Chapter 4, Seven Strikes

Between the 20th and 40th positions, another qualified candidate has emerged, which can already be considered an upset. This individual had originally lost hope in themselves, but unexpectedly performed exceptionally well under pressure. They are now overjoyed, and if it were not for the circumstances, they would likely be unable to contain their excitement and would be dancing with joy.

Even Weng Xiaolin's face revealed a hint of surprise

The unknown man dressed in a white martial arts uniform slowly approached

The result, unexpectedly, was that he actually fired six shots

I must perform even better so that I can gain the attention of the curator, thereby obtaining better resources and a higher status

Within the Xiaolin Martial Arts School, the color of the martial arts uniform signifies the identity of the disciple

The tiger hunts for food

Black is an inner disciple

Finally, among the top twenty disciples who completed the competition, only about twelve were able to achieve three strikes

After the fortieth, there were no more registered disciples who could qualify and pass the assessment

Master, are you trying to ... ...

He suddenly let out a loud roar, mustering his last bit of strength

In the spacious hall in front of the courtyard, many outer disciples dressed in gray martial arts uniforms quickly emerged, carrying a deep red grand master's chair and a tea table to the center of the hall. Two young maidens, resembling delicate girls, walked out from the inner room and began to brew tea

But no one pays attention to them, and the martial arts school will not give them another chance

Under the gaze of the crowd, Zhou Zesheng took a deep breath, calming his tense emotions. He stepped forward to the front of the stage with a sudden movement, his expression serious, his back straight. He clasped his hands in front of him towards the position of the curator, slightly bowing in greeting, and said loudly

Very well, let's see how many shots he can make today

The term "white" refers to the so-called closed-door disciples, who are the true inheritors, possessing the qualifications to inherit the legacy of the martial arts school

This person's physique is somewhat exaggeratedly strong, standing at least over 2 meters tall. In an era where the average height is around 1.7 meters, he appears almost like a giant. The loose-fitting white martial arts uniform is stretched tightly by his granite-like muscles. A cross-shaped, hideous scar nearly covers his entire left face, giving him an incredibly fierce demeanor

After Zhou Ze bowed to Weng Xiaolin, he turned around and cupped his hands in front of the many named disciples who were lined up, assuming the initial stance.

Disciple Zhou Ze, I kindly ask the esteemed host and all senior brothers for your guidance

Weng Xiaolin nodded

Zhao Xuanqi's ranking on hetushu.com is 53rd. The female disciple who ranked ahead of him returned with a grim expression after her defeat, and it was finally his turn to take the stage for the demonstration.

Continuous Six Forms, Six Consecutive Sounds

Gray is an outer disciple

Zhou Ze's voice was full of energy, resonating throughout the courtyard

His eyes suddenly widened, and with all his strength, he began to demonstrate his martial skills

It is said that this innkeeper is now sixty-five years old, yet he still appears to be in his prime. Rumor has it that he can consume a dou of food daily and is as strong as an ox

Nevertheless, he persisted in exercising his body, completed the last two movements, cupped his hands in the direction of the venue owner, and then turned to walk towards his designated position

Bai Yi Zhen Chuan said to Weng Xiaolin

Everyone's face showed a hint of surprise. Although they knew that Zhou Ze had been able to perform the three consecutive strikes three months ago, the Tiger Form Nine Techniques, with each subsequent move, became increasingly difficult to master. Everyone's estimation of Zhou Ze was originally around five strikes.

The person in the white robe asked in astonishment

Not bad

Take another look; if you wish to become my true disciple, this level of skill is insufficient. The martial arts competition among the three halls is approaching. If he can achieve a good ranking, I might consider it.

No matter when it is, there are always some people who are joyful and others who are sorrowful in this world

At this moment, scenes from https://mhetushucomcom flashed before his eyes

The fierce tiger asks for directions

The fierce tiger emerges from its den

Having finished speaking, the true disciple of the martial arts school slowly turned around and returned to the side of Weng Xiaolin

Having practiced martial arts for six months and being able to reach this level is truly remarkable; it indeed demonstrates considerable talent

Furious Tiger Through the Forest

The tiger presents its claws

However, this seems to have reached the limit of his physical endurance, as his chest heaved and he began to breathe heavily

Seven sounds

A strong desire and longing, in an instant, seemed to inject into his body like a stimulant

Weng Xiaolin walked over and sat down in the armchair, took a sip of the tea brewed by the maid, and glanced at the named disciples standing straight with tense expressions. He casually waved his hand.

Subsequently, amidst the company of three senior disciples clad in black martial arts uniforms and an unknown senior disciple dressed in white, a burly middle-aged man slowly emerged from the inner room

Weng Xiaolin said淡淡的说道

"Half a year of seven sounds, indeed a remarkable qualification. Conduct a thorough investigation into his identity and background. If there are no issues, he may be allowed to enter the inner circle directly and receive focused training to observe his subsequent development."

Yes, Master. This child is named Zhou Ze. He comes from a poor family, but his innate talent and understanding are exceptional. Even without any medicinal supplements, he is able to surpass other wealthy children, which is sufficient to prove his qualifications

And now, I have become a distinguished guest at the Drunken Immortal Pavilion, where the wealthy heirs and upper-class individuals who once looked down on me now call me their brother; the wealthy young ladies who could only appear in my dreams are now intimately close to me every day

Weng Xiaolin spoke to the white-clad true disciple beside him

His eyes were slightly closed, his energy concentrated in the lower abdomen, as he made every effort to adjust his state.

However, Zhou Ze did not wish to end it this way

Roar

Next, the martial arts academy assessment continues, with the registered disciples taking turns to demonstrate their skills on stage

The evil tiger cuts its tail

Along the way, I noticed the awe and surprise in the gazes of the crowd, as well as the hint of admiration and adoration in my little girlfriend Xia Qing's eyes, which felt as refreshing as a sweet rain, even alleviating my fatigue somewhat

Seventh Style! Black Tiger Turns Back!

At most, there are five sounds, and even the fifth sound is quite faint, barely audible, to the extent that it could be considered as just four sounds.

Brownish-yellow, is a named disciple

He was clad in a long black robe with golden threads, sporting a full beard, his face rugged, and his hair slightly curled. As he walked, he moved with the grace of a dragon and the power of a tiger, exuding a magnificent presence, akin to a fierce tiger in the world

In the next moment, all the named disciples turned their attention to the person at the front of the line

After the seven strikes, Zhou Ze's complexion turned somewhat pale, his body was covered in fine beads of sweat, he felt a bit weak, and his muscles were somewhat strained

Seated in the grand master's chair, Weng Xiaolin's gaze swept over Zhou Ze, and he nodded slightly, asking the white-clad true disciple beside him: "Is this the one with the best performance among this cohort of named disciples?"

Zhou Ze's girlfriend, Xia Qing, performed consistently, achieving three strikes and successfully passing the test

In the past, I lived in a dilapidated earthen house, with both parents working as laborers. The best food during the New Year was the leftover dishes brought home by my elder sister, who worked as a dishwasher at the Drunken Immortal Restaurant. The thing I envied the most was that other children had new clothes to wear

It is Zhou Ze, who has a very robust and strong physique

This person is none other than Weng Xiaolin, the master of the Xiaolin Martial Arts School

He wishes to possess all of this forever

Some individuals possess the capability to achieve a perfect score of 3, yet due to anxiety during the event, they perform poorly and only manage to score 2. Their expressions are quite grim as they stand in place, unable to contain their emotions, quietly weeping and sobbing.

The Master in white stood before the registered disciples, and the sense of pressure was palpable, almost suffocating. He slowly began to speak, his voice resonating like a great bell: "The promotion assessment for the registered disciples of the Xiaolin Martial Arts School now begins! Next, in accordance with the order of the lineup, from front to back, each will sequentially demonstrate the Nine Forms of the Tiger! Those who achieve three resonances will pass!"