Martial Arts Master

Lou Cheng pretended to be calm, pretended to reply to the message, typed the word "quail" with his mobile phone, then memorized it in his mind, and wrote it on the tip of the pen. He was full of achievements.

"Okay." He handed the notebook back to He Zi, feeling ashamed for a while.

To be honest, when I was in the third year of high school, I knew how to write the word quail, but after I went to college, I got used to the keyboard and didn’t move the paper, so I often forgot the words.

That was really the most knowledgeable part of my life!

He Zi glanced at Lou Cheng suspiciously, thanked him with a smile, went back to the end of the line, tore off the signature page, and handed it to Yan Xiaoling.

"Weak chicken!" she said.

Yan Xiaoling beamed with joy, and exaggerated: "Box, I admire you! I adore you!"

Her voice was crisp and delicate, like a primary school student talking.

He Zi and Mu Jinnian looked at each other, and replied Quail expressionlessly: "I don't need the admiration of weak chickens."

Yan Xiaoling was already used to being hacked, so she didn't mind about it. She took a peek at Lou Cheng, and said worriedly, "Why do I think his complexion is a little dark, maybe he's sick?"

"His current physique isn't due to injury, or because he's been affected by the plague department's unique knowledge, so it's hard to get sick." Mu Jinnian replied flatly. She is Lin Que's die-hard fan, and she is like a passerby to Lou.

"Maybe something went wrong during the practice or sparring..." He Zi's brain opened up, and he filled up a hundred thousand words of drama in his heart.

With Lou Cheng's current hearing ability, he could hear the undisguised conversation at this distance, so he couldn't help but shook his head with a wry smile.

If I hadn't awakened the flame ability for the second time yesterday, suffered backlash, was still in a sick state, and was banned from tempering by both Master and Coach Yan, how could I have been sent here to help Xiao Ming recruit new students?

——I improved the frost ability before, slightly changed the root marrow, and let Lou Cheng's physical quality take a big step forward. A few days earlier than the old man Shi expected in early October, he reached the standard for the second awakening flame ability , and after this time, Lou Cheng's strength, speed and agility will officially catch up to the ordinary seventh-rank alchemy realm.

Time passed, the team moved, and the three of Yan Xiaoling came to the booth and faced Cai Zongming, Li Xiaowen and others.

"It's you?" Classmate Xiao Ming smiled amiably, handed over three membership forms,

For him, Yan Xiaoling was not nervous or shy, and said with a smile: "Will I get a signature when I join the Martial Arts Club?"

She didn't mention Lou Cheng directly, because the idol is nearby.

"It's a bonus, come here, I'll sign one for you, keep it well, it will be worth a lot in the future!" Cai Zongming joked.

The atmosphere suddenly became relaxed. Yan Xiaoling picked up the signature pen and began to fill in the form. In the column of martial arts rank, she felt inferior for 30 seconds and drew a slash.

With the situation that I spend a lot of time in bed every holiday, how can I have the time and energy to exercise? Not to mention practicing martial arts!

After finishing it, she looked around curiously and checked the situation of her roommate.

Box, martial arts rank, amateur second rank, uh...Jinnian, martial arts rank, amateur third rank... Yan Xiaoling opened her mouth a little bit, making it O-shaped.

When did they become so powerful?

They are all top three amateurs!

I'm the only one who is weak...

At this moment, a stalk flashed through her mind:

Thank you roommate for not killing me!

Cai Zongming took the form back, looked at it a few times, and smiled brightly:

"Welcome to the Martial Arts Club. When you come back from the holidays, there will be an orientation meeting. I will call you when the specific time is fixed."

"Wow, President, you were not so enthusiastic before!" Yan Xiaoling teased in surprise.

Cai Zongming made a serious face, and said solemnly:

"Isn't this nonsense? I've confirmed your identities through the form. How can you not treat them well?"

"What identity?" Yan Xiaoling looked at He Zi and Mu Jinnian blankly, and found that they also looked confused.

Could it be that the identity that I have lived for more than ten years is actually a fake? Am I Taobao's father's biological daughter?

Cai Zongming laughed:

"The identity of the successor to the cause of communism!"

The burst of laughter broke out at the same time, not only from the three girls Yan Xiaoling and He Zi, but also from other students.

This boss is so funny!

When there were fewer people in front of the booth, Cai Zongming slipped to Lou Cheng's side and said, "Tsk tsk:

"Cheng Zi, the quality of this newcomer is pretty good!"

"Do you mean martial arts level, or appearance?" Lou Cheng looked at Zui Wang suspiciously.

"Damn, how can you doubt my self-defense? Besides, isn't our class the pinnacle of appearance? With your family, Lin Que, and me, it's beyond the platinum generation!" Cai Zongming posed POSE, finally said, "It's only been over an hour, and I've already found four amateur top-three newbies!"

"Uh, the quality is quite high." Lou Cheng's eyes lit up, and he praised happily.

University martial arts clubs are no better than professional teams. There are people graduating every year, and the mobility is relatively high. To maintain competitiveness, the quality of freshmen is very important.

Although Lou Cheng and the others can "don't care about the flood after I die", and once they graduate, they don't need to worry about the follow-up in this regard, but after a year of fighting side by side, and after the encouragement of "come again next time", they are very grateful to the Martial Arts Club, They all developed feelings for the school, and consciously provoked the burden of mentoring.

"In general, you are actually stronger than our class. Hehe, don't look at me like this. When you first recruited new recruits, you were still a three-no person with no rank, no strength, and no knowledge." Cai Zongming said a word.

That's right, when we first entered school in our class, apart from Lin Que, who was an eye-catching rank nine, the strongest seemed to be amateur rank five... Lou Cheng refused to admit defeat and said, "My uncle can beat ten of them! "

Cai Zongming let out a hey, but didn't answer directly. He thought for a while and said, "I think the quality of the next batch of freshmen may be stronger. Think about it, when these freshmen fill out their volunteers, our martial arts club will also participate in the selection of the competition area. Entering the knockout round is a bit famous, which means that Lin Que is about to become an eighth-rank alchemy. You are just an individual genius with perverted potential. That's all you can attract. Wait until next year, there will definitely be newcomers with strength who will consider us School."

"Well, good results in the national finals, and the provision of internal training methods, just these two, there are definitely geniuses to choose." Lou Cheng stood up, moved his body, and looked forward to the future.

Until now, he doesn't think he is a genius, although others keep saying so.

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After the long holiday, mid-October.

The alarm clock rang piercingly, Yan Xiaoling woke up from her sleep, and struggled to get out of bed.

She sat in a daze for a while, and finally realized why she had to get up so early.

This morning is the new day for the Martial Arts Club!

She hurriedly lifted He Zi's mosquito net next door, and shouted: "Box box, wake up, wake up!"

The mosquito net was lifted, and a black cat squatting on the side rail appeared inside, with green eyes and a disdainful expression.

"Uh..." Yan Xiaoling was in a daze for a moment, then said in shock, "I knew there was a cat... So the box was transformed from a cat! There really are monsters in the world!"

As soon as she finished speaking, she suddenly felt that something was wrong, she hurriedly turned her head to look at the door, only to see He Zi came back from washing and stood there.

Looking back at the black cat again, she felt that she seemed to have misunderstood something.

"Retarded..." He Zi's mouth twitched.

"Haha, I'm just joking." Yan Xiaoling saw the cat jumping off the bed and sprinted out of the dormitory, "Box, is this your cat?"

"No, you can't keep pets in the dormitory. It seems to be raised by a teacher in the teacher's apartment, but it often comes to see me~" When the cat was mentioned, He Zi's entire expression softened, and her eyes sparkled.

"How do you know it?" Yan Xiaoling asked curiously as she climbed off the bed.

He Zi recalled and said with a smile: "This is fate! I came to the dormitory first, and found that it ran in for some reason, trapped behind the cabinet over there, and kept meowing. Take the bed apart and move it away."

"Then what? You moved the bed and rescued it?" Yan Xiaoling said enthusiastically.

He Zi was stunned for a few seconds, then said with a sarcastic smile:

"No, before I moved it, it jumped out by itself..."

I spent so much effort to waste so much sleep time, what is it for?

Yan Xiaoling frowned, nodded solemnly, walked to He Zi's side, patted her on the shoulder, and comforted her:

"I think we can be good friends."

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After washing up, Yan Xiaoling, He Zi, and Mu Jinnian rushed to the Martial Arts Club. As for another student in the small dormitory, Chen Youni, they had never seen each other. According to the counselor, this roommate seemed to be sick and had to leave school. I won't come to see you until the illness is cured.

Due to the existence of the Shuangdan Realm and the outstanding performance last semester, the Martial Arts Club not only recruited many freshmen this time, but even sophomores and juniors also recruited a group of sophomores and juniors. hour.

"It's so lively!" Yan Xiaoling looked around excitedly.

At this moment, her eyes lit up, and she saw Yan Zheke in a pretty white martial arts uniform.

"See? That senior is so beautiful, even more beautiful than what I saw in the broadcast." Yan Xiaoling pointed out to He Zi and Mu Jinnian in surprise.

"Yeah." He Zi glanced at her and nodded.

"I really want to take a sneak shot!" Yan Xiaoling whispered excitedly.

At this moment, she saw the fresh and beautiful Yan Zheke turn her eyes and slowly walk over here.

"The closer the better," Yan Xiaoling said with a chuckle, but suddenly stopped talking, because she found that Yan Zheke seemed to be walking towards her!

Find me?

What are you looking for?

In this kind of surprise and apprehension, she saw Yan Zheke stopped in front of her, so she said nervously, "Hello, senior."

Is there a problem?

Yan Zheke smiled slightly: "Hello, Little Changye."

ah? Little long night? Little Long Night! Yan Xiaoling was taken aback for a moment, then opened her mouth wide, as if turning into a confused cat.

She suddenly felt that she didn't know the beautiful senior in front of her.