core 2

Garon walked away helplessly. He knew that this result was definitely not qualified. The difference between half a minute and ten seconds was much bigger. And he thought he would be a high level disciple if he knew the whiplash-boxing, but he was so good as a tester. He calculated that if he completely let go of his strength and did not hide his fight with him, he would definitely not be able to beat.

The punches were too fast, too powerful, and delivered with an eerie sense of paralysis. Just two punches in a row at the same point, as he had just done, almost sealed the outcome.

Boom boom!!!!!

Sure enough, the big guy didn't last more than 20 seconds and went off with his shoulder covered.

Mustaches a face relaxed, even sweat did not go out, pack up fist blunt three people light way.

"Ok, the test is over, your scores are far from passing, you need to continue to work hard. All go home."

Garon realized that he wasn't doing his best and that hitting the three of them was just fun. Mentally assess the level and strength of the mustache.

"I guess my strength is the same as mine. But the speed is much faster than me, and the crack boxing is definitely not elementary, should be intermediate or above, look at his status should be white cloud secret method is also above intermediate level. He is also proficient in fighting skills."

Comparing the mustache in his heart, Garon felt a little confident.

The black haired girl saw the end of the test and took a step forward.

"Teacher, can you tell us about your present when what level of martial arts?"

"What level?" The moustache smiled and tugged at his wrinkled tao suit. "Do you know the division of martial arts?"

The brunette nodded. "All I know is the federal level of martial arts."

"That doesn't count. That's just a bit for the show-off competition." Mustache casually said, interest also come up. "Let me tell you about the hierarchy in our own circle."

He held out three fingers.

"The first is an ordinary man who knows combat, or a fan, or an ordinary special forces soldier in the army. It's easy to get away with one or two hookers on the street. We call this the hobbyist class."

"Fans are the main source of income for our school, right?" The strong man leaned over and answered.

"That's right. Because they love martial arts, they are willing to spend money on it. Just like when you were first in school. In addition, just like our martial arts masters, sometimes we will be invited to teach some powerful fans at home. It's also the source of our circle's power network. Teachers teach their apprentices not only by physical fitness, but also by family background."

"That's a good one." Garon nodded. "It's impossible for a teacher to teach people and then pay for their food and lodging and not charge them anything. Teachers are human beings, too."

"I know that, too." "This is how we run White Cloud Martial Arts School. And the owner himself is a big businessman with a big business."

"You are all formal disciples. Maybe you will teach martial arts by yourself in the future. So I'm here to give you a hint." "The mustache nodded. "There are two types of apprentices in martial arts."

He held up a forefinger.

"One type is the disciple with powerful background, who is used as a cover to enhance the influence of the industry. They don't have to be great, but they have to be good for the master's estate."

Then he held out a second finger.

"After that, it is the real inheritance of disciples. This kind of talent mainly depends on the root bone, and is taught to cope with the situation that the master cannot fight when he is old and infirm. At this time, in order not to let my school become a stepping stone for others, in order to continue to maintain the status and reputation of my own martial arts in the circle, it is necessary for students of this kind of heritage to take the lead."

"The selection of inheritance disciples is very strict, which is completely different from the way ordinary disciples are taught. Many of them are materials from poor families. So it's up to the teacher to train them. Those are the strongest mentoring relationships in martial arts. It is equivalent to the relationship between father and son. From now on, all the teachers will be inherited by the strongest disciple. Such a disciple is used to support the facade."

"So if you want to choose apprentices in the future, you must pay attention to these matters. If you want to train apprentices, you must have money and resources."

Mustache said here, eyes seem to flash a memory, do not know what to think of.

"Rightness, just obviously is in say the division of the martial arts, how suddenly say here come." He smiled, "Let's talk about this division, amateur level is the lowest level, the upper level is professional, professional martial arts from childhood, which is complicated, from the level of only fighting three or five hooligans, to ten people are completely fearless, even dozens of people surrounded, as long as no firearms are ok level. No one knows how deep the others are until they play each other, so the only way to judge the internal hierarchy is from fame and power. Oh, and the federal division of five levels, from A to E, also roughly divides the circle's strength. As for me, I am the so-called E-class segment, and any segment that can be represented by a letter is lethal.

"And the fans inside the level of the duan, is the so-called 1 to 9. The letters are up there."

"After that, there is the master level, which few people in the martial arts field are qualified to achieve. It is not a martial arts school that counts as a museum owner, but a truly separate level."

"Is this the level where you've heard of a blow that breaks a big bluestone?" The strong man has bright eyes.

"Ha ha, that is the story of the owner of Resaro Museum in Beilun. Sort of. That's the level. They have reached the real limits of the human body that no one can imagine. The body of the owner of Resaro can even withstand bullets. In defense, I am the best in martial arts. The mustache chuckled.

"You can't get to that level. But that's why we're here, isn't it?"

"All I ever wanted was a pinnacle like resaro's owner!"

"If you are the master of the museum, is it possible to be a hundred with one?" "Asked the brunette.

"If they were ordinary gangsters, they could easily have knocked them down one by one. A hundred is more or less what we call a hundred. The top players at this level have no obvious weakness in stamina or speed. Those who have weaknesses would have died in the tournament long ago." The mustache shook his head and sighed.

"All right, go back. Come back when you're ready." He waved his hand. "Soak it in hot water and it'll be all right."

"Be." Three people respectively should sound, although this failed to pass, but obviously know a lot of martial arts circles unknown things, it is more excited.

Garon is the first to hear about the situation of the martial arts community here, and feels that it is similar to the current situation of the Chinese martial arts circle on Earth. With a curious and excited look on his face, he walked out, pondering his situation.

"So it seems that in order to have true unreserved core teaching, one has to be one of two types of disciple. The first type I don't have to think about, and the second type I can. It's just a little harder."

"Wait, Garon!"

Suddenly he heard a mustachioed cry behind him.

Garon starts, then turns around.

"What else do you want?" He looked puzzled as the moustache came toward him.

"Why are you going if you pass?" The mustache is the confused look.

"I passed?"

Garon startled.

"Yeah, you're 16. It's different. Don't you see they're adults?" The mustache said with a smile. "You are the only disciple who has passed the test in these years. Which branch are you from? Who are you with?"

Garon immediately responds with a slight smile.

"I'm with Samara and Roya at the Academy branch."

"Good physical condition." The mustache reached over and pinched Garon's shoulder. "With a little exercise, it's 45 degrees. Just now incredibly even hit me two punch all right, especially the second punch, incredibly now recovered. But I see your data, last month you were quite thin, this is growing quite fast!"

Garon grinned, not knowing how to explain it.

"Yes! Come on, come with me and meet some of the other boys. I didn't think I could take another apprentice when I was over fifty." The mustache touched his beard and said with a smile.

"You take apprentices?" Garon one leng. "You are the main fee of White Cloud Museum baiyun? !!!!!!!!" He always thought he was just the test teacher.

"How? Don't like?" The mustache half smiled.

"No, but you're too young. You don't look forty. I heard the owner is in his fifties, "Garon says.

"You boy" restaurant owner Fei Baiyun speechless rubs Garon's hair. "As a matter of fact, WHEN I get old, I just stay in the martial arts school and test students to see if I can find a new promising young man. Unexpectedly, after several decades, I actually met a few of them, namely your elder brothers."

"Rightness, you this boy just return hide twist of, so point thing return bashful learn somebody else to hide strength. I'll see you later, so don't let it out, lest you lose face. Especially your elder sister, that young girl, in order to practice martial arts, a person killed more than ten adult white bears."

"The mustache chuckled.

"White Bear!! Garon was really impressed. It was a creature he had seen in textbooks, as tall as a man when he stood up, so rough and thick that a bullet could not hit it unless fired at close range. The force is more than a ton. That's more than 2,000 pounds of force. It was unimaginable that the unknown teacher could beat the white bear to death for more than ten days.

"Not all at once, of course, as you think. White Bear is not very fast, just dodge the counter attack can win. Just don't go wrong with every dodge, or your life will be at risk. But only in this life - threatening oppression, your sister can progress so fast."

The moustache sighed.

"Go, I take you to recognize a student, your family situation I also saw, place wine to set a banquet of what calculate, I invite some of the same way to come to witness, do a simple visit teacher banquet on the line. You don't have to worry about living at home. In this way, you can pay for your martial arts training from the school. A few days later, let your parents come to witness the banquet, I officially accept your entry."

"Yes, Master! Garon nodded heavily. He was confident he could get there, but not so fast.

This world, this era, the real martial arts circle will be slowly unfolding before his eyes.