Chapter 23 Training class for top martial arts students
Go in one by one?
Everyone was a little confused, but because no one spoke along the way and everyone kept their aloof persona, no one raised any questions at this time. A burly boy walked in first without saying a word.< /p>
The door was ajar, but the strange thing was that it was pitch black inside and nothing could be seen. The boy walked in without making any sound, and it was like a pool of stagnant water behind the door.
Zhao Hanhai waited for a few seconds and then said: "Next one."
With the person taking the lead, the rest of the people walked in one by one in order of nearest arrival without hesitation.
Soon it was Shen Qian's turn.
As he stepped into the door, there was a sudden sound of wind in his ears, and a black shadow came towards him. Shen Qian subconsciously dodged, but the shadow followed relentlessly, and he had no choice but to raise his hand to block it.
Deng Deng...
After taking a few steps back in the darkness, Shen Qian was alert, but the black shadow disappeared.
"Let's go."
A thick voice sounded, and Shen Qian noticed the light behind him. Although he was a little puzzled, he still walked over as instructed.
After passing through the dark corridor, what suddenly opened up was an open space the size of a patio-style basketball court, but it was empty. The seven people who came in before Shen Qian were all gathered together at this time, gathering in twos and threes. What are we discussing?
Seeing Shen Qin come in, the burly boy who first entered grinned at him, "Brother, you were beaten too?"
"To be precise, he was attacked." Shen Qian corrected him.
"Class 111, Zheng Shaoyang." The burly boy took the initiative to reach out to him.
Shen Qian has always had a good impression of people with such heroic personalities. He nodded and held the other person's hand, "Class 109, Shen Qian."
At this time, Shen Qian had somewhat come back to his senses. From what Zheng Shaoyang said, it seemed that everyone who came in was attacked by the mysterious black shadow. Thinking about the matter of filling out the form, Shen Qian could easily deduce...
This is a trial, or test.
And Shen Qian, who was unprepared, did not have time to make a choice whether to hide his strength. In other words, after entering here, he had no way out.
Although it was inconsistent with his steady style, Shen Qian estimated that it wouldn't be a bad thing for the school to bring so many geniuses together.
As for why Shen Qian knows that everyone is a genius, it is very simple. The black shadow is very strong. Although he strikes very measuredly, ordinary people should not be able to catch him.
What's more, he was the only one from Class 109... Class 109, which lost Ding Yi, was instantly at the bottom of the grade, with no one who could beat him.
At this time, the rest of the people came in one after another. Some had calm expressions, some frowned slightly, and some had difficulty walking and seemed to have suffered minor injuries.
The last person to walk in was Zhao Hanhai, and beside him was a stern young man with sharp features, wearing a hero's sweatshirt, exposing his tendons.
"Congratulations to everyone, everyone passed the test. No one cheated in filling out the form. Their conduct is worthy of recognition. Ten points will be added to each person." Zhao Hanhai said with a smile.
This kind of small benefit is an unexpected blessing, and Shen Qian is secretly happy. If he had really listened to Teacher Liu and "confessed" from the beginning, I'm afraid he would have deducted more than ten points.
"I think everyone may be a little confused as to why you are called here."
Zhao Hanhai continued to explain, "Everyone standing here is an top student with an explosive power of more than 140kg. Some of you have even stood in front of the gate of the novice warrior. What you lack may be that last bit of help. ..."
"The college entrance examination is just over two months away. The school has specially opened this training class for top martial arts students. The purpose is to help everyone make further progress and be in better shape and stronger to face the college entrance examination."
These words did not surprise everyone. As outstanding talents in martial arts, apart from being inferior to those geniuses who were recommended by prestigious schools, they all had heard and understood each other. Many people had already made assumptions in their hearts before.
As for the appearance of new faces like Shen Qian and Qi Liuhai, it is normal. There will always be some who are more low-key.
Training class?
Shen Qian chewed on these three words, so he just opened a small stove?
Is it the threshold of 140... Sure enough, the system is definitely intentional.
"There was no such practice in the past. This year is a bit special. As for what is special, you will gradually understand."
Zhao Hanhai said meaningfully, "In order to avoid unnecessary controversy, I hope that the students will keep the information about this training class confidential, and our training time will not conflict with everyone's normal schoolwork."
Everyone nodded, this is quite understandable.
Don’t worry about scarcity but inequality.
If this kind of blatant behavior spreads out, many students will definitely make a fuss.
Why, geniuses have special privileges?
Reality will only be cruel silently, but never bother to explain.
"Considering that we all come from different classes and will spend two months of training together, let's briefly introduce ourselves first," Zhao Hanhai said with a smile.
……
On the third floor of the small building, there are two figures standing side by side on a horizontal railing.
While Zhao Hanhai was explaining to Shen Qian and others, the two people watched quietly.
"Oh, damn, the real geniuses have long been poached by the four prestigious schools, and only some crooked melons and cracked jujubes are left... Every year, they pry into corners without saying hello. I don't know what the teacher thinks, and they never stop him.
, Confucius said: This is tolerable, which one is intolerable?"
The person who spoke angrily was a young man of about thirty years old. He was dressed very strangely. He obviously had the most popular short-cut haircut nowadays, but he was wearing a very retro-style robe. He was swearing and swearing at the same time. p>
"Brother Liu, Zi also said: 'If you don't worry about others, you don't know yourself, but when you worry, you don't know others.' Isn't it too hasty to draw a conclusion so early?"
Standing next to him was a middle-aged man with white frost on his temples, who smiled after hearing this.
"Principal Huang, I've read all the information, you don't need to comfort me." Liu Changqing waved his hand and sighed, "It's not a matter of not being in the position, it's a matter of standing... damn it!"
After Liu Changqing shook his head, he couldn't help but cursed, which made Huang Tao's face twitch.
"My words are indeed not comforting." Huang Tao pointed downward and said, "For example, Zhou Xiaoguang is the person with the greatest potential at present. You may not know that when the admissions teachers from the four prestigious schools came, he happened to take a long leave.
Otherwise, he would also be sent away."
"Oh?" Liu Changqing became interested, "I think his information has just reached the level of a quasi-warrior. Is there something in it that I don't know about?"
"The information you are looking at records the final grades at the end of last year. He has not broken through to the warrior level not because he doesn't want to, but because he is trying to challenge the extraordinary quasi-martial artist..." Huang Tao said with a faint smile.
"Really?"
Liu Changqing's eyes suddenly lit up, and he nodded with satisfaction, "I didn't expect that a student from a general high school could have such an awareness. So he has already had the strength to be promoted to a novice warrior, and he is considered a good prospect... What about the others, and