Jia Long was vaguely aware of his sister's strangeness. His adult temperament made him immediately feel that Ying'er had a different taste for him, and he felt that he attached great importance to every word he said. His sister's actions when they were chasing him just now
She was also very careful, as if she was afraid of hurting him, and used very little force, so that he could knock her down with a sneak attack later.
"Let's have lunch first. I made breakfast and lunch, and went out to buy fruit. Thank you for your hard work, Ying'er." He stretched out his hand to pinch his sister's cheek. The acne and freckles on the red face seemed to be reduced a lot recently.
It's soft and smooth when pinched.
"You guy!!" Ying'er slapped Gallon's hand away, "You took the wrong medicine, right? You actually know how to care about people?" She looked at Gallon with confusion. Although she usually tried to pretend
He has a very weak relationship with his brother, but in fact, he secretly pays attention to Garen's various affairs at all times.
Garen paused in his heart, knowing that the change was too much, so he said no more and took back his hand. "Can't I become more sensible? Why are you making such a fuss? Let's go and eat."
After a hurried meal, the two brothers and sisters worked together to wash the plates and cutlery, and quickly went back to their bedrooms with some strangeness. After Ying'er was exposed, she always felt cool under her skirt, and there was always something cold in front of Garen.
An uncomfortable feeling. After all, they are half-brothers and sisters, two single-parent families with no blood connection.
Garen was eager to return to the bedroom to continue thinking about adding attribute points.
Standing in front of the window, he quietly stared at the light red attribute data below his field of vision.
"If it is true that I can add skills, then if I add them to archery or swordsmanship, I can participate in the competition in a short period of time and get high bonuses. It's just too sudden for a student who has rarely practiced to suddenly participate and win awards. Don't
Not to mention, my sister Ying'er knows my situation best. She knows that I don't practice archery and swordsmanship much." She pressed her hand on the glass window.
"In this way, the path of swordsmanship and archery is somewhat unfeasible. But what about the Baiyun Martial Arts School?... I have always paid attention to the training in the martial arts school. If I rush into it at once, it can be regarded as a accumulation of knowledge, but it is not attractive.
Attractive. And the martial arts gym is not a school after all, it is an independent part. Even if it is a little unusual, it will not attract attention. But the prize money is a bit too small... You can go to the martial arts gym and ask if there are any martial arts exchange competitions recently.
That’s a lot more prize money than the internal competition! This is the way to go!”
He gently rubbed his hand on the glass, and the cool touch was very smooth. "In this case, I'd better go to the martial arts studio in the afternoon and ask the instructor for details."
After resting for a while in the room, Garen quietly left the room. When passing by his sister's room, he saw Ying'er lying on her back on the bed through the gap, her cheeks red and sleeping soundly. He did not disturb her.
He put on his scarf and coat lightly, then changed his shoes and went out. After leaving his home community, with the three hundred yuan given by his uncle in his pocket, Gallon directly hailed a black carriage and got on it.
"Go to Baiyun Martial Arts School."
"10 yuan?" the driver turned around and asked.
"Let's go." Garen nodded.
Sitting on the carriage, looking out the window on the right side, the light yellow buildings on the side passed by one after another. Soon, after turning a corner in a few minutes, the street gradually became deserted and changed into a rectangular one.
There are gray-white buildings and shops with round arches one after another, all selling clocks and daily necessities.
Garen carefully looked at the skill items in his field of vision.
"If I can pass the assessment and obtain the secret training techniques of Baiyun Martial Arts School and improve my physical fitness. Then through the superposition of attribute points and increasing my strength together, my training effect will definitely increase far more than anyone else of my age!" He said in burgundy color.
His eyes narrowed slightly, showing a trace of expectation.
"If you keep using attribute points to increase one item, I don't know what the maximum level can be increased to. It is said that different people have different talents, and the effects of practicing secret skills are also very different, which can just cover up the fact that my attributes have increased. In this way, even if
Even though the training methods are of a lower quality, they can still be compared to the top-level training methods. The only hope now is that attribute points can be added to the training methods in the same way as adding attributes."
Recalling the people he could find in the martial arts gym, Garen could only ask three people: Shamanra, Roya, and his sparring partner, the girl with short silver hair.
What impressed me most was that Erwin, the best number one among their batch of students, always won the ranking with overwhelming strength. He also always had a gentle attitude and was a very humble and well-educated person. If anyone can
If you want to become a true disciple of Baiyun Martial Arts School, then this person must be him.
"You can always go to Erwin. This guy will definitely be training in the martial arts gym even on weekends, without exception. And he must also know about this situation." Garen thought thoughtfully. He had heard about the martial arts gym.
In this competition, the strongest and outstanding seed students are screened out in Grant Province, where Huaishan City is located, and the official awards and medals are awarded. "It can be said that this competition should be a way for martial arts schools to avoid vicious competition, showcase talent reserves, and consolidate society.
A good way to achieve status. Almost every year, the first place prize is not less than 100,000. The winner also gets the qualification to participate in the all-federal competition."
While Garen was carefully sorting out the information he already knew, the carriage slowly slowed down and stopped without realizing it.
"Guest, Baiyun Martial Arts School has arrived." The coachman's voice interrupted Garen's thoughts.
"Um, okay." He took out the banknotes from his pocket and handed them over. After giving back the change, he jumped off the carriage.
The block is very narrow and gives people a chaotic and complicated feeling.
The ground is paved with gray and black cobblestones, which are a bit harsh to step on. The buildings on both sides of the street are of different heights, including red, gray, and light yellow. There are also many kinds of patterns, such as squares, triangles, grids, wavy arcs, etc.
Wait. It looks very messy. About a dozen steps in front of where Garon was standing, there was an earthy yellow bell tower spanning the road. There was a round arch opening below the bell tower for the street to pass through.
Scattered pedestrians kept coming in and out of the doorway.
There was a white wooden sign on the left side of the doorway with a white paper notice on it. The two people stood there and looked at it.
Garen walked over and stood in front of the notice and looked at it.
'Baiyun Martial Arts School Holiday Enrollment Announcement: Applicants who hold student IDs and are under the age of 18 can enjoy a half discount on tuition fees. The specific fee schedule for adults is as follows...'
One of the people watching together was a teenage boy with freckles. He curled his lips after reading the announcement. "Let's go, Jim, I'm too tired to practice martial arts, and it's useless. No matter what martial arts you do, the pistol will collapse with one shot."
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The other boy also shook his head, and the two walked around the wooden sign and walked into the doorway. Garen was left standing there watching alone.
On the right side of the notice is the facade of a gray-white spire building. The door is mixed with many redwood strips, which looks like a spider web. The redwood door on the facade is open, and it is deserted inside. There is only one student wearing khaki gi uniforms.
Cleaning with a broom.
Garen briefly scanned the contents of the announcement and walked directly towards the door on the right.
The student sweeping the floor looked up at him and said nothing.
Gallon walked through the front door, the middle hall, and then passed through the large khaki playground and walked directly towards the innermost row of short houses.
The row of short houses at the end of the playground was like a gray-black straight line. Gallon walked left to the house on the far left. Inside, he could faintly hear the sound of someone hitting sandbags.
Gently opening the door, the room was a little dark and empty, except for four black sandbags hanging against the wall in the innermost part. Two men and one woman each found a sandbag and beat it rapidly. There were people standing beside it.
There were three students helping to pick up towels and other miscellaneous items.
The banging sound of popping was endless.
The sound of Garen entering the door was basically unobtrusive. Only a student holding a white towel looked back at him and ignored him. This is a gym where any student can come to exercise, but the standards are relatively high. The sandbags here,
Each one is very heavy and is only suitable for formal students to exercise. If ordinary students come here and exercise rashly, they may injure themselves.
Garen's eyes quickly fell on the boy on the far left.
The boy's upper body was bare, and his bronze muscles were well-defined. Sweat flowed down his waist and his gray shorts were completely wet. At this time, he was concentrating on the sandbag in his eyes, punching it out at a not too fast speed.
Each blow only made the sandbag tremble slightly.
Garen walked over and stood aside and waited slowly.
After more than ten minutes, the boy finally stopped, wiped the sweat from his face, and combed back his short, blond hair that was completely wet. He directly pulled the black towel on the shelf to wipe away the sweat.
"Brother Erwin, I am Garen. I am a student in the same batch as you. Can I ask you something?" Garen took the opportunity to step forward and said loudly. The sound of boxing in the room was too loud. It was impossible to hear clearly unless it was louder.
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"Gallon? Oh... I have an impression..." Erwin put down the towel and smiled gently, "If you have any questions, just ask directly. We are all classmates in the same batch. There is nothing to be cautious about.
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"I want to ask about the student competition."
Ten minutes later....
Garen came out of the room. He already had a general understanding of the competition. He had to first participate in the internal competition of the martial arts school and obtain a good ranking, then participate in the competition jointly organized by two nearby cities, and then be selected again, and finally the provincial competition.
The competition, and then the national competition, are in a ladder-like manner step by step, and only the internal martial arts competitions and the city's joint competitions are held from start to finish within three weeks. The rest of the competitions will be next year or the year after.
"But if I can get the bonus, it will be enough. This time in the city competition, the first place was 10,000, the second place was 5,000, and the third place was 2,000. As long as I get second place, I can solve the money problem