Chapter 1 Evil Tiger Village recruits new students
"Brother Dong, Brother Dong, the cottage is recruiting people, let's go there quickly!"
On the edge of the Evil Tiger Village area of Black Tiger Mountain, there is a small village leaning on the mountain ridge.
The village is small and you can see the whole village at a glance. There are only about ten households.
At this time, three or two barefoot teenagers, with faces full of excitement, rushed to the fence of an old courtyard at the entrance of the village and shouted loudly at the teenagers of the same age who were practicing martial arts in the yard.
The young man in the fenced yard could not clearly see his appearance or height. He was holding a small wooden knife and rolling around on the soft mud.
His body shrank and rolled forward, and he slashed forward with the wooden knife in his hand, cutting a long mark on the soft mud.
He kicked hard with his left leg and rolled his body sideways on the muddy ground. The wooden knife in his hand was stretched forward and rolled up, and the slightly higher mud mounds he passed were rolled up to pieces.
He stretched out his hands on the ground, and his mud-covered body rolled like a spiritual ape. He squatted deeply on the ground, leaned forward and slashed with the sword.
His body movements are vigorous and flexible, and his wooden sword in his hand is cunning and ruthless. Although it may not look very elegant, it is actually capable of injuring people.
If there were any knowledgeable practitioners present, they would definitely see that the young man's sword-wielding skills had reached the level of breaking into a house.
Each move is standard and smooth, and even begins to be skillfully combined with body movements.
It's just that the young man didn't have enough strength, and he was always more cunning than ferocious when he used the sword.
Even so, several barefoot teenagers running over were envious.
After hearing the shouts from his companions in the village, he did not stop rolling in the mud. Instead, he meticulously practiced a set of ground knife moves, and then suddenly jumped up from the ground.
"What were you shouting just now?"
He threw the small wooden knife on the small shelf under the eaves, walked to the water tank in the corner of the fenced yard to clean it, and asked curiously.
"Brother Dong, the village has started to recruit people, let's go there quickly!"
The tall and thin one among the barefoot boys couldn't help but said eagerly after hearing this.
"Oh, is the copycat starting to recruit people now?"
Wu Dong's eyes flashed with joy. He didn't bother to clean the mud, water and dirt on his face and clothes. He suddenly raised his chest and said loudly: "Let's go there quickly..."
With that said, he strode out of the small fenced courtyard and naturally became the center of attention for several barefoot teenagers, rushing towards the main village of Evil Tiger Village several miles away.
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Today's Evil Tiger Village is very lively. The gate of the village has been opened since morning, allowing a large number of young people and their families to pour in.
"Don't be anxious, don't be anxious, just line up and come forward with your number plate..."
"Why are you squeezing? You are rushing to be reincarnated!"
"As for you, do you know that I asked you to line up according to the rules?"
"..."
The martial arts school in Evil Tiger Village was crowded with people. A row of wooden tables were placed in a long snake formation in the center. The logistics clerk sitting in the back row was busy writing and registering.
There was a long queue in front of every wooden table. Children from poor families holding small wooden signs came forward excitedly to register their names and family information.
If most of them were not accompanied by their families, just looking at their gray and thin appearance and their patched and tattered clothes, someone who didn't know better would have thought that the Beggar Clan was holding a meeting.
Among the crowds, there were strong men in green uniforms and full of fierceness to maintain order, shouting and cursing from time to time.
Faced with the scolding of the men, the teenagers and their families in the queue were afraid and did not dare to say anything, and their eyes could not help but show envy and longing.
Today is the day of the year when Evil Tiger Village recruits people.
All young people of the right age within the jurisdiction of the Shanzhai who are interested in changing their destiny by joining the Evil Tiger Village, or who want to have enough to eat, as long as they have no health problems, will basically come here.
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On the other side, Wu Dong, with his head and face covered with mud, rushed to the village with three little brothers. Seeing such a lively scene, he couldn't help showing excitement.
"Hey, isn't this Xiaodong? Why are you in such a mess?"
The well-dressed man guarding the gate of the village obviously recognized several people. Seeing Wu Dong's sloppy appearance, he couldn't help but tease them.
"Hey, what do you know? My brother Dong was still practicing martial arts just now. When he heard the news that people were being taken into the village, he didn't have time to clean up, so he hurried here!"
Before Wu Dong could speak, the little brother beside him couldn't help but explain in a very harsh tone.
"Tsk, it seems that brother Xiaodong has a lot of ambitions. Do you want to enter the inner hall directly?"
The handsome man guarding the door was not angry, he just smiled and continued to joke: "This is not easy!"
"Hey, let me lend you my brother's blessing!"
Wu Dong smiled softly, stretched out his hand to stop the little brother from opening his mouth, and led the people directly through the door towards the small martial arts training ground next to the big school field.
Here, a group of young people also gathered, about the same age as Wu Dong and others.
All of them are neatly dressed and have rosy complexions. Their physiques and spirits are much better than those of the beggar-like children from poor families of the same age in the university.
When they saw Wu Dong's group, there were several young men dressed in silk and satin clothes, their mouths slightly curved with disdain.
The other teenagers didn't react at all, just glanced at it.
There were no bloody incidents of "dogs taking advantage of others' power" or "using the rich to bully the poor". This is not a place where young people can run wild.
As internal disciples of Evil Tiger Village, they naturally enjoy different treatment than outsiders.
There was an external steward waiting here early. When he saw that people were almost here, he stood up and greeted: "I won't go into details about the rules. You are all the disciples of the village. You should register first and then report directly to the external hall!"
After saying that, he waved his hand, and the clerk beside him immediately became busy.
During this period, Wu Dong and the younger brothers around him remained silent. When it was their turn, they honestly reported their names and details, and followed the large troops into the outer hall of the village.
When we got out of the main gate of our village, we all had a big baggage on our backs.
Inside were the clothes, shoes and socks that the outer disciples had just received, as well as some daily necessities distributed by the village.
This is the preferential treatment that the village gives to its own children. Not only do they become outer disciples when they enter, they don't have to waste time and energy doing odd jobs for a year, but they can also 'go to school' while receiving training from the outer disciples.
The accommodation conditions for outer disciples are not very good. At least eight to ten people live in a dormitory. How can you live comfortably at home?
The teenagers returned to the village happily without causing any disturbance.
This village was originally one of the strongholds of the Evil Tiger Village, and all the people living there were low-level members and their families.
The village still takes some care of the villagers. The houses in the village are all made of bricks and tiles, which are much better than the thatched houses and adobe houses of poor people outside.
The villagers do not have to pay taxes to the government for the fields and vegetable plots they have opened nearby, and they can even receive monetary and material subsidies from the village from time to time. Life is definitely not difficult.
The most important thing is that almost all of the dozen or so families in Wu Dong's village are old, weak, sick and disabled. Without the shelter of the village, it would be difficult for them to survive.
I heard that the life of the poor people outside is extremely difficult. They are not only severely exploited by the government, but also brutally squeezed by gangs. In addition, it depends on whether God will give them face. It is not an exaggeration to describe them as being in dire straits.
After returning the big baggage to their respective homes, several teenagers gathered in the courtyard where Wu Dong lived alone.
That's right, Wu Dong's relatives have all passed away at this time, and he is a standard orphan.
The family has the remaining wealth left by the deceased elders and regular subsidies from the village. There are no problems in life, and the standard is even quite good.
The three little brothers who gathered here were attracted by the wild game he hunted here from time to time, and they gradually became caring little brothers.
Today was a good day. Under the coaxing of his little brothers, Wu Dong was so proud that he slaughtered the pheasants that had just been caught for a few days in the chicken coop and started making beggar's chickens in the yard.
He still works very hard when it comes to food.
He spent a lot of effort to get all the seasonings at home, and he also has a reserve of all kinds of fresh and pickled delicacies.
At this time, Wu Dong was in a very happy mood. It had been more than five years since he had been reborn in time, and now he finally had the opportunity to receive systematic martial arts training.
Yes, he is a standard person who has been reborn through time travel. When Wu Dong was seriously ill with a fever at the age of five, he traveled back through time and occupied the magpie's nest. It has been five years now.
In the past five years, I have been careful not to appear abnormal, and slowly integrated into the boring living environment.
It's really boring. Apart from the remote village where I live, my life circle is the main village of Evil Tiger Village.
When he was young, the village would not allow him to visit frequently.
Fortunately, the martial arts in this strange world are prosperous, and the environment he lives in is relatively special, allowing him to be exposed to various martial arts at a young age.
Wu Dong is very interested in martial arts training. He was a sports expert in his previous life. He has dabbled in Sanda, Taekwondo and the like, but he is not proficient in it.
It's a pity that my parents, who have been dead for more than two years in this life, are just ordinary members of the Evil Tiger Village. They don't know any advanced martial arts, not even more powerful methods.
The skill is just a trick that is widely circulated among the bottom members of Evil Tiger Village. It is really just a desperate method that cannot be used. It can penetrate the eyes, stab the chest, kick the balls, and fight with others by relying on a bloody courage.
From the perspective of Wu Dong's rich knowledge of kinesiology in his previous life, regular practice of these desperate measures not only has a mediocre exercise effect, but can even injure the muscles and bones.
To put it bluntly, he might as well practice Sanda routines. At least the exercise effect would be good and it wouldn't hurt his body.
However, there are still some differences between boxing and kick training and real life-threatening martial arts.
When he was wandering around the village, he saw real warriors fighting with each other, with swords and swords killing people in a shocking way, and even if he was not careful, he would be killed or injured.
Obviously, relying solely on Sanda routine training can at most improve physical fitness and acquire some unarmed fighting abilities, but it will have no effect on real warriors fighting.
It was precisely because he had witnessed the cruel fighting between warriors and some dark things in his village that he was not only interested in practicing martial arts, but also had an urgent desire to become stronger...