Looking at the people jumping on the stage, the owner Yuan Ming shrugged towards the opposite side:
"It seems that the disciples of my Vajra Martial Arts School are still somewhat bloody."
After hearing this, Lin Hongfei said nothing more:
"Since you insist on this, then follow the rules of martial arts fighting and start with the lowest disciples to fight first."
Having said this, he retreated from the ring, followed by a group of high-level disciples from both sides.
When they got off the ring, they were watching each other, preparing to leave the one with the lowest status on the ring. Then, Zhong Chao was stunned to find that he had the lowest status.
It's so low that many people don't know him, including the owner of the museum.
Looking at Zhong Chao who remained on the ring, he waved to an old man.
"Lu Er, who is that? Whose descendant is he?"
"Sir, I don't know him either."
After realizing that he didn't know who Zhong Chao was, Lu Er hurriedly asked below. After asking more than ten people, he found out that Zhong Chao's identity was a bronze medal registered disciple, and he had just been promoted from a handyman for less than a month.
"???Common servant disciple?"
After learning Zhong Chao's identity, Yuan Ming was stunned for the first time. Even he did not expect that there would be a bronze medal-named disciple fighting to the death for the martial arts school.
After the shock passed, he laughed heartily.
This time it was real laughter, not the mockery just now, and he said three good words:
"Hahahaha, you are a bronze medal disciple who was promoted from a handyman. What a good boy. What courage... Work hard. Regardless of whether you win or not, after the battle, you will be my registered disciple, Yuan Ming!"
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When he got on the ring and found out that except for himself, everyone else had silver medals, gold medals and stewards, Zhong Chao was completely speechless.
When he saw that he was about to start the first battle, he felt a little numb.
If you shoot for the first time and fight in the middle, the higher-ups won't notice you, but at the beginning, you will be impressed.
Because of this, Zhong Chao felt rare regrets and prepared to fight at will and retreat unobtrusively.
However, before he could act according to the plan, the voice of the owner Yuan Ming rang out.
That sentence about "named disciple" made Zhong Chao's eyes turn red.
"Reach to the sky in one step!"
This sentence can perfectly describe Zhong Chao's current situation.
Handyman, bronze medal, silver medal, gold medal, these are the promotion paths for ordinary disciples of the Vajra Martial Arts Hall.
The handyman has no time, no freedom, no resources, and is at the bottom of the martial arts gym.
Bronze medals offer good treatment, but they are only consumables and may put your life at risk.
After reaching the silver medal, everything is different. Not only is the disciple's life safe at this time, but he also has the right to freely leave the martial arts gym.
The purpose of Zhong Chao's participation in this competition is also the same. As long as he obtains the silver medal status, he will be free.
This is still a silver medal. After reaching the gold medal, he is already considered a prominent figure. Previously, when the Vajra Martial Arts Hall still had prestige, when a gold medal disciple came out, he would be competed for by the government, gangs and rich people - although they were competing to be a bodyguard.
The status of the registered disciples of the master is especially above the gold medal.
Obviously, Zhong Chao was originally unable to be promoted to this level no matter what, but when he returned from an outing, he found that almost all his disciples were rebelling. No matter how he looked on the surface, Yuan Ming, the leader of the hall, was still a little sad in his heart.
Under such circumstances, Zhong Chao, a handyman, was actually willing to die for him. In excitement, he made the promise.
Zhong Chao, on the other hand, considered whether he should try his best.
"If things go on smoothly, the master of the hall will accept me as his disciple even for the sake of face, but that's all...the excitement will eventually cool down. When the enthusiasm subsides, I will have nothing but the name of the disciple.
Already."
"Go all out. If I perform well, this registered disciple may be real..."
"It's just that, in this way, I will inevitably come into the sight of big shots, and the museum owner Yuan Ming may not be able to win. Once he loses, as a leader, I will also be implicated."
The latter is what worries Zhong Chao.
However, he soon shook his head and smiled bitterly.
"I can no longer keep a low profile... Even if I am a registered disciple, I am bound to the master of the hall and have been included in the eyes of the higher-ups."
Thinking like this, Zhong Chao let go of everything.
'Since there is no way out, let's go for it!'
"Zhong Chao, a bronze medal disciple of the Vajra Martial Arts Hall, please fight! Although I am weak, the Vajra Martial Arts Hall cannot be humiliated!"
Now that he has decided to completely side with the Vajra Martial Arts Hall, Zhong Chao doesn't mind using words to add points to himself.
This effect is quite good.
When they first heard about the promise of Yuan Ming, the owner of the gym, the emotions that emerged in the hearts of most of the people watching, whether it was the Vajra Martial Arts Hall or the Qingyu Sword Hall, were shock and - jealousy!
"Named disciple!"
"Fuck, you lucky bastard."
"A handyman has become a registered disciple, how can he deserve it!"
Everyone thought that Zhong Chaode was not worthy of his position and that he was absolutely unlucky. However, Zhong Chao's righteous words actually made some kind-hearted people reflect.
"Well, he became a registered disciple not only due to luck, but also to courage and loyalty."
"I wish I had stood up at that time."
Not only those at the bottom, but also the Sixth Senior Brother and Lin Hongfei looked at Zhong Chao with admiration in their eyes.
Who doesn't like someone who is loyal to the superior?
Even, in the eyes of some people, loyalty is more important than ability.
Because of his appreciation, Lin Hongfei didn't go out of his way to embarrass him.
"Jing Xiong, go ahead and give him a decent defeat... Zhong Chao, if you can't stay at the Vajra Martial Arts Hall, you can come to my Qingyu Sword Hall."
Zhong Chao did not reply to this invitation, but took out a handful of polished stones from his pocket, clenched his right hand into a fist, and placed a round stone in front of his thumb.
While Zhong Chao was making preparations, Jing Xiong came on stage opposite him, and his eyes were full of jealousy.
Not everyone will reflect on themselves. There are more ordinary people in the world. Some people feel even worse when they see others making money than when they lose money themselves.
Jingxiong is one of them, and he comes from a wealthy family and looks down on servants.
What made him even more angry was that he, who claimed to be noble, had not yet become the registered disciple of the master of the hall and was in the process of assessment, but Zhong Chao was already one step ahead.
Jing Xiong felt offended and humiliated when a man with mud legs climbed on top of him and had a higher status than him.
'You should be digging for food in the ground for me, you mud-legged one. If you want to turn over and land on my head, you are not worthy!'
The jealousy in his heart made him prepare to destroy Zhong Chao.
At the same time, his disdain for the handyman disciples made him unwilling to talk to Zhong Chao.
Seeing this, Zhong Chao would not ask for trouble.
"breathe……"
"Buzz!"
As he inhaled and visualized, the steam turbine started in an instant, and the high-heat steam spread to his whole body, driving his blood to flow rapidly, greatly increasing his body strength.
At the same time, Zhong Chao also activated the characteristic of the Finger Snap Kung Fu: a charged blow.
At the moment when this feature was turned on, Zhong Chao felt that the power of his whole body was transmitted to the palm of his right hand through the muscles and bones. At the same time, part of the high-heat steam was also attracted and converged towards his right hand.
Because a large amount of steam gathered in one place, his palms swelled and doubled in size.
——In this process, the golden clothes of the Pure Yang Golden Bell and the energy of Yuanyang play a role in stabilizing the foundation.
Without these two techniques, the high-heat steam would have gathered and would have blown his palms to pieces. But now, although his palms were so swollen and painful from the force, they did not crack after all.
Being able to withstand it also means that Zhong Chao has controlled this power.