After washing up and changing into the refreshing black training uniform, Chen Fan got rid of his previous identity as a beggar.

After looking at himself in the mirror, his long black hair was stained with some wet water stains and he tied it to the back of his head with a hemp rope. His face was awl, white skin, and a little cold in temperament. In addition, the self-healing ability brought by time travel made Chen Fan unable to find a broken scar on his face.

Although it has not yet fully developed, the appearance in the mirror is considered a handsome young man.

I am indeed a little thin in my body. I can’t help it. I had a miserable life experience before. I have been under malnutrition for a long time and lived a full meal and hungry meal. It is definitely unrealistic to want to develop in a particularly good way.

...

After leaving the bathhouse, the sun has begun to set.

Thinking of the advice of the senior brother who led the way, Chen Fan put away his identity token and rushed over to the canteen.

At this time, the daytime homework had ended, and a large number of teenagers in black were laughing and walking around in groups of three or five. Chen Fan observed these peers.

I found that although they were tired, they were extremely positive and energetic.

“A little like a school in my previous life.”

"But what I learned here is martial arts, a skill to kill people and save lives, not mathematics, physics and chemistry."

Chen Fan's heart moved and mixed into the team of the boys in black and entered the canteen.

The cafeteria is very large, and there are hundreds of eight stone tables for eating. The disciples of the reserve officers took their identity tokens to serve the rice and serve the dishes on the stove.

Chen Fan also asked for a portion of food in the abortion, and took the rice bowl made of clay pottery and found an empty stone table to sit down.

There are few styles of food, but there is a world of god. The white porridge is mixed with unknown tonics. The meat is not the pork, beef and mutton that Chen Fan often ate in his previous life. It should be the unique animal meat in this other world. The vegetables are cut into small pieces and cannot tell what they are.

The young men at the same table were eating while chatting. Since there were hundreds of reserve disciples at the branch, Chen Fan's new arrival did not attract too much attention.

Because gangs like the Golden Knife Sect are originally very mobile, they have to go out to fight against hostile gangs every now and then, so the disciples under this sect are naturally fast to redirect, and they are naturally replaced.

Maybe I am still in reserve training today, but tomorrow I will be taken out by the strong men and I will fight hard.

However, during the meal, Chen Fan also found some news from the peers around him.

For example, the reserve only accepts disciples aged 12 to 15, which is said to be the most suitable for practicing martial arts in this age group.

After joining the reserve, in addition to participating in collective exercises every day, a small exam has to be held every other month and a major exam every six months.

Anyone who stands out in the assessment or practices strength in advance will be absorbed into the ranks of outer disciples.

If someone with outstanding qualifications is even more likely to be sent to the Golden Knife Gate headquarters for further study.

As for those who have been in the team for three years of training but have not yet developed strength, they will be eliminated into various subordinate industries of the Golden Knife Sect as servants after they are over 18 years old.

Like the Beggar's Head and Pai Pie Zhou who Chen Fan slaughtered before, he belonged to the peripheral gang of the Qingyi Gang. His status was almost the same as that of the serious disciples of the Jindao Sect. They were all low-level disciples who were eliminated without practicing their strength, but the names of each gang were different.

...

After dinner, Chen Fan walked around the side yard and became familiar with the environment, and then returned to the bedding shop.

At this time, night was already falling, and the candles were brightly lit in the Datong Bed. Some disciples who had been tired of practicing qigong had already snored. Some disciples who were not sleepy were either holding books to watch or chatting in groups of three or five.

No one dared to make a loud noise, because at the entrance of the Datongpu, a senior brother from the outer sect who had already practiced his strength was leaning against the gate and looking around, supervising and patrolling everyone.

After all, hundreds of young people living together with their young people, there are inevitable quarrels and frictions on weekdays. It is normal to have a master in charge of the market.

As for how to distinguish between preparatory disciples and outer disciples, we look at the golden knife logo on the other party’s black cuffs.

The one with a small knife is either a traitor or a reserve, while the one with two crossed knife embroidered is a symbol of the outer disciples.

Seeing this, Chen Fan's memories of military training during school in his previous life popped up in his mind, and tiptoed to the corner of Datongpu to go to bed and rest.

However, before he could take off his shoes, a black round-faced boy next to his bunk greeted him.

"Hello!"

"You're new to today, are you?"

"I haven't seen you before, let's make friends."

The young man is active and lively by nature and is not afraid of strangers. After chatting for a few words, Chen Fan became friends with this young man with a round-faced face.

The black round-faced boy named Li Tie. His family opened a blacksmith shop in the east of the city. The family has been making a living for generations. By the opportunity to provide weapons to Jinyuemen, his parents were dragging him in to practice martial arts.

Seeing that the other party was honest and cheerful, Chen Fan was happy to make friends with him.

Of course, Chen Fan hid his body slightly insidiously, saying that he was an orphan and was only accepted by the reserve force by the nobles in the branch.

After listening to Chen Fan's description, Li Tie showed envy.

Because ordinary preparatory disciples like Li Tie spend fifty taels of silver a year just for entry fees, and including food and miscellaneous expenses, they basically spend 100 taels of silver.

What is the concept of one hundred taels?

The annual expense of a family of three in Jinyue City is only ten taels of silver.

In this ancient society in another world, blacksmiths were considered high-income professions.

Like Chen Fan's previous begging income, he can earn a hundred ounces of money in three days, and a thousand ounces of money in a month. He can get a ounce of money in one tael of money in a month. He doesn't have to think about getting the entry fee for a few years without kowtowing.

The poor, civil and military officials still leave a deep-rooted impression in Chen Fan's mind even after traveling through time.

As for the hundreds of preparatory disciples in this Datongpu, they either came from a high-income craftsman family like Li Tie, or a wealthy family in the city, and it is said that there are also a large clan family from the suburbs, which can be called a mixture of fish and dragons.

As for why these disciples wanted to sharpen their heads and go to the Golden Knife Sect to practice martial arts. In addition to practicing martial arts, they could change their destiny, and rely on their sect's reputation to prevent the families behind these young people from being exploited and bullied.

...

After chatting with Li Tie for a while, he greeted several disciples next to him, and after looking familiar faces, Chen Fan lay down and closed his eyes to rest.

There have been many experiences in the past two days. Although this body has strong self-healing ability, mental consumption is inevitable.

Fortunately, the bed in Datong was quite comfortable, many times stronger than the straw mat before. In addition, there were people patrolling at night, so Chen Fan simply put down his guard and slept comfortably until dawn.

When the rooster crowed the next day, Chen Fan, who was sleeping, felt that there was movement to get up around him and opened his eyes in a daze.

Last night was the most stable night he had when he went to sleep through time. He slept for at least four hours until dawn.

After getting up and getting dressed, packing up the bedding, Li Tie took him to the cafeteria for breakfast, Chen Fan began his first practice at the Golden Knife Gate.

...

"Chen Fan, you just got started yesterday."

"It's half a year later than the disciples who have recently entered the game."

"Today I will first pass on your most basic stakes."

"When you get the stance and stand up alive, you will come to me to learn basic fist and foot skills."

In the martial arts performance field in the side school, Teacher Zhang, who was sitting on the stage, was giving Chen Fan a separate cooking ceremony, and none of the disciples in the stage dared to speak out.

Because this world in another world is also about human relationship society, the scene of Chen Fan being introduced by the young master yesterday had already spread among the reserve disciples.

Didn’t you see that even Teacher Zhang was polite to Chen Fanke?

These lower-level disciples knew that Chen Fan was a family of relationships with a certain background, and only a few disciples looked at Chen Fan who was being guided separately on the stage with some jealous and even weird eyes.

Chen Fan ignored the eyes of outsiders. He had the life experience of an adult in his previous life, so he naturally would not compete with a group of teenagers.

He focused on listening to the martial arts knowledge taught by Teacher Zhang, and then put in a very strange stance at the coach's guidance.

"This is the entry-level pile work of our Golden Knife Gate: the Golden Knife Body Stump."

"Before practicing stakes, I will tell you about the division of martial arts realms in the world."

"As the saying goes, practice muscles, bones, skin and muscles outside, and practice breath inside."

"The martial arts realm is divided into four major realms from the beginning to the practice of strength, and then to the subsequent strength condensation into qi."

"If you don't have the following status, you will be a third-rate, a second-rate, and a first-rate."

"Everyone who can temper the muscles, bones and skin to cultivate strength in the body is even a good player."

"A beginner like you is not even a formal warrior. A poor-minded expert can easily deal with dozens of beginners."

"Don't believe it? Come and see my strength."

After saying that, Teacher Zhang slapped at a vertical wooden stake in the stands.

A muffled sound came out, and Chen Fan looked at it with his pupils shrinking. He saw that there was a three-point palm print clearly where the place where Teacher Zhang had just slapped.

"So awesome!"

"This is the inefficient force?"

"What kind of scene will it look like if you practice true qi?" Chen Fan was shocked.

This is just using force on the wooden stake. If you slapped the human body with one palm, it would at least be a result of flesh and blood rupture.

"how?"

"My strength is a superb achievement that I have only after 20 years of hard work."

"Generally, those who practice small strength can leave a palm mark on the wooden stake at most."

Teacher Zhang looked quite contented. After accepting Chen Fan's admiration and admiration, he began to point out the key points of Chen Fan's body-forging stakes.

Body-building stakes are the most widely circulated basic stakes in the world, and are also the basic martial arts for beginners to cultivate their bodies and practice their strength.

The Golden Knife Body Forging Stump is an expert from the Golden Knife Gate. He has slightly changed the stumping technique on the basis of the body forging Stump. He practices the golden knife strength that can be condensed by great success. The strength has sharp attributes and can be followed by the advanced true qi technique transmitted within the Golden Knife Gate.
To be continued...