The next one is the hand test, which is a hand strength meter designed specifically for the hand.

It is made of a hard wood that does not shatter easily unless subjected to extreme impact.

In the middle of this rectangular instrument is a groove about the size of a palm.

As long as pressure is applied to the grooves, the electronics inside the hand strength meter can score according to the amount of force.

With the combined efforts of several staff members, the instrument was carried to the instant noodles.

Under the guidance of the staff's gestures, the instant noodles understood how to test next.

This time, after the personnel who carried the instrument removed the instrument that tested the head in front, they also deliberately lowered the depression for the instant noodles so that it could be hit.

Instant noodles touched their heads.

Oops, that bump just now hurt a little.

But thinking of so many people in the audience looking at it, it still couldn't help but not scream.

What a strong red panda.

It turned its head to Mansi, who was facing it from the audience.

I saw Mansi give it a thumbs up, his eyes full of affirmation.

It can be said that this is the first time that instant noodles have been operated without Mansi's command.

It performed brilliantly.

"Whew!"

The instant noodles screamed and went straight to the device.

Under the influence of moving bricks on weekdays, its arm strength has reached a very amazing situation.

The little fluffy fist flew away with the sound of the wind, and with a "coax", the instrument was actually broken!

Suddenly, the instrument that was originally standing upright on the countertop collapsed, and the depression hit by the instant noodles cracked, and then shattered.

There was an uproar in the audience, everyone's eyes widened, and the entire apprenticeship hall was silent.

"Whew."

Sorry, instant noodles indicate that it was not intentional.

It just wanted to get a good score, so it worked a little harder, but how could it be······

In the middle of the seat, Jin Jinkongren's palm slapped against the seat, and the strong and delicate armrest suddenly broke.

And his calm face was already a little distorted at this time, his eyebrows were wrinkled, and the green tendons of his palms were bulging.

At this time, everyone's faces were a little afraid.

Kim Kim Sora is angry!

This is obtainable, as long as the Jinjinkong people are angry, they will behave differently than ordinary people.

For example, that time when his stinky socks were carried around by dogs, he dismembered the guy's five horses.

Well, it's socks.

Then, everyone only remembered that he had split his socks into five horses, but they forgot that his socks were stinky.

"Whew."

Instant noodles felt the strong coercion coming from Jin Jinkong's body, and his body couldn't help but tremble a little.

It's that it's so close to a person with a strong sense of oppression, so it feels very uncomfortable and doesn't fit in.

Offstage, Mansi sensed that something was wrong, and there was a glimmer of light in his hands.

If you dare to do anything to my instant noodles, no matter what kind of martial arts master you are or not, you have to give me a walk without eating!

Quiet, time seems to stand still.

Everyone's eyes are focused on Jin Jinkongren and instant noodles.

An invisible string began to tighten in the venue, and at the slightest touch of it, everything would fall apart.

"You, challenge me."

Jin Jinkong said, pointing to the instant noodles.

As soon as these words came out, the audience was shocked!

What?

Since being given the title, the Jinjin Sky Man has never challenged a newcomer, let alone taken the initiative to challenge the request.

This is simply the blossoming of the iron tree, which is amazing!

A man in the audience who looked like he had a lot of status walked up directly.

"Jin Jin Kongren, you~"

Before he finished speaking, he saw Jin Jinkongren's left hand stretched out, and an invisible force flew out of it.

In just an instant, the man was knocked off the stage.

Everyone hurriedly greeted them, and everyone looked at each other, but they didn't dare to say anything in their hearts.

Jin Jinkong people are really moving this time, and they don't even pay attention to the second elder!

Mansi condensed the magic in his hands, and began to recite the incantation in his heart.

"Mansi - Intermediate ······"

Halfway through the spell, Shi Zhongguang pressed her shoulder.

Mansi looked at Shi Zhongguang suspiciously, could it be that he had discovered his identity as a witch?

With Shi Zhongguang's vision, does he have such a keen insight?

"Mansi, don't be nervous, Jin Jinkong shouldn't hurt instant noodles."

He has worked in the martial arts hall for so many years, and he still has a certain understanding of the character of Jin Jinkongren.

How can a person who is not willing to step on an ant to death bear to attack a pet beast.

Hearing Shi Zhongguang's words, the light in Mansi's hand gradually dimmed.

Fortunately, he didn't find out the identity of the witch, and Mansi breathed a sigh of relief.

Let's observe the situation on the stage for the time being, if Jin Jinkong dares to attack instant noodles, then he will be greeted by an intermediate rebound shield.

At present, she really doesn't dare to act rashly, if she mispredicts the situation of instant noodles, she will lose the opportunity to apprentice.

The purpose of her trip with instant noodles is to apprentice.

If Jin Jinkong was injured by mistake, then today's apprenticeship would be yellow.

On stage, the instant noodles turned their heads to Mansi tremblingly, and asked Mansi for advice with his eyes.

Its claws are curled into a clump and its fur stands up involuntarily.

Mansi nodded slightly, expressing her attitude.

It doesn't matter, I'm here, you just have to go to the ground.

Instant noodles turned their heads, and although its hair still stood on end, its eyes were full of determination.

That's right, that's the power given to it by its owner.

On the stage, both sides stand on each side.

Under the guidance of the staff, the left leg of the instant noodles is forward, the right leg is retracted, and the hands are clenched into fists in front of the chest.

This is the preparatory form of martial arts, and it is the beginning of the way of attack and defense.

At the moment when the instant noodles were posed, there seemed to be an awakening in its heart.

It was an imprint that was deeply rooted in the soul, and it began to awaken after being sealed in the dust for a long time.

Not some unfathomable force, but an instinct, a memory engraved in the DNA.

Compared with the instant noodles that are serious about responding to the enemy, the posture of the Jin Jinkong people on the opposite side is very casual, just standing lazily.

After practicing martial arts to a certain level, it doesn't matter what posture it is, the avenue is simple, the avenue is empty, and the posture is just an external manifestation.

After having a certain foundation, thinking about one move and one style, how to maximize the power on one's body is what martial artists should consider more.

"Interesting, little one."

The Sora Dao Man looked at the instant noodles with his small eyes, not knowing what he was thinking.

"Whew."

Instant noodles express gratitude for its praise.

The challenge is usually initiated by the apprentice, who chooses a teacher of his choice among the elders.

The two sides compete in a realm circled by black coils, and if the apprentice is knocked out of the black line, it means that the challenge is lost.

On the contrary, the apprentice succeeds in the challenge and wins the master's return.