Chapter 117: Named Disciples and Lifting the Crown
Li Qiu stood aside, noticing that everyone didn't care about the various glances they cast at him, and some of them looked away after a few glances at him.
But the people who suspected that Li Qiu had been taught boxing techniques in advance, but their eyes kept staring at Li Qiu's back, as if Li Qiu had made some enmity with them.
Li Qiu frowned slightly and turned his head to look, some of those people lowered their heads to avoid his gaze, not daring to look at him.
But there were a few teenagers in brocade clothes, but they were even more energetic, looking at Li Qiu with disdain, their eyes full of provocation.
Li Qiu turned his head, he didn't like to be watched by onlookers, especially those who were full of malice, but now he had nothing to do but wait for the matter to end.
He can use his eyes and power to scare off these people, for fear of being noticed by Tao Zi'an on the side.
Finally, after everyone practiced the Falling Wood Fist in front of Tao Zi'an, there were only a few dozen people left in the courtyard.
From hundreds at the beginning to dozens now, the assessment of Aoki Martial Arts Hall's selection of new disciples is not unstrict.
Those who were eliminated, except to go to the Xiaowu Hall to try to see if they could be accepted, there was only one way to study for the imperial examination, in short, it was impossible for them to become powerful martial artists in their lives.
After meeting the requirements of the Aoki Martial Arts Pavilion, the faces of everyone who were about to become disciples of the Aoki Martial Arts Hall were filled with joy.
Tao Zi'an turned around and looked at everyone and said slowly.
"You have passed the test and become the new batch of disciples of my Aoki Martial Arts Hall, and now you can call me Senior Brother Tao. ”
Everyone looked excited, bowed slightly, and said in unison: "I've seen Senior Brother Tao!"
"I've seen all the juniors. ”
Tao Zi'an nodded, a smile appeared on his face, and then his expression became serious to remind everyone.
"You can call me Senior Brother, but when you see my Master, you must call the Pavilion Master or Master Chen, you must not call Master, and it is better not to call you Teacher, because you are only Dao disciples!"
"This is very important, if it is called confusion, otherwise not only my master will not like it, but also several of my senior brothers and sisters will also be very unhappy......
Everyone nodded their heads and motioned for themselves to write it down.
"When you have studied martial arts in the martial arts hall for a period of time, my master may take one or more of your most outstanding people as a registered disciple, and then one of you can further call my master a teacher. ”
Registered disciples, the status is between Daoist disciples and beginner disciples.
The martial artist will teach the registered disciples some things that the disciples of the Tao cannot learn, so as to further test the qualifications, character, perseverance, etc. of the registered disciples.
After feeling satisfied, the warrior will officially put the registered disciple into the door wall as an introductory disciple, and the relationship with the martial artist and apprentice is like that of father and son.
Tao Zi'an seemed to suddenly remember something, and said.
"By the way, you don't have to wait that long, as long as you meet one of the requirements set by my master, you can immediately become my master's registered disciple or even a beginner disciple. ”
When Tao Zi'an said this, his tone was extremely flat, as if he was just going through a process, and he didn't think anyone could meet that requirement.
He turned and pointed to a small statue on the right side of the courtyard.
"See that little ding?"
"As long as any of you can lift it above your head, my master will accept him as a registered disciple, and even a beginner disciple is not impossible. ”
On the right side of the small courtyard, there are rows of weapons and stone locks, among which a dark blue three-legged round tripod is the most conspicuous.
Everyone looked shocked and shook their heads again and again, calling it impossible.
"How is that possible!"
"Senior Brother Tao, don't joke with us, how can anyone of us be able to hold up this little ding. ”
"Even if the size is smaller, this tripod is at least a thousand catties of weight, none of us have never practiced martial arts or practiced martial arts for a few years, have not yet reached the quenching period, how can we lift a thousand catties of tripods. ”
"Those who can afford to lift this thousand catties are at least martial artists in the strong tendon period, right?!"
"yes, absolutely impossible!"
"Even if the general innate divine power is not enough to reach the strength of a thousand catties at our age, this requirement is too strong and difficult. ”
Hearing everyone's doubts one after another, Tao Zi'an looked at the copper tripod and shook his head slightly, I don't know whether he also felt that no one could meet this requirement, or whether he felt that everyone was too absolute and no one could do it.
In the crowd, several teenagers moved and walked towards the bronze tripod on the right side of the courtyard.
Maybe the bronze tripod wasn't as heavy as they thought?
Maybe the hall owner wants to tell them that martial artists can't cower in the face of difficulties, and they must have the courage to try and not be afraid of failure, and then find a person who has the courage to try to raise the top and accept him as a registered disciple.
Seeing a few people seemed to want to try to lift the tripod, everyone followed them one after another, walked to the right side of the courtyard, and surrounded the copper tripod in the middle.
A young man in brocade with a hint of arrogance between his eyebrows took the lead in standing up.
"I started practicing martial arts when I was nine years old, and although I have never practiced any exercises, I have made a small achievement by taking various medicinal materials every day and practicing martial arts to improve my strength. ”
"This small ding, as long as it doesn't weigh more than two hundred catties, it won't be difficult for me. ”
He looked at the thick and vicissitudes of life in front of him, his eyes lit up, and he said confidently.
The young man in brocade bent down, leaned under the copper tripod with one foot, bent his leg into a bow, leaned his shoulders on the copper tripod, and made a gesture to carry the copper tripod.
As soon as it came into contact, the copper tripod came with a feeling as heavy and unshakable as a mountain.
The young man in brocade's face changed slightly, and a hint of surprise flashed in his eyes.
Drink!
He exhaled and grabbed the copper tripod with both hands, his shoulders slammed hard, and his shoes kicked a deep groove on the ground, but he couldn't shake the copper tripod in the end.
The young man in brocade had no choice but to give up, and said with an ugly face: "This copper tripod may be fake, but it is at least above five hundred catties, and even I can't lift it, I'm afraid you can't either." ”
Tao Zi'an crossed his arms and watched from the side, with a smile in his eyes.
The young man didn't believe that this bronze tripod was really made of bronze, and actually thought it was just a spectacle.
A square-faced young man wearing a cloth coat with a bronze complexion looked at Tongding with a solemn expression, and stood up hesitantly.
"I was born stronger than others, and when I was twelve years old, no one in the village could beat me in strength, not even those adults, I don't believe I can't afford to lift this bronze tripod!"
After that, he rolled up his sleeves, revealing his two strong arms, squatted down with his legs apart, arched and bent down to try to lift the copper tripod, holding the edge of the tripod with one hand and the foot with the other.
"Give it to me!"
The square-faced young man shouted, his face turned red, his forehead was bruised, and he used all his strength to eat.
Finally, the copper tripod was shaken, and the tripod foot that was grabbed by the square-faced boy left the ground slightly.
Everyone looked nervous, could it be that the copper tripod was going to be lifted?