Pick a School Flower as Your Wife

The 449th chapter is a man and stays on the line

This is the most basic set of boxing techniques in the ancient medical school. It is simple and unremarkable, and the movements are not difficult at all. In ancient medical schools, it has always been used for training when children under ten are first involved in boxing. Also known as [Thirty-Six Hands of Enlightenment], almost everyone in ancient medicine can know it. At this moment, the boy in red with big ears is using an extremely jerky posture, playing this [Enlightenment is thirty-six hands]. Although he is still very unfamiliar regardless of his pace or boxing routine, he is extremely serious.

The noon sun was shining directly down, even though there were big trees to shade, but at this moment, Tang Dal was still sweating profusely.

The road to martial arts is more difficult than he imagined.

Ever since he followed Jiang Tianya back to the school of ancient medicine, Tang Dal's face appeared when Jiang Tianya announced his identity in public. The rest of the time, most of the time, he spent most of his time walking, diving, running, and hitting. With this set of [Thirty-six Enlightenment Skills], Tang Dal's foundation is too poor, and we must start from the most basic.

Although Jiang Tianya would come to see Tang Dal three or two times a day, his master took him in during his martial arts training, and his practice was personal.

Without supervision, Tang Dal's punches were extremely serious.

"Study martial arts well, one day, you will succeed in learning, and then go back gracefully." Tang Da'er was supported by a belief in his heart, thinking of becoming a master in the martial arts world, he was praised by his father, Feng Ge's praise, Tang Daer I was so happy I laughed...

"Sure enough, he is a hillbilly who doesn't know where he is from." At this time, a strange voice of Yin and Yang rang from Tang Da'er's side.

Tang Dal's face changed a bit, and he turned his head and ran in the opposite direction, but he didn't take a few steps, but two people appeared again, blocking his way.

"Junior Brother Tang, you are so rude, right?" A young man looked at Tang Dal with a smile, "Brother Zhao is talking to you, so you turned your head and ran?"

Tang Dal couldn't help but stepped back a few steps. At this time, several people behind him also walked up.

The reason Tang Dal ran when he heard the sound was because he could not provoke him.

Tang Dayer was brought back by Jiang Tianya from outside, and he directly announced in public that he would accept Tang Dayer as a disciple. When this news spread, many people thought that Tang Daer had such a great talent for martial arts training, but they didn't realize that upon trial, they found that this young man with big ears didn't even have any martial arts disciples.

Such a person deserves to be a disciple of the head?

There is no lack of contemptuous eyes in the door. Of course, many people are afraid of his status as a disciple of the head, and dare not trouble him.

However, the one in front of you, Senior Brother Zhao, named Zhao Guobin, and his father was a guardian elder of the elders of the ancient medical school.

In ancient medicine, the group of elders can veto the decision of the head, and it is extremely powerful. There are 13 elders in total. Among the 13 elders, as long as more than half oppose the decision of the head, then We must reconsider.

As for Jiang Tianya's decision to let Luo Feng be the head, there were 13 elders who opposed the law, and one abstained.

The talent of recruiting Guobin in martial arts can only be regarded as average among the younger generation of disciples in the ancient medicine school. Therefore, finally there is a guy who is so inferior to himself, and it is natural to recruit Guobin from time to time to show off his superiority.

After a few days, Tang Daer almost detoured when he saw Zhao Guobin.

"Junior Brother Tang, I don’t say hello when I see the senior. As a disciple of the head, but the role model in the eyes of many of the disciples of the door is, you are like this, you are discrediting the head." Zhao Guobin said with a smile. He dared to say this in front of Tang Daer, because after a few days, he also figured out Tang Daer’s character. No matter how he was bullied by others, he wouldn’t give a small report, such a guy. , It feels too much to be bullied, there is no worries at all.

Tang Dal gritted his teeth secretly, he really had never said a word to Jiang Tianya.

To him, being bullied to complain is a cowardly performance.

"Fight like a man."

In Tang Dal's mind, the words Feng Ge said to himself appeared every moment.

"Brother recruit." Tang Dal breathed a deep breath and bowed his hand toward recruiting the guests.

Zhao Guobin showed a smile on his face, waved his hand and said, "Between brothers, you don’t need to be so polite. Brother Tang, let me introduce to you, this is my ninth brother, Wang Lang, who is only 17 years old this year. He is much younger than you. He wants to learn from you, don't you mind."

Tang Dal's face changed a little.

In the past few days, Zhao Guobin has brought a different junior fellow to discuss with him almost every day.

"Come on then." Tang Dal knew he couldn't avoid it, gritted his teeth.

Big deal be beaten!

Tang Dal, a fellow who was a monk, had only practiced for a few days. Naturally, he could not be the opponent of these martial artists who had practiced martial arts since childhood. After a few rounds, Tang Dal was knocked to the ground again. After a brief moment, Wang Lang rushed forward to make up his foot. Tang Dal snorted and gritted his teeth without making a sound.

"It's a waste." Wang Lang kicked again, his eyes sneered with disdain.

"Hey, Junior Brother Tang, you really haven't made any progress." At this time, Zhao Guobin smiled and shook his head and walked over, and said with a sigh, "It seems that Senior Brother Zhao will find a few juniors to discuss with you. Let you fight, don’t look at me like this, it’s also good for you to recruit Senior Brother."

"Haha..." The disciples around all laughed brazenly.

"Trash." Wang Lang couldn't help kicking again.

Tang Dal gritted his teeth, but his eyes were fixed on Zhao Guobin.

Zhao Guobin squinted, "Junior Brother Tang, do you know that since you came to the ancient medical school, it has been more fun for many of our seniors."

"Recruiting guests!"

Tang Da'er finally couldn't help but roared angrily, his eyes were almost mad, and his voice almost came out of his teeth, "Being a man, leave a thread."

"Being a person and staying on the sidelines, I will see each other in the future, right?" Zhao Guobin showed contempt in his eyes, and laughed jokingly, "Why don't you just jump up and point at me and shout: Don't bully the young man! Isn't it even better? There is momentum. Haha..."

"Brother Zhao, that guy is here." At this moment, Wang Lang suddenly spoke in a low voice beside Zhao Guobin.

Zhao Guobin glanced at one side of the distance, then waved his hand, "Let's go... By the way, Junior Brother Tang, we will meet again tomorrow. Haha."

Zhao Guobin and the other group left in a big way.

On the other side, a young man with disordered hair and unshaven edges, holding a gourd filled with wine, staggered over while drinking, and looked at Tang Da'er on the ground, and couldn’t help but hit. After a full hiccup, "Stand up, you are a trash!"