Martial Arts and Longevity: Starting from the Spiritual Beast Picture

Chapter 26 Assessment
Entering the gate is a yard the size of a school yard, where more than a dozen strong men are exercising, some are lifting stone locks, some are beating wooden figures to practice boxing, some are jumping and jumping on plum blossom piles...

After the young man yelled, a yellow-faced young man walked out of it. When he saw Zhao Lin, he said "Huh", "I seem to have seen you before."

"I used to be Lifu, and I delivered goods here."

Zhao Lin also recognized the other party, it was the yellow-faced young man who delivered the goods to him a month ago.

"Oh, I remember."

The yellow-faced youth smiled, and said in surprise, "Are you here to learn martial arts this time?"

Zhao Lin nodded and said, "Exactly."

The yellow-faced young man put away his smile, and said seriously: "Our Liuhemen accepts disciples strictly, and you can't come in just by paying money. You must have heard of it."

"I'll ask you a few questions first, be sure to answer them truthfully, and we will investigate them specifically."

"Okay." Zhao Lin responded.

"What's your name, have you studied martial arts before?" the yellow-faced youth asked.

"I'm Zhao Lin, I haven't studied martial arts before." Zhao Lin replied.

"how old?"

"16 is old."

"Have your parents and family members ever joined gangs or committed crimes?"

Zhao Lin was stunned for a moment, wondering if this is a political trial?He replied: "None, the ancestors have been farming for generations, and they all abide by the law."

The yellow-faced young man glanced at him unexpectedly, "Apprentices pay two taels a month for a full three months, can you afford it?"

"Six taels of silver, I'm ready."

Zhao Lin stretched out his hand into his arms as he spoke.

The yellow-faced youth hurriedly stopped him: "Don't take the money for now, we'll talk about it after passing the assessment."

He said to the young man who opened the door just now: "Go and find the senior brother, and ask him to preside over the entrance examination."

The young man responded and ran to the back hall.

After a while, a burly man of about 30 years old walked into the yard.

The big man was born with a leopard head and round eyes, a swallow jaw and a beard, and there was a mighty air in his gestures.

"Big Brother."

The yellow-faced young man cupped his hands in salute, pointed at Zhao Lin and said, "This one wants to enter our Liuhemen, please ask senior brother to help with the assessment."

"it is good!"

Eldest brother walked up to Zhao Lin, looked him up and down for a while, nodded and said, "Well, he has a good frame and is not very young. I think he can grow taller in the future."

As he spoke, he suddenly slapped Zhao Lin on the shoulder, and Zhao Lin felt a hot current rush into his body, circled around his chest and abdomen, and disappeared without a trace in an instant.

"I haven't practiced martial arts, but my bones are not bad, so I am qualified for the assessment."

good?

Hearing the elder brother's words, Zhao Lin was stunned for a moment, thinking that my body has been transformed by the spirits of the old scalper and Xiong Wei, is it just okay?
But after thinking about it, my predecessor was not full of snacks and clothing, and owed too much. He must not be as good as a person who has a rich life and grew up eating a lot of fish and meat.

It's been less than a month since I absorbed the spirit, so it's impossible to become a genius in one fell swoop.

Thinking of this, Zhao Lin really paid attention to this assessment.

I only heard the elder brother continue to say: "The assessment is divided into three items, which test your balance, strength, and agility respectively. Let me explain the assessment rules first, so you have an idea in advance."

"According to performance, the assessment is divided into the upper third, the middle third, and the lower third, a total of nine grades. If you want to pass the assessment, you must not be lower than the third grade on average. Do you understand?"

"Understood!"

Hearing the item of strength, Zhao Lin felt a little relieved, but he was not sure how he would perform in the other two items.

"Okay, then test your balance first."

The eldest brother walked to the plum blossom pile and jumped up lightly.

He stepped on the stake with one foot, lifted the other foot, kept his thigh parallel to the ground, and his body was nailed to it, motionless.

"Stand like me, as long as possible, you have three chances."

After speaking, he jumped off the plum blossom pile and motioned Zhao Lin to go up.

The men who were practicing Qigong gathered around, watched quietly from the sidelines, and did not speak very tactfully.

Are you doing yoga?

Zhao Lin saw that the wooden stake was about three feet high from the ground, and its surface was only the size of the bottom of a bowl. Standing on one leg in such a small place requires a high balance and coordination ability of the body.

He silently adjusted his breathing, calmed down his feelings, aimed at the two wooden stakes, jumped up and stepped on them respectively, then shifted his weight to one leg, and lifted the other leg up like the elder brother did just now...

thump!
After a while, Zhao Lin fell from the stake.

"There are two more chances." Eldest brother reminded.

"Come on, I will do it!"

Zhao Lin cheered himself up in his heart, stabilized his mind, and jumped onto the stake again.

This time I persisted for a long time, and fell off the stake after about ten seconds.

Zhao Lin's eyes scanned the faces of the onlookers. Although they didn't speak, judging from their expressions, their grades were not satisfactory.

The third time I persisted for half a minute.

After landing, Zhao Lin looked at the big brother.

The elder brother said in a deep voice: "Upper middle class, fourth class!"

The second item is to test strength.

The test equipment is very simple: a wide-mouthed stone urn as thick as a bucket, and seven or eight large and small stone locks.

The elder brother pointed to the stone urn and said: "The stone urn weighs one hundred catties, and the stone locks weigh twenty, fifty and one hundred catties."

"If you think it's heavy enough to lift, put the stone lock into the stone urn and lift it up."

Zhao Lin looked at the stone lock on the ground and asked, "How can I get the first prize in heavy lifting?"

The elder brother smiled, "One hundred catties is the ninth class, and every twenty catties adds one class, how much do you want to lift for the first class?"

Zhao Lin said without hesitation: "260 catties."

The elder brother nodded, "That's right. But you are young, so the standard can be lowered a bit, let's drop twenty catties."

"Thank you, big brother, but let's follow the original standard."

Zhao Lin walked over, grabbed the largest stone lock weighing one hundred catties and put it into the stone urn, and then put another stone lock of the same weight.

At first he was hesitant to hide his clumsiness, but now he thinks it is unnecessary.

The first item was only graded fourth, and the third item of agility assessment did not know how well he could perform. He had to get the highest score in the strength assessment, otherwise he would not even pass the assessment.

"Three hundred catties! How dare he!"

"Be brave, I haven't seen anyone who can lift 260 catties in the assessment."

The crowd of onlookers discussed in low voices.

Someone also kindly reminded Zhao Lin: "Little brother, the bottom of this stone urn is very slippery. It doesn't matter if you can't lift it up. If you strain your arm, you can't lift it even if you want to lift it lightly."

The yellow-faced youth also said: "You can start from the light and increase slowly."

"I'll try it first!"

Zhao Lin smiled, leaned over and hugged the stone urn, raised his hands up, and "suddenly" raised it above his head.

"This... really lifted!"

"It doesn't look strong, why is it so strong!"

Everyone's eyes were straightened, and there were sighs all over the place.

"Okay! It's a piece of material for martial arts training." The big brother blurted out praise.

The yellow-faced youth clapped his hands and said, "Based on the performance in this round, even if you fail the agility test, you can still be admitted, right senior brother?"

Brother Dashi considered it carefully: "Don't talk too much, let him take the next test seriously. Strength is only one aspect, and you must not generalize."

Zhao Lin put down the stone urn, and deliberately wiped his sweatless forehead, looking very tired.

The performance just now was too good, you might as well keep a low profile and slowly show your strength after entering the door.

(End of this chapter)