Survival on a deserted island: I opened the blind box with my mouth

Chapter 225 I will be polite
In fact, Tan Limen was not given for nothing.

If it is outside the island, if there is a tuition fee, it is natural for the little baby to grab it. Why not teach a few symbolic kung fu and fool the money?

But on the deserted island, the students recruited are naturally of higher quality, the better, in order to strengthen the faction's influence and strive for better ordinary players to supplement the faction.

At first, the people from Tanzumen didn't want to accept Dingdang when they saw him. After all, he was a child, so what if he joined?

But the child was too soft-headed, and the head of the Tan Leg Gate simply tried it, so he arranged a simple knee-jerk reflex test for the child.

The experiment is very simple, ask Dingdang to find a place to sit down, then put his left leg on his right leg, and tap the palm under the patella lightly as a "knife".

But he never expected that the child's sensory neurons and motor neurons were so powerful. The most important thing was strength...

The leader with rich combat experience slashed his sword with his sword, and was kicked off his back without even reacting. He almost quit the competition because of the entry test.

Tinkerbell blamed herself for thinking that there was no hope of becoming an apprentice, but unexpectedly, the master excitedly signed with his sign language and ordered him to be his subordinate.

Why sign language?
Because of the broken jaw...

The apprentices finally helped to press it, and the master said happily while saying:
"Ji Ji Kicks Fozi Dad! (Aptitude talent is awesome)"

At noon when he accepted this precious apprentice, the headmaster organized lunch and held a teacher apprentice banquet.

In this way, the disciples of Tanzumen watched as Tinker Bell ate half of the table by himself.

"Not only does this child have outstanding martial arts aptitude, but his appetite is also amazing." The apprentices were amazed.

The leader nodded, "Good job, come to me to learn martial arts in the future, and return to your team to solve the problem after dinner. Did you hear me, kid?"

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On the other hand, Cheng Bao, a master of Tongbei boxing, is also doing a lot of publicity among ordinary players to recruit students.

Cheng Bao didn't come for nothing, seeing that there were quite a few onlookers, he practiced a punch for everyone to show, and everyone couldn't help but feel a little nervous.

The tricks are so difficult and put aside first, watching the way "Papa" hits one's body can't help but make people feel painful.

Of course, because Tong Bei Quan is very famous in the market, there are many players who want to join the school to learn from the onlookers, and Liu Yi is one of them.

After Cheng Bao punched and kicked, he didn't grow angry, and his expression didn't change:
"Don't think I'm here to recruit students, but I'm also willing to tell you the truth."

"Practicing Tongbeiquan is very difficult. Not to mention others, my senior brother has been studying for 25 years and he is almost mastered. Then he accidentally slapped his crotch while practicing morning exercises."

"Oh, I'll go." Chu Sheng, who was watching, grinned instinctively.

"Is this the reason why your senior brother didn't come to compete? So how is his health now?"

Cheng Bao nodded: "Now he is recovering well, I heard that he married an old man."

Chu Sheng: "..."

"Do you want to learn?" Fatty also rushed over at this time, looked at Chu Sheng and asked.

He knew that his eldest brother didn't seem to have learned any real kung fu from Hunyuan Taiji.

Otherwise, he wouldn't be asking around about recruitment of students from other sects, and he would definitely have the urge to "abandon the darkness and join the light."

"Forget it, let me go back and think about it." For some reason, Chu Sheng seemed to think of King Kong's future marriage in the conversation with Cheng Bao just now.

In fact, Cheng Bao is very honest, and he truthfully told the difficulty and pros and cons of Tong Bei Quan.

Maybe he is also afraid that his efforts will be wasted, and the effort will be thankless in the end.

However, in the eyes of a layman like Chu Sheng, who has zero foundation in boxing and kicking skills, it seems that there is no rule to follow.

If you can't even read it, it must be more difficult to learn.

It seems that the two hands that Cheng Bao showed just now, throwing a cockroach into his neck by himself, may be able to fight very vigorously...

Chu Sheng left silently, leaving Liu Yi with a strong will and Wang Tao, a fat man eager to try.

"I wish you good luck, our team will be fine with just one King Kong."

"Don't worry, I swear to the death that I won't jump the rubber band." Liu Yi replied with firm eyes, and the fat man nodded firmly.

The matter of recruiting students to practice martial arts has intensified among various sects, and finally, at the suggestion of the president of the Wushu Association, preparations were made to hold a martial arts conference on a deserted island.

The pungent smell of gunpowder!
The preliminary rules are as follows. In the martial arts conference, each faction will choose representatives to participate in the martial arts conference. Those who lose will automatically withdraw from the next "Survival on a Deserted Island".

Of course, "to show friendship", and set up an amateur group track for ordinary players who have no background, but in the end they still have to PK with professional players to teach each other.

In this state, not only did the factions not stop recruiting students, but they tried their best to encourage ordinary players to join the faction.

Everyone is from the quack, and they all know what kind of behavior each other is!
A martial arts competition is a martial arts competition, and in the end there will be unconvinced martial arts.

Maybe they have to solve the problem through gang fights. At that time, it is natural that whose sect is stronger and stronger, the more dominant.

After all, the recruited students do not account for the number of places in their participating teams, and they are all proper non-staff members!

In this state, Chu Sheng's heart of "abandoning the dark and turning to the bright" became more and more restless. At this time, he was sitting alone in front of the tent, full of thoughts.

Join Baguamen?
Their apprentice died tragically before, and it was the time when there was a shortage of people.

The martial arts moves are fierce and practical!

But no more than five or eight years of kung fu will not be able to practice at home.

Join the Tongbeiquan faction?
Recalling the conversation with Cheng Bao just now, Chu Sheng retreated instinctively.

Sure enough, the fat man came back with a dejected expression, and there were two bright red palm prints on his face.

"What's wrong?" Chu Sheng stood up abruptly, subconsciously thinking that his brother was being bullied.

"I haven't practiced with Cheng Bao for a long time, so I slapped the two of us so hard, I don't want to learn!" The fat man was wronged, his eyes were rosy.

Chu Sheng covered his mouth and almost didn't laugh, "Where's your Brother Liu?"

"He's still going!"

However, as soon as the words fell, Liu Yi's face was full of embarrassment, and he staggered over, clutching his crotch.

Seeing this, Chu Sheng grinned, "It seems that beginners are hard to defend themselves."

Chu Sheng sighed, sat down slumped, and continued to think about his future.

Join Tan Leg Gate?
No, if you join now, you will become Ding Dong's younger brother, and you can't agree to it even if you kill him.

Join Mantis Gate?
Thinking about how Teacher Luo and his wife died in the deserted sandy west, I lost interest in an instant.

Do you want to join Lotus Gate?
Thinking of this, Chu Sheng's eyes became more saturated and sparkled.

There are quite a few young ladies and soft girls, but all they accept are female disciples, not to mention the fact that the headmaster who has never shown up disagrees.

Even if he agreed, he would have to die under the knife of Su Xiaoxiao, a vicious woman, if he didn't succeed in his apprenticeship.

Well, since I can't make a decision myself, I might as well leave it to fate to arrange.

Thinking of this, Chu Sheng decided to draw lots!
So he found some small stones with obvious characteristics, and gave them the names of sects respectively.

Out of uneasiness in his conscience, he even reserved the Hunyuan Taiji Sect as an option.

"God, it's up to you, you can do whatever you say, go!"

As Chu Sheng randomly took out a stone from his pocket, his face immediately turned ashen, and he looked very bad.

"I'm just being polite out of face and emotional considerations, why are you so unreasonable?"

After a while, Chu Sheng pointed at the stone representing "Hunyuan Taijimen" and tried to criticize, almost swearing.

The fat man not far away rubbed his face and whispered to Liu Yi.

"Brother, what's the matter? I'm in such a bad mood that I even got into a fight with a stone. Look..."

Liu Yi's face was gloomy, "Third Brother, Second Brother, I... can't take care of so much now."

"Yo, sorry, sorry."

Ding!System prompt: The host is asked to accept the arrangement of fate and solve the problems that can be solved.

The voice of Guoguo, the little secretary of the system, sounded in his head, and Chu Sheng sighed:

"Are you suggesting that I continue to stay at the Hunyuan Taiji Gate?"

"Surrender to fate and exerting subjective initiative sometimes do not conflict, the key lies in the person himself."

"Hiss... the old turtle said that he is his Yingmeng virtuous minister, could it be true?"

(End of this chapter)