Practice a low-level profession until you become an immortal and call yourself an ancestor

Chapter 20: Frustration in Apprenticeship
After a while, the man came back.

"This little brother, come in with me."

After hearing this, Chu Changqing's eyes lit up, there was something interesting!

I am not afraid that the interview will be difficult, but I am afraid that there will be no chance of an interview.

Now that he can get in, as long as he is willing to be taught, and with the advantage of the panel, he will definitely be taken seriously!

When explaining how to practice swordsmanship and actor skills, there is no need to hide them.

Entering the martial arts hall, he first saw a large screen. After bypassing the screen and walking through the corridor, he arrived at a large school grounds.

In the school grounds, there are all kinds of stone tools, tools and weapons.

There are also many bare-chested muscular men practicing, boxing, and honing their skills.

A rough sweep revealed at least a hundred or ten people.

Chu Changqing was smacking his lips inwardly. He never expected that this martial arts gym looked like it had five floors from the outside, but actually the first floor was useless.

Martial arts training is all done in the courtyard at the back.

However, it can also be seen from this that due to the weight of regular warriors in Daxuan, ordinary wealthy households may not be able to buy so much land.

"Master Huang, I'll go down first as soon as I get it."

The man who led Chu Changqing in bowed his hands to the man in front of him who was lifting the stone lock, and then stepped back.

The man didn't look at Chu Changqing and continued busy with his own affairs.

Chu Changqing was not in a hurry and waited patiently.

This wait is an hour.

During this period, people left and entered the school grounds one after another, but at most they only glanced at Chu Changqing and did not take the initiative to talk to him.

Apparently, this Master Huang is the talker of the martial arts school.

"Okay, stop standing."

Master Huang stopped swinging his fists and flexed his muscles: "You have a good character, but it's a pity that you are old and have missed the best opportunity to practice martial arts."

Master Huang was strong but not bloated. After he walked slowly towards Chu Changqing, before Chu Changqing could salute, he grabbed Chu Changqing and pinched him a few times.

"The body and bones are stronger than the average person, but it's too late after all."

Chu Changqing said quickly: "Master Huang, can't you let me try it?"

Master Huang shook his head and walked outside the school: "It's a pity. I can only say it's a pity."

It was already noon, it was lunch time, and there was no one in the school grounds.

He was rejected by Master Huang, and the remaining people in the school did not laugh at him. They just urged him:

"Let's go, Master Huang said no, no one in the entire martial arts gym will accept you. We have to eat."

"There's no need to practice martial arts. It's too hard. If my father and Master Huang hadn't forced me to practice, I wouldn't have practiced it."

"That's right, why are you practicing martial arts? Fighting and dying for the imperial court? What was the imperial court doing when my father starved to death?"

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Finally, Chu Changqing left Hongyun Martial Arts School with several young boys seeing him off.

Although I had expected this outcome, I still felt very unhappy.

But he really can't reveal his current true strength.

Check out another martial arts studio.

In the afternoon, Chu Changqing went to the second martial arts gym in Xinzhuang County, Haojia Martial Arts Gym.

The scale of Haojia's building is almost the same as that of Hongyun. The only difference is that Haojia Martial Arts Hall is bustling with people coming and going, and these people are obviously ordinary people.

Seeing this, Chu Changqing felt a little more hopeful. He picked up his spirits and strode into the Haojia Martial Arts Hall.

After entering, I found out that there was a fee to enter?

Fortunately, it's not expensive, only five cents.

After paying the money and entering, I found that the people were just watching some fist fights in the ring.

Chu Changqing took a quick look, and saw that the level of blood was quite horrifying. Often, with one punch, several teeth would fly out.

Is this almost the same as the black boxing in the previous life?
But the people watched it in full swing, and cheers came one after another.

Walking around the ring, he walked to a place similar to a counter, where a boy was sitting.

"Little brother, can you help call the curator or other martial arts masters?"

The worker glanced at Chu Changqing listlessly, then looked at what Chu Changqing was carrying: "You're here to become a disciple?"

Chu Changqing nodded.The worker stood up and said, "Wait a minute."

Chu Changqing waited on the spot, while his mind subconsciously compared the two martial arts schools.

Why do you feel that the style of this Haojia Martial Arts School is so uninhibited?
Open a ring to make money?

After a while, the worker came back: "Come here."

Chu Changqing followed Xiao Gong all the way, and finally stopped outside a main hall.

"come in."

As soon as he crossed the threshold, Chu Changqing felt an aura of aura, which was completely different from Hongyun.

If Hongyun gave Chu Changqing the feeling of softness and tenacity, then Haojia gave him the feeling of indulgence and messiness.

As far as the eye can see, there are nearly a hundred martial arts masters in the hall, their arms are naked, their bodies are basically covered with injuries and scars, and they are all steaming hot and covered in sweat.

Others were laughing and fighting fiercely with fists and feet.

"Master, here are the apprentices."

After the boy finished speaking, he left listlessly.

His words immediately silenced the chaotic and noisy room.

Everyone turned to look at Chu Changqing, and Chu Changqing suddenly felt the pressure doubled.

It’s not social fear, it’s real pressure!
An invisible force seemed to be lingering on his body, making it difficult for him to breathe.

These martial artists were indeed powerful, and Chu Changqing felt that he had made the right decision.

Maybe after he joins the martial arts school, he can unlock the martial arts master profession again!

Chu Changqing was not afraid, but when he looked at the people in front of him who were sweating profusely and covered with wounds and scars, he always felt that these people did not look like martial arts masters, but more like gangsters.

However, the proper courtesy should not be missed: "Chu Changqing, I would like to pay my respects to all the masters."

As he spoke, the pressure suddenly decreased a lot.

The people in front of him began to discuss:
"Is this kid too old?"

"It's too big. I definitely won't accept it. Do you want to teach me?"

"If you don't teach me, it's not to my liking if you look at the thin skin and tender meat."

"Why does he look familiar to me? Hey, do you think he looks familiar?"

"When you say it, it sounds a bit like I have seen it somewhere."

"I remembered! Zhao Family Liyuan, Overlord of Western Chu! Right!"

"Hey, there is a bit of a resemblance between the eyebrows."

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As they were talking, one of them asked directly: "Boy, are you the one who played Overlord in Liyuan?"

Chu Changqing hesitated for a moment, then nodded: "Exactly."

Suddenly, there were boos and everyone went about their own business.

Obviously, Chu Changqing was not in compliance with their conditions to recruit a disciple, and now that he had an extra identity as an actor, they were too lazy to talk to Chu Changqing.

The person who just asked Chu Changqing replied: "You are an actor. You are very good at acting. Why do you feel that your head is not very bright?"

"Let's go, let's go. You are no longer suitable for practicing martial arts at your age, let alone those tricks you have been doing. Let's go. The purpose of our martial arts school is to fight, and you are not suitable."

Chu Changqing opened his mouth, but couldn't speak.

He really wanted to show off his skills and let these guys see his potential, and then just stop bullying the poor young man.

But he knew that this would only bring more trouble to himself, without any benefit.

The look of disgust on these people's faces was beyond words.

Finally, Chu Changqing surrendered and returned to the inn.

There is definitely some disappointment, but I am not discouraged.

He joined the martial arts school as a disciple because he wanted to give himself a suitable identity that would allow him to improve his skills unscrupulously.

Now that he can't study in a martial arts school, it doesn't mean that he can't find other suitable identities.

After much thought, he finally thought of someone.

I looked at the sky, it was still early, let's go see her.

　Celery means diligence and studiousness, lotus seeds mean painstaking education, red beans mean red clouds are shining brightly, red dates mean early high school, longan means perfect merit and deeds, and dried lean meat strips mean disciples' sincerity.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)