Chapter 6 First Battle, Examination of Named Disciples
No matter who comes, they should inspect it for three to five years first. This is Duan Hong's idea... No, it should be said that this is a common practice in this era.
Zhong Chao was able to learn Yijue because the original owner had been busy at the Vajra Martial Arts School for a whole year before he got the chance.
This is because low-level martial arts are not taken seriously. The core secrets of the Vajra Martial Arts School have more demanding learning conditions than the skills of a medicine master.
It can only be said that the law should not be taught lightly, and it is vividly reflected in this world.
Ignoring what happened next, and after confirming that there would be no more opportunities with the pharmacist, Zhong Chao went directly to the registration office for registered disciples, where he also met the disciples who had just signed up.
"Dachao, why are you here?"
"Sign up."
"Wait a minute, you also sign up, and you can fight us with a single blow!!!"
Seeing the surprise in Zong Sheng's eyes, Zhong Chao shrugged and said, "How many moves have you mastered with Vajra Palm?"
"Uh...one move."
"Are you skilled enough to use it 100%?"
"..."
This sentence made him silent.
However, Zhong Chao didn't look happy when he asked him to shut up.
"We can all sign up even if we don't know anything, and we may even have the chance to take the lead. This proves that the Vajra Martial Arts School has a huge gap in its registered disciples."
"But there are exams for registered disciples every year. In some years, there are even exams two or three times. So many registered disciples, where did they go!"
This kind of thing makes people shudder when thinking about it. If possible, he really doesn't want to become a registered disciple of the martial arts school, but he, who comes from a humble background, wants to get ahead, so he can only find a way out from here.
…
Signing up is easy.
On the second day, when he arrived at the martial arts venue, Zhong Chao found that, including himself, there were thirty-six handyman disciples who chose to fight.
Obviously, even the energetic young man is not satisfied with his position as a handyman disciple.
Zhong Chao counted the number of people, and Zong Sheng went to inquire about it. When he returned, he had found out some information: "Da Chao, we are recruiting twelve people this time, which means we have to eliminate twenty-four. Also,
Yes, there are seven people who signed up this time that need attention, six of them are old people who stayed from the previous round, and one is born with brute strength."
The last one, Zhong Chao, had already seen it. Among the young men who were generally not tall, there was one who looked particularly big.
As for martial arts, at the low stage, the bonus given by one's natural physique is huge.
"He's a strong enemy... No, I'm recruiting twelve people this time. I don't need to fight him to the death."
While the two were talking, as the time came, an instructor came here to preside over the selection.
There aren’t that many bells and whistles, just whoever’s name is called will step forward.
"Laixiang, Fang Cao..."
Under Zhong Chao's watchful eye, selections began one after another and ended quickly.
Because he was at the back of the queue, Zhong Chao actually watched several games, including many performances by the "Old Handyman".
What made Zhong Chao raise his brows was that although the strength of these 'old men' was a little higher than that of ordinary handyman disciples, they were... not much higher.
Even the 'old man' who was fighting against Di Hua, who was born with brute strength, was defeated by him with his brute strength.
"To be so weak..."
This situation was beyond Zhong Chao's expectation, but soon he thought of:
"The handyman disciples are so busy all day long that their feet never touch the ground, and they can't spare any time to practice."
"Moreover, they are working as laborers. They have no medicine or food. Even if they take the time, they don't dare to practice too hard. In this case, the only thing that matters is the strength."
"Running for the election of a registered disciple is the right path."
After watching other people's competitions, Zhong Chao knew that with Steam Turbine One, he could advance steadily.
that's the truth.
Soon, the instructor called him.
When Zhong Chao came on stage, the busboy opposite was quite happy at first.
"It's you, the loser who chose to fight in one breath... I'm so lucky!"
"Shut up and start now."
Even watching the rookies pecking each other made the coach a little annoyed. Sensing his emotions, Zhong Chao and the other handyman did not dare to say anything. After cupping their fists and handing over their hands, they rushed to the opposite side.
"Vajra Palm!"
It is indeed the most famous technique of the Vajra Martial Arts School. Anyone can do both of them.
However, when he first obtained the technique, there was almost no change in the man's palms.
More importantly, it's too slow.
Therefore, Zhong Chao, who took a deep breath and turned on the steam turbine, took the lead and punched the man in the empty door.
"Bang!"
A punch with twice the force sent the man flying.
Such a clean victory made the surrounding handyman disciples stunned for a moment.
"He actually flew away with one punch. Is Zhong Chao so strong?"
"Didn't you say that One Qi Jue has no power? What's going on?"
"It has nothing to do with martial arts. Zhong Chao should be born with brute strength just like the silly big man Di Hua."
The handyman disciple looked like he was getting to know Zhong Chao again, but the coach who came over just took a look and stopped paying attention.
This also made Zhong Chao, who put his best effort into his performance, laugh at himself.
"Being valued by others and taking off so quickly is something that can only be imagined."
After stepping down, Zhong Chao, who no longer held the hope of a pie in the sky, did not relax, but went all out.
He was lacking in food, medicine, free time, and even exercises, and he no longer wanted to stay as a handyman disciple.
Without holding anything back, coupled with the proficiency-level steam turbine, the person fighting Zhong Chao is no match for him.
In comparison, Zongsheng is much more difficult.
However, with the supplement of medicine residue and his courage to fight, his strength is still stronger than that of ordinary disciples, and this slight strength is enough for him to enter the twelve places.
But after the quota was selected, the coach did not leave immediately. Instead, he looked at Zhong Chao and Di Hua with interest.
"You two have a fight and let me see who has stronger natural strength."
"……yes."
A meaningless fight did not suit Zhong Chao's wishes, but the coach wanted to see it, and Zhong Chao, who did not dare to offend him, had no choice but to step forward.
The same is true for Di Hua opposite.
Standing in the center of the ring, clasping fists and cupping each other's hands, the two men, who didn't know many advanced martial arts skills, punched each other directly.
"Buzz!"
The steam turbine was turned on, and Zhong Chao, who exerted 200% of his power, collided with Di Hua, who was born with brute strength, and made a banging sound.
This was a no-frills collision, and the two were evenly matched.
However, compared to the expressionless Di Hua, Zhong Chao's fist felt a heartbreaking pain.
"Innate brute strength is not only great strength, but also thick skin. You have no advantage against me!"
"Moreover, the energy is also being consumed rapidly."
The steam turbine was eventually improved, but today it still only has the power to hold its breath.
Although, after nearly a month of training, Zhong Chao's steam turbine was able to last for fifteen minutes, but that was in a low power consumption state.
Vigorous movements will quickly consume the 'qi' inhaled. He has done experiments and knows that in a full-out battle, the inhaled Qi can only last three minutes.
"We must defeat him within three minutes."
This is not difficult. Although Di Hua has great brute strength, his speed is a bit slow compared to Zhong Chao.
"Bang! Bang! Bang!"
Zhong Chao tried his best to throw three punches in a row, but Di Hua only blocked two. The last punch hit him in the chest without any fancy.
However, his natural brute strength was indeed extraordinary. When he punched him in the chest, he just bared his teeth and continued to attack Zhong Chao.
This time, Zhong Chao did not dare to fight with him. He turned around and used his speed to reach his side, and then punched out.
"Bang!" "Bang!" "Bang!"
With his speed, Zhong Chao didn't let him touch him anymore and punched him several times in a row.
After five punches, Di Hua's body could no longer bear it and he fell to the ground.