Chapter 12: Receiving Disciples
Wow!
The elevator door opened, and what greeted me was a large martial arts training hall, there were more than a dozen people gathered in the martial arts training hall, one of whom had an extremely high cultivation, which instantly attracted Lin Cong's attention, according to Lin Cong's rough estimate, it was about the strength of the sixth order of the psychic realm, which was about the strength of a high-level general, and the others were about medium or high-level warriors. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. biquge。 info
"There are a total of 20 people who have tested this time, and the number of people is a lot more than last time, and I hope the pass rate can be a little higher." The middle-aged man of the high-ranking warrior said, "Prepare for the test." ”
"Lin Cong, that's the owner of our Dragon City Flying Heaven Martial Arts, Xue Daocheng." Du Hua said in Lin Cong's ear that he had already participated in the assessment twice, so he was very familiar with this place.
"Come here one by one, give me your ID card first." A few people took the ID cards from Lin Cong and the twenty of them and sent them directly to the curator "Xue Daocheng".
Xue Daocheng took out an ID card at random and slid it over the instrument that was opened next to him.
Honk!
A crystal clear screen pops up on the instrument, and a large amount of personal information appears on the screen.
"The first one, Liu Yuhao." The curator said indifferently, "Conduct a strength test, you kid seems to be a special soldier, and you even came to our martial arts hall to test." ”
Lin Cong, who was next to him, couldn't help but smile when he heard this, the Flying Martial Arts Gym was founded by the world's strongest people, and the credibility of each martial arts gym all over the world was very high, so many people were willing to come here to test, including some people from the military government.
"Test your fist." The curator commanded.
"Yes."
Liu Yuhao looked very strong, immediately stepped forward, then his eyes widened, he took a deep breath, and his right fist crossed an arc and smashed on the giant boxing target, the boxing target only trembled slightly, and the number immediately appeared on the screen of the boxing testing machine - '999kg'.
"Over, next, Lin Cong." The curator casually slid the second ID card on the instrument, looked at the detailed information of the identity, and couldn't help laughing, "Haha, I heard Lao Guo say just now, you just beat our people down, it's amazing, you are only eighteen years old, we Dragon City will have more people like you in the future!" ”
Hearing what Xue Daocheng said, everyone cast a curious look at Lin Cong, this guy actually beat the warrior of the Flying Heaven Martial Arts Pavilion!
"It was luck just now." Lin Cong said modestly.
"You don't have to be modest in this matter, come and show me your fist strength!" Xue Daocheng smiled, his eyes still fell on Lin Cong, and almost everyone present looked at Lin Cong, waiting for Lin Cong's assessment results.
Lin Cong stood in front of the boxing target, his feet suddenly exerted force, and his body turned slightly around his waist and crotch burst out with a strong force, which instantly ran through and passed into his arm. I saw that Lin Cong's fist seemed to be an arrow shot from the full moon bow, with a trace of afterimage, and with a bang, the fist had already smashed on the target.
Seeing the display on the machine, Lin Cong's eyes already had a slight hint of joy: "1111kg!" ”
Seeing this number, he knew that he had reached the psychic realm, and when he first punched, he didn't use any martial arts, and if he used martial arts, this familiarity would be increased by at least four or five times.
"Okay."
Not bad. Many of the warriors present immediately praised it.
Curator "Xue Daocheng" touched his chin and nodded: "Yes, I am optimistic about you." ”
"Thank you!" Lin Cong smiled slightly and returned to his position.
"Curator, I have just investigated the information of this Lin Cong, this person is the first in the college entrance examination in Dragon City this time, I am afraid that he will be poached by the army." One person said in Xue Daocheng's ear.
"I have a feeling that this little guy is probably going to come to our Flying Heaven Martial Arts Hall." Xue Daocheng smiled mysteriously.
"I hope so!"
Curator Xue Daocheng took another ID card at random and slid it over the instrument, "Next, Liu Maoren." ”
"That's good, Lin Cong." Du Hua laughed in surprise in a low voice.
Lin Cong grinned, "I'm afraid your performance will surprise them even more in a while!" ”
"What do you mean?" Du Hua wondered.
"You'll find out in a moment."
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Twenty people quickly underwent the 'boxing test', only one of the twenty people was unlucky, a punch was only 892kg, just a little away from the passing line so he was eliminated, and the next level of speed test, there were only 19 people left.
"Click!" Curator Xue Daocheng came to the speed tester and turned on the switch.
"Come one by one, in the opposite order just now, the first one, Du Hua." Curator Xue Daocheng instructed, Xue Daocheng is also very familiar with Du Hua, after all, this is also an old man who has participated twice, and he has stumbled in the speed test every time.
"Come on." Lin Cong gently patted Du Hua on the shoulder.
"Look." Du Hua adjusted his breathing, recalled the footwork that Lin Cong had just given him, and walked to the runway.
"Boom!"
Du Hua stepped on the ground and made a low sound, and the strong pedaling gave him a powerful impact, which made Du Hua's speed quickly accelerate to his limit, his face was hideous, and the green tendons on his forehead suddenly burst out, according to the footwork given to him by Lin Cong, he gritted his teeth and ran wildly.
When running past the speed test area, he let out a suppressed low roar!
"It's a must!" When Du Hua stopped, he roared angrily in his heart.
For some reason, when he used the footwork given to him by Lin Cong, he felt that his body was very relaxed.
He turned his head to look at the past nervously, only to see that Lin Cong gave him a thumbs up at this time, seeing this scene, Du Hua seemed to have arrived in heaven all of a sudden.
"Haha, Du Hua, I actually crossed the line. Xue Daocheng also let out a hearty laugh.
Du Hualian ran and looked at the display screen - "25.3m/s".
"Wow, no, it's even better than my best grade!" Du Hua himself smiled, and then glanced at Lin Cong gratefully, he knew that this passage might have an element of luck, but it was absolutely inseparable from the footwork that Lin Cong gave him.
He just practiced a little, and he actually achieved a breakthrough in his previous best time.
"Lucky guy!"
The man who had just mocked Du Hua muttered.
"Next." Xue Daocheng said with a smile.
"Wait!" At this moment, a voice suddenly interrupted Xue Daocheng's voice, and everyone looked towards the source of this sound.
I saw that the owner of this voice was a middle-aged man in his fifties, with deep eyes and wrinkles on his forehead, but everyone felt a sense of suffocation at the first sight of this person.
"God of War, definitely God of War!" This thought came to everyone's mind.
"The eighth order of the Psychic Realm, that is, the middle god of war, this should be the highest level person I have ever seen on the earth." Lin Cong said secretly in his heart.
"What's wrong, Lao Gao?" Xue Daocheng looked at the middle-aged man.
"I've got something to ask this kid." The middle-aged man of the God of War looked at Du Hua, and his voice carried an oppressive force, "Have you ever cultivated martial arts before?" ”
"Nope." Under the spiritual oppression of the God of War, Du Hua replied instinctively.
"That's right, you can be my apprentice in the future." The middle-aged man of the God of War said with a smile, he had just accidentally seen Du Hua's speed test, and he was instantly fascinated by Du Hua's footwork.
This footwork Du Hua only saw the drawings drawn by Lin Cong roughly, and he was not very proficient, so he was only in shape, but his essence was extremely powerful.
If Du Hua really hadn't cultivated martial arts, it could only be said that he had created it himself, and this talent was simply terrifying.
Of course, he felt that under his mental oppression, it was impossible for Du Hua to lie, but Du Hua only had a cursory look at the drawings given to him by Lin Cong, so he didn't feel that he had practiced martial arts in his heart, which caused the god of war to mistakenly think that this footwork was invented by Du Hua, so he wanted to shout to accept Du Hua as an apprentice.