Is Mr. Ling doing well today?

As one of the examiners of the martial arts gym, Liang Zhao is familiar with many kinds of actual combat skills.

And what he is best at is the simplified military close-range combat technique, which cannot give full play to his advantages in unarmed hand-to-hand combat.Therefore, in the assessment, he usually adopts the method of quick battle and quick decision, with "quick, precise and ruthless" to achieve "one hit will surely fall".

Obviously, this discussion is too entangled.

Ling Xuan jumped over the examiner's defense, and punched the weak arm for the third time.

Ding--

The on-court timer beeps again for a timeout.

Wu Ze in the spectator area looked at Liangzhao intently, Ling Xuan's skills were indeed good, but not enough to restrain him.Being able to let you come and go and indulge in indulgence for so long, there is a high probability that you think it is plastic.

If nothing else, the assessment has already come to a conclusion.

Even though he always seemed to be at a disadvantage, Liang Zhao still lowered his eyes calmly, moved his wrist seductively, and signaled Ling Xuan to try another punch.

When the opponent waved his arm again, Liang Zhao reversed his previous evasive style, not only did not dodge, but raised his hand to firmly block the attack, clamped his forearm, and directly threw the person forward with the force of his attack out.

After knocking down the opponent at a speed that was completely unresponsive, he swiftly took a turn, kneeled down fiercely from the height, and firmly pressed the person under his right leg.

Accompanied by an uncontrollable muffled hum, the assessment ended.

Ling Xuan felt the force from his chest, and couldn't help but lose his strength in an instant, so he could only smile bitterly silently.If Lianggong hadn't pulled back his strength, his ribs would have been broken now.

Liang Zhao slowly retracted his legs and stood up, announcing to the insulted person: "Congratulations on passing, this time the examiner: Liang Zhao."

Ling Xuan bit off his glove, curled up on the ground in pain, and complained helplessly and weakly: "...you take this back, I won't take the exam, it's too bullying."

What could have been done in three seconds was delayed by malice for a long time. Could this anti-killing prelude be too long!There is no dignity or experience at all.

"You can take it back, and the registration fee will not be refunded." Liang Zhao's peaceful expression did not change, he leaned over and stretched out his left hand to pull him back, and said softly, "It's not hard, get up."

For Liang Gong, such a tone is already coaxing.Only then did the frustrated man raise his eyelids, put his hands on his hands reluctantly and got up.

Although the movement of falling to the ground was only for a moment, Ling Xuan really felt the terror of Liang Gong's skill.

The feeling of knowing that you may be beaten and disabled but unable to avoid it does not apply to the arena, but more like a specially trained fighting technique.

Wu Ze, who had been sitting beside him for a long time, got up leisurely, and said: "According to the practice of the martial arts school, by default, you can enter the group of the examiner who passes the test. If you really can't accept it, you can also come to me."

Ling Xuan still remembered Liang Gong's evaluation of Mr. Wu as a "thug in a suit", so he decisively chose to pretend to be dead and politely refuse.

Wu Ze smiled knowingly, delivered a leaflet, and said in a formulaic way: "Welcome to the Annihilation Exchange Hall."

"Is it true that you won't be beaten because of this name?" Ling Xuan looked down at the two bold characters on the title, annihilating.

Wu Ze recalled the video call just now, and raised his eyebrows slightly, "Who knows, the person who took the name was opening up wasteland in Africa." Then he changed the subject and explained the matter.

"I'll be off work soon, go downstairs and ask the front desk to quickly enter your information. Members of the exchange hall don't have any extra events except for a special activity area. If you have time, you can occasionally guide the students."

While listening, Ling Xuan rubbed his still sore back with his backhand, and asked a question that suddenly occurred to him: "Then how can a member become an examiner?"

Oh, the ideal is not small.

"Annihilating the incumbent can change the dynasty."

Wu Ze looked sideways at Liang Zhao, and deliberately cleared his throat to tell him.Seeing that there was no response from the person after speaking, he lowered his head and quickly typed text on the computer.Following the martial arts system, post the assessment video and information just now on the internal forum for publicity.

Half a minute after the post was sent, the comment area has already posted replies from the students who eat melons.

[Is the assessment machine superior? ! ]

A stone stirred up a thousand waves.

On the weekend after the forum post appeared, the number of people in the club increased significantly.Whether it is a student or a member who has passed the assessment, they all want to see what the first outstanding person who passed under Liang Zhao this year looks like.

No matter where Ling Xuan appeared in the exchange hall, he couldn't escape the following eyes, and finally hid in Liang Zhao's special examiner's lounge.

"What kind of monster is your usual assessment? I feel that I have been looked at differently all day long."

"Care about what other people think?" Liang Zhao lay barefoot on the bay window, with one hand under his head, looking down aimlessly from a ten-story building.

The pure sunlight in the afternoon shone on his embroidered martial arts uniform and half of his collarbone, shining dazzlingly.

A cool autumn wind blew from the window, Liang Zhao closed his eyes and felt the coolness blowing on his body, and said in a calm tone: "I have given many assessment passes, but many people have never seen them. It is not unusual after a long time. gone."

The person by the window showed a clean V-shaped bone line from the neckline, which fascinated Ling Xuan, and he was silent for a few seconds before answering: "Anyway, I can't go out now, and you are [-]% responsible for this matter."

"Then I'll give you two suggestions. Tomorrow there will be an anniversary outdoor event that young people like, you can go down and find the manager of the martial arts hall to sign up."

Ling Xuan raised his eyebrows disinterestedly when he heard the words, "What about the second one?

Liang Zhao got rid of the only little bit of laziness, sat up from the bay window, grabbed his coat and put it on his body, and said, "Or go upstairs with me for a stroll."

"What are you doing upstairs?" Although Ling Xuan was puzzled, he still followed honestly.

"I will take full responsibility for you."

The top floor of the club is a specially set semi-professional communication area, which is only open to internal members.When the two got off the elevator one after another, they caused a small commotion in the venue.

"The examiner seems to be very leisurely."

"The one in the back looks a bit unfamiliar."

"It's rare to meet, don't you come to have a discussion?"

Several male boxers with excellent physical fitness gathered in front of the actual combat stage in the outer hall. When they saw the people coming, they stopped what they were doing and came forward to say hello, and one of them directly sent out an invitation to fight.

Liang Zhao stopped, raised his right hand and shook it, "Next time, my arm is not very good."

"No way." The young man failed in the afternoon, and his teeth let out a thin sneer, and his tone became more and more loose: "It's been a long time since we saw you on occasions other than the assessment. The living sign of annihilation, now only Can you handle junior students?"

"This level of aggressiveness is useless to me, so I don't want to fight." Liang Zhao raised his arms and stretched his back, and then sat down on the bench indifferently.

Seeing that there was no excitement to watch, the enthusiasm of the boxers was extinguished a bit. "Then what are you doing upstairs?"

"Take a new member for a stroll." Liang Zhao raised his chin towards Ling Xuan who was beside him, directing his gaze intentionally or unintentionally.

Everyone looked at the new face, and the first thing they guessed was today's hot news, "This year's No.1 in the forum?"

It wasn't until now that Ling Xuan figured out Liang Zhao's intention of taking him upstairs, which was simply to lead people to smash the field.In a fighting club that relies entirely on strength, perhaps a fight is the fastest way to integrate into the group.

With just one eye contact, Ling Xuan felt that he was put into a cover by the examiner beside him.Turning to the challenger just now, he clenched his fist and coughed lightly: "If you don't mind, I can fight for him."

There is a high probability that he felt that he was being perfunctory. This member didn't even bother to give an agreed answer, and moved his arm with a sarcastic look, showing all the exaggerated muscles on his arm.

"Come."

The onlookers consciously gave way to the way to the boxing ring, waiting for the upcoming show with their own minds.Liang Zhao didn't express a clear opinion throughout the whole process, but just said "be careful" to Ling Xuan, who was obviously several levels thinner.

Ling Xuan took advantage of the time when he was wrapping his wrist bandages, and squinted at his opponent who was about to compete on the same stage.Leaving aside the mocking of Liang Gong just now, just these pair of eyes that are looking at others makes him unhappy.

Members who watched the excitement blocked the direction of the boxing ring tightly. Liang Zhao, who was sitting by himself, did not pay attention to the situation on the field deliberately, and only vaguely saw a series of chaotic shadows through the gaps.

That was the move he used in the examination of Ling Xuan.

The whole set of movements has only been learned to five or six points of the essence, but it also works.Even when the members in the front row came back to their senses, they only found that the original provocateur had fallen by the rope.It was almost an instant KO, and the win was decent and without suspense.

The complete victory came so easily that Ling Xuan couldn't help doubting: If Liang Gong played in person, would this person survive ten seconds?

"That's it?" After the end, the young new member couldn't help but put his ear to Liang Zhao's side, and lowered his voice to joke: "Did you just tell me to be careful not to break him?"

"You've earned a bargain and acted like a good boy." Liang Zhao just tilted his head and didn't respond positively, but the subtle curve of his lips was really pretty.

After the discussion was over, the gathered members spread out their knowledge.A girl's laughter sounded in the gradually quiet environment, soft and slow, as gentle as the sound of a spring.

Ling Xuan and Liang Zhao turned their heads at the same time, and saw a little girl in her early 20s crouching on the bar a few steps away, who seemed to be listening to them.

She was wearing a black and white gym suit, her two slender legs were exposed to the air, she leaned on her cheek with one hand, and the white hood on the top was casually buttoned on top of her head.

Equivalent to the graceful figure is a burning and stunning face of mixed blood.

The thin and non-aggressive girl looked at Ling Xuan, straightened her waist naturally, and asked with a smile: "The scene just now was very good, can you try it with me?"

Sure enough, it was a martial arts occasion.Ling Xuan was about to respond, but Liang Zhao grabbed his wrist, and the other party shook his head expressionlessly at him.

The small gesture of eye contact between the two was discovered, and the young girl said helplessly: "Huh? I'm not asking you out, don't be annoying."

The expression of the person who was choked up did not change, and he replied neatly: "In my group."

"So protective?" The girl smiled and didn't insist anymore, but there was something intriguing on the edge of her beautiful eyebrows.

Liang Zhao didn't answer, and changed the subject naturally: "If you have nothing to do, go to Wu Ze. There are still many things to be finalized for tomorrow's anniversary celebration, so you can help."

"No." The girl retreated tactically when she heard the sound, and went into the crowd to find another opponent, leaving only Dao Qingli's silhouette behind.

Listening to the conversation between the two, Ling Xuan grasped the key point, "Will Liang Gong participate in tomorrow's event?"

"Yes." Mentioning this, Liang Zhao felt quite a headache.

There are not many people who can work in the martial arts gym, and Wu Ze has been inseparable from planning a lot of things outside. If he doesn't participate in outdoor activities, there will be no one to lead the team.

"Then I'll sign up too. Anyway, there's nothing to do on Sunday." Ling Xuan didn't hide his interest in anything involving Liang Gong.

"Well, just report your name to the front desk later." Liang Zhao put on his clothes again, stood up and said, "It's too noisy, let's go down first."

Before Ling Xuan could answer, a commotion erupted in the crowd behind him.

Following the sound, she saw the little girl standing alone in the middle of the high platform, and in front of her, the burly opponent who had just played for less than 2 minutes was kneeling and panting in the corner with blood on his mouth.

"..."

"Don't look, that's Cen Ning, annihilating one of the four chief examiners." Liang Zhao didn't turn his head, and pulled back Ling Xuan who was still surprised, "You will do the same under her."

Ling Xuan snorted, caught up with him two steps and went downstairs with him, leaning on his shoulders and asked: "So why did you stop me just now? Afraid that I might get hurt, or don't you want to be ashamed?"

Liang Zhao crossed his arms and walked all the way down, staring sideways for a moment, "If you know it, ask."