"Will it work?"

Luo Zhi's eyes lit up and asked in a low voice.

"No problem, the school's testing equipment is still an old antique from five years ago, it must be no problem!"

Hou Peng said with a smile.

What he's talking about is a jammer.

Where there is demand, there is a market.

It doesn't matter if this demand is good or bad.

Five years ago, martial arts were boiling all over the world, and all kinds of related things naturally sprung up one after another.

The prospect of cultivating martial arts is widely recognized as far superior to that of most rigid liberal arts teaching.

Martial arts is very simple, it is the word "strength".

As long as you have the strength, you can stand out and there is no possibility of being buried.

Moreover, it is said that martial arts cultivation to a high depth can even prevent all diseases and prolong life.

A powerful warrior is also sought after by various forces, and his status is extremely high. The popularity and influence are no less than those first-line stars in the old era.

income, and even higher.

By the way, there are now many people who use the great promotion of martial arts five years ago as a watershed, dividing the new era and the old era.

Now, it's a new era of martial arts!

And the jammer that Hou Peng said is a kind of martial arts test cheat.

Not only can the test result be turned up, but it can also be turned down.

If there is a spear, there is a shield, and this kind of thing is no longer of the slightest use in front of the equipment configured by the High Martial Arts Academy, but it can still be used at the starting point of this kind of martial arts at the lowest level in the Dragon City High Martial Arts Society.

"Be careful, if we are found, we won't want to mix in the martial arts club!"

Luo Zhi nodded and said in a low voice.

"Don't worry, there are only a few people in the Martial Arts Society, all of them are our own people, even if someone finds out, no one will report us! Hey hey ......"

Hou Peng patted Luo Zhi's shoulder and smiled.

......

When I came to the door of the second class of the third year of high school, I saw the head teacher, Mr. Li, walking out of the classroom.

"Teacher. ”

Meng Chen greeted.

"Well, you look good! You go to class, it's going to be class soon...... I said hello to the school martial arts club, and by 1 o'clock in the afternoon, you can go to the test. ”

Teacher Li smiled.

Meng Chen is indeed different from the past today, at least, the beard stubble on his face is gone, his hairstyle is also there, and his spirit is naturally very good.

"Thank you, teacher. Meng Chen agreed and entered the classroom.

In a strange gaze, he went to the corner of the last row and sat down.

It's not bad here, leaning against the window, and there's a ray of morning light, which is already shining through.

With his eyelids drooping, Meng Chen ran to the Yang Jue and quietly cultivated.

......

A morning passed quickly.

The last session is the class teacher's class.

When the bell rang for the end of class, Teacher Li glanced at Meng Chen, and then turned to the other students and said, "Meng Chen has something at home, and he has delayed the class for a few days. Who wants to spare half an hour every afternoon to make up lessons for him. ”

"Whoa......

There was a sudden silence in the classroom.

Even Meng Chen was a little surprised.

Mr. Li is indeed a good teacher.

But he's not a good student. This morning, he seemed to be sitting still and listening attentively, but in fact, he had been practicing the Yang Jue all morning.

But what can he say at such times.

Teacher Li swept around, and finally looked at the study committee.

The study committee member is immersed in the notebook and does not know what to write.

Teacher Li looked at the representative of the Chinese class again.

A book in the hand of the representative of the Chinese class suddenly fell and hurriedly leaned over to pick it up.

Teacher Li looked at the representative of the math class again.

The math class representative took off his thick eyes and lay directly on the pile of books on the desk.

Helplessly, Teacher Li looked at the class leader again.

The squad leader's eyes were a little glazed, and he was looking at the table legs above the podium, not knowing what he was thinking.

"Ahem...... That Ning Ling, you are the squad leader, I think this matter is up to you to do it. ”

Teacher Li coughed dryly.

"Oh...... Huh, what did the teacher say?"

Ning Ling was really in a daze.

Most of the students in the class looked strange and shocked.

Made, the school flower makes up for the lesson! Is there any reason to ask for leave? Is there still a reason in this world......

"Well, that's it, every afternoon after school this week, Ning Ling helped Meng Chen tutor for half an hour...... the word 'classmate', and when he goes to society in the future, he can use it for a lifetime! Everyone should help each other and learn from the class leader!"

Teacher Li picked up the lesson plan on the table and walked out of the classroom.

Ning Ling glanced around, and finally frowned, glaring fiercely at Meng Chen in the back row of the classroom.

As soon as the teacher left, the classroom was suddenly noisy, and everyone walked out of the classroom one after another.

Meng Chen spread his hands towards Ning Ling and got up to leave.

......

The school cafeteria had already begun to serve lunch, and Meng Chen made three portions of rice and ate it quickly.

In the middle of the meal, there were already students from other classes, discussing the noon martial arts club test.

There are more than 2,000 students in the first high school in Ryushi, and only seventy or eighty people can join the martial arts club.

The proportion is less than one-thirtieth, so that every time the martial arts club takes the test, a large number of students will come to watch.

After eating, Meng Chen went directly to the vicinity of the martial arts club's training ground, and at this time, there was no one in the martial arts club, and they were all eating.

Without entering, Meng Chen climbed to the top floor of the training ground and continued to cultivate the Yang Jue on the rooftop.

He had lost too much time before, but now he has the opportunity, so of course he has to make good use of it.

Joining the Martial Arts Club is something he must accomplish.

In this world, you can't hide and secretly cultivate without anyone knowing.

Rather than one day, it was suddenly discovered, so as to be regarded as a heretical investigation, targeted. It's better to integrate as soon as possible, take the initiative to understand it, and adapt to it.

......

At 12.55, Meng Chen walked off the rooftop and came to the training ground.

At this moment, hundreds of students have gathered on the training ground.

There are more than 2,000 students in the first high school in Longshi. Among them, only seventy or eighty people were able to join the martial arts club.

The proportion is less than one-thirtieth, so every time a new student signs up for the test, it will attract a lot of people to come and watch.

"It's coming, it's coming, the lonely star is coming!"

"It's a big shelf! We've all been waiting here for half an hour!"

"Pretending to be forced, old-fashioned doesn't work, it's disgusting!"

"Hehe, you have to be able to pass. ”

......

The crowd was suddenly full of gossip.

Meng Chen ignored them and went straight to the three test benches.

Fist Strength Tester.

100 meters speed tester.

Whack-a-mole tester.

That's right, whack-a-mole!

The three tests of the Budosha are fist strength, speed, and nerve reaction speed.

The martial arts club is the primary threshold to step into the martial arts, and to test the reaction speed, is to play whack-a-mole.

However, this whack-a-mole is a bit different from ordinary ones, in that a special instrument is installed on a wall, and the tester needs to hit a certain number of "gophers" with his fist within a minute before he can be considered to pass.

Soon, as soon as the back door of the Martial Arts Club opened, thirty or forty members of the Martial Arts Club walked in from outside.

At the forefront, there is Jiang Feng, the president of the first high martial arts club in Longshi, and he is in charge of the new student test.

"There are a lot of people!"

Jiang Feng glanced at the crowd, then smiled, and came to the fist strength testing instrument.

Behind him were Luo Zhi, Hou Peng, Tong Xiaoshan and other old students of the martial arts club.

The crowd of onlookers suddenly burst into a commotion.

Many people looked at Jiang Feng and the others with a look of admiration and envy.

In recent years, the little fresh meat stars are no longer popular.

If you want to have a large number of fans, you must not only be handsome, but also be able to play!

And the Longshi High Martial Arts Club, including the package president Jiang Feng, has quite a few members who can fight and have good looks.

Coming to the center of the training ground, intentionally or unintentionally, Luo Zhi approached the speed tester, Hou Peng stood near the boxing tester, and Tong Xiaoshan stood near the wall of the whack-a-mole test.

"Meng Chen, it's time, let's start with the fist strength test!"

Jiang Feng looked at Meng Chen.

Meng Chen glanced at Jiang Feng, and then said lightly: "Don't be so troublesome. ”

"What?"

The crowd of onlookers suddenly had a burst of surprise.

You kid, aren't you here to be funny?

It's troublesome, why are you going to test it?

Ye Feng also frowned, waiting for Meng Chen to continue speaking.

"I heard that there is a rule in the Martial Arts Society...... As long as you can defeat three old members of the Martial Arts Society, you will complete the test!

Meng Chen continued.

"Boom!"

Hundreds of students who watched the excitement were in an uproar.

Battle-tested!

The Heavenly Evil Lone Star actually had to choose the most difficult actual combat test.