South China Wuke University is in Linprovince, not far away.

To Lin Xiaoqiang's surprise, Su Luan didn't say all the lies at the beginning.

South China Martial Arts University has extremely strict requirements for students, if you do not reach the martial arts level or are one step behind, then you need to conduct a self-assessment by the admissions tutor.

Of course, if you are in the top 1,000 in the country, you can.

Although he is still a little bit away from breaking through to the next level.

According to the prompts of the system, he reached the fifth level of the system by one level, that is, the martial artist.

Lin Xiaoqiang is not a martial artist, and the Tsukidan rewarded by the college entrance examination is of no great use to him, and it is a waste to eat it, so he can only keep it first.

It's not that Li Zongshan is unwilling to reward, but that he doesn't meet him.

You can't let a soldier learn dance instead of martial arts, right?

As for what Zhou Funan said about moving mountains, he doesn't have any ideas now.

At the very least, there must be a tutor before new students can freely enter and leave the school's martial arts library.

Although low-level martial arts are not rare, they are not cabbages on the bad street.

The school he entered as the top student in the martial arts college entrance examination did not receive any special treatment.

A banner was also pulled at the door, which read, "Warmly welcome Lin Xiaoqiang, the champion of martial arts, to our school." ”

Then he simply made a little publicity, no wonder Li Guozhong always said that South China Wuke University is the university with the highest tone.

The first thing to do when entering the university is when the tutor selects the students, and those good seedlings are like pork specials in the supermarket, causing a large group of tutors to rush them.

As for Lin Xiaoqiang, the champion of martial arts, he has become a sought-after sweetheart.

"Lin Xiaoqiang?"

Lin Xiaoqiang was looking down and rubbing the Tsukidan in his trouser pocket, trying to find a way to sell it.

"Huh?"

Hearing someone call her name, Lin Xiaoqiang slowly raised his head.

A young woman with a hot body was staring at her with a pair of seductive eyes.

A red cheongsam outlines the whole figure in an alluring arc.

"Have you considered your martial arts instructor?"

Ren Yin asked softly. She naturally can't let go of such a good seedling as a martial arts champion, this kind of thing has always been the first to strike.

"Not yet. I'm still thinking about it. ”

Although Lin Xiaoqiang likes this type, he doesn't dare to have any ideas.

"Hey, what's the point in that. Don't you just have one in front of you?"

Seeing that Lin Xiaoqiang had not been snatched away, Ren Yin was overjoyed.

"Damn! Isn't that Teacher Ren Yin?"

"That's how the kid is fancied?"

"I'm afraid this life is enough!"

The surrounding students couldn't sit still, this kid is obviously not even a martial artist, and he doesn't look like a school grass, how can Ren Yin take a fancy to him? .

Ren Yin is a well-known tutor of South China Wuhan University, and his strength is enough to rank among the top five in the school!

"Bastard boy! Don't be fooled! Mess with big brother!"

Lin Xiaoqiang was still thinking about it, and another mentor came up.

Ren Yin saw that a mentor came to compete with her, and her face was a little unhappy.

is still his sworn enemy Feng Yongmao

"You're on the path of being fierce and domineering, and you're about the same as me. What can you learn from her Ren Yin?

Feng Yongmao laughed and said, he had already learned about this martial arts champion who was killed halfway. At the beginning, he relied on the two indicators of strength and endurance to enter the martial arts college entrance examination.

"What's the matter? You want to bring Lin-san into the same barrel as you?"

Ren Yin was a little unhappy, but in fact, Lin Xiaoqiang was indeed a little better than her when he followed Feng Yongmao. Both are the power to walk.

It seems that she has no chance. She just has the attitude of giving it a try, and most of Ren Yin's students are still mainly girls.

In the face of Ren Yin's complaints, Feng Yongmao didn't care, and even if it was over, he smiled.

As long as Lin Xiaoqiang is his, he can say anything.

"One yard to one yard, it's really better for you to follow Big Man Feng. ”

Ren Yin naturally knows Feng Yongmao's real material, although he has too much black material.

Feng Yongmao's strength is far above Ren Yin.

"How?

Feng Yongmao asked.

Since the two martial arts are somewhat similar, and Feng Yongmao's strength is not weak, he can choose.

"Don't worry, Mr. Lin, let's see if my old man can teach you. ”

Lin Xiaoqiang just nodded in agreement. I saw an old man suddenly appear like a ghost.

The old man's face was ruddy, his smile was kind, and he spoke sonorously and forcefully, without the slightest hint of old age.

"Elder Fang, why are you here?"

Seeing the old man appear, Ren Yin and Feng Yongmao were a little panicked, you must know that this bigwig-level figure has existed almost since the establishment of the school.

Since Su Luan, the champion of martial arts a few years ago, worshiped his disciples as disciples, he has almost never accepted disciples again, but only gave some students some advice.

Li Zongshan was even more instructed by Elder Fang, and he was not even a registered disciple. It was that kind of guidance that directly sent Li Zongshan to the highest peak of his life.

"Elder Fang!"

The other tutors around hurriedly said hello, they had also received guidance from Elder Fang.

Fang Lao can be regarded as a protégé everywhere, and most of them teach directly in schools.

The freshmen had never seen such a big person, and they didn't dare to cheer up for a while, so they followed their mentor to say hello.

They all had a doubt in their hearts, who was this person, and two of the top five tutors in the school had already come. Even Elder Fang came forward to be included in the door.

Could it be that this kid who is not even a martial artist, is the champion of martial arts in the banner at the school gate?

Elder Fang smiled and nodded to everyone.

He originally had no intention of recruiting students again, but this time it was different, the weight of the four words "champion of the poor family" was too heavy.

Just when everyone thought that Lin Xiaoqiang was going to worship under Fang Laomen, Su Luan, who was previously in charge of admissions, actually appeared.

"I wanted to be this old man, but I had already booked it. ”

Su Luan walked over slowly.

"Who is this person, dare to rob people in the hands of Old Fang. ”

"Why haven't you seen it?"

"Could it be that it's from a foreign school?"

The freshmen were a little strange when they saw Su Luan, who made her usually see the head and not the end.

I have never accepted students in three years as a tutor, but I didn't expect to grab it with my teacher this time.

Ren Yin, these mentors, naturally knew Su Luan's identity, and Feng Yongmao could only shake his head and go back with a dejected face.

When Lin Xiaoqiang saw Su Luan, it was like seeing a ghost, and his eyes were as wide as lanterns.

Elder Fang couldn't do anything about Su Luan, after all, he was one of his favorite disciples, so he could only sigh silently.

At this time, Lin Xiaoqiang was like a sheep in the mouth of a tiger.

"Why are you pulling a face?

"Can I choose you without you?"

"Do you think my fists aren't hard enough?"

"You're the best!"