Chapter 14: Martial Arts Training

Qinlong Martial Arts Hall.

What surprised Qi Sui was that this super martial arts hall, the most famous in Qinhai City, was actually located in the dilapidated and backward old city.

From the outside, the martial arts hall looked ordinary, five stories high, and covered a large area of ​​more than a thousand square meters.

"Hello, please show me your membership card!"

A security guard stopped Qi Sui at the door.

"Well, I was introduced by Uncle Chen Fei from Kang's Medical Hall. I heard that you have a part-time job here, so I want to try it."

Qi Sui subconsciously took a half step back and kept a safe distance from the man.

"I know, come with me!"

The security guard picked up the pager and said a few words, then took Qi Sui inside.

Entering the hall, the temperature inside the room was a bit surprising, and the breath turned into a light mist, not as warm as other shops, but only a few degrees warmer than the cold spring outside.

"Brother Ma, this guy was introduced by Chen Fei. You take him to try." The security guard shouted to a young man standing in the middle of the hall.

"Okay, got it, you go get busy first!"

The young man was dressed in a suit and had a shiny slicked back hair. He took a few puffs, then extinguished the remaining cigarette butt, walked straight to Qi Sui, and without waiting to ask anything, he directly pinched his arms, shoulders and other parts.

"He is a little thin, but he has a good sense of strength. He should have a foundation of cultivation."

The young man made a few casual comments, then looked up and down at Qi Sui and said, "Hey, a student of No. 1 Middle School, do you know what the part-time job Chen Fei mentioned is?"

"I don't know?"

Qi Sui shook his head honestly.

"Come with me first, test your basic data."

Led by the young man, the two walked into the hall. When passing a beam, Qi Sui's eyes were attracted by a piece of paper.

"What is this?"

The title of the paper page is "Missing Person Notice" in four big black characters.

The photo shows a burly middle-aged man with bulging temples and bright eyes. He looks like he has a strong cultivation base.

"This is a temporary worker we hired before. He is missing."

The young man sneered, tore off the paper page, crumpled it into a ball and threw it into the trash can, saying, "He disappeared after having barbecue with friends after get off work. This family is so desperate for money that they want to put the blame on our martial arts school."

Seeing that the other party's tone was unhappy, Qi Sui didn't ask any more questions. He followed him through a long corridor and turned into the innermost room.

The room was filled with all kinds of training equipment.

Dumbbells, barbells, gantry, wooden stakes, weapon platform...

Many people were training enthusiastically, and the intrusion of the two did not attract any attention.

"Come here."

The young man walked to a testing machine and gestured to Qi Sui: "Hit it with all your strength to test your limb strength."

"Okay!"

Qi Sui has loved reading martial arts materials since he was a child, and is no stranger to this kind of testing machine.

He simply did a few warm-up exercises, then took a deep breath, stared at the strength tester, turned to the side and back to accumulate strength, and then used the strength of the waist and hips to drive the shoulder and elbow to swing the right fist like lightning.

The power of 13 points completely broke out.

"Boom!"

"Your right fist has a force of 796 pounds!"

796?

Qi Sui pursed his lips.

He did not use the "Mountain Moving Breathing Method" in this punch, otherwise it should be several hundred higher.

Looking at this number, the young man standing by with his arms crossed frowned slightly: "796 pounds of punching power, but not able to enter the dan!"

Xiaguo evaluates the strength of martial arts students by "dan", from the beginning of not entering the dan to the strongest tenth dan.

There is a big difference in strength between each dan.

Due to the shackles of physical talent, entering the dan is an insurmountable gap for 99% of martial arts students.

Because the most basic standard for "1st dan" evaluation is that you must be able to punch 1,000 pounds.

Being able to and not being able to represent completely different social statuses. Only martial arts students who can enter the dan will be respected as martial artists. As for those martial arts students who cannot enter the dan, they are not much stronger than ordinary people, and at most they are just martial arts enthusiasts.

"But considering your age, this score is ranked in the upper middle among the martial arts students in Qinhai High School." The young man's frown slowly relaxed and commented: "And your force-generating movements are not particularly standard. If you undergo a period of professional training, you should be able to reach a score of about 850 pounds."

Punch power accounts for about 10% of the martial arts students' college entrance examination scores.

500 pounds is the dividing line between junior college martial arts schools and undergraduate martial arts schools.

800 pounds is the dividing line between second-tier martial arts schools and first-tier martial arts schools.

Being able to graduate from a first-tier martial arts school means that martial arts students have a good future.

"Bang!"

"Bang!"

"Bang!"

"Your left fist has a punching power of 753 pounds!"

"Your right leg kicking force is 902 pounds!"

"Your left foot kicking force is 888 pounds!"

"Okay, the average level of comprehensive strength has reached more than 800 pounds, which meets the part-time standard of our martial arts hall."

"My name is Zhao Yihao, and I am the manager of the martial arts hall. You can call me Brother Zhao in the future. Come with me and I will show you where I work."

The young man led the way and took Qi Sui to the second floor of the martial arts hall.

The second floor is different from the space separated from the first floor. This is a large flat surface that has been opened up.

There are thirty rings.

"Hoo!"

"Come again!"

"Bang bang bang!"

"Exert force, exert force!"

"..."

The figures on the ring flickered, and all kinds of shouting, fist collisions, and slamming sounds came into the ears, and a faint smell of sweat floated in the air.

"Brother Zhao, this is..."

"This is the arena area of ​​our Qinlong Martial Arts School. In the martial arts, it is not feasible to just practice hard. Having strength but not using it is no different from a human sandbag, so actual combat is an indispensable training method for martial artists."

Zhao Yihao pointed to one of the arenas and said, "Your part-time job in the future will be like that man, serving as a sparring partner for our martial arts school VIP members."

Qi Sui looked in the direction.

On the outermost arena, two burly men were fighting fiercely.

It is more appropriate to say that it was a one-sided beating than a fierce battle.

The sparring partner, who was obviously more advantageous in size, just held his head to defend and dodge. Even if he wanted to attack, he would hit in the direction where the opponent was most comfortable.

"Can only be beaten but not fight back? Isn't this too aggrieved?"

Qi Sui frowned.

"It's not that you can't fight back, but you have to fight back without seriously hurting our members. Otherwise, it's no different from hitting a sandbag. A qualified sparring partner should learn when to fight and when to be hit." Zhao Yihao looked calm and casually took out a thick red Xia currency from his pocket.

"And don't you feel aggrieved? What about now? This is just the reward for one game."

One thousand?

One game!

Qi Sui's breathing became heavy.

You know, my mother used to work hard in the factory for a month and only earned a little over 3,000 yuan.

"And as a sparring partner for Qinlong Martial Arts School, you are also eligible to listen to the coach's open classes for members." Zhao Yihao continued to tempt.

"Brother Zhao, don't say anything, I'll take this part-time job."

Qi Sui no longer hesitated.

"Young man, you are straightforward. Our martial arts school has flexible sparring time. Except for the requirement of playing one match a week, you can come anytime you want."

As Zhao Yihao spoke, he took out the agreement from his arms and slapped it on the table: "Here, this is the martial arts school's sparring contract. Check it out. If there is no problem, sign it. You can start working tonight."

Qi Sui carefully read the agreement.

Generally speaking, it is fair.

If you get injured because of sparring, you will receive injury subsidies. If you are unfortunately killed in the ring, there will be a one-time pension subsidy of one million Xia coins, but it is stated that the martial arts school does not bear any legal responsibility.

Seeing Qi Sui signed his name, Zhao Yihao smiled on his stubbled face and said, "The agreement is in duplicate, you should keep it well. I will call you Xiao Qi from now on. The treatment in our martial arts school is still good. The price is fairer than other martial arts schools in Qinhai City. You will not suffer any loss."

"What do you say? Do you want to try it tonight? If you can, I will help you arrange a membership now."

"Okay."

Qi Sui was a little itchy.

Perhaps as long as you embark on the path of martial arts, the genes in your bones will become brave and aggressive.

He also has some small ideas, that is, to use him as a sparring partner to hone his skills.

Zhao Yihao was very satisfied with the boy's work enthusiasm. He patted his shoulder vigorously and said, "Go to the rest area to change your clothes first, and then wait for me for ten minutes. There must be many martial arts students in Qinhai No. 1 Middle School who will be interested."

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