On the outskirts of the town, inside the Lin family wooden house.
Lin Xiaotian went to the mountain to chop firewood and had not returned yet. Lin Xuan was slumped in a chair alone, smoking a dry cigarette with a sad face.
"It seems that if you want others to change their view of this brat, you have to start with his character."
After blowing out a green smoke ring, Lin Xuan reviewed Lin Xiaotian's performance during the half-month blind date, as well as the disgusted expressions of other people's daughters when they looked at him, and sighed helplessly.
If this guy continues to be a coward like this, he will definitely be a bachelor in his life.
"Dang..., good news! Good news..."
At this moment, a melodious sound of gongs suddenly came from the distance. He put down his pipe and listened carefully, and heard the news conveyed by the reporter.
"Huh? It's actually the castle tower?"
Lin Xuan raised his thick eyebrows, suddenly thought of something, and a glimmer of light flashed in his eyes.
The method of recruiting disciples in the castle tower is not like other vitality institutes that test the essence stones and inject vitality for assessment. Instead, it focuses on actual combat and selects the best through competition in the arena.
This is known to everyone in Luoyun.
"This may be a good opportunity to change this brat."
He rubbed his chin and thought for a moment, then nodded and made a decision.
No matter what, that brat must be allowed to participate in this competition. Only fighting can sharpen a man's will and solve the problem from the root.
…
The time came to noon.
The sun at noon is the most scorching and can make people feel oily.
In the scorching sun, Lin Xiaotian, who had returned from the back mountain, carried a very thick bundle of dry firewood on his back and returned to the courtyard of his cabin, sweating profusely.
"call……"
Throwing the firewood on his back everywhere, the young man collapsed on the ground and kept lifting his collar with his hands to disperse the hot sweat on his body.
His fat body is not useless, at least the dozens of kilograms of firewood on the ground do not pose much of a burden to him.
It was mainly due to the walking process. He weighed more than 230 kilograms, plus the firewood on his back, which meant that his legs had to bear a weight of nearly 300 kilograms.
His cultivation level is only in the Primary Yuan realm, and he is not yet at the point where he can use the vitality in his body to replenish his physical strength.
"You're back pretty quickly. Get up and go to the square in the center of the town with dad."
Hearing the sound of dry firewood falling to the ground in the courtyard, Lin Xuan put away his pipe and came out of the wooden house and said to Lin Xiaotian who was resting.
"Uh..., Dad, today is not an important day, why are you going there?"
"Besides, the sun is shining brightly now. Let's go after it gets cooler."
Lifting up his sleeves to wipe the sweat from his cheeks, Lin Xiaotian pursed his lips, obviously not wanting to go out in the scorching heat.
"Stop talking nonsense, the castle tower has come to the town to recruit disciples. Get up quickly and I will take you to sign up for the competition."
Lin Xuan rolled his eyes at Lin Xiaotian and said impatiently.
This kid has become more and more able to argue recently. In the past, he always followed me obediently and never said a word more.
"Tenshukaku? The top-notch Genki-in in our country!?"
Lin Xiaotian opened his mouth in disbelief, but he quickly thought of the second half of his father's sentence, and immediately twitched the corner of his mouth: "Dad, are you kidding me? With my strength, wouldn't I get beaten in vain if I go up there?"
Everyone knows the way the castle tower recruits disciples, which means that the competition site must be full of masters.
If you, an unknown person from the early Yuan Realm, participate in the competition, what else can you do on stage other than to get beaten?
Do you perform with a chest-breaking performance?
"Stop talking nonsense, even if you get beaten, you have to give it to me! Think about these blind dates, how many girls have said that you look spineless?"
"Besides, all the young people in the town have gone to this martial arts test. If you don't go on stage, won't people make fun of you even more?"
With that said, Lin Xuan walked towards Lin Xiaotian with long strides.
"But what..., Dad, you have to think twice. If I go on stage and lose, wouldn't you be very embarrassed? Then..."
"Ouch, don't do it, Dad, I'll get up right now."
Lin Xiaotian, who was at the end of his rope, tried to make a final struggle, but before he could finish his words, Lin Xuan grabbed his ear and lifted it up with a grin on his face.
"Losing is not losing ambition. Losing is better than not daring to fight. Let's go!"
After mentioning Lin Xiaotian, Lin Xuan kicked his big butt, causing the boy to stumble forward a few steps.
"Oh..., what's all this?"
Touching his hot ears with one hand and rubbing his painful buttocks with the other, Lin Xiaotian looked bitter and had no choice but to hurry up and walk ahead of his father.
…
The central square of Qingyun Town is a circular arena with a diameter of ten feet, surrounded by dozens of rows of staggered stone steps. It is usually opened when major festival gatherings are held in the town.
At this moment, thousands of people had gathered in the wide square, almost half of the town's residents.
When the Lin family father and son arrived, the circular square was already packed and very lively.
A group of women were eating melon seeds and talking about other people's children. There were vendors sipping peanut soju among the crowd, and there were also many old men and women holding watermelons and spitting out a few black seeds on the ground from time to time.
Just like a group of melon-eating people joining in the fun.
Of course, the largest number of people came to register for the martial arts examination, and the middle-aged men and women cheered for their children. The scene was as noisy as a festival.
The conditions for the competition to recruit disciples to the castle tower are very loose, and all young people under the age of sixteen apply, including those who have been admitted to other Genki Institutes before.
Since the new disciples are free persons before reporting to the Genki Institute, they do not have to worry about offending other Genki Institutes.
Therefore, a large number of people came to participate in the competition. In order to save time, the town's law enforcers arranged four temporary wooden arenas in the center of the circular square to conduct multiple competitions at the same time.
At this moment, in every arena, passionate young men and women were coming and going, fighting each other with fists and kicks, and the battle was quite fierce.
The outcome of the competition is very simple.
Taking the initiative to admit defeat, being knocked out of the ring, or losing combat effectiveness is considered defeat.
The loser is eliminated and the winner advances to the next round.
And in an attic five feet away from the arena, there was an old man in gorgeous clothes sitting.
The old man was calm and relaxed, sitting like an ancient pine, with a powerful aura surging around his body. He was obviously an expert with extraordinary strength.
Several town law enforcers sitting next to him would introduce the outstanding young talents in the town to the old man with a flattering smile. Naturally, they hoped that the old man could recruit more young people as disciples in the cabinet. This chapter has been completed!