Chapter 6: The Last Hurdle

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Pestle, the little Lori wearing a pale red short skirt had already gritted her teeth and climbed to the seventh step, but her feet were weak and she almost fell off the steps.

Her complexion instantly became pink, and she shouted angrily at the three people who were gathering together to chat: "You are still not men, don't you know how to give Miss Labon?" Although her face was full of weakness, and the sweat on her forehead rolled down like beads with broken threads and wet her short skirt, but at this time, she stood in place with her arrogant crossed waist, and her body revealed a fierce aura.

The three of them who were chatting energetically on the side were stunned for a moment, Haozhuang pursed his lips and ignored him, and still told Jane on the side about Nanban, Da Zhou, Mansion, Qingguo and other places he had never heard of, which instantly attracted Jane's heart and made him a member of the Ignorance Lori.

Nanchan raised his eyebrows, pointed at the little Lori and shouted very arrogantly: "Wild girl, are you talking about this gentleman?"

Lori, who was looking at the three of them with an angry face, was immediately furious, and said, "Who do you call the wild girl?" As soon as the words fell, it was like a fried-haired tigress, and it burst out with amazing power in an instant.

The remaining three stairs were rushed up by her in one breath, and she swung the emerald piccolo in her hand towards Nanchan.

In order to prevent children who were too young from being exposed to martial arts and damaging the foundations of their bodies, the people of the Great Shang were forbidden to practice martial arts to anyone under the age of five. Moreover, children who participate in the admission assessment must not have a foundation in martial arts.

Although Nanchan has been tested for extraordinary talent since he was a child, he has not practiced the slightest martial arts. Nalori was able to climb to the top of the mountain as the fourth woman. It's also very.

The emerald flute in her hand was smashed on Nanchan's body as a weapon. But it hurt so much that he jumped to his feet in an instant, and scolded at Xiao Lori: "Vixen, I am Nan Bohou's hey, you shrew." โ€

He scolded and wanted to deter the little Lori, but he didn't want the little Lori to be afraid, and he didn't take his words in his eyes at all, and after beating him a few flutes, he was a little tired.

He tipped his finger at Jane, who was so frightened that she swallowed her saliva. Said: "Come here and help me." โ€

Jian turned her head and glanced at Haozhuang, who was looking at Nanchan with disdain, and there was a trace of grief and indignation in her eyes. Holding his head high, he shook his head very stubbornly.

The little Lori immediately snorted coldly, her legs were weak, and she sat down on the ground, holding the cuizhu piccolo tightly in her hand, and glared at the three of them fiercely.

Nanchan rubbed his arms like a defeated rooster and hid beside Haozhuang, his eyes staring at the short sword on his waist and said, "Zhuang, you still have foresight." Know to bring weapons, ouch. It hurts me to death! After a while, the wild girl will come back to mess around, and you will teach her a lesson. โ€

Haozhuang did not hide his serious disdain at all, and lightly spit out six words: "Good men don't fight with women." As the two of them competed in mountaineering together, he had already seen through this arrogant-looking noble son, and he could clearly recognize his funny nature.

He didn't give Nanchan any face, and looked at him with disdain, but instead made him restrain his anger at Little Lori, and instead squatted in a corner aggrievedly, as if he was planning something.

As time passed, more and more people came to the top of the mountain. A group of five or six-year-old children, you look at me, I look at you, and their stomachs growl to start the concert.

After dawn, a majestic golden eagle fell to the top of the cliff, and on the back of the eagle sat a middle-aged man with a cold face, he was wearing a dark samurai uniform, and his eyes glanced contemptuously at the dozen or so children gathered on the top of the mountain, and said: "This year it is a little less, but there are a few good seedlings." โ€

After that, he said to the children, "Now, those who want to participate in the last trial must come to the back of the eagle, if you don't want to." He bared a mouthful of yellowed teeth, and then continued, "Go down on your own!"

The golden eagle slowly stopped on the top of the mountain, Haozhuang did not hesitate to climb to the broad back along the wings of the golden eagle, followed by Nanchan and Xiao Lori, Jian Hanhan touched his head, seemed to be a little afraid of this huge bird, but when Haozhuang turned his head and handed him an encouraging look, he mustered up the courage to carefully climb the back of the golden eagle.

Except for the last child who climbed to the top of the mountain and was still lying on the ground without the strength to climb onto the back of the golden eagle, almost all of them were unwilling to give up the opportunity to become a true disciple directly.

Looking at the child lying on the ground with some sympathy who wanted to climb the golden eagle but had no strength, Haozhuang turned his attention to the other competitors around him.

After the golden eagle under the middle-aged man's feet let out a long roar, he spread out two pairs of huge wings, and flew into the sky with a 'flutter', flying towards the academy.

Although there will only be one person on the back of the golden eagle who will be valued by the elders of the academy as a true inheritance, the other children will at least become an inner disciple in the future, and they can all be regarded as the pillars of the future of the Great Shang.

Therefore, according to the rules of the South Gate Martial Academy, they will all be sent directly to the Martial Academy.

Contrary to what everyone thinks, their next destination is not in the grandeur-looking complex of buildings and opulence. They were taken to a huge school yard, and there was no one else standing in front of them, the middle-aged man with the golden eagle in his hand.

He said to the young man very indifferently: "Next, I will be your instructor to demonstrate to you the twelve forms of forging body of unified cultivation during the forging period of my martial arts academy, this time the assessment is very simple, if any of you can complete the twelve forging body cultivation first, then you will be able to get the only opportunity to directly become a true disciple of the Southern Martial Academy." As for the rest"

"Within a year, after the cultivation has reached a sufficient level, you can participate in a true transmission assessment, and after passing the assessment, you can choose to apprentice to an elder. โ€

After that, he didn't pay any attention to the children around him who were still complaining about hunger, and began to demonstrate the method of exercising body one by one.

Haozhuang stared intently at his movements, but found that his whole set of movements was like lucky flowing water, especially the last style, which was like playing the eleventh form again, which made him scratch his head.

He reluctantly recorded the first eleven styles in his mind, and then quietly waited for the middle-aged man to demonstrate it for the second time, but he patted his buttocks, turned around and left. Only a group of stunned children were left with their mouths growing in place.

"What did the instructor demonstrate?" asked a good-looking boy with snot in his nose as he looked at the thin child next to him.

The emaciated child also looked at the middle-aged man's back with a frantic face, and said, "No, why only rehearsed once, I only remembered eight movements!"

A child in a brocade robe wanted to cry without tears and said: "You still remember eight, I don't understand any of them!"

Just when the group of children were stunned, Nanchan, Xiao Lori and another handsome boy who didn't talk to him had already begun to slowly practice the twelve forms of forging.

Haozhuang thoughtfully began to rehearse the movements at hand one by one, but because of the first contact, he looked very rusty.

That Nanchan is not like the first time he has come into contact with the body forging technique, although his movements are slow, but every movement is very standard, so that people can't find fault.

The most surprising thing is the little Lori in a pink short skirt, as soon as she got started, she smoothly put out a complete set of body forging techniques, and Haotian and Nanchan on the side and the handsome child frowned.

She occasionally stopped what she was doing, and showed a provocative look at Haotian and the others. Nanchan's face became iron-blue, he danced his arms quickly, and one move became a little faster, but it was not as standard as the original, but it looked very messy.

It's like there is a rule in Dashang that non-monarchs can't sit on the throne, and non-monarchs can't eat zhuguo. As Haotian's son, every time he was tired of playing in Haotian's palace, he would lie on the throne and rest. Every time the domestic vermilion fruit was picked, most of the tribute was given to the emperor of the great merchants, and a small part was left in Haotian's hands, and he often gave one or two of them to Haozhuang for food.

Although Dashang has a rule that children who practice national martial arts are not allowed to participate in the admission assessment, they cannot stand the high status of the family, and even the family itself is one of the controllers of the martial arts academy. Aristocracy always has some privileges that others do not have.

Long before Nanchan entered the martial arts academy, it was engraved in his mind by the martial artists at home. If it weren't for the fact that he was too lazy to cultivate, I'm afraid he wouldn't be worse than that little Lori now.

Although he already knew that others had privileges, so they could lead everyone a lot, and Haozhuang and the others had no hope of victory at the beginning, but he was still very dissatisfied with the instructor's perfunctory failure to demonstrate the body forging technique completely.

Although he can still steal from the little Lori or Nanchan on the side, most children do the same, but for Haozhuang, his chance to fight for the first place has been lost.

"How is it possible, how can he remember it so skillfully just by looking at it once. A young man who had just learned the complete body forging technique from Lori's movements pulled his head with a look of disbelief.

But just as his words fell, the little Lori suddenly shouted loudly: "Instructor, I have completely comprehended the twelve forms of forging body. โ€

The instructor, who had just left, didn't seem to be surprised at all, and lazily walked to Little Lori's side and asked, "Little girl, what's your name?"

The little Lori held her head high, glanced around with great energy, and then raised her head and said to the instructor: "Instructor, I am Su Mei from the Su family in Shangqiu. โ€

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