"No, I don't accept it, why did you eliminate me based on my merits!"
"This is so unfair. I have worked hard for many years just for this day. How could I lose the election out of nowhere?"
The referee ignored them and looked to the left, "Congratulations to the candidate on the left, you can enter the branch of the Martial Arts Academy."
"What, you just joined like this?" The Martial Arts Academy has branches in various major cities. For most people, the inner and outer courtyards are out of reach, so being able to enter one of the branches is already a blessing.
Some people frowned fiercely, wondering why they were assigned to a branch without even competing. He went there for a spot in an outer hospital.
At that moment, a vigorous figure jumped out from the crowd on the left and landed in front of the ring with a "bang", raising dust.
The young man's face was resolute and unruly, "I think this judgment is unfair. I have the strength to enter the outer courtyard!"
"What a loud tone."
"Who is this person?"
"It's him, Ji Wuming, who is known as the bone-breaking hand. I heard that he is already a congenital man when he is not even forty!"
"No wonder he is dissatisfied. With this level of cultivation in the past, there is no way he can compete!"
As Ji Wuming came forward, several more figures came up from the right or the left, none of them were convinced.
Yuan Qiao said nothing, and the pressure of Foundation Establishment crashed down on the noisy crowd, causing those people to tremble with their buttocks and break out in cold sweat.
Everyone could not help but feel awe in their hearts and did not dare to make any mistakes.
Seeing that the court became quiet, Yuan Qiao looked at the few people who jumped out to express their dissatisfaction, "Martial arts academy is not a charity hall. Those who enter our academy must be outstanding disciples with both talent and strength. I won't hide it from you."
He opened his hands toward the eleven people in the middle, "They will enter the outer courtyard."
Li Baimao. The dozen or so people in Luo Qianshan suddenly became targets. All kinds of eyes were on their cultivation, strength, age and appearance, and they were all thrown at them if they were envious, jealous or dissatisfied.
"Look at that kid who just got started."
"Why? How am I worse than them?"
Luo Qianshan raised his chin and said, "A bunch of rubbish, they just know how to yell."
Over there, Ji Wuming glanced at him, feeling dissatisfied, and bowed to Yuan Qiao, "Please tell me the reason!"
Yuan Qiao said, "The reason is very simple. How old are you? How many years have you been practicing martial arts?"
"Low-grade Gengu, this disciple has been practicing martial arts since he was six years old, and it has been twenty-seven years now!"
"Very good. You have been able to enter Xiantian in twenty-seven years, which shows that you have also put your heart into it."
Ji Wuming was slightly happy, but he heard Yuan Qiao say "but" and pointed at one of the dozen people.
The young man was very thin. When he saw Yuan Qiao pointing at him, he took a step forward and said, "Wu Lin, do you have any advice?"
"How old are you? How many years have you been practicing martial arts?"
Wu Lin glanced at Ji Wuming, feeling happy and helpless at the same time, "My disciple has a good foundation and has practiced martial arts for seventeen years, and now he has achieved a small amount of innate talent."
Everyone was shocked. Is the potential brought by Gen Gu so great?
It's a grade difference, and it's been ten years.
Ji Wuming's eyes dimmed, and his confident arrogance suddenly faded.
Everyone whispered, and even the dozen or so people in the middle felt cruel.
At this time, Luo Qianshan took a step forward and said, "Forgive me, disciple, but your words are biased!"
"Is it just because of my bones that I have a place in the outer courtyard now? If I don't practice day and night, what's the use of having this bone!"
Someone shouted, "It's up to Heaven to make things happen, and people to plan things out. Martial arts are all about yourself. Stick to your roots and ask your heart. What else can you do? Isn't this what the gentlemen taught us!"
"I thought the root bones were just a help and could not be the determining factor in the success or failure of martial arts!"
"Yes, does it mean that my hard work for more than ten years is worth less than their achievements in a few years?"
Yuan Qiao appreciated their persistence, so he did not argue whether their words were right or wrong, but affirmed, "You are right. When you enter this continent, you will find that talent is not important.
.”
"Geniuses with a low level of cultivation will be hacked to death by mediocre people with a high level of cultivation, or they will be suddenly trapped to death in some deserted place, or they will be lost in the crowd before their fireworks can bloom. When you cannot predict the future,
It could fall at any time."
"And those with poor talent will definitely accomplish nothing?" Yuan Qiao said, "I am now building the foundation. Before this bone-testing stone came out, I always thought I was a genius. After all, I am only sixty-nine years old.
!”
Everyone said, "What about now!"
Yuan Qiao sighed, "This damn stone tells me that I am of inferior quality!"
Everyone couldn't help laughing, and felt a lot more relaxed, "This is really a damn stone!"
"But gentlemen!" Yuan Qiao's voice sounded like a bell, "Do you know the true purpose of this test?"
The candidates were frightened by his sudden serious face, and they all calmed down and looked at him. Since this stone cannot determine the long-term road, why should they use it to judge their fate.
"Everyone, please remember the purpose of the Martial Arts Academy: stick to your heart and swear to prove the martial arts!"
"The word "Martial Arts" means practicing it physically, following one's own heart, standing up after breaking through, and moving forward indomitably. This world is more cruel than you imagine. From now on, you will be possessed by power and sex, be obsessed with profit, and will be trapped in a state where you can't
If you make an inch of progress, you will have no choice but to waste time. Poverty, suffering, dangers, and temptations all exist all the time!"
"The meaning of the existence of the Martial Academy is to guide you in the direction and try to avoid the hidden dangers in life. You will eventually find it. It is the only place that can give you fairness, because here, there is no need for background and no burden. You will use your
Strength gets you everything you want.”
"And the first lesson it wants to teach you is reality!"
"You must clarify your position!" Yuan Qiao glanced in Zhan Changfeng's direction with a hint, "Someone asked for a retest today, but I did not allow it. I can understand your disappointment when you learned that you have no talent.
It’s unbelievable, but is it difficult to admit that you are not talented enough!”
Yuan Qiao pointed to the four groups of people, "Inferior-grade root bones. Lower-grade root bones. Medium-grade root bones. Upper-grade root bones. When everyone's conditions are the same, you cannot deny that those with good root bones will practice faster. Martial Arts Academy
It cannot bet on your efforts, nor does it expect you to study for half your life, so it will only choose the one with the most potential before you officially embark on martial arts and show your worth!"
Some people's hearts were surging, and some people were disappointed. At this time, Yuan Qiao said loudly, "The next is the second lesson, survival of the fittest!"
Everyone looked at him directly as if they heard the thunder.
He smiled heartily, "Life is always full of surprises, isn't it? No one will stay in the same position until death."
"In martial arts, persistence and progress are the key points, talent is only secondary, so the time for you to show your strength is coming soon."
Yuan Qiao announced, "Tomorrow's arena competition, in the morning session, those with bad qualities will have a chance to challenge the branch candidates. If they win, they will be admitted to the branch, and if they lose, the branch candidates will be eliminated. In the afternoon session, the candidates of the branch will have a melee, and a hundred will be decided.
names, branch candidates beyond a hundred will be eliminated.”
"The third level is when the candidates from the branch house challenge the candidates from the outer house, and the winner takes over!"
Everyone was shocked, this turn of events happened so quickly.
Especially the candidates for the branch house, their faces are full of confusion. Compared with the opportunity to challenge the candidates from the outer house to enter the outer house, they are more surprised that they are not determined to enter the branch house.
More than 600 of them will be eliminated! Only one hundred!
Who to pull down?
Of course it's weak.
With the referee's "dismissal", today's assessment ended, but the aftermath continued noisily and rushed to the exit.
After the people from the Qingbai Mountain Society School gathered together, Lin Wu Zhuozhuo looked at Li Baimao, Luo Qianshan, and Xiao Shaobai, "I didn't expect that our Society School would produce three middle-grade bones, not bad!"
Li Baimao was extremely anxious, "It's over, it's over, I feel like I will definitely be eliminated the day after tomorrow."
He is a candidate of the outer court with a middle-grade talent, but he is regarded as a thorn in the side by a branch candidate with a hundred low-grade talents. Not to mention that he is an acquired talent.
Luo Qianshan. Xiao Shaobai's situation was similar, but he didn't show it to him like this. He only had two days and one night, so he couldn't improve his cultivation by leaps and bounds and punch Nanshan.
Lin Wu comforted him, "You just need to find a way to withstand three challenges. Even if you can't go to the outer hospital, you can still go to the branch hospital."
He changed his words and said to Leng Yi'an and others, "You are different. Tomorrow there will be many people with inferior Gengu who will challenge you. Don't listen to it that inferior Gengu is very bad, but those people are much older than you."
, he has rich combat experience, and he might use a killer move, so you must be careful."
When Zhan Changfeng came here, he was speechless. He still refused to believe Mr. Yao Yu's words. How could she be congenital? Even if she was congenital, her bones would not match her.
Lin Wu glanced at Zhan Changfeng. The girl had an incomprehensible expression. She seemed to be in a state of wandering. She was really weird. She didn't have the passion or spirit of martial arts at all.