Real World Simulator

Chapter 132 True disciple

Zhou Miao couldn't help but take a deep look at Fang Yu's free and easy words, with undisguised appreciation in his eyes.

Immediately, he stopped talking nonsense.

Roll the kraft paper directly into the cuffs and walk towards the back of the hall.

There was a small door in what looked like a normal living room.

After Zhou Miao went in, Fang Yu drank the tea, and then came to the stake.

Whether it's the simulated world or the real world, Fang Yu, the stake, has been seen a lot on TV, but this is the first time he's seen it in reality.

In addition, he now possesses national skills.

Seeing this pile, I can't help but feel a little itchy.

So, he stepped forward, stood still, adjusted his breathing with the tiger's breath method, and squatted down slightly.

Relying on the style of play explained in the video, he began to practice punch by punch.

His movements are very unfamiliar, but due to some memories in his mind, Fang Yu has forgotten some movements, but his body will unconsciously keep up.

Then Fang Yu remembered that the next move was like this.

After finishing a standard set of fixed pile driving methods, Fang Yu's driving became smoother and smoother.

"Puff! Crack! Puff puff puff puff"

At first, Fang Yu's connection was not smooth, but as he became more familiar with the boxing technique, the punches became smoother and smoother, and the hits on the cotton cloth were almost continuous.

The smoothness of the fixed pile made Fang Yu's self-confidence begin to swell.

Thinking he had mastered the essence, he turned around and planned to try the movable pile.

The so-called movable pile is actually after hitting, the wooden stick will swing back and attack due to the force of the person.

The stronger the force, the faster the swing back. The faster you hit the moving target, the more painful it will be if you fail to guard against it.

The smoothness just now made Fang Yu feel that the movable pile should be no more than that, so he started to play a set first.

"Puff! Pop! Pop! Pop!"

Fang Yu put down his hand, nodded in satisfaction, and sure enough, he stopped.

As a result, Fang Yu's confidence increased greatly, and she began to prepare to increase her efforts.

"Puff! Puff! Puff puff puff puff oh~~ ah!! Hoo hoo hoo hoo!"

Following the sound of cotton beating at the beginning, Fang Yu was beaten, screamed, and inhaled in less than 30 seconds.

Fang Yu covered the corners of his brows and yelled out of the range of the movable pile.

Just at this time, Zhou Miao also came out.

Seeing Zhou Miao coming out, Fang Yu immediately lowered her arms, put her hands behind her back, pretended to be nonchalant, stomped her feet, and turned sideways to prevent Zhou Miao from seeing the position of her left face.

When Zhou Miao was in the house, because he was busy testing the authenticity of the prescription, and the sound insulation effect of the house was also good, so he didn't realize it at first.

It wasn't until he accidentally glanced at the dummy stake that he noticed the abnormality.

You know, this venue is his private venue, and this wooden stake is for him. He still remembers how the wooden stake was placed after he used it in the morning.

Now that the position is wrong, one knows that Fang Yu must have moved the stake.

When Fang Yu turned his body sideways, Zhou Miao's eyes fell on a decorative eight-diagram bronze mirror on the wall behind Fang Yu.

The bronze mirror was tapped to reveal the left side of Fang Yu's blocked face.

Zhou Miao could roughly see that Fang Yu's eyes were blinking at the corner of the eyebrow on the left side of Fang Yu's face, and the corner of the eyebrow was slightly swollen.

As an old martial artist who has practiced tiger-shaped boxing for more than ten years and had to practice wooden stakes every day, Zhou Miao also saw Fang Yu's situation. He must have been hit to the brow bone by the movable arm of the wooden stake.

After all, he has been through this matter more than once.

The corner of Zhou Miao's mouth couldn't help showing a little smile. After returning to the table, she took a sip of tea with a smile on her face, refilled another cup for Fang Yu, and then waited for Fang Yu to sit down.

Seeing that Zhou Miao sat down, Fang Yu had no choice but to bite the bullet, and covered the corner of the left eyebrow with one hand, pretending to tickle, while taking a sip from the teacup.

In the end, Fang Yu also knew that it was really awkward for him to be so honest, so he simply put his hand down, revealing the red and swollen corners of his eyebrows.

Now the corner of one of his brows is swollen, and he looks a little funny when he looks like he was originally fine.

It took Zhou Miao's great perseverance to control her almost grinning smile.

After finally suppressing it, he was afraid that he would ruin his skills, so he didn't dare to look at the corner of Fang Yu's eyebrows, and lowered his head and said.

"We have already confirmed that this prescription is genuine. According to our teacher's wife's instructions, anyone who comes with the prescription will be given two choices by our Zhou Martial Art Museum."

When Zhou Miao said this, she straightened her body, raised her hands, and made a gesture.

"One, our Zhou family will use one million to buy this prescription."

Zhou Miao's fingers continued to make a two-character slowly, and said.

"Second, the person who holds the prescription can get a quota of true disciples of the Zhou family."

After speaking, Zhou Miao looked at Fang Yu with deep and calm eyes, apparently waiting for Fang Yu's answer.

After listening to Zhou Miao's words, Fang Yu began to think, regardless of the redness and swelling at the corners of her eyebrows.

The two choices given by Zhou Miao are roughly the same as what Chen Lao said before.

One is one million, and the other is the number of true disciples.

Old Chen said before that Fang Yu should choose the former.

Fang Yu's original plan was also to choose the former, although, comparing these two, anyone with a good IQ can see that taking money may be the worst way.

Don't look at one million as a little small, but it is like this in reality, no matter how valuable this prescription is, it's just that, one million is not bad.

Without this prescription, wouldn't Zhou's Martial Arts Hall be up and running?

And the number of true disciples can be compared with one million, obviously it is also special.

But for Fang Yu, when practicing boxing, he has his own "self" teaching.

Now, what he lacks the most is money.

If he chooses this one million yuan, Fang Yu can quit his job and play his own simulation game with peace of mind.

After the one million yuan was used up, Fang Yu felt that at that time, it would be easy for him to make money.

After all, one million has been used up. At that time, I can't say how many worlds I have experienced.

If he still can't get the money like this, Fang Yu might as well hit him to death by himself, so as to save embarrassment for the simulator.

"What is the situation of a true disciple?"

In the end, Fang Yu couldn't help but ask a lot. He really wanted to know what benefits a True Inheritance Disciple had that could be worth one million.

Zhou Miao heard Fang Yu ask this, but in fact, according to the previous regulations, she couldn't explain it to him.

But Fang Yu's calmness before made Zhou Miao feel good, so he still explained.

"True disciples, in addition to learning the tiger-shaped boxing in this gym, can also learn the real ultimate move, and, every month, the true disciples have a salary subsidy of 10,000 yuan, including food and lodging in the martial arts hall."

Whoa! This true disciple is really not bad, besides being able to learn boxing, Fang Yu didn't expect that he could even get a salary!

And with a salary of 10,000, including room and board, the treatment is no worse than Fang Yu's original company.

Fang Yu's mind had changed a little at this time, so he asked again.

"Then what will the true disciples do?"

Zhou Miao frowned slightly. He thought he had explained so clearly that Fang Yu should know what he meant, but he didn't expect him to act as if he didn't understand.

He glanced at Fang Yu again, and then said.

"In addition to practicing boxing every day, true disciples need to participate in the martial arts competitions held every year, as well as the international CKF competition. They must win a certain ranking. If they do not get the ranking in two years, then they will lose their quota of true disciples directly after two years."

After Fang Yu heard this, her heart became more and more shaken.

Good guy, the more you hear about this job, the more suitable it is for you.

I can practice boxing, support myself, and don’t have to worry about work. Isn’t this the most suitable job for me?

As for participating in the competition, Fang Yu is completely worthy.

As long as he absorbs the [Wild Hunt] mask, Fang Yu estimates that it is possible for him to enter the top 64 in CKF.

If there is nothing wrong with the competition prediction comparison.

Even if he made a mistake, Fang Yu estimated that at least the top 128 would still be able to enter.

And the top 64 is the highest competition area of ​​Zhou's martial arts school.

Among the top one hundred and twenty-eight, Zhou's Martial Arts House does not occupy many of them.

With such strength, are you afraid that you won't get the ranking?

Fang Yu's mind became active.

The original plan was left behind by him, he looked at Zhou Miao and said in a deep voice.

"I choose two, and become the true disciple of Zhou's Martial Arts Academy!"

Hearing Fang Yu's answer, although Zhou Miao smiled slightly, she sighed inwardly.

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