In the Extraordinary Era, My Career Can Be Upgraded Infinitely

Chapter 14 Martial Arts Sparring Training

 Qinlong Martial Arts School.

To Qi Sui's surprise, the most famous super martial arts gym in Qinhai City is located in a dilapidated and backward old city.

 From the outside, the martial arts hall looks quite decent, with five floors high and an extremely large area of ​​more than a thousand square meters.

 “Hello, please show your membership card!”

 There were security guards at the door to stop Qi Sui.

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

Qi Sui subconsciously took half a step back, keeping a safe distance from the man.

 “I know, come with me!”

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

Stepping into the lobby, the temperature inside the room is a bit surprising. The breath you exhale turns into a light mist. It is 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, please take him to try.” The security guard shouted to a young man standing in the middle of the hall.

“Okay, I got it, go ahead and get started!”

The young man was in a suit and tie, with a sleek slicked back hair. He took a few puffs, then put out the remaining cigarette butt, walked straight to Qi Sui, and without asking anything, he directly pinched his arms, shoulders and other parts. .

“Skinny means I’m a little thinner, but I have a good sense of strength. I guess I have a foundation in cultivation.”

The young man commented a few words casually, then looked Qi Sui up and down and said, "Hey, you are a student of No. 1 Middle School, do you know what the part-time job that Chen Fei mentioned is?"

"have no idea?"

Qi Sui shook his head honestly.

“Come with me first and test your basic data.”

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

"What's this?"

 The title of the page is "Missing Person Notice" in four large black characters.

The photo shows a burly middle-aged man with bulging temples and piercing tiger eyes. He looks like he has a strong level of cultivation.

“This is a temporary worker our martial arts school hired before, and he has disappeared.”

The young man sneered, tore off the paper, crumpled it into a ball, and threw it into the trash can. He said, "He disappeared after having a barbecue with friends after get off work. This family is really crazy about money. They want to The responsibility falls on our martial arts school.”

Seeing that the other party's tone was unhappy, Qi Sui didn't feel like asking 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 stands…

 There were many people training enthusiastically, and the two people's intrusion did not attract any attention.

 “Come this way.”

The young man walked up to a test machine and gestured to Qi Sui: "Hit it with all your strength to test your physical strength."

"good!"

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

He simply did a few warm-up movements, then took a deep breath, stared at the strength tester, turned to the side and back to accumulate strength, and then used the strength of his waist and hips to drive the shoulders and elbows to exert force, and his right fist was like lightning. Like swinging out.

The power of 13 points completely exploded.

 “Boom!”

“Your right fist has a punch strength of 796 pounds!”

  796?

Qi Sui pursed his lips.

 He did not use the "Mountain-Moving Breathing Technique" with this punch, otherwise he would have been several hundred taller.

Looking at this number, the young man standing aside with his chest folded frowned slightly: "With a punching strength of 796 pounds, I can't even make it to the next level!"

 Xia Guo evaluates the strength of martial arts students by "dan", from the first one who is not in the first level to the strongest tenth level.

 There is a big difference in strength between each stage.

Due to the shackles of physical talent, entering Duan is an insurmountable gap for 99% of martial arts students.

 Because the most basic criterion for the "1st Dan" assessment is that you must be able to punch 1,000 pounds of power.

Being able and not represents a completely different social status. Only martial arts students who can enter the Dan level will be respected as warriors. As for those martial arts students who cannot enter the Dan level, they are not much better than ordinary people. At most, they can be regarded as martial arts. Just a fan.

"However, considering your age, this score can be ranked above average among the martial arts students in Qinhai City High School." The young man's frown slowly relaxed and he commented: "And your power movements are not particularly standard. , after a period of professional training, you should be able to reach about 850 pounds. "

 Fisting power accounts for about 10% of martial arts students’ college entrance examination scores.

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

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

 Graduating from a martial arts school can already have a good future for martial arts students. “Boom!”

 “Boom!”

 “Boom!”

“Your left fist punches 753 pounds!”

“Your right leg kicks 902 pounds!”

“Your left foot kicks 888 pounds!”

“Well, the average overall strength level has reached over 800 pounds, which meets the part-time standard of our martial arts gym.”

"My name is Zhao Yihao, and I am the manager of the martial arts gym. You can call me Brother Zhao from now on. Come with me and I will take you to see where I work."

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

 The second floor is different from the separated space on the first floor. It is a large plane that has been opened up.

 There are thirty arenas.

"drink!"

 “Come again!”

 “Dong dong dong!”

 “Strength, exertion!”

　　　…”

Shakes of people flickered on the ring, various sounds of yelling, fist bumping, and beatings reached the ears, and a faint smell of sweat wafted in the air.

 “Brother Zhao, this is...”

"This is the arena area of ​​our Qinlong Martial Arts Hall. In the process of martial arts, it will not work just to practice hard. Having strength but not using it is no different from human sandbags. Therefore, actual combat is an indispensable training method for warriors. ”

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

Qi Sui looked in the direction.

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

 To say it was a fierce battle, it would be better to describe it as a unilateral beating.

The sparring partner, who had an obvious advantage in size, just held his head to defend and dodge. Even if he wanted to strike, he would strike in the direction where his opponent was most comfortable.

“Isn’t it too frustrating to have to be beaten without being able to fight back?”

Qi Sui frowned as he looked at it.

"It's not that you can't fight back, but you have to fight back without seriously hurting our members. Otherwise, it's no different from hitting a sandbag. A qualified sparring partner should learn when to strike and when to be beaten." Zhao Yihao's expression remained as usual. , casually took out a thick red summer coin note from his pocket.

 “And don’t you feel aggrieved, now? This is just a reward.”

one thousand?

 One game!

Qi Sui's breathing became heavy.

You must know that my mother worked hard in the factory for a month, and her salary was just over 3,000.

“And as a sparring partner of Qinlong Martial Arts School, you are also qualified to observe 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 so cheerful. The sparring time in our martial arts studio is free. Except for the requirement of completing one match a week, you can come anytime you want.”

As Zhao Yihao spoke, he took out the agreement from his pocket and slapped it on the table: "Here, this is the sparring contract for the martial arts gym. Check it out. If there are no problems, just sign it and you can work tonight. "

Qi Sui read the agreement carefully.

  Generally speaking, they are relatively fair.

If you are injured as a sparring partner, there will be injury and illness subsidies, and if you are unfortunately killed in the ring, there will also be a one-time pension subsidy of one million Xia coins, but it is stated that the martial arts gym does not bear any legal responsibility.

After seeing Qi Sui sign his name, Zhao Yihao smiled on his stubbled face and said: "There are two copies of the agreement. You should also keep it. I will call you Xiao Qi from now on. The treatment in our martial arts school is still the same." Not bad, the prices are more reasonable than other martial arts schools in Qinhai City, and you won’t suffer a loss.”

“What do you mean, do you want to try it tonight? If possible, I’ll help you arrange membership now.”

"Can."

Qi Sui’s hands are itchy.

Perhaps as long as you embark on the path of martial arts, the genes in your bones will become brave and aggressive.

 He also has some small ideas, which is to use sparring to hone his skills.

Zhao Yihao was very satisfied with the young man's enthusiasm for work. He patted his shoulder hard and said, "You go to the rest area to change your clothes first, and then wait for me for ten minutes. There must be many martial arts students in Qinhai No. 1 Middle School who will be interested." ”

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 (End of this chapter)