Liver Progress From the Beginning

  Chapter 48 Reaching the sky in one step

  Looking at the group of people who jumped onto the stage, the owner Yuan Ming shrugged towards the opposite side:

   "It seems that my disciples in the Vajra Martial Arts Academy are still somewhat bloody."

  Hearing this, Lin Hongfei didn't say anything anymore:

   "Since you insist on this, then follow the rules of the martial arts battle, and fight from the bottom disciples first."

   Having said that, he withdrew from the ring, followed by a group of high-ranking disciples from both sides.

  When they got off the ring, they were also looking at each other, planning to leave the one with the lowest status on the ring, and then Zhong Chao found out numbly that he had the lowest status.

  He is so low that many people don't know him, and so does the owner.

  Looking at Zhong Chao who remained on the ring, he waved to an old man.

   "Lu Er, who is that? A child of whose family?"

   "Master, I don't know him either."

  Finding that he didn't know who Zhong Chao was, Lu Er hurriedly asked below. After asking more than ten times, 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.

   "??? Handyman disciple?"

   Knowing Zhong Chao's identity, Yuan Ming was stunned for the first time. Even he didn't expect that there would be a bronze medal named disciple fighting for the martial arts hall.

   After being stunned, he laughed heartily.

   This time it was a real laugh, not the mockery just now, and said three good words:

   "Hahahaha, the bronze medal disciple who was promoted from handyman, good boy, good courage... Work hard, no matter whether you win or not, after the battle, you will be my registered disciple of Yuan Ming!"

  …

  Going into the ring, he found that except himself, everyone else had silver medals, gold medals and stewards. Zhong Chao was completely speechless.

  When he saw that he was going to start the first battle, he became even more numb.

  Shoot the first bird, fight in the middle, the high-level will not notice yourself, but the beginning is impressive.

   Because of this, Zhong Chao regretted it rarely, and prepared to fight at will during the battle, and retreated unobtrusively.

   However, before he could act according to plan, the voice of the owner Yuan Ming rang out.

  The phrase "named disciples" made Zhong Chao's eyes turn red.

   "One step to the sky!"

   This sentence can perfectly describe Zhong Chao's current situation.

   Handyman, bronze medal, silver medal, gold medal, this is the promotion path for ordinary disciples of King Kong Martial Arts.

   Handymen have no time, no freedom, no resources, and are at the bottom of the martial arts school.

   Bronze medals are well paid, but they are only consumables, and life-threatening.

  After reaching the silver medal, everything is different. At this time, not only is the student's life safe and sound, but he also has the right to leave the martial arts gym freely.

   Zhong Chao’s purpose in this battle is also the same. As long as he obtains the silver medal status, he will be free.

   This is still a silver medal, but if you reach the gold medal, you can already be regarded as a respectable person. Before that, when the King Kong Martial Art Museum was still prestigious, the gold medal disciples would be scrambled by the government, gangsters, and rich people—although they were fighting for guards.

  As for the disciples registered by the master, the status is especially above the gold medal.

  Obviously, Zhong Chao could not be promoted to this level in the first place, but when he returned home, he found that almost all his disciples were rebelling. No matter what he looked like, the owner of the hall, Yuan Ming, was still a little sad in his heart.

  Under such circumstances, Zhong Chao, a handyman, was willing to die for him. He was so excited that he made the promise.

   Zhong Chao, on the other hand, considered whether he wanted to do his best.

"It's nothing special, even if it's just for the sake of face, the owner of the pavilion will accept me as a disciple, but that's all... the excitement will eventually cool down, and when the enthusiasm subsides, I will have nothing but the name of the registered disciple. .”

   "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 owner of the pavilion, Yuan Ming, may not be able to win. Once he loses, I, as a young bird, will also be implicated."

  The latter is what Zhong Chao worries about.

   But, soon, he shook his head and smiled wryly.

   "I can't keep a low profile anymore... Even if I am a registered disciple, I am bound to the owner of the hall and merged into the eyes of the high-level."

  Thinking like this, Zhong Chao let go of everything instead.

  ‘Since there is no way out, let’s fight hard! '

   "Zhong Chao, the bronze medal disciple of King Kong Martial Arts, please fight! Although I am weak, King Kong Martial Arts can not be humiliated!"

  Since he has decided to completely stand on the side of King Kong Martial Arts, Zhong Chao doesn't mind giving himself points with words.

  This effect is not bad.

  After first hearing the promise of the owner Yuan Ming, most of the onlookers present, whether it was the Vajra Martial Art or the Qingyu Sword Gym, were shocked and—jealous!

   "Registered disciple!"

   "Fuck, lucky bastard."

   "A handyman has become a registered disciple, how is he worthy!"

  Everyone thought that Zhong Chaode was unworthy, and he was definitely lucky, but Zhong Chao's righteous words made some kind-hearted people reflect.

   "Hey, it's not just luck that he can become a named disciple, but also courage and loyalty."

   "I wish I had stood up at that time."

  Not only the lower level, but even the sixth senior brother and Lin Hongfei looked at Zhong Chao with admiration.

  Superior, who doesn't like people who swear allegiance to the death.

   Even, in the eyes of some people, loyalty is more important than ability.

  Because of his appreciation, Lin Hongfei didn't make things difficult for him.

   "Jing Xiong, go up and give him a decent defeat... Zhong Chao, if you can't stay in the Vajra Martial Arts Gym, you can come to my Qingyu Sword Gym."

   Zhong Chao didn’t reply to the invitation, but just took out a handful of polished stones from his pocket, made a fist with his right hand, and put a round stone in front of his thumb.

   While Zhong Chao was making preparations, Jing Xiong, who was facing him, came on stage, and his eyes... were full of jealousy.

  Not everyone can reflect on themselves. There are more mortals in the world. Some people feel more uncomfortable when they see others making money than losing money themselves.

   Jingxiong is one of them, and he was born in a wealthy family, and he looks down on servants very much.

   What made him even more angry was that the self-proclaimed nobility had not yet become the master's registered disciple, and was in the process of assessment, while Zhong Chao was already one step ahead.

  A muddy leg climbed onto his head, his status was higher than his own, which made Jing Xiong feel offended and humiliated.

  'The mud legs should be planed for me in the ground. If you want to turn over and be on my head, you don't deserve it! '

  The jealousy in his heart made him prepare to abolish Zhong Chao.

  At the same time, his disdain for the handyman disciples made him even reluctant to talk to Zhong Chao.

   Seeing this, Zhong Chao will not be boring himself.

"breathe…"

   "Om!"

  Following the inhalation into the abdomen and visualization, the steam turbine was activated in an instant, and the high-heat steam diffused to his whole body, driving his blood to flow rapidly, greatly increasing his physical strength.

  At the same time, the characteristic of flicking skills: a charged blow was also activated by Zhong Chao.

   At the moment when this feature was turned on, Zhong Chao felt the power of his whole body being transmitted to the palm of his right hand through 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.

  —During this process, the golden clothes of the pure yang golden bell and the qi of Yuanyang played a role in stabilizing the foundation.

  Without these two exercises, the high-heat steam could directly blast his palm into pieces, but now, although his palm was filled with energy and painful, it was not cracked after all.

   Being able to bear it also means that Zhong Chao has controlled this power.

  'Qi gathering completed! '

  (end of this chapter)