Mysterious journey

From a distance, Garen only saw three contestants, including his sister. He gently released the bow string, and three lines of shadow flew out instantly and nailed the target.

His eyesight was not very good, but he saw that the other players' arrows were a little crooked, while his younger sister Ying'er's arrows were much closer to the target.

There were shouts and boos from the surrounding fields, and the loudest shouts came from Class 6 where Ying'er was located.

Then the second round, the third round

Jia Lung didn’t understand the rules here either, but he just watched Ying’er’s arrows getting bursts of shouts. Students and girls from Class 6 shouted Ying’er’s name. She seemed to be very popular and didn’t want to be at home. He is so submissive in front of his parents.

The game lasted for more than an hour before the statistics were completed. Garen yawned as he watched. Finally, when it was time to go to the martial arts gym for the test, he waved to his sister before leaving, and then walked back through the crowd.

Squeezed out of the lively crowd, the other normal teaching areas of the school were somewhat deserted. Only the occasional student and teacher moving things passed by in a hurry, obviously preparing for some sports event.

Garen took a look at the sky. The sun was pale and pale, and there was no warmth in it when it shone on his body. The autumn wind still made him feel chilly all over.

Exiting the somewhat deserted school gate, he turned around and walked towards the street of the martial arts branch.

Baiyun Martial Arts has set up a branch on the street next to Shengying College. Many of the students taught there are students who signed up from the college. It is regarded as a comprehensive development of quality education, so there is no objection from the college.

He came out with the key and walked in through the gate of Baiyun Martial Arts Hall. There were several people in white clothes sitting on the chairs in the front hall, some old and young. One of them was the instructor that Garen had seen, a beautiful woman. Samantha.

I don’t know the other Galleons.

The chairs in the front hall are only qualified for the general branch library managers to sit on. Although students are generally not prohibited from sitting there, there are only a few good seats at the entrance of the hall. As a junior, I am too embarrassed to sit there carelessly.

Garen nodded politely to Samara, and then walked toward the playground from the winding road on the left. Instead of entering the playground, he continued walking to the left along the eaves. Soon he came to a small room with a white painted door and knocked on the door gently.

"Please come in, the door is unlocked." A young man's voice came out.

Garen opened the door and walked in.

Inside is a room that resembles an office filing room. A gentle man was sitting in front of the desk, holding a pen and moving it in circles, as if he was thinking about something.

"What's the matter? The registration period has passed. If you want to register, you have to wait until next quarter." The man looked at the documents in front of him without raising his head.

"I'm not here to sign up. I'm a branch student who was selected as an official disciple some time ago. My name is Garen." Garen walked to the table and pulled up a chair to sit down. "I want to come and apply to become the official disciple of the master of the hall. .”

"Oh, this, this is simple. Just fill out this form first."

The man handed over a form with a black box on a white background, and filled in all the requirements including name, age, family, parents, siblings, etc.

Garen took the pen beside him and began to fill it out smoothly. While filling out the form, there was a faint burst of cheers from outside. It seemed that there were disciples competing with each other, and a group of people gathered around to watch the fun.

Garen glanced back and looked out through the open door, only to see a few onlookers applauding.

"There's a group of brats fighting over each other outside, and the loser is going to treat us to dinner tonight. Don't look at it, and hurry up and fill your pocket." The man said with a smile.

After quickly filling out the form and handing it to him, Garen watched him review it once before picking up a seal and stamping it with a snap.

"Okay, take it to the main library and hand it over to the Finance Department there, then pay the 1,000 application fee and wait for the timetable."

"Oh, I got it. I haven't received my payment yet, so I can just deduct it directly from above." Gallon got up and left the office, walking back under the eaves, holding his watch while looking at the crowd on the playground.

The sound of fists and legs constantly coming from the crowd, and Garen glanced along the gap. One of the two people fighting inside was a boy from their batch, and the other one was unknown to them.

The fighting styles of the two are not impressive, and they are only slightly better than Garen himself. They should be ordinary students in the branch.

Turning along the martial arts hall to the hall, those people who were sitting before were gone, only a young student was sweeping the floor with a broom.

Without thinking too much, Garen walked out of the martial arts gym and walked toward the academy. The competition was still going on, but the focus had changed to the women's swimming competition. Girls wearing cool swimsuits constantly attracted whistles from below.

Without looking further, Garen took the watch and headed outside the school. He stopped a carriage at the school gate and drove directly towards the main building.

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More than ten minutes later.

"Today there are three people who applied for the examination of the master's disciples. I would like to remind you in advance that if you fail this application, the money you paid will be in vain."

On the white playground, a middle-aged man with a mustache, dressed in black, spoke loudly to the three young people in front of him.

"Know!"

The three of them answered loudly.

From left to right, there are a black-haired girl, purple-haired and red-eyed Garen, and a huge burly man. All three of them were wearing white Taoist uniforms.

"The conditions are very simple. If you can survive my hand for half a minute, you are considered qualified." The man with a mustache said calmly, folding his hands around his chest, unconsciously revealing his strong chest muscles and black hair.

"Half a minute?" Garen and the others were stunned, knowing that this man must have some intentions when he said this.

"Don't worry, it's actually just to check your overall quality." The mustache said calmly. "Who comes first?"

"I'll go first."

The dark-haired girl was the first to step forward.

There was no politeness between the two of them. After they stood still, their eyes met and they started immediately.

The mustache suddenly stepped forward, causing the ground to vibrate slightly. He struck with a lunge and a straight punch. The speed was actually very fast, not at all like the usual sluggishness of the instructors at Baiyun Martial Arts School.

The girl couldn't dodge, and her shoulder was brushed aside. Just as she was about to fight back, she was immediately chased by another punch, and she had no choice but to run away.

Amid the whirring, the two of them chased each other and ran around in circles. Finally, the black-haired girl screamed and fell to the ground.

The mustached man clenched his fists and stood still, not out of breath at all.

"About 17 seconds." He shook his head.

"Thank you, senior brother, for your advice." The black-haired girl gritted her teeth, stood up, bowed, and then stood aside, preparing to watch the other two people's tests. Obviously, he wanted to see the level of others even after he failed.

Garen knew in his heart that he had only obtained the secret technique and the explosive fist technique not long ago, and it was impossible to use them immediately. Anyone who can learn the explosive boxing technique within a few weeks is not called a genius, he is called a monster!

So for this test, he was prepared to only show the strength that he could pass.

I glanced at the other strong man and saw that his brows were slightly furrowed, as if he was in trouble. Those who can take the test here are very confident students from the branch library, all of whom have learned the explosive boxing method and the Baiyun secret method.

It’s unclear what level this brawny man’s Baiyun Secret Technique is, but the Exploding Fist seems to be somewhat effective. Judging from his muscles and skin, there are certain characteristics, and he looks like he is close to a beginner.

But the girl just now did not have this characteristic at all, but relied purely on other mixed skills to react.

"I'll do it this time." Garen didn't waste much time and stepped forward.

The mustache glanced at him, a hint of appreciation flashing in his eyes.

"As a new disciple who has just been taught boxing skills, you have not lost confidence after seeing the test just now, and you still have fighting spirit. Not bad, not bad."

"You can't have confidence just by looking at it." Garen took a deep breath and said calmly.

"Okay! Shall I start?"

"please."

Garen stood still, watching the waist of the mustache sink, and stepped forward again, charging straight at him with a straight punch, very fast. But for some reason, he had an instinct in his heart that told him that it would be easy to dodge this punch.

Without thinking much about anything else, he turned to the right and missed with his straight punch. Garen was about to put his hands on him and knock him down with a fist, but he didn't expect his fist to retract like a snake, and like a spring, another straight punch came towards his side shoulder.

With a hiss, Garen couldn't avoid it this time. His shoulder was rubbed, and it actually felt a little hot.

Before he could recover, another straight punch came at him, this time to his right shoulder.

Garen was willing to take the initiative to meet him, but he was afraid of exposing his explosive fist skills, so he could only endure it and hid awkwardly aside. But he has basically never practiced dodge skills. In the past, he always fought head-on. So even though he dodged most of the fist when dodging this time, he was still scratched by the edge.

Fortunately, he had rough skin and thick flesh, and the rudimentary explosive boxing skills had hardened the cuticles of his skin all over his body. If he was rubbed, it would only be numb and painful, and then he would be fine.

"Huh?"

The mustachioed man let out a sigh, his fist contained a certain amount of bursting boxing skills. Hitting the body would not only cause pain, but also numb the nerves. But when he hit the kid in front of him twice on the shoulder, he continued to dodge as if nothing happened.

And the time has passed seven or eight seconds.

"This kid is quite a young man. He has good physical fitness. He is very strong among his peers." An idea flashed through his mind, and he deliberately tried again. He retracted his fist, increased his speed, and fired it out again.

The tightly bound sleeves of the wrists also made a slight hissing sound following the punch.

This punch hit your right shoulder. He saw it this time and couldn't dodge it. The speed of this punch was nearly twice as fast as the previous ones.

With a bang, Garen took three steps back. He stood there with a slightly red face. He was thinking of raising his hand, but he couldn't move his right hand at all.

"Ten seconds." Mustachio clenched his fist and stood up straight, a trace of disappointment flashed in his eyes. He was very strong and his steps were a bit clumsy, but when he really moved his hands, the explosive speed of his fists was not ordinary.

"Next one, finish the test quickly and call it a day."

The last big man gritted his teeth and stepped forward.