Chapter 5: Recruiting Talents from the Academy
"Eh, who's pushing me?!"
"Ahh
In front of the south gate of the school palace, there was a crowd of people, and nearly a thousand people were crowded together in chaos.
The school palace arranged a few disciples to be responsible for registering the name, and then they could enter the school palace, and the division commander arranged to organize the fight, generally speaking, standing on the fight to win three games is basically considered a disciple of the school palace.
However, if you want to be sure, you can only wait for two days, and the school palace will not publish the roster until two days later.
When Su Che first heard this rule, he still couldn't understand why he had to wait for two days, but later he learned that it was just to save time for the person who recommended him.
"Senior brother, let's go and line up too. The eight Su Che brothers also came to the door, and slowly walked towards the gate with the crowd.
However, the nearly 1,000 people here are actually not all of them, because there is not a single woman here.
Half a circle around the school palace, there are hundreds of women flocked outside the north gate, they are recorded by the senior sister of the school palace, and later in the school palace, but there is no distinction between men and women, only in the ring to see the real chapter.
"Brother, see you in a moment!"
Just when Su Che was queuing, Tian Bozhong and more than a dozen descendants of the Ma family directly bypassed the disciples of the Academy Palace who recorded their names, and were directly taken in by a gentleman from the Academy.
The disciple who recorded the name carefully counted the number of people, and then left more than ten blanks directly on the book.
Soon, the eight brothers of Feng Bin also wrote down their names and entered the school palace.
"Li Er, Zhang San, Zhao Li, you go in, the others please wait. β
Walking through the door, basically everyone was waiting, men and women were separated, and most of them were chatting in whispers.
"Senior brother, sure enough, a few of them are here. And there are a lot of people coming from the Ma family this year, so you can be careful later. β
Feng Bin had already fought once last year, and he almost succeeded, so this year's chances are naturally greater than those of the first one.
"Don't worry, I won't lose to him again this year. β
Xuegong Naxian uses a fight, the two fight in the ring, one person only has the qualification to lose twice, if he loses both times, he can leave.
And the winner will have to wait for the second challenger, and the three of them will win the battle in a row.
After that, wait for the roster of the school palace.
And the gentlemen of the school palace, in fact, should be called masters, and will give these winning children a good, good, and bad grade.
Anyway, the school palace only accepts a hundred people every year, that is, you start, whoever falls behind is not qualified, it's as simple as that.
And those children who can't win even three games, gentlemen don't even remember their names.
β... Feng Bin, and Su Che! It's your turn!"
Entering the second gate, there was a ring in front of him, one person was high and ten zhang wide, which was very eye-catching.
"This is the martial arts training ground of the Xue Palace, the building in front is called Guan Ding Lou, which is the place used by the disciples of the Xue Gong to practice, and there are many cultivation rooms in it, each of which has a protective magic array laid by the division commander, and you can cast spells at will in it. Further back, there are the study buildings, the school and the wings. β
Feng Bin explained to the juniors beside him in a whisper.
"Let's go!"
As soon as everyone came in, before they could stand still, several Academy Palace disciples rushed out from the three gates, and they walked away quickly with a person who was obviously injured.
Most of the people were at a loss, unable to understand what was happening.
However, there was a teenager laughing beside Su Che.
"Senior brother, do you know what's going on?" asked Feng Bin very curiously, but the latter also didn't know and shook his head in response.
The person who laughed next to him obviously came by himself, he was bored, and he didn't have a companion to speak, so he took the words of the sixth child and said, "Hehe, you don't know? I'll tell you." β
He looked left and right, then lowered his voice, and said awkwardly: "You should all know Leng Chan dance, right? This will be the image of all who are taught by it. β
"Hehe, this is the first time I've heard of it. But that's it, it won't make you laugh like that, right?"
When he asked, he laughed at the other party again.
"Huhuhu!" he tried to suppress, covering his mouth without making too much noise. After calming down a little, he explained: "You guys, you are ignorant! I don't want to think about it, since everyone who knows tricks is like this, who will go? β
"Recruiting relatives in a martial arts competition?" Feng Bin suddenly became interested.
The other party nodded: "It's almost, but there is a penalty for losing." The loser needs to wait for the injury to heal, and then hang 'I am the king of the eight' on his chest and run three laps around the school palace, you don't have it."
Before he finished speaking, a disciple ran over from the three gates, and he was now hanging the "Wang Ba" sign, which made everyone stunned. The man was even more ashamed, and his face was flushed.
Immediately after, the hall burst into laughter.
"Hahaha!"
Speaking of which, he was really in a hurry, and he was stunned to be a king for the eighth time in front of so many people today.
The laughter didn't last long, though.
"Zheng!"
With a sound like the vibrating of strings, a long sword and a beautiful woman appeared in front of everyone with the wind.
With a smile on the corner of her mouth, she turned a blind eye to others, stepped on a long sword, and flew by like a fairy.
"This is Leng Chan Dance, right?"
"No wonder so many people fall for it, and it really deserves the title of the first beauty of Jing Zhou. β
The people who joked about the Wang Ba brand before all retracted their smiles at this moment, and they also knew that in the future, maybe how many people would accidentally become Wang Ba because of her.
On the other hand, most of the women were surprised, but then a lot of old vinegar was brewed, especially those who had already been called a beautiful woman before they came.
"Ahem, everyone, prepare yourselves. Don't use blades when you're fighting, don't hurt people's lives, and you're done!
"I'll come first!"
As soon as he finished speaking, a tall man walked out of the crowd.
"Shhhhh
This guy was a head taller than the others, as strong as a cow, and when he walked, he could even feel the ground shaking, and an invisible pressure spread.
"Humph!" he stepped forward proudly, stepping up the steps.
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Just as he walked up the last step, his foot was tripped and the whole person slapped directly into the ring.
There was a brief silence, an explosion of laughter.
He was powerful just now, but now he has no oppressive power.
β.. Ahem, Zeng Da Niu on the stage, who wants to challenge?!" The Xuegong disciple couldn't help but laugh and reported his name.
Feng Bin was planning at this time, looked at Su Che and said, "Little junior brother, you go and try it first, and let me see what you can do." β
"It's fine. β
Su Che raised his hand and shouted, "I'm coming!"
Su Che stepped forward, and the disciple of the Academy Palace asked for his name, and shouted: "Challenger Su Che, Challenger Zeng Da Niu." Let's go!"
When he came to the ring, Su Che clenched his fists and bowed, and said, "Senior Brother Zeng, please advise!"