From a distance, Garen only saw three contestants, including his sister, who gently let go of their bow strings, and three lines of shadow flew out instantly and nailed the target.
His eyesight was not very good, but he saw that the other players' arrows were a little crooked, while his younger sister Ying'er's arrows were much closer to the target.
There were shouts and boos from the surrounding fields, and the one in Class 6 where Ying'er was in had the loudest shouts.
Then the second round, the third round...
Jia Long didn’t understand the rules here either. He just watched as Ying’er drew bursts of cheers every time she shot an arrow. Students and girls from Class 6 shouted Ying’er’s name. It seemed that she was very popular and didn’t want to be at home.
He is so submissive in front of his parents.
The competition lasted for more than an hour before the statistics were completed, and Garen yawned constantly. Finally, when it was time to go to the martial arts gym for the test, he waved to his sister before leaving, and then walked back through the crowd.
Squeezed out of the lively crowd, the other normal teaching areas of the school were a bit deserted, with only the occasional student and teacher moving things passing by in a hurry, obviously preparing for some sports event.
Garen took a look at the sky. The sun was pale and pale, and there was no warmth in it when it shone on his body. The autumn wind still made him feel chilly all over.
Exiting the somewhat deserted school gate, turn around and walk towards the street of the martial arts branch.
Baiyun Martial Arts Academy has a branch on the street next to Shengying Academy. Many of the students taught there are students who signed up from the academy. It is regarded as a comprehensive development of quality education, so there is no objection from the academy.
He came out with the key and walked in through the gate of Baiyun Martial Arts Hall. There were several people in white clothes sitting on the chairs in the front hall, some old and young. One of them was the instructor whom Garen had seen, a beautiful woman.
Samantha.
I don't know the other Galleons.
The chairs in the front hall are only qualified for the general branch library management staff to sit on. Although students are generally not prohibited from sitting there, there are only a few good seats at the entrance of the hall. As a junior, I am too embarrassed to sit there carelessly.
Garen nodded politely to Samantha, and then walked toward the playground from the winding road on the left. Instead of entering the playground, he continued walking to the left along the eaves, and soon came to a small room with a white painted door.
Knock gently on the door.
"Please come in, the door is unlocked." A young man's voice came out.
Garen opened the door and walked in.
Inside is a room similar to an office archive. A gentle man is sitting at the desk, holding a pen and making circles, as if he is thinking about something.
"What's the matter? The registration period has passed. If you want to register, you have to wait until next quarter." The man looked at the documents in front of him without raising his head.
"I'm not here to sign up. I'm a branch student who was selected as an official disciple some time ago. My name is Garen." Garon walked to the table and pulled up a chair to sit down. "I want to apply to become the official disciple of the hall master.
."
"Oh, this, this is simple. Just fill in the form first."
The man handed over a form with black boxes on a white background, and filled in all the requirements including name, age, family, parents, siblings, etc.
Garen took the pen beside him and began to fill it out smoothly. As he was filling out the form, there was a faint burst of cheers from outside. It seemed that there were disciples competing with each other, and a group of people gathered around to watch the fun.
Garen glanced back and looked out through the open door, only to see a few onlookers applauding.
"Those brats are having a gambling fight outside, and the loser is going to treat us to dinner tonight. Stop looking and fill your pocket quickly." The man said with a smile.
After quickly filling out the form and handing it to him, Garen watched him review it once before picking up a seal and stamping it with a snap.
"Okay, take it to the main library and hand it over to the Finance Department there, then pay the 1,000 application fee and wait for the timetable."
"Oh, I got it. I haven't received my monthly payment yet, so I can just deduct it directly from above." Gallon stood up and left the office, walking back under the eaves, holding his watch while looking at the crowd on the playground.
The sound of fists and kicks could be heard constantly from the crowd, and Garen glanced through the gap. One of the two people fighting inside was a boy from their batch, and there was another person whom he did not recognize.
The fighting styles of the two are not impressive, and they are only slightly better than Garen himself. They should be ordinary students in the branch.
Turning along the martial arts hall to the hall, those people who were sitting before were gone, only a young student was sweeping the floor with a broom.
Without thinking much, Garen walked out of the martial arts gym and walked towards the academy. The competition was still going on, but the focus had changed to the women's swimming competition. Girls wearing cool swimsuits constantly attracted whistles from below.
Without looking further, Gallon took the watch and headed outside the school. He stopped a carriage at the school gate and drove directly towards the main library.
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More than ten minutes later...
"Today there are three people who applied for the master's discipleship assessment. I would like to remind you in advance that if you fail this application, the money you paid will be in vain."
On the white playground, a middle-aged man with a mustache, dressed in black, said loudly to the three young people in front of him.
"Know!"
The three of them answered loudly.
From left to right, there are a girl with black hair, Garen with purple hair and red eyes, and a huge strong man. All three of them are wearing white Taoist uniforms.
"The conditions are very simple. If you can survive my hand for half a minute, you will be considered qualified." The man with a mustache said calmly, folding his hands around his chest, unconsciously revealing his strong chest muscles and black hair.
"Half a minute?" Garen and the other two people were stunned, knowing that this man must have some intentions when he said this.
"Don't worry, I'm actually just checking your overall quality." The mustache said calmly. "Who comes first?"
"I'll go first."
The black-haired girl was the first to stand up.
The two of them stood there without any formalities, looked at each other and started immediately.
The mustache suddenly stepped forward, causing the ground to vibrate slightly. He struck with a lunge and a straight punch. The speed was actually very fast, not at all like the usual slowness of the instructors at Baiyun Martial Arts School.
The girl couldn't dodge, and her shoulder was brushed aside. Just as she was about to fight back, she was immediately chased by another punch, and she had no choice but to run away.
Amidst the whirring, the two of them chased each other and ran around in circles. Finally, the black-haired girl screamed and fell to the ground.
The mustached man closed his fists and stood still, not out of breath at all.
"About 17 seconds." He shook his head.
"Thank you for your advice, senior brother." The black-haired girl gritted her teeth, stood up and bowed, then stood aside, preparing to watch the other two people's tests. Obviously she wanted to see the level of others after she failed.
Garen knew in his heart that he had just obtained the secret technique and the explosive fist technique not long ago, and it was impossible to use it immediately. People who can learn the explosive fist technique in a few weeks are not called geniuses, they are called monsters!
So for this test, he was prepared to only show the strength that he could pass.
I glanced at the other strong man and saw that his brows were slightly furrowed, as if he was in trouble. Those who can take the test here are very confident students from the branch library, and all of them have learned the explosive boxing method and the Baiyun secret method.
It's unclear what level this strong man's Baiyun Secret Technique is, but the Explosive Fist seems to have some effect. His muscles and skin have certain characteristics, and he looks like he's close to being a beginner.
But the girl just now didn't have this characteristic at all, and relied purely on other mixed skills to react.
"I'll do it this time." Garen didn't waste any time and stepped forward.
The mustache glanced at him, a hint of appreciation flashing in his eyes.
"As a new disciple who has just been taught boxing skills, you have not lost confidence after seeing the test just now, and you still have fighting spirit. Not bad, not bad."
"Whether you have confidence or not can't be determined by just looking at it." Garen took a deep breath and said calmly.
"Okay! Shall I start?"
"Please."
Garen stood still, watching his mustache waist sink, and stepped forward again, charging straight at him with a straight punch, very fast. But for some reason, he had an instinct in his heart that told him that this punch
It's easy to hide.
Without thinking much about anything else, he turned to the right, and his straight punch missed. Garen was about to put his hand on it and knock the opponent down with a fist, but he didn't expect that his fist retracted like a snake, and like a spring, he punched him sideways.
The shoulder rushed towards me.
There was a hiss, but Garen couldn't avoid it this time. His shoulder was rubbed, and it actually felt a little hot.
Before he could recover, another straight punch came at him, this time on his right shoulder.
Garen was willing to take the initiative to meet him, but he was afraid of exposing the level of his explosive boxing skills, so he could only endure it and dodge awkwardly to the side. But he had never practiced dodge skills. In the past, he had always fought head-on. So he dodged this time.
Although Shi dodged most of the fist, he was still scratched by the edge.
Fortunately, his skin was rough and thick, and the rudimentary bursting boxing technique had hardened the cuticles of his skin all over his body. If he was rubbed, it would only be numb and painful, and then he would be fine.
"Huh?"
The mustache let out a light sigh. His fists contained a certain amount of explosive boxing skills. Hitting people would not only cause pain, but would also numb the nerves. However, if he hit the kid in front of him twice on the shoulder, he would be fine.
Just keep dodging.
And the time has passed seven or eight seconds.
"This kid is quite a young boy. His physical fitness is pretty good. His physique is considered very strong among his peers." A thought flashed through his mind, and he deliberately tried again. He retracted his fist, increased his speed, and fired it out again.
The tightly bound sleeves of the wrists also made a slight hissing sound following the punch.
This punch hit your right shoulder. He saw it this time and couldn't dodge it. The speed of this punch was nearly twice as fast as the previous ones.
With a bang, Garen took three steps back. He stood there and his face turned slightly red. He tried to raise his hand, but he couldn't move his right hand at all.
"Ten seconds." Mustachio clenched his fists and stood up straight, a trace of disappointment flashed in his eyes. He was very strong and his steps were a bit clumsy, but when he really moved his hands, the explosive speed of his fists was not that fast.
"Next one, finish the test quickly and call it a day."
The last big man gritted his teeth and stepped forward.