"Yeah, yes, I want to sign up and learn martial arts." Fan Wei didn't understand why this girl looked at him like a monster, but then again, this girl looked good, with a goose face, fair skin, and wearing a white martial arts outfit not only looked a bit heroic, but also made people feel youthful and energetic.

"Ah, you've found the right sir. This is the registration office for the martial arts hall." The girl grabbed Fan Wei's hand excitedly and took him to the table, looking very happy with a smile on her face.

"Uh... this is the registration office?" Fan Wei looked around with some confusion. Why is this registration office so deserted?

"What's your name? What kind of kung fu do you want to learn? Well, in fact, the fees in our martial arts school are really low. As long as you choose here, you will definitely be worth the money. I bet you will fall in love with this martial arts school." The girl talked in an eloquent manner and reached out and smiled again, "Thank you, one semester is charged 1,500 yuan, one year is charged 3,000 yuan, one week is charged 2,000 yuan, and two days off. Of course, if you want to participate in summer classes, we also have it. The tuition fee is 2,000 yuan per summer vacation, and of course the class time is much more intensive."

"Oh, the price is pretty good, but..." Fan Wei is also a personal talent. He looked at the extremely deserted registration office and was a little doubtful. Is the strength of this martial arts school really as good as this girl said?

"Oh sir, don't hesitate, it's really good here." Seeing that Fan Wei seemed a little hesitant, the girl hurriedly held his hand again and looked at him seriously.

"But... why is your martial arts school registration office so deserted? Isn't it? The master here is not good?" Fan Wei was indeed a little worried. If he found a half-tuned martial arts school, it would not only waste his money but also his time.

"What did you say?" The girl immediately put her hands on her hips and said angrily, "How could my father be so good? He is the 17th generation of Xingyiquan! Let me tell you, my father dare not be the first in the world in Kung Fu, and the top ten are definitely ranked! Last year, he also won the fourth place in the country's martial arts. If he wasn't too old in the middle, that's why..."

"Too old?" Fan Wei looked up and down at the girl in front of him, and said with some amusement, "I said, girl, you are only seventeen or eighteen years old at most. Your father is only in his forties or fifties. He should be in his prime?"

The girl's pretty face turned red when asked by Fan Wei, and she said angrily, "What are you talking nonsense? My dad... My dad is almost seventy years old..."

"Ah??" Fan Wei was really shocked at this time. When his father was 67 years old and his daughter was only 17 or 18 years old, what does this mean? In other words, his father was already fifty when he gave birth to her? My good deeds, not to mention whether the martial arts master of this martial arts master is good, at least he can have a child at the age of fifty. This perseverance... I must first admire you.

"Why, it's very strange? Humph, hey, I'm asking if you want to register?" The girl was obviously impatient. She knocked on the table and said, "My father's martial arts skills are very good, but these young people don't have the vision now. Should you learn it?"

"I..." Fan Wei was really hesitant, his master who was almost seventy years old... This...

"Nian'er, is someone here to register for Kung Fu?" Just as Fan Wei was hesitating, he saw an old man wearing a dark blue jacket, turning two bright health balls, with white hair but refreshed heads walking over from the other end of the corridor, looking at Fan Wei for a few more times before asking the girl beside him.

"Yes, Dad, this is the first one in half a month..." The girl said this and said quietly to her father standing in front of her, "The only one, don't mess it up!"

The old man nodded, but his eyes looked at Fan Wei again and again. Fan Wei also looked at the powerful man who had a daughter at the age of 40, the master of the martial arts hall. The two looked at each other a few times, and the old man suddenly had his eyes brightened and waved, "Young man, stand up and let me see."

As soon as he heard his father's voice, the girl seemed to have a noticeable change in her face and said angrily, "Dad, look, you are here again!"

Fan Wei was confused and didn't know what the two were doing. Since the old man wanted to make him stand up, he naturally stood up politely. The old man looked up and down a few times, reached out and touched several joints and acupoints on Fan Wei. He looked very experienced.

The girl's face became worse and worse, and she muttered dissatisfiedly, "Oh, another customer is going to be angry... Dad is really, I don't know how to change this weird temper. Where are some people born to practice martial arts? They are recruiting martial arts practitioners. They don't recruit disciples, so they need to be so serious..."

Listening to the girl's nagging, Fan Wei finally understood what was going on. The old man touched and tapped his body now to see if he had the roots and talent to practice martial arts. The reason why the place is sparsely populated and not lively is that this old man speaks straight to people with poor talent, and ends up getting angry with those who want to sign up.

Fan Wei was a little curious when he understood these things. He wondered what the old man would comment after seeing him?

After carefully observing and pinching more than a dozen body parts, the old man finally stopped his next move and nodded, "The root bones are quite careless, but unfortunately, he is a little older and has no martial arts experience. It will probably take at least fifteen years to achieve some results."

Fan Wei widened his eyes, unable to believe that he would say these words from the old man. What jokes are you going to get results in fifteen years? Then what other martial arts he needs to learn? Now Fan Wei finally fully understands why no one is willing to sign up here. If he meets such a master, even if he is full of confidence, he will be useless! He is still good at root and bone. If the root and bone are not good, wouldn't he have to practice for about twenty years?

The master of this museum... has a weird temper. Others don't refuse anyone to open a martial arts museum, but he is trying hard to drive his disciples. What a big world is really amazing?

Looking at Fan Wei with a pale face, the girl seemed to give up and sat back on the chair, hanging her head weakly and shaking her head. She already knew that even if she said this, no matter how good the temper was, she would not choose to learn martial arts here...

"But... if you are talented and willing to work hard the day after tomorrow, I am sure to get you the results within five years." At this time, the old man frowned slightly, opened his mouth and blurted out his words.

Fan Wei smiled bitterly and said, "Master, what does it mean to get a grade? Can you beat ten?"

"No, no, you have to get the top three in the martial arts competition." As soon as the old man said, Fan Wei was shocked. It turned out that the old man's score was not just about learning kung fu well, but about becoming a martial arts master?

After saying this, Fan Wei had some confidence. He also knew that martial arts was a skill that could not be rushed. It relied on diligence and talent. He was already very satisfied with becoming a master in five years.

"Hey boy, this is my evaluation of you. At the beginning, I can only promise five years. If you think it's too long, then go out and turn right and go to participate in a foreign martial arts hall, Taekwondo Karate, and the moves are handsome and fast. You can try it there." The old man stood up with his hands, without any respect when he spoke, but instead showed waves of disdain and arrogance in his eyes.

"Dad! Why are you always like this? Your business is stolen by others." The girl finally couldn't help but complain.

"What do you know? What I want is disciples who truly love martial arts, not those useless people who like to show off their legs and only know how to show off their legs! I have lived for so long, and the principles have never changed! Only those who can really calm down and learn are truly qualified to become disciples of my Xingyi Sect!" When the old man said this, he was quite proud and arrogant, no one else but me, but his white hair had already betrayed his age...

"Well, that... the owner of the museum, can I sign up?" Fan Wei couldn't bear to interrupt the old man's swearing momentum, pointed to the registration form on the table and smiled, "That... I think I can take over in five years."

The old man's eyes lit up, he nodded with satisfaction and turned around and left, "Nian'er, sign up, collect money, and take him to the training ground."

The girl named Nian'er immediately nodded repeatedly with her eyes lit up. For some reason, why did Fan Wei look at her? She seemed to have become a sucker?

Alas, if you are the one who is suspicious, who makes Fan Wei really dislike Goryeo Bangzi and the Japanese? When it comes to martial arts, our country is truly profound and profound!
Chapter completed!