The five major martial arts schools in Changping City are: Kuang Lei, Tian Mang, Jin Ding, Hong Yun, and Jing Tao.
Among these five major martial arts schools, some teach fists and palms, some teach leg techniques, and some teach horizontal and hard skills, each of which is different.
"In these five martial arts schools, the disciples have successes and defeats among each other, but the masters of the major gyms have never openly competed."
"Therefore, even the locals living in Changping City don't know which of the skills taught by the five martial arts schools are strong and which are weak..."
Zhang Yao paced back and forth in the room, thinking silently, and soon made a decision.
"Then let's choose Jinding Martial Arts School."
Since he couldn't tell the difference between strong and weak, he naturally prioritized the ability to save his life.
From this point of view, the hard skills taught by Jinding Martial Arts School are more suitable for him than those of other martial arts schools.
After making the decision, Zhang Yao did not immediately come to learn from him. Instead, he left the inn and went to various places in Changping City to inquire about the Jinding Martial Arts School.
The main thing I want to inquire about is the person of the gym owner and the reputation of the martial arts gym.
If the owner of the Jinding Martial Arts School is a domineering person, or if the students in the martial arts school often cause trouble and have bad deeds, then he will have to seriously consider whether to change the martial arts school.
After a lot of work, Zhang Yao returned to the second floor of the inn and sorted out the information he had gathered.
"Generally speaking, the reputation of Jinding Martial Arts School in Changping City is pretty good."
"The martial arts school is very strict in disciplining its students. Although there are cases of using force to break the rules and being brave and fierce, it is just an example, and there is no cover-up afterwards."
"The owner of the museum and several of his direct disciples often perform some righteous deeds to help those in need, and are quite famous in the hearts of the people."
Thinking of this, Zhang Yao also firmly decided to join the Jinding Martial Arts School.
the next day.
Zhang Yao checked out of the Yunlai Inn early in the morning, and after having breakfast at a street stall, set off for the Jinding Martial Arts Hall.
As the seat of a county, Changping City has a high city, deep pools, and a vast area. It is home to nearly 100,000 people, has prosperous commerce, and has numerous markets.
Jinding Martial Arts Hall is located on West Street, surrounded by various restaurants and shops. There is an endless stream of pedestrians around, and the cries of vendors and salesmen are endless.
"Oh, that's so impressive."
Zhang Yao arrived at the Jinding Martial Arts Hall and saw green bricks, green tiles, stone steps and a red door, and a gilt plaque shining brightly in the sunlight.
Through the courtyard wall, you can also hear the uniform shouts inside the martial arts gym. Apparently there are a large number of apprentices practicing martial arts here early in the morning, which proves that the martial arts gym's business is very good.
He came to the door and explained his purpose to the two disciples guarding the door, and soon someone led him in.
The person who led him was a young man in a white shirt. He first took him around the interior of the martial arts hall, and then took him to the accounting room in the inner courtyard to pay.
The fee for apprenticeship at Jinding Martial Arts Hall is ten taels of silver per year, which does not include room and board.
After the accountant's calculation was correct and it was confirmed that it was real silver, he asked his name, age, and place of origin, and then entered it into the roster.
At this point, Zhang Yao has become a member of the Jinding Martial Arts School and is a registered disciple of the owner.
"Junior Brother Zhang, let's go, I will take you to meet the master."
The name of the young man in white shirt is Zhang Yannian, who is the direct disciple of the master. He said in a gentle tone: "You are a new junior brother. For the first few days, the master will personally teach you."
"From now on, if you want to ask for advice, you can only ask me or senior brother. Naturally, our level is far inferior to master."
"Junior Brother Zhang, you must seize this opportunity!"
"I see."
Zhang Yao nodded.
He followed Zhang Yannian through several courtyards and reached the main hall, where he finally met the owner of Jinding Martial Arts Hall.
He is about fifty years old, has a Chinese character face, a short beard under his chin, and is dressed in black military uniform. He is sitting on the Grand Master's chair, looking quite calm and confident.
This is the master of Jinding Martial Arts School, Zhou An, the famous "Vajra Divine Fist" in Changping City.
"Master."
Zhang Yannian bowed respectfully and said, "This is the new junior brother Zhang Yao."
"I met the master."
Zhang Yao also took a step forward and bowed.
"Um."
Zhou An nodded slightly, looked at Zhang Yao, and said, "He has a good body and a strong spirit, so he can be considered a workable talent."
"The horizontal and hard skills taught by my Jinding Martial Arts School are called "Jinding Kung Fu". It is divided into three stages. When practiced to perfection, you will become invulnerable..."
He gave a rough explanation of "Jin Ding Gong" and then started teaching directly.
"Look carefully."
Zhou An first set up a horse stance, and then began to practice boxing skills. With the staggered footsteps and body rotation, each move was very organized.
"boom……"
Although his moves are slow, they are not sluggish. The speed does not seem to be fast, but there is a faint sound of buzzing and whistling in the air, which obviously contains great power.
If such a punch were to hit a person, it would probably break the person into pieces on the spot, making it miserable.
"It's amazing."
Zhang Yao watched this scene intently, feeling a little amazed in his heart.
In his previous life, he had seen an excavator, which was more than a hundred times stronger than the human body, but because it was not fast, it would never be able to achieve such a momentum.
He understands that this is a wonderful and special way of operating power, which can explode with great lethality - this is the so-called martial arts.
"The martial arts taught at Jinding Martial Arts School are indeed not comparable to the health-preserving skills."
Zhang Yao concentrated on it, not daring to miss a single move, and remembered this scene firmly.
After dozens of breaths, Zhou An calmed down and let out a breath, without even a drop of sweat on his forehead.
"This is the introductory technique of the "Golden Cauldron Kung Fu". It is called the 'Twenty-Four Moves of Carrying the Cauldron'. It is a move specially used to stretch the muscles, open the back, and strengthen the bones."
He turned to look at Zhang Yao and asked, "Zhang Yao, can you see clearly?"
Zhang Yao nodded and said, "I see clearly."
"Okay, then call me and have a look."
Zhou An sat back on the Taishi chair and extended his hand to signal.
The twenty-four movements of carrying the tripod may not seem complicated, but for those who are new to martial arts, it is already a good achievement if they can imitate three or four of them.
You can get a rough idea of your martial arts talent and future achievements through this first teaching.
"Okay, let me taste it, Master."
Zhang Yao responded, stood firm and dismounted from his horse, and began to practice the "Twenty-Four Stances of Carrying the Cauldron".
His memory is extraordinary, and he can remember it firmly after reading it once. In addition, his muscles and bones are much better than ordinary people, so he looks exactly the same, at least the movements are 70% to 80% similar.
"this……"
Zhang Yannian on the side was shocked: "This junior brother Zhang's talent is so outstanding?"
With such martial arts talent, not to mention him, even his senior brother might not be able to match it.
He could see that this was indeed the first time Zhang Yao had come into contact with the "Twenty-Four Styles of Carrying a Cauldron", and he had made many mistakes that he shouldn't have made in many details, but this further proved his amazing talent.
"I don't know what Master is thinking..."
Zhang Yannian subconsciously turned to look at Zhou An, only to find that his brows were furrowed and he was a little confused.
"Master, what's going on? Are you still not satisfied?"
"Zhang Yao!"
Zhou An suddenly spoke, staring at Zhang Yao, and said in a deep voice: "Have you ever learned internal martial arts?"
