Xin Yuan and Jiang Junchi went to the back changing room to change into a set of black training clothes for junior students, and after they came out, they sat cross-legged with other students in black training clothes, waiting for the official event to begin. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

Unlike Jiang Junchi, Xin Yuan is familiar with him and Le Hong in this club, and he is not very close to others, so when Jiang Junchi and the surrounding students are chatting enthusiastically, Xin Yuan is resting by himself, silently observing the different groups here under the habit he has developed for a long time.

Xin Yuan estimated that there are nearly 800 students gathered here today, which is quite a lot, but it is nothing in this venue that is larger than the average indoor basketball court (with auditorium). Among them, the people in the fighting club are the most, accounting for about one-third, and the rest of the clubs are at most about a hundred members, and the few are only twenty or thirty, scattered, and they don't seem to have a special close relationship with each other, and I don't know how to make this merger of fighting clubs.

The students below are clearly distinguished, and the leaders and backbones of the various clubs are very harmonious, and they all sit together on the side of the main seat, exchanging things with each other from time to time.

Among these people, Xin Yuan only knew two, a sturdy young man with a board brush head dyed white, that was Luo Lin, the president of the martial arts club, who was already a fifteenth-grade student, and would graduate in half a year; The other is a dark-skinned strong man, with a big golden back, and strong muscles like iron can be seen in the open training uniform, this is an instructor hired from outside the martial arts club, named Smith, who is said to have served in the Marine Corps overseas and has rich combat experience.

However, these two people belong to the kind that Xin Yuan knows them, and they don't know Xin Yuan, like Xin Yuan, a sheep-herding student who has no outstanding performance, it is naturally impossible to attract the attention of the head of the club.

The other leaders from other clubs, Xin Yuan, don't know each other, Xishan Middle School is so big, the grades span the seven levels from the ninth to the fifteenth, and the number of teachers and students exceeds 20,000, so it is normal that there has been no intersection.

Suddenly, he sensed that someone was watching him, and with some kind of malice. This feeling is not conjecture, you must know that even if ordinary people secretly pay attention to others with strange feelings, it is also easy to cause the perception of the peeping person, this situation according to the scientific explanation is the human body's biomagnetic field in a certain side of the concentration of changes and the corresponding mutual interference phenomenon, with the occult explanation is the innate intuitive induction, or the supernatural power ah the sixth sense, and the stronger the personal perception ability, then this sense will be clearer and more accurate, it happens that Xin Yuan is very strong in this regard.

He looked in the direction of the sense, and then he saw an acquaintance.

Chen Zhang.

This classmate who had blackmailed him and he also went straight to this middle school, but since the last blackmail Xin Yuan, the two have not intersected much in the past few months. He had come to Xin Yuan for trouble a few times, but he always ended up with nothing for various reasons, and Xin Yuan didn't pay much attention to him, and he didn't know that this guy was mixed into a certain fighting club, and he met here today.

"Which society is there?" Xin Yuan pulled Jiang Junchi on the side and pointed out Chen Zhang's side to him.

"There, I want to think about it...... I want to think about it...... By the way, I remembered, it's the Gurador War Dance Club! Jiang Junchi thought about it for a long time, slapped his thigh suddenly, and finally came up with it.

"Gurador War Dance? What kind of fighting technique is this? Xin Yuan was a little surprised.

"It's just that kind of movement is very fancy, flipping around is similar to hip-hop, I can't tell you the specifics, but it's quite popular in the non-mainstream outside."

"Well, I guess I understand."

Xin Yuan nodded, indicating understanding. He saw that Chen Zhang was also pointing at the person next to him, who was tall, sitting like a bear, wearing a pale yellow training uniform that indicated that he was the backbone of the club, and had a mustache, which was quite conspicuous.

It seems that Chen Zhang is quite familiar with this mustache, speaking of which, this guy has a good ability to find a big brother, and he can always find a suitable backer. However, Xin Yuan didn't care, and after a few glances, he turned his gaze away and continued to observe other places.

After looking around, he found an interesting phenomenon, except for a few pure female fighting clubs, the proportion of girls in the vast majority of other fighting clubs is decreasing from the lower grades to the upper grades. Especially those backbone members who wear pale yellow training uniforms, there are still many female backbones in the lower grades, and the proportion is quite large, but with the higher the grade, the number of female backbones decreases very obviously, and after the thirteenth grade, there are basically all male main combat force backbones, and the sporadic female estimates are still mostly based on logistics affairs.

This is the case in almost every community, and it seems to be the general state.

Xin Yuan thought about it and understood.

In the lower grades, due to the fact that girls develop first, they can still compare with boys of the same age in terms of physical fitness, and there may be advantages in some aspects, but as boys also begin to develop, this advantage will begin to become a disadvantage and the gap will become larger and larger with age, especially the mature female body structure is very unsuitable for fighting, so it is not surprising that this situation occurs.

The reason why Xin Yuan felt strange about this situation was that the problem was Xia Zhen, the first woman he met in this world who practiced fighting, which made him have the illusion that the rest of the women who practiced fighting were similar to her. In the past, he either asked for leave or just mixed in with club activities, and didn't pay much attention to other aspects, and didn't think much about these aspects.

Now thinking back to Xia Zhen's strength when she was in Jialuo, not to mention women, and the male fighting masters of her age group are far inferior to her, Xin Yuan is sure that she has broken through the limits of ordinary people and entered the first energy level, that is, the master of the F rank.

Combined with the information obtained from the manual, Xin Yuan estimated that Xia Zhen probably obtained some ancient secret techniques from her family or relatives, and coupled with her own hard work and talent, she had achieved her current achievements, which was also the path that most F-level masters had taken.

However, Xin Yuan didn't care much about this, if he had just come to this world, he would probably be very interested, but now forget it, this kind of "low-level" thing is no longer suitable for him.

Just as Xin Yuan's thoughts turned, the people had almost arrived, and this time the activity to determine the future composition of the new martial arts club had officially begun.

Luo Lin, the former president of the martial arts club, took the lead in walking to the center of the venue, and after glancing at all the students present, he said loudly: "Okay, everyone be quiet, please listen to me." His voice was clearly transmitted to everyone's ears through the microphone on his chest and the speakers around the venue, and the venue immediately fell silent.

Looking at this scene, Luo Lin nodded slightly, and continued: "Now I officially inform you of an important news, I believe that many of the people present already know, that is, the thirteen fighting clubs such as the Fighting Club, Huss Boxing Club, and Free Fighting Club are now officially merged to become a new unified fighting club. ”

Most of the students already knew the news in advance, so they were just a little noisy, and there was no confusion.

"The purpose of forming a new martial arts club is to reintegrate resources, optimize the training system, and improve the martial arts strength of our academy. To be honest, since I took over the club, the academy has been very poor in the city, ranking seventh at the highest, and I am deeply ashamed that I have not been successful in participating in official competitions at the provincial level......

Speaking of this, Rollin bowed deeply to the students.

"After all these years of trying, I deeply feel that it is difficult to improve my grades with the current situation of our college's fighting clubs, so I proposed this merger plan, and I have received the support of the school, the student council, and all the presidents present, and I would like to express my deep gratitude to you. Okay, let's not say much polite words, the new community must have a new atmosphere, and the new atmosphere should be supported by new rules and regulations. ”

Then Rollin began to explain aloud the rules of the newly established martial arts club.

"I said, how can there be a merger all of a sudden? I heard that last year's competition in the city was a terrible loss in our martial arts club, and it was because of this. Jiang Junchi leaned over and said softly.

"Doesn't it mean that the grades have not been good? It's not enough to make such a big move if you lose miserably, right? Xin Yuan's eyes did not squint.

"It's hard to say, one of my seniors told me that it seems that many years ago, the strength of our school was quite good, and we could always participate in provincial competitions every two or three years, and we were always in the first grade in the city. However, since Luo Lin became the president, it has not been as good as a year after year, and now it is estimated that it will not be ranked in the third gear in the city, and the student union has impeached Luo Lin every year in recent years, but it has been suppressed, and he lost so badly last year, he may not be able to suppress it anymore. Jiang Junchi whispered the gossip he had obtained.

"Oh, I see." Xin Yuan nodded slightly, a little understood.

At this time, Le Hong, who was two or three seats away, turned his head and glared at the two of them angrily: "Be careful, don't speak." ”

Xin Yuan and Jiang Junchi didn't say anything more interestingly.

In the venue, Luo Lin chattered for a long time, and finally finished talking about the new rules. Seeing him take a sip of water, he let a female backbone student come out and announced: "Now, in order to optimize the structure of the club, the end elimination system will be implemented from today. The end elimination system adopts a one-on-one sparring mode, the winner has one, the loser has zero points, and the backward students on weekdays must participate, and the five people with the lowest score will be expelled from the fighting club, and depending on the unqualified score of club activities this semester, it will be implemented once a month. ”

Although I had known about this reform from various sources for a long time, the students everywhere still mourned after hearing it with their own ears.

"Alright, I'm ready to start sparring, I'll call the name." The voice of the female backbone is clearly audible in the chaos, once again showing the excellent performance of live sound.

"Good luck to us, brother." Jiang Junchi said with a sad face,

The corners of Xin Yuan's mouth twitched, but he didn't say anything.