System: The Cultivation Expert In The Campus

The martial arts club was a martial arts club. Although it was in the suburbs of Ping'an County, having such an ancient building and occupying such a large area, this martial arts club obviously had some power.    

    

As he walked, he could vaguely see people wearing white martial arts uniforms boxing on the other side of the corridor. This was the first time Fann Binn had seen someone practice boxing in real life, so he was very excited.    

    

After passing through the corridor, he quickly found a girl with a ponytail sleeping on the table in the morning. Fann Binn looked around and saw that there was no one around, so he knocked on the table. He carefully asked, "Miss, I would like to register for boxing. May I know where the registration is?"    

    

"En..." The girl was obviously not awake. She waved her hand impatiently. She gestured for him to not disturb her. Fann Binn smiled helplessly. Just as he was about to continue walking forward, the girl suddenly raised her head and looked at Fann Binn in disbelief. Zhang Xuan! It's over! He opened his mouth and said, "You... What did you say? You want to register?"    

    

"Yeah, that's right. I want to sign up and learn martial arts." Fann Binn did not understand why this girl would look at him like she was looking at a monster, but then again... This girl was not bad looking. She had an oval face. Her skin was fair, and she was wearing a white martial arts outfit. Not only did she look valiant and heroic, but she also gave people a sense of youthful vigor.    

    

"Ah, you found the right sir. This is the dojo registration area." The girl excitedly grabbed Fann Binn's hand and brought him to the table. She looked very happy with a smile on her face.    

    

"Uh... This is the registration office?" Fann Binn looked around in confusion. Why was the registration area so deserted?    

    

"What's the name of Sir? What martial arts do you want to learn? Ah, actually, our dojo charges very low... As long as you choose this place, it will definitely be worth it, I bet... You will definitely love this dojo " The girl's words were like an endless river, she directly stretched out her hand and smiled again. “ Thank you. One semester charge fifteen thousand, one year charge three thousand. Thursday class, two days off. Of course, if you want to participate in the summer class, we also have the tuition fee of 2,000 yuan per summer vacation. Of course, the class time is much more concentrated."    

    

"Oh, the price is alright, but..." Fann Binn was also a smart person. He looked at the extremely cold registration counter and started to doubt whether the strength of this dojo was as good as what the girl had said.    

    

"Oh, sir, don't hesitate. This place is really good." The girl saw that Fann Binn was hesitating and quickly held his hand again. She looked at him seriously.    

    

"But... why is your dojo registration so quiet? Is it because the masters here are not good enough?" Fann Binn was indeed a bit worried. If he were to find a half-hearted dojo, not only would it be a waste of his money, it would also be a waste of his time.    

    

"What did you say?" When the girl heard Fann Binn say that, she immediately put her hands on her hips and angrily said. “ How could my dad be so weak? He was the 17th generation true descendant of the Form and Meaning Fist! Let me tell you, my father's martial arts is not the best in the world. He would definitely be ranked in the top ten! Last year, he was ranked fourth in the entire country's martial arts. If it wasn't for the fact that he was too old, that's why..."    

    

"Too old?" Fann Binn looked at the girl in front of him from head to toe and said with some amusement," I say, young lady, you are at most seventeen or eighteen years old. Your father is only forty or fifty years old. You should be in the prime of your life. "    

    

The girl blushed at Fann Binn's question and said, "What nonsense are you talking about? My father... My father is almost sixty seven years old..."    

    

"Huh?" Fann Binn was really shocked. His father was sixty-seven years old. His daughter was only seventeen or eighteen years old. What kind of concept was this? That was to say, when his father gave birth to her, she was already 50 years old? My goodness, let's not talk about this dojo master's martial arts, okay? To be able to give birth at least at the age of 50, this perseverance... must first be admired.    

    

"What's wrong? Is it strange? Hmph, hey, do you want to sign up or not?" The girl was obviously getting impatient. She knocked on the table and said, "My dad's martial arts are very good. It's just that these young people don't have good taste. Do you want to learn it or not? "    

    

"I..." Fann Binn was really hesitant. His master, who was almost seventy years old...    

    

"Nian'er, is someone here to register for martial arts?" Just as Fann Binn was hesitating, he saw a person wearing a dark blue gown. He turned two shiny health balls around, and an old man with white hair walked over from the other end of the corridor. After looking at Fann Binn for a while, he asked the girl beside him.    

    

"Yes, dad, this is the first one in half a month..." The girl said to her father in a low voice, "Only one, don't mess it up again!"    

    

The old man nodded, but looked at Fann Binn again and again. At the same time, Fann Binn also sized up this strong man who was in his forties and had a daughter. He was the master of this dojo. The two of them looked at each other, and the old man's eyes suddenly lit up. He waved his hand and said, "Young man, stand up and let me see."    

    

When she heard her father's voice, the girl's expression seemed to have changed. She said angrily, "Dad, look, you're here again!"    

    

Fann Binn was confused and did not know what the two of them were doing. Since the old man wanted him to stand up, he also stood up politely. The old man looked up and down a few times. He reached out and touched a few joints and acupuncture points on Fann Binn's body. It seemed that he was quite experienced.    

    

The girl's expression became worse and worse as she muttered discontentedly, "Sigh, another customer is about to be driven away by anger... What the heck, dad doesn't know how to change his weird temper. Who is born to practice martial arts and recruit martial artists? You're not a spouse finding disciple, do you need to be so serious..."    

    

After listening to the girl's nagging, Fann Binn finally understood what was going on. It seemed that this old man was touching and knocking on his body to see if he had the potential and talent to practice martial arts. The reason why there were so few people here was not that lively. It must be because this old man was direct towards those who did not have good talent. In the end, those who wanted to sign up left in anger.    

    

Understanding these things, Fann Binn was somewhat curious. He did not know what kind of evaluation this old man would give him after seeing him.    

    

After the old man carefully observed and pinched a dozen or so body parts, he finally stopped his next move and nodded. " His bone structure was still considered sloppy, but unfortunately, he was a little old. He doesn't have any martial arts experience, so he probably needs to show some results. It'll take at least 15 years of martial arts. "    

    

Fann Binn widened his eyes. He could not believe that the old man would say such words. What kind of joke was this? He would only get results after fifteen years? Then what martial arts did he need to learn? Now Fann Binn finally understood why no one was willing to come here to sign up. He had met such a master. Even if he was full of confidence, he would still be defeated! He could still be considered to have a good bone structure. If his bone structure was not good enough, then... Wouldn't that mean that he would need to practice for around 20 years?    

    

This Dojo Master's temper is really a bit strange. Other people open martial arts dojos and don't reject them, but he is doing his best to chase away his disciples. This world is really big, there is nothing strange about it.    

    

Looking at the ashen faced Fann Binn, the girl seemed to give up and sat back down on the chair. She powerlessly lowered her head and kept shaking her head. She already knew that if these words came out of her mouth, no matter how good a person's temper was, they would not choose to learn martial arts here...    

    

"However... if you are willing to work hard with your talent, I am confident that I will be able to produce results for you within five years." At this time, the old man frowned slightly and opened his mouth to say something.    

    

Fann Binn smiled bitterly and said, "Old master, what do you mean by results? Can you fight ten people?"    

    

"No, no, a result. Of course, you have to be in the top three in the martial arts competition." The moment the old man said that, Fann Binn was shocked. So it turned out that the result that this old man mentioned was not to barely learn kung fu, but to become a martial arts expert?    

    

With that said, Fann Binn had some confidence. He also knew that martial arts was a skill that could not be rushed. It relied on diligence and talent. He was already very satisfied with becoming a master in five years.    

    

"Hey kid, this is my evaluation of you. I can only promise you for five years at the earliest. If you think it's too long, then go out and turn right. You can go to that foreign dojo or Taekwondo karate. Your moves are handsome and fast, you can try there " The old man stood there with his hands behind his back. When he spoke, he didn't show any respect at all. Instead, his eyes revealed a sense of disdain and aloofness.    

    

"Dad! Why are you always like this? Your business has been snatched away by others." The girl finally could not help but complain.    

    

"What do you know? I want a disciple who truly loves martial arts. Not those useless people who like to show off their legs and only know how to put on a show! I have lived for so long, my principles have never changed! Only those who can truly calm down and learn can truly be qualified to become my Xingyi Sect's disciples!" When the old man said this, his heroic spirit soared to the sky. His imposing manner was that of someone else, but his head of white hair had already betrayed his age...    

    

"Cough, that... Dojo Master, can I sign up now?" Fann Binn could not bear to interrupt the old man's confidence. He pointed at the registration form on the table and smiled. “ That... I think I can accept five years. "    

    

The old man's eyes lit up. He nodded in satisfaction and turned around to leave." Nian'er, register. Collect money and bring his martial arts clothes to the training ground. "    

    

The girl called Nian'er immediately nodded her head repeatedly with shining eyes. For some reason, Fann Binn seemed to have become a fool in her eyes.    

    

Sigh, a fool is a fool. Who asked Fann Binn to hate K People and the Nihon people? When it comes to martial arts, our country is the one that is truly broad and profound!    

    

Fann Binn thought about it and decided to pay for the summer class. He took a white kungfu suit and walked towards the dojo with the girl named Nian'er.    

    

On the way, the happy girl was swinging her ponytail with a strong smile in her eyes. She naturally cared a lot about Fann Binn's rare junior brother. It was only at this moment that Fann Binn found out that her name was Tang Nian'er. She was the second senior sister of this martial arts club, and her father had a daughter. She could be considered the senior sister, but she had to go to work, so she only stayed at the martial arts club at night.    

    

When the two of them walked happily into the training ground, Fann Binn didn't know whether to laugh or cry and looked at them in a daze. In front of him, in the training ground, other than the head of the dojo who was standing there, he's his future master, and the rest of the guys are kids?    

    

At this moment, he finally understood why he could feel the imposing aura of the dojo through the short wall of the corridor. It made his blood boil. It turned out that the mighty shouts and cries from the martial arts training field were all made by the four loudspeakers in the training field. And through the gap, he saw that the disciples who practiced martial arts in white were actually a group of little kids!    

    

Floating clouds, so everything was floating clouds...