Chapter 14: Martial Arts Training
Qinlong Martial Arts School.

What surprised Qi Sui was that this most famous super martial arts school in Qinhai City was actually located in a dilapidated and backward old city area.

From the outside, the martial arts hall looks quite standard, five stories high and covers a very large area of ​​over a thousand square meters.

"Hello, please show me your membership card!"

A security guard stopped Qi Sui at the door.

"Well, I was introduced by Uncle Chen Fei from Kang's Medical Clinic. I heard that you have a part-time job here, so I wanted to give it a try."

Qi Sui subconsciously took a half step back and kept a safe distance from the man.

"I understand, come with me!"

The security guard picked up the pager and said a few words, then took Qi Sui inside.

As I stepped into the hall, the temperature inside was a bit surprising. The breath I exhaled turned into a light mist. It was not as warm as other shops, but only a few degrees warmer than the cold spring outside.

"Brother Ma, this guy was introduced by Chen Fei. Take him to try it out." The security guard shouted to a young man standing in the middle of the hall.

"Okay, got it, go get busy first!"

The young man was in a suit and had a shiny slicked-back hair. He took a few deep puffs, then put out the remaining cigarette butt. He walked straight to Qi Sui, and without waiting for him to ask anything, he started pinching his arms, shoulders and other parts of his body.

"He is a little thin, but he has a good sense of strength. He must have a foundation of cultivation."

The young man made a few casual comments, then looked Qi Sui up and down and said, "Hey, you're a student from No. 1 Middle School, do you know what the part-time job Chen Fei mentioned is?"

"do not know?"

Qi Sui shook his head honestly.

"Come with me first and test your basic data."

Led by the young man, the two walked into the hall. When passing by a pillar, Qi Sui's eyes were attracted by a piece of paper.

"what is this?"

The title of the paper was in four large black characters: "Missing Person Notice".

The photo showed a burly middle-aged man with bulging temples and piercing tiger eyes. He looked like he had a strong cultivation base.

"This is a temporary worker that our martial arts school hired before. He has gone missing."

The young man sneered, tore off the paper, crumpled it up and threw it into the trash can, saying, "He disappeared after having a barbecue with his friends after get off work. This family is so desperate for money that they actually want to put the blame on our martial arts school."

Seeing the other party's unhappy tone, Qi Sui didn't ask any more questions. He followed him through a long corridor and turned into the innermost room.

The room is filled with all kinds of training equipment.

Dumbbells, barbells, gantry, wooden stakes, weapon table...

Many people were training enthusiastically, and the intrusion of the two did not attract any attention.

"Come this way."

The young man walked to a testing machine and gestured to Qi Sui, "Hit it with all your strength and test your limb strength."

"it is good!"

Qi Sui has loved reading information on martial arts since he was a child, and is no stranger to this kind of testing machine.

He did a few simple warm-up exercises, then took a deep breath, stared at the strength tester, twisted his body to the side and back to accumulate strength, then used the strength of his waist and hips to drive the force of his shoulders and elbows, and swung his right fist like lightning.

The power of 13 points is fully unleashed.

"Boom!"

"Your right fist has a punch force of 796 pounds!"

796?
Qi Sui pursed his lips.

He did not use the "Mountain Moving Breathing Technique" when he punched, otherwise the power of his punch should have been several hundred higher.

Looking at this number, the young man standing beside him frowned slightly, "796 pounds of punching power, but he still can't get promoted!"

The Xia Kingdom evaluates the strength of martial arts students based on their "dans", from the very beginning, no dan at all, to the strongest, the tenth dan.

There is a big difference in strength between each section.

Due to the constraints of physical talent, becoming a professional martial artist is an insurmountable gap for 99% of martial arts students.

Because the most basic standard for "1st Dan" assessment is that one must be able to punch with a force of 1000 pounds.

Being able to and being unable to represent completely different social statuses. Only martial arts students who can become a martial artist will be respected as martial artists. As for those martial arts students who cannot become a martial artist, they are not much stronger than ordinary people and can be regarded as martial arts enthusiasts at most.

"But considering your age, this result ranks in the upper middle among the martial arts students in Qinhai City High School." The young man's frown slowly relaxed and he commented: "Also, your force-generating movements are not particularly standard. If you undergo a period of professional training, you should be able to reach a score of around 850 pounds."

Boxing strength accounts for about 10% of the martial arts students' college entrance examination scores.

500 pounds is the dividing line between technical college martial arts schools and undergraduate martial arts schools.

800 pounds is the dividing line between a second-tier martial arts school and a first-tier martial arts school.

Being able to graduate from a martial arts school means that a martial arts student can have a good future.

"Boom!"

"Boom!"

"Your left fist has a punch force of 753 pounds!"

"Your right leg kick has a force of 902 pounds!"

"Your left kick has a force of 888 pounds!"

"Okay, the average level of comprehensive strength has reached over 800 pounds, which meets the part-time standard of our martial arts school."

"My name is Zhao Yihao, and I'm the manager of the martial arts school. You can call me Brother Zhao from now on. Come with me, and I'll show you where I work."

The young man led the way and took Qi Sui to the second floor of the martial arts hall.

Unlike the separated spaces on the first floor, the second floor is a large open space.

There are thirty arenas.

"drink!"

"Come again!"

"Boom boom boom!"

“Exert your strength, exert your strength!”

"..."

Figures flashed on the ring, and the sounds of various shouting, fist collisions, and fighting reached the ears. A faint smell of sweat floated in the air.

"Brother Zhao, this is..."

"This is the arena area of ​​our Qinlong Martial Arts School. In the martial arts, it is not feasible to just rely on hard training. If you only have strength but don't know how to use it, it is no different from a human sandbag. Therefore, actual combat is an indispensable training method for martial artists."

Zhao Yihao pointed to one of the arenas and said, "Your part-time job in the future will be like that man, serving as a sparring partner for our martial arts gym's VIP members."

Qi Sui looked in that direction.

On the outermost arena, two burly men were fighting fiercely.

It would be more appropriate to describe it as a one-sided beating rather than a fierce battle.

The sparring partner, who was obviously larger in size, just held his head to defend and dodge. Even if he wanted to attack, he would strike in the direction where his opponent was most comfortable to block.

"You can only take a beating and not fight back? Isn't this too frustrating?"

Qi Sui frowned as he watched.

"It's not that you can't fight back, but you have to fight back without seriously hurting our members. Otherwise, it's like hitting a sandbag. A qualified sparring partner should learn when to fight and when to be hit." Zhao Yihao looked calm and casually took out a thick stack of red Xia currency bills from his pocket.

"And don't you feel aggrieved? What about now? This is just the reward for one game."

one thousand?
one game!
Qi Sui's breathing became heavy.

You have to know that my mother used to work hard in the factory and only earned a little over 3000 yuan a month.

"And as a sparring partner for Qinlong Martial Arts School, you are also eligible to sit in when the coach gives open classes to members." Zhao Yihao continued to seduce.

"Brother Zhao, don't say anything. I'll take this part-time job."

Qi Sui no longer hesitated.

"Young man, you are straightforward. The sparring time in our martial arts school is flexible. Apart from the requirement of having a full match per week, you can come whenever you want."

As Zhao Yihao spoke, he took out the agreement from his arms and slapped it on the table: "Here, this is the martial arts school's sparring contract. Check it out. If there are no problems, sign it. You can start working tonight."

Qi Sui read the agreement carefully.

Generally speaking, it is quite fair.

If you get injured while sparring, you will receive injury allowance. If you are unfortunately killed in the ring, you will also receive a one-time pension subsidy of one million Xia coins. However, it is stated that the martial arts school does not bear any legal responsibility.

After seeing Qi Sui signed his name, Zhao Yihao smiled on his bearded face and said, "There are two copies of this agreement, keep them safe. I will call you Xiao Qi from now on. The treatment in our martial arts school is quite good. The price is more fair than other martial arts schools in Qinhai City. We will not let you suffer any loss."

"Well, do you want to try it tonight? If possible, I'll help you arrange a membership now."

"can."

Qi Sui felt a little itchy.

Perhaps as long as one embarks on the path of martial arts, the genes in one's bones will become brave and aggressive.

He also had some little ideas, which was to use the sparring partner to hone his own skills.

Zhao Yihao was very satisfied with the boy's enthusiasm for work. He patted his shoulder vigorously and said, "Go to the rest area to change your clothes first, and then wait for me for ten minutes. I'm sure many of Qinhai No. 1 Middle School's martial arts students will be interested."

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(End of this chapter)