In front of Zhao Xuanqi is a large house with at least three entrances, with carved eaves and brackets. On the plaque with iron paintings and silver hooks are written the words "Xiao Lin Martial Arts School". In front of the door are two large stone lions more than two meters high, and two figures.
Wearing gray martial arts uniforms, burly guards guarded the door.
Zhao Xuanqi stepped forward, showed his registered disciple token, and entered the martial arts hall.
The entrance is to a very spacious courtyard with training equipment such as wooden stakes, stone locks, and sandbag formations.
At this time, nearly a hundred boys and girls between the ages of fourteen and seventeen had gathered in the hospital.
The appearance of Zhao Xuanqi immediately attracted the attention of young girls.
Some people glanced at him, but quickly continued to show their moves or talk to the people around them; some people were watching him and whispering, seeming to be discussing something.
Zhao Xuanqi could guess what they were talking about. The martial arts gym had classes every day, and Zhao Qi had not come to the martial arts gym for at least four days since his practice went wrong.
Everyone already knows that he practiced excessively and became bedridden.
I don’t know how many of the people watching at this time were watching his joke.
"Zhao Qi, why are you here? I heard that you were seriously injured while practicing? Are you not resting at home? I say you too, don't work so hard. By then, your body will have serious problems, and the gains will outweigh the losses."
At this moment, a voice came from behind. Zhao Xuanqi turned around and saw a tall and burly young man with a Chinese character face looking at him in surprise and slowly walking from the door.
Corresponding memories about this young man came to Zhao Xuanqi's mind.
Zhou Ze was a student in this group and his family background was similar to that of Zhao Qi. His family was almost broke and sent him to learn martial arts.
When they first entered the martial arts gym, the two of them practiced in groups next to each other and were in similar situations, so they got along quite well and had many exchanges.
But later, Zhao Qi's qualifications were mediocre and his career prospects were not good, while Zhou Ze was born with a strong physique and excellent bones. He made rapid progress in practicing the Nine Tiger Forms and was highly valued by the martial arts school. He practiced every major class.
, they can all sit in the front row and watch the movements of the fellow practitioners at close range. They are the top students among this group of students.
Since then, the exchanges between the two have become less frequent, and they have met by chance, and there is no such thing as the brotherly loyalty in the novel.
"It's nothing serious. In fact, I have some understanding, so I didn't come."
Zhao Xuanqi shook his head and said.
"That's good."
Zhou Ze thought Zhao Xuanqi was trying to save face, so he didn't say anything more, as if he didn't want to hurt his self-esteem.
"Zhou Ze! Here!"
At this moment, a clear shout came, and a girl with a delicate appearance and a ponytail wearing a martial arts uniform, adding a bit of heroism and vitality, waved to Zhou Ze from a distance.
Beside the girl, there were other boys and girls, and judging from their clothing and temperament, their family backgrounds were not bad.
"I'll go over there first. You should take care of your health. Martial arts training is not the only way out. As long as you still have life, you can accomplish a lot. Don't force yourself."
Zhou Ze said to Zhao Xuanqi.
Zhao Xuanqi smiled and nodded.
Zhou Ze then walked towards the direction where the girl and her group were.
Zhao Xuanqi knew that the girl's name was Xia Qing. She was the daughter of a wealthy family in Tianhai Mansion. Her family was well off and her talent was good. It was said that she could reach the third ring.
Female warriors are slightly lacking in strength, but in terms of delicate skills, their talents are generally much higher than those of male warriors.
Among that group of people, not only Xia Qing, but also the other boys and girls, either came from wealthy and powerful families, or they were talented and could basically pass the examination.
Birds of a feather flock together.
There are circles everywhere.
"Xiao Qing, why are you shouting in such a hurry?"
Zhou Ze whispered to Xia Qing.
During this period of time, the two of them have become very close. They are both young at heart and have just begun to fall in love. They train together every day, sweat and shed tears, and it is easy for them to fall in love.
Xia Qing's family has a rich fortune. Although Zhou Ze's family is not well off, he has good martial arts talent and is favored by a martial arts school. There is a high probability that he can make a name for himself in these troubled times, which is considered appropriate.
"Why are you still talking to that Zhao Qi? You can lie down when practicing martial arts. You will definitely not pass the test. After tomorrow, I'm afraid you won't be able to see each other. And I heard that he still has a lot of troubles.
Don’t be so foolish as to help him.”
Xia Qing frowned and said, looking a little unhappy.
"Just saying hello."
Zhou Ze was a little dumbfounded and frowned slightly.
"You can't even say hello!"
Xia Qing's voice rose slightly, and then he seemed to realize that his attitude was not very good, and his face softened and said: "Zhou Ze, you and them are no longer the same people. You will have a bright future in the future, and they can only continue to live in filth."
Although it is cruel to crawl around in the streets and alleys, this is the reality. I know that because of your previous environment, you are not exposed to many things and do not understand them very well, so I want to help you correct some habits. Contact that kind of people.
, it’s about losing your identity.”
"Now and in the future, those who are with us are either rich or noble people in Tianhai Mansion. They will care about some things that you don't care about. They all have their eyes above their heads, and they can distinguish the differences between people with some details.
.If you always come into contact with people like Zhao Qi, they will feel that you are not in the same circle as them. I don’t want them to look down on you, and I don’t want them to gossip about you. I want to change some of my habits, okay?”
Looking at Xia Qing's watery eyes, after a while, Zhou Ze nodded and said, "I understand, I will change it."
Yes, after tomorrow, my identity will be completely different. I am no longer the poor boy who had nothing and was struggling at the bottom of the city. Some things really need to be changed.
After all, that's what growth is, isn't it?
On the other side, Zhao Xuanqi didn't know about the conversation between Zhou Ze and Xia Qing, and of course he didn't care about these trivial matters. When he came to his seat and stood up, he just watched his nose and heart, waiting for the assessment to begin.
Some of the disciples around him looked at Zhao Xuanqi curiously, and then quickly looked away. There was no conversation during the period.
Xiaolin Martial Arts School arranges the stations where students take classes based on their strength. The better the qualifications and strength, the higher they stand and the closer they can watch the details of the martial arts performances of the martial arts masters.
Moreover, it is said that some students with wealthy families will privately "pay tribute" to the senior brother Chuan Gong, so that the senior brother Chuan Gong can give more advice, but like Zhao Qi, under normal circumstances, the senior Chuan Gong will not pay much attention to it, and will only do everything.
Can rely on oneself.
Therefore, the people standing next to Zhao Xuanqi are basically in the same situation as him. Their family background is not good, their income is average, and they are about to take the exam. These disciples are all nervous and worried, and they are angry. How can they still be in the mood to talk and laugh?
That is someone else's right.
Time flies by quickly, and when the time comes, with the dull sound of the house door closing, the martial arts assessment officially begins.