The Era of National Martial Arts

And this time...

Xu Zhen didn't notice that a galloping Mercedes quietly slowed down and followed closely behind him.

Immersed in the pleasure of physical improvement, and he is just an ordinary person, unaware of the back.

"Principal, is it really good to slow down? We still have to go to the Martial Arts Association meeting?" At this time, a man in the Mercedes-Benz was wearing rimless glasses, and his long black hair was coiled up. Said with a blank face.

At this time, she was wearing business attire, holding a folder in her arms, and looked at the unkempt, unshaven middle-aged man sitting next to her. She said he was a middle-aged man, and he was probably about 50 years old.

Seeing this scene, the originally incomparably cold expression was immediately beaten back to its original shape, becoming helpless.

"Hehe, Nanao, don't worry, do you think that boy is a bit interesting?" The middle-aged man called 'principal' didn't care about the woman's attitude, but pointed at Xu Zhen who was running and smiled. Said.

A middle-aged man named Ma Chongshan, the principal of Anshi Martial Arts Academy.

Yi Qixu looked in the direction of the finger, couldn't help curling her lips, and said, "Principal, he's just a non-warrior, what's the point?"

"Old Chen, speed up, we're about to be late." Yi Qixu said to the driver, Old Chen.

"Hehe, what's the hurry, Lao Chen just drove like this, hanging behind this young man."

Old Chen was surprised. It was rare for the headmaster to be strong in front of Secretary Yi. He couldn't help but smile, let go of the accelerator a little, slowed down, and walked slowly behind Xu Zhen.

"Old Chen..." Yi Qixu frowned slightly, and was about to speak, but was interrupted by the middle-aged man.

"Okay, Nanao, let's see how long it won't take. Besides, what are you doing in such a hurry to go to the Martial Arts Association to watch those old guys quarrel?"

"But..." This time, Yi Qixu was blocked and sighed faintly.

Yi Qixu looked at Xu Zhen who was running wildly, and said helplessly: "Principal, I know you are recruiting students everywhere, but how can these people stay in Anshi.

Basically, they all went to big cities. After all, Anwuke is too small, and the temple is too small to accommodate the big Buddha! "

"Hey, how do you know if you don't try?" Ma Chongshan leaned forward without any image, lying on the car window and watching Xu Zhen who was running hard. The more he watched, the more interesting he was.

"This kid has good physical fitness and stamina. Looking at this outfit, his family environment must be bad. Try whether he can be transferred to Anwu Branch. Maybe there will be one more warrior in the school in the future." Ma Chongshan commented, murmured, and shook his head. Bu Hui asked, "Xiao Qixu, what do you think?"

Yi Qixu gave him a blank look, ignoring the principal's wild thoughts.

Do you think others are fools?

He has the potential to become a warrior, so he will go to Anwu Branch?

What about An Wuke, principal, don't you have any idea?

There was no response, and the middle-aged man was not angry, and still had a hippie smile on his face.

Everyone says that An Wu Ke is bad?

Even the locals know that Anshi Academy of Martial Arts is a third-rate college of martial arts. After the college entrance examination every year, very few martial arts candidates apply for the exam, and most of them are students of liberal arts and sciences who fill in the volunteers of An Martial Arts.

Don't look at the Anshi Martial Arts Academy named after Martial Arts, in fact, there are not many martial artists in the school.

Of course, in the past two years, Ma Chongshan has abducted a few crooked melons and cracked dates by virtue of his sharp tongue and stalking attitude, but it has been difficult.

Speaking of which, no one would dare to believe that An Wuke couldn't find ten warrior students.

As the only military academy in An City, Anwu Branch is indeed not very competent.

After the old principal died in a battle outside the city, Ma Chongshan was appointed to the post of principal of An Wu Ke in the face of danger.

In the past two years, it has been "quite effective".

……

Xu Zhen was intoxicated by his enhanced physique and relaxed body. He didn't know that the two people behind were discussing him and had already set their minds on him.

After this long-distance running, he can clearly feel the changes in his body.

The single attribute of physique is not limited to the enhancement of strength and speed, but the improvement of the whole body in all aspects.

Whether it is physical coordination, flexibility, agility, explosive power, etc., they have all been improved to varying degrees.

Xu Zhen's speed gradually slowed down. After the experiment, there was no need to continue to waste energy.

"Hey, boy! Boy!"

But at this moment, a voice came from his ear, Xu Zhen stopped in his tracks, turned around and saw a Mercedes-Benz driving slowly towards him, and stopped when it reached his side.

"You are?" Xu Zhen's face was flat, without the slightest sign of panic. In this era, with his performance just now, it is not surprising at all. There is no need to be cautious, and everyone feels that everyone has ulterior motives.

"Hehe, I want to ask how to get to the Martial Arts Association?" Ma Chongshan smiled kindly, seeing Yi Qixu's face full of helplessness, and came again.

This kind of Gu Zuoyan talked about him, made insinuations, spoke in a muddled manner, and didn't get to the point for a long time, it was really too low.

The key point is that wherever the principal goes, he will come forward to have a chat when he sees a 20-year-old young man.

In line with the principle of being able to fool one is one, it has made him do it several times.

Hearing this, Xu Zhen's eyes changed slightly, and he glanced at the three people in the car from the corner of his eye.

These three are warriors, Xu Zhen secretly said.

"Martial Arts Association?" Xu Zhen repeated, then pointed forward and said, "You drive straight ahead, turn left at the second traffic light, enter Meishan Road, and drive about a dozen miles or so before you arrive.

The building of the Martial Arts Association is easy to identify. Once you see that building, you know it. "

Outsiders, Xu Zhen categorized them in his heart. There are very few local people who don't know how the Anshi Martial Arts Association is going.

No, the license plate is Wan N, not a foreigner.

Xu Zhen had a flash of inspiration, and suddenly remembered that when the Mercedes-Benz drove up just now, he glanced at the license plate number.

Anhui N, license plate of Anshi.

Xu Zhen remained calm, and a sense of vigilance was already born in his heart.

Ma Chongshan didn't know the young man he liked, so he had already classified him as malicious.

After pointing the way, Xu Zhen walked away without any intention of continuing to talk to the middle-aged man.

Without this matter, maybe Xu Zhen would have said a few more words, but this person obviously wasn't asking for directions, so he couldn't help being careless.

Ma Chongshan was still about to speak, but he didn't want Xu Zhen to go straight away.

Just gone?

gone?