The Game only Has 8 Years of Life, so I Choose to Play All In

Chapter 32 Introduction to Bone Touching

Bai's martial arts gym, one of the two major martial arts gyms in the outer city, is located in Shuangliu Fang, Dongcheng District. The owner of the gym, Bai Wangyun, is a martial artist in the blood exchange realm. I heard that he was a captain who retired from the battlefield and later came to Qingfeng County. Retirement.

Although a warrior in the blood exchange realm is nothing in the whole Qingzhou, if he is in this small Qingfeng County, he can naturally stand alone. In addition, he has some connections in the military, so he occupies a place in Qingfeng County.

At this moment, Ding Yi was standing in front of the Bai Family Martial Arts Hall, looking at the door that had just been opened in front of him, taking a deep breath, and then stepped into the small courtyard under the surprised eyes of the servant who opened the door.

"Oh, I've seen it early, but I've never seen it so early!"

One of the servants who opened the door winked at the other one, covered his mouth and whispered.

"Probably another guy who wants to reach the top in one step."

Another servant also showed a hint of teasing. They had seen many young people like Ding Yi.

They spent all their money to collect the registration fee and entered the Bai Family Martial Arts Hall, thinking that they would be able to reach the sky in one step and no longer be the stinking rotten people in the outer city. Who knew that this was just the beginning of more pain for them.

Only one-tenth of those who enter the Bai Family Martial Arts School can endure the hardships of practicing martial arts and stay, and only one-tenth of those who can achieve success.

It can be said that there is only a one percent chance of gaining a foothold in the Bai Family Martial Arts School. The one who can make a name for himself and let the entire outer city know about this person is Qian. A one-in-one probability is enough to be called a dragon or a phoenix among men.

Since these two servants entered the Bai Family Martial Arts Hall, they have never seen anyone like Ding Yi who can stand out at his age. After all, martial arts requires boyish skills, which really need to be honed from an early age. After all, the older you get, the more you get older. The more mixed the Qi and blood, the more limited the achievements will be.

Here, when Ding Yi stepped into the small courtyard, the old man in charge of registration was still moving things on the table. When he found someone coming in, he was stunned, and then looked towards Ding Yi.

"Old sir, let me help you."

When Ding Yi saw this, he quickly stepped forward, took the heavy roster and inkstone and other items from the old man's hands, and walked towards the table.

"Oh, it's quite rare."

The old man looked at Ding Yi's back and muttered in surprise.

However, since someone came to sign up, the old man could no longer take his time. He quickly followed Ding Yi to the table and sat down. Then he skillfully opened the registration book and started studying ink.

"Young man, which shop are you from?"

"Sangufang."

"Well, it's not that far. What's your name?"

"Ding Hai."

"age?"

"twenty three."

"23, it's a bit late, but if you work hard, it won't be a problem if you just grind it out. Don't be too ambitious."

When the old man heard Ding Yi's age, the movements in his hands stopped, and then he said slowly to Ding Yi.

As the accountant of the Bai Family Martial Arts School, he has met countless applicants in his life. If he hadn't seen that Ding Yi was quite sensible today, he wouldn't have bothered to mention it.

"I know, I know."

Ding Yi did not refute, but replied quickly.

"Do you know the registration fee of thirty taels and the meals for ten taels this month?"

"Clearly clear."

Ding Yi quickly took out the package containing silver from his arms and handed it over.

The old man weighed the money bag, then checked the roster a few times, and finally took out a sign, wrote Ding Hai on it and handed it to Ding Yi, and said to Ding Yi:

"Okay, let's go in with the sign."

Ding Yi took the wooden sign and then looked towards the main hall at the back. After thanking the old man, he hurried towards that side.

Shaking the wooden signs at the big men on both sides of the hall, Ding Yi entered smoothly, and then heard the noise coming from the back of the hall.

"drink!"

"drink!!"

"ha!!"

"This is?"

Ding Yi was stunned when he heard the sound, and then quickly walked around the screen towards the door at the back, only to find that about seven or eight people were already standing in the courtyard behind the main hall, practicing.

The appearance of Ding Yi naturally attracted the attention of everyone in the courtyard.

"Huh? Here comes another one. What's wrong this month? Yesterday a little fat man came, and today a foreigner came. When did martial arts gyms become so easy to enter?"

A muscular man with his upper body naked said in a low voice.

"Forty taels of silver, tsk tsk tsk."

The person next to him also shook his head.

"Okay, stop talking nonsense, have you mastered kung fu?!"

During the discussion, a loud voice interrupted their conversation. Ding Yi followed the voice and saw that it was a young man who was no more than twenty years old.

To Ding Yi's expectation, as soon as this person spoke, the others immediately looked away at Ding Yi and continued to practice in a precise manner, which made Ding Yi couldn't help but look at the young man a few more times.

"New here?"

At this moment, a middle-aged man in gray linen clothes walked towards Ding Yi. After looking at Ding Yi up and down, he asked.

"Exactly, in Xia Dinghai, this senior brother is..."

Ding Yi quickly asked the man, cupping his fists.

"Don't call me senior brother. I only started a few years earlier than you. Now I haven't even polished my skin yet, so I can't be called senior brother. From now on, just call me Wang Hong."

Wang Hong said with a smile.

"It turns out to be Senior Brother Wang!"

Ding Yi said quickly.

"Well, come with me and I'll take you to see Master Bai."

Wang Hong said, then turned and walked towards the other side of the corridor. Seeing this, Ding Yi quickly followed behind him.

The two walked through the corridor in the backyard, walked along the yard, and soon arrived at the back of the yard.

Behind this courtyard is another small courtyard, and there are many side rooms on the left and right. In the middle is a slightly larger hall. At this moment, Wang Hong led Ding Yi towards the hall.

After entering the hall, Wang Hong came to the side room next to him, knocked gently on the door, and then said softly:

"Master Bai, someone new is here."

As soon as Wang Hong finished speaking, the door of the side room opened with a creak, and then an old man with a little white hair and a serious face walked out of it.

The old man was wearing a loose blue robe. There were many patches on the robe, but it still looked neat at first glance, and it had a hint of sandalwood fragrance.

Seeing this, Ding Yi quickly walked forward and bowed to the old man:

"Disciple pays homage to Master Bai."

When the old man saw this, he lifted Ding Yi up with one hand and said at the same time:

"I think you have good eyesight, but just because you join my martial arts gym doesn't mean you've become my disciple. I can't bear this kind of worship."

Ding Yi was stunned when he heard this, but then he realized that this old man was very picky about his feelings, and he still looked down upon himself!

"You don't have to be depressed. If you can successfully polish your skin in one year, I will accept you as my seventh apprentice. Before that, you were just a martial arts apprentice."

The old man's hand holding Ding Yi's arm quickly touched Ding Yi's arm, and then slid to the back of Ding Yi's neck. Then with a step, he came behind Ding Yi, and then moved one hand from the back of Ding Yi's neck. He felt along the spine all the way to the tailbone, and then smiled and said:

"Work hard and you may not be able to achieve success in the future. Wang Hong, I'll leave this boy to you."

Wang Hong stood motionless next to the old man. When he heard these words, he suddenly bowed and responded. After the old man said all this, he waved his hand to indicate that the two of them could leave.

Upon seeing this, Wang Hong quickly pulled Ding Yi to leave and led Ding Yi back to the backyard along the corridor.

"Senior Brother Wang, what happened just now?"

Ding Yi asked quickly when he saw that he was far away from the hall just now.

"Master Bai is touching your bones for you!"

Wang Hong said with a smile.

"Then, have you found any clues?"

Ding Yi asked again.

"What kind of knowledge can you have? There are hundreds of billions of mortals in the world, but only a few are born with martial arts. Those with better bones are rare. If you have good bones, it will not be my turn to take you out now. You will be Master Bai's directly. The seventh apprentice!”

Wang Hong patted Ding Yi on the shoulder and said.

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