao couldn't help but take a deep look at him, with unabashed appreciation in his eyes.
Then he stopped talking nonsense.
Roll the brown paper directly into the cuffs and walk towards the back of the hall.
There is a small door there, which looks like a normal living room.
After Zhou Miao entered, Fang Yu drank the tea in one gulp and then came to the wooden pile.
Whether it is the simulated world or the real world, this wooden stick Fang Yu has been seen on TV many times, but this is the first time he has seen him in reality.
In addition, he now also possesses national martial arts.
Seeing this pile, I can't help but feel a little itchy.
So, he walked forward, stood still, adjusted his breathing using the tiger's breath method, and then squatted down slightly.
Relying on the fighting methods explained in the video, I started practicing punch by punch.
His movements were very unfamiliar, but due to some memories in his mind, Fang Yu had forgotten some of his movements, but his body would unconsciously follow them.
Then Fang Yu remembered that the next move was like this.
After completing a regular set of fixed pile driving methods, Fang Yu's driving became smoother and smoother.
"Puff! Puff! Puff, puff, puff..."
At first, Fang Yu's connection was a little unsmooth, but as she became more familiar with the boxing techniques, the subsequent blows became smoother and smoother, and the sound of the blows on the cotton cloth was almost continuous.
The success of the fixed pile made Fang Yu's confidence begin to grow.
Thinking that he had mastered the essence, he turned around and planned to try the movable pile.
The so-called movable stake actually means that after being hit, the wooden stick will swing back to attack due to the force exerted by the person.
The stronger the force, the faster the swing back. If you hit a moving target, the faster you hit it. If you don't guard against it, the more painful the injury will be.
The success just now made Fang Yu feel that the movable pile should be nothing more than this, so he started to play a set.
"Poof! Poof! Poof! Poof!"
Fang Yu put down his hand and nodded with satisfaction. Sure enough, he was on guard.
As a result, Fang Yu's confidence greatly increased and she began to prepare to increase efforts.
It took less than thirty seconds from the sound of beating cotton cloth to Fang Yu being beaten, yelling, and breathing.
Fang Yu covered her eyebrows and yelled, exiting the striking range of the movable pile.
Just at this moment, Zhou Miao also came out.
When Fang Yu saw Zhou Miao coming out, she immediately put down her arms and put her hands behind her back, pretending to be nonchalant, stamping her feet and turning sideways to prevent Zhou Miao from seeing the left side of her face.
When Zhou Miao was in the house, he was busy checking the authenticity of the prescription, and the sound insulation effect of the house was also good, so he didn't realize it at first.
It wasn't until he accidentally glanced at the dummy stake that he noticed something unusual.
You know, this venue is his private venue, and these wooden stakes are for his use. He still remembers how the wooden stakes were arranged after he used them in the morning.
Now when I saw that the position was wrong, I knew that Fang Yu had probably moved the wooden stakes.
When Fang Yu turned sideways, Zhou Miao's eyes fell on a decorative bronze mirror on the wall behind Fang Yu.
The bronze mirror was knocked out and it showed the left side of Fang Yu's face.
Zhou Miao could roughly see that Fang Yu's eyes were blinking constantly at the eyebrow corner of Fang Yu's left face, and the eyebrow corner was slightly swollen.
As an old martial artist who has been practicing Tiger Form Boxing for more than ten years and has to practice the wooden stake every day, Zhou Miao also saw that Fang Yu's situation must have been hit by the wooden stake's movable arm.
After all, he had suffered from this more than once.
Zhou Miao couldn't help but smile. After returning to the table, she took a sip of tea with a smile, gave Fang Yu another cup, and then waited for Fang Yu to sit down.
When Fang Yu saw Zhou Miao sitting down, she had to bite the bullet and cover the corner of her left eyebrow with one hand, pretending to be scratching her itch, while picking up the tea cup and taking a sip.
In the end, Fang Yu also knew that it was really awkward for her to be like this, so she simply put her hands down, revealing her red and swollen eyebrows.
Now the corner of one of his eyebrows is swollen, and he looks vaguely funny despite his originally pretty features.
It took Zhou Miao a lot of perseverance to control her almost grinning smile.
After finally suppressing it, he didn't dare to look at Fang Yu's eyebrows anymore for fear that he would fail. He lowered his head and said.
"We have confirmed that this prescription is genuine. According to our master's instructions, anyone who comes with a prescription will be given two choices by our Zhou Family Martial Arts School."
Zhou Miao said this, straightened her body, raised her hand, and made a sign.
"One, our Zhou family will use one million to purchase this prescription."
Zhou Miao continued to slowly make a two-character gesture with her fingers and said.
"Two, the person who holds the prescription can get a quota as a true disciple of the Zhou family."
After speaking, Zhou Miao looked at Fang Yu with deep and calm eyes, obviously waiting for Fang Yu's answer.
After listening to Zhou Miao's words, Fang Yu ignored the redness and swelling at the corners of her eyebrows and began to think.
The two choices given by Zhou Miao are roughly the same as what Mr. Chen said before.
One million, one is a true disciple.
Chen Laoyou said before that he asked Fang Yu to choose the former.
Fang Yu's original plan was to choose the former. Although, comparing these two, anyone with a decent IQ can see that taking money is probably the most losing approach.
Although one million seems a bit small, this is the reality. No matter how valuable this prescription is, one million is not bad.
Without this prescription, wouldn’t Zhou’s martial arts gym have been established?
The number of true disciples can be compared to one million, so it is obviously something special.
But for Fang Yu, when practicing boxing, he has his own "own" teaching.
Nowadays, what he lacks most is money.
If she chooses this million, Fang Yu can quit her job and play her own simulation game with peace of mind.
After the one million was used up, Fang Yu felt that it would be easy for her to make money at that time.
After all, one million has been used up. At that time, I can’t tell you how many worlds I have experienced.
If he still can't get any money like this, then Fang Yu might as well just kill him and save himself from embarrassing the simulator.
"What's the situation like as a true disciple?"
In the end, Fang Yu couldn't help but ask more. He really wanted to know what benefits a true disciple could have worth one million.
Zhou Miao heard Fang Yu ask about this. In fact, according to the previous regulations, she could not explain to him.
But Fang Yu's calmness before made Zhou Miao feel good about it, so he still opened his mouth to explain.
"True disciples, in addition to learning the tiger-shaped boxing of our school, can also learn real killing moves. Moreover, true disciples receive a salary subsidy of 10,000 yuan every month, and the food and accommodation in the martial arts school are all included."
Wow! This true disciple is really good. In addition to being able to learn boxing, Fang Yu didn’t expect that he could also get paid!
Moreover, the salary of 10,000 yuan includes food and accommodation, and the treatment is no worse than Fang Yu's original company.
Fang Yu's mind had changed a bit at this time, so he asked again.
"Then what are the true disciples going to do?"
Zhou Miao frowned slightly. He thought he had explained so clearly that Fang Yu should know what he meant, but he didn't expect that he didn't seem to understand.
He glanced at Fang Yu again and then said.
"In addition to practicing boxing every day, true disciples need to participate in martial arts competitions held every year, as well as international CKF competitions. They must obtain a certain ranking. If they do not obtain a ranking in two years, they will directly lose their true disciple quota after two years."
After Fang Yu heard this, his thoughts became more and more shaken.
Good guy, the more I hear about this job, the more suitable it becomes for me.
You can practice boxing, support yourself, and don’t have to worry about work. Isn’t this the best job for you?
As for participating in the competition, Fang Yu was totally justified.
As long as he absorbs the [Wild Hunt] mask, Fang Yu estimates that it is possible for him to reach the top sixty-four in CKF.
If you make no mistakes by comparing your event predictions.
Even if something goes wrong, Fang Yu estimates that at least the top 128 will still be able to get in.
As for the top sixty-four, that is the highest division of the Zhou Family Martial Arts School.
Among the one hundred and twenty-eight strong, Zhou's martial arts hall only occupies not many.
With such strength, are you still afraid of not getting ranked?
Fang Yu's mind began to become active.
His original plan was thrown out of his mind. He looked at Zhou Miao and said in a deep voice.
"I choose two, to become a true disciple of the Zhou Family Martial Arts School!"
After hearing Fang Yu's answer, although Zhou Miao had a smile on her lips, she sighed in her heart.
