Saying that, Wang Zhi, who was empty-handed, came to the outside of Fengzhen's martial arts hall - because the god-killing spear was too eye-catching, he deliberately stayed in the hotel.

After expressing his intention to come to the martial arts hall disciples to learn the arts, he was immediately led to the test, so this master is not something you can worship if you want to, although the martial arts hall will not accept apprentices to have a political trial, but the physical test must be done, otherwise a weak chicken who is born weak and has no power to restrain the chicken will be accepted, and the person who will lose it will be the person in the martial arts hall.

As for the test, it is also very simple, according to the martial arts disciple who took Wang Zhi in, it is divided into two items, weightlifting and long-distance running, which are the same as the test items when he recruited soldiers before, but the requirements are much higher.

First of all, lifting weights requires lifting about 200 catties of square iron, which is not a barbell that is convenient to lift, or a large iron ingot.

Although Wang Zhi's body has been strengthened by the T virus, the limit of his strength is only about one hundred and fifty catties, and he can't help such an inconvenient iron ingot, so he was driven out without passing the first level.

For this kind of result, Wang Zhi will naturally not be reconciled, since he can't apprentice through normal channels, then use abnormal ways, so to a corner, Wang Zhi took out a small box of gold ingots, about more than ten catties, and went to the door of the martial arts hall again, and showed his intention to come to the martial arts hall disciples to learn the arts, and opened the gold box in his hand.

Sure enough, the power of money is powerful, and Wang Zhi was immediately welcomed into the martial arts hall and met a martial arts ...... Master, everyone else calls him Master Hao anyway.

In a place similar to a dojo, this Ritian master received Wang Zhi, and the two sat opposite each other. The gold box brought by Wang Zhi was put aside. Glittering.

The two sat opposite each other for a moment. Master Ritian spoke: "Mr. Wang Zhi, although I don't know what your intentions are, there is no one in our martial arts hall who can be your master. ”

From the moment this Ritian master said his name, Wang Zhi knew that it was estimated that there was no drama, although he had only been in the Dark City for a few days, but he had never been low-key all the way, and it was normal for someone in the Dark City to know him.

But he was still unwilling to give up, and pleaded: "Master Hao." I am very yearning for martial arts, and I hope that the martial arts hall will allow me to stay here and learn the arts. ”

Master Ritian didn't speak, he didn't want to accept Wang Zhi, a strong man of unknown origin, but he was worried that he would anger the other party by saying it too directly, and he fell into deep distress for a while.

However, the arrival of a person rescued him, and when he saw the person coming, Master Hao immediately showed a relieved expression on his face: "Master, you are here." ”

Hearing this, Wang Zhi looked at the people who came and saw only a shiny big bald head. This plain middle-aged man turned out to be Master Hao's master. Presumably it is Feng Zhen himself.

"Mr. Wang Zhi, the rule of our martial arts hall is that only those who pass the test can enter the martial arts hall to learn martial arts. If you can't pass the test, then please go back! ”

The bald man's words were very direct and tough, but he also left a trace of the way back, after all, in the eyes of outsiders, it is impossible for Wang Zhi to be such a powerful person who cannot complete the two simple tests of weightlifting and long-distance running.

But in fact, Wang Zhi really couldn't complete these two tests, the iron ingot used for weightlifting, he could use his ability to smash it and burn it, but he just couldn't lift it, if he relied on a strong glove, he could, but the long-distance running item couldn't be completed anyway.

So Wang Zhi softened all of a sudden, and pleaded: "Can't you be accommodating, I can give the martial arts hall a sponsorship of one thousand silver coins every month as my tuition." ”

Hearing the thousand silver coins per month, Master Hao immediately showed an expression of interest on his face, but the bald head still had a resolute expression: "Martial arts, it is not measured by money, we will not charge apprentice tuition in the past, and we will not in the future." ”

Hearing the righteous and awe-inspiring words of the bald head, Wang Zhi didn't know how to deal with it, he liked to deal with bad people, but he didn't like to deal with saints. Because the needs of the bad guy are very clear, just meet his needs, and if you really can't do it, you can kill him, and there will be no psychological pressure, and unlike saints, ordinary people can't understand their thinking circuits.

And when Master Hao heard the bald man's words, he also leaned into his ear with an anxious face, and whispered: "Master, after the drifting cave was destroyed, the disciples have lost a lot of high-paying tasks, and the funds of the martial arts hall are already a little insufficient. ”

"I've made up my mind, you don't have to say it." The bald head said resolutely, not moved by Wang Zhi's box of gold ingots.

Seeing that the bald head was so firm, Wang Zhi also knew that he couldn't do anything, so he left with the gold ingot.

When he came, he was in high spirits, but when he left, he was so embarrassed, which made Wang Zhi very disappointed, he thought that something would be foolproof, but it ended in failure, and anyone would be disappointed.

Standing outside the door of Feng Zhen's martial arts hall, when Wang Zhi was thinking about whether to go to other martial arts halls to see, he inadvertently skimmed it, but found that not far from Feng Zhen's martial arts hall, there was a signboard of a martial arts hall, but it was not called a martial arts hall, but it was called Nianxin Dojo, the vertical signboard was hung high, very inconspicuous, and below the signboard was a staircase leading to the second floor, a bit like a small hotel on the side of the street, very inconspicuous, especially compared with the Fengzhen martial arts hall opposite, one was in the sky and one was underground, It's no wonder that Wang Zhi didn't see it when he first came.

As the former author of Wang Zhi, the thinking circuit is a little different from ordinary people, in his opinion, this dojo dares to open opposite the Feng Zhenwu Pavilion, there must be two brushes, don't look at it looks down, maybe there are some hermit masters living in it, and anyway, it's so close, it's not safe to look at it in the past.

So Wang Zhi passed, stepped on the gray and damp stairs like a boy's dormitory, went up more than a dozen steps, and reached the second floor, a large broken wooden door was across Wang Zhi's eyes, and there was a signboard of the Nianxin Dojo hanging on the door, the door was not closed, and with a slight push, with a squeaky sound, the door opened, and then a rotten breath came to his face.

Inside the door was a wide dojo, and the floor and walls were eighty percent new, not very shabby. But there are only two small windows on the left wall, and the sunlight from the outside is slanting in from here, which cannot illuminate the entire dojo and make it not look so gloomy.

"Qianhu, you're back, have you bought wine?" (To be continued.) )