landbeastnovel Chapter 118 Warrior
Chapter 118 Warrior
Regarding Guo Yi's answer and choice.
I can totally understand the huge mouth.
After all, this is a chance to become a martial artist!
If it works out, who would want to go back to the trading company as a junior apprentice?
Although his father was a steward of a merchant guild and lived a respectable life, his income and status were far inferior to those of the martial artists, such as Lei.
Butler Pang usually hoarded his spare money and refused to send him to a martial arts school to try it out, because martial arts schools required payment before testing one's aptitude.
I don't want any money today, just come and try it out. If you're talented, I won't sign a contract anymore. I'll go back and ask for money first, and then openly and honestly become your apprentice.
If given the opportunity to become a martial artist, even someone as stingy as my father would probably be willing to give it up, right?
Let's give it a try, just in case!
On the other side, it was approaching noon.
The dark-faced middle-aged man moved swiftly, clearing the line behind him.
After one round of selection, about twenty teenagers remained, including Guo Yi and Pang Dazui.
They stood in several rows, the sun burning their skin, yet no one dared to move.
In the distance of the courtyard, a middle-aged man with a dark face sat resting at a stone table, while a disciple poured him tea and offered suggestions:
"Master Liang, what good talent could there be in this slum? How can I let you do it yourself? Why don't I do it for you and help you select the best ones?"
This disciple's name is Qu Feng. If it weren't for his black and red disciple's uniform, no one would think he was a martial arts school disciple, judging from his demeanor.
At this moment, he bowed and scraped, accompanying his master Liang Xingzhou, just like a waiter taking care of a business and encountering the first customer who came to the door.
Seeing Qu Feng bowing, pouring tea, and offering advice, Liang Xingzhou coldly remarked:
"You've already reached the first stage of Qi and Blood cultivation?"
"No, this disciple has only just begun..."
"No? Then why aren't you going to practice martial arts?"
"Yes! Yes!"
Seeing that "Black-faced Liang's" face darkened again, Qu Feng knew that his attempt to flatter had backfired, and he scrambled away.
Liang Xingzhou shook his head.
When selecting martial artists, good physical constitution is certainly important, but there is a saying: "Martial talent is hidden."
These children from poor families can't even get enough to eat, so their bodies can't grow into normal human beings. Even if they have good physical constitution, the body can't withstand the excessive consumption of energy. Their superior physical constitution will temporarily lie dormant and be reduced to inferior physical constitution, just so that people can survive.
Bajiquan academies have sprung up all over Shazhou, and there have been many similar cases before, so Liang Xingzhou dared not be careless.
In this first round, he only selected those with the potential to enter the martial arts world.
Moreover, for martial artists, the level of comprehension is even more crucial, and he will personally test their comprehension next.
Thinking of this, Liang Xingzhou took a big gulp of herbal tea, stood up, and walked over to the boys.
"Keep a close eye on them, one by one!"
After speaking, Liang Xingzhou calmed his breathing, spread his left fist, raised it to the left, and held his right fist in front of his abdomen. He lowered his body, looked to the left front, and steadily extended his left foot, stepping forward and landing on the left. Then, his body suddenly made a sharp turn, executing a right-side horse stance elbow strike.
"Stretch out your hands, one hand's width apart, stand a little further apart, and then I will point to a row, and that row will start imitating this set of movements."
The boys obeyed the order and hurriedly scattered.
Liang Xingzhou stretched out his hand and pointed to the first row.
Then, the six people in the first row put on a scene of all sorts of bizarre and chaotic behavior.
Some were scratching their heads in frustration, seemingly having forgotten Liang Xingzhou's demonstration.
Some clumsily throw punches and kicks, trying hard to make themselves look more powerful.
"You, you, you... and you, you can get out of here!"
First, he chased away the four who were standing there in a daze, and then he looked at the remaining two who were fighting wildly:
"You two are quite strong, why bother practicing martial arts? You could go out and make a living by selling your strength! Go back!"
And so, they took turns performing the moves in groups of several.
The eliminated boys looked dejected and didn't dare to say anything; they simply lowered their heads and left.
This also includes the enormous mouth.
He wasn't one of those "what ifs," but Big Mouth hadn't gone far; he was still looking back at the gate.
Thinking that Guo Yi would be eliminated soon, he could still walk with her, talk to her, and help her relieve her disappointment.
While observing, Liang Xingzhou saw off several more people.
Now, in the huge courtyard, only Guo Yi and another dark-skinned, thin girl remain.
Upon seeing the two of them, Liang Xingzhou's dark face paled slightly.
"Not bad, you two have some understanding. Let's do it two more times."
Upon hearing this, Guo Yi quickly performed another set of movements, repeating the actions from before.
I'm both surprised and delighted that he's managed to hold on this long.
To his surprise, Guo Yi had always been clumsy and had no athletic ability. He was not good at anything that required physical exertion.
To his delight, the movements that the dark-faced martial artist had just performed were completely and perfectly imprinted in his mind.
He still needs a little practice to get his hands and feet in sync with his brain, but that's already enough to make him extremely happy.
"Am I really a martial arts genius?"
Before Guo Yi experienced more hallucinations, two lines of text appeared before his eyes:
[Destiny: Heaven rewards diligence; one certificate serves as eternal proof]
[Technique: Bajiquan (1/1000 Beginner Level)]
Okay, so it's the power of destiny.
However, upon closer reflection, one's destiny is also one's own, so this is one's own ability.
While lost in thought, Guo Yi felt that his previous movements were not impressive enough, so without waiting for Liang Xingzhou's instructions, he performed the movements twice more on the spot.
Although the dark-skinned, thin girl didn't understand martial arts, she could tell that Guo Yi's moves were becoming more and more skilled and impressive with each strike.
She panicked a little, fearing that the dark-faced martial artist in front of her was only willing to recruit one person.
No matter how you look at it, Guo Yi is more outstanding than her.
On the other side, Liang Xingzhou was also staring wide-eyed.
Indeed, the physical attributes of these young people are all of inferior quality, but considering that "martial talents are often concealed," there may still be some of them who are of average quality.
Guo Yi, who was standing before him, showed no signs of martial arts training, yet he was refining his moves over and over again without any guidance from him.
It was as if an invisible hand was correcting his moves from afar.
The last person I saw with similar comprehension was my own master, Master Liu of the Bajiquan Central Academy.
"Can I accept you? Can you afford the five taels of silver tuition?"
Guo Yi and the thin, dark-skinned girl both shook their heads.
"Then you'll have to sign a death contract. Think it over carefully. If you can't cultivate to the first level of Qi and Blood within three months, you'll have to be converted to slavery and serve the Eight Extremes Hall from now on."
It was clear that the dark-faced martial artist's heart was not as dark as his face.
It can be said that this confirmation was made with goodwill.
Seeing that the other party was outwardly cold but inwardly warm, Guo Yi's last remaining doubts were dispelled, and naturally, he no longer needed to consider it.
"This disciple is willing!"
The dark-skinned, thin girl agreed without hesitation.
Both of them had smiles on their faces.
Only the enormous mouth at the entrance looked mournful.
"No, I've been waiting for you to leave together for so long, and now you're telling me you have the potential to become a martial arts master?"
It is certainly difficult to accept one's own failure.
But his brother's success only makes him more desperate!
When Guo Yi saw his good brother leaning against the door, looking aggrieved, a thought struck him, and he made a plan.
He first spoke a few words to Pang Dazui, because he had some suspicions about the behavior of Pang's father, Steward Pang, and planned to make things difficult for him.
So Guo Yi gave Pang Da Zui some instructions:
"I'm going inside to sign the contract. When you get back, whatever you do, don't tell anyone I'm going to become a martial artist! Absolutely do not let a word of it out!"
Pang Da Zui didn't understand why Guo Yi was being so low-key, considering that if he succeeded today, he would be bragging to everyone he met in the business.
"Dude, don't worry, I'm not that kind of person!"
Upon hearing this, Guo Yi knew he was safe.
If nothing unexpected happens, everyone in the business should know by this afternoon.
Although I am not a true martial artist yet, once I sign the death contract, it will become the property of Bajiquan.
A martial arts school of this size would not stand idly by and watch its property be damaged.
Lei Ming would have to think twice before he dared to lay a hand on him.
Moreover, once you enter a martial arts school, it means you have the opportunity to cultivate your Qi and Blood. Once you reach the first level of Qi and Blood cultivation, you will be a proper martial arts master.
He can now stand on equal footing with Guard Lei.
At that time, just like Tom Cruise next door, even the Blackwater Gang wouldn't dare to collect their family's peace money.
Therefore, Guo Yi still really needed a good buddy like Pang Dazui to help him spread the news. He needed to build up momentum first, so he could sleep more soundly at night.