My skills have special effects.

Chapter 13

Hurry home all the way.

Originally, Yu Qian and him were also considered to be at the same time, so it was nothing to discuss with each other.

But Yu Qian doesn't seem to be just practicing martial arts, she seems to have a long-sleeved mind for dancing.

In just three days, there was a group of fans around her. If you get too close to her, you may cause a lot of trouble, so Lin Yan simply refused.

From then on, Lin Yan's life became more and more regular.

Going out early and returning late every day, except for taking an extra hour a day to accompany Xiaozhi for walks, games, and storytelling, the rest of the time is devoted to the practice of "Five Animal Hands" as usual.

A full and busy life always goes by very quickly, and in the blink of an eye, more than half a month of peace has passed.

After half a month of practicing martial arts with a sufficient supply of Qi and blood, Lin Yan began to grow taller, and the muscles in all parts of his body were obviously firm and swollen.

In the past half month, Wuziyuan has also added a dozen or twenty newcomers, with various backgrounds, descendants of warriors, princes of the government, sons of merchants...

The admission mechanism of the Longmen Pavilion is a bit similar to the ancient inspection system in the previous life, which is recommended by warriors or wealthy households all over Ding'an City.

But Lin Yan concentrated on practicing martial arts, and he only met them a few times when the elder brother was teaching, so he was not familiar with them.

On the contrary, I heard that Yu Qian and them have become friends and often drink wine, which means that they will be together in the same period.

This day, Lin Yan got up early, carried Xiao Zhi, and came to the training ground.

Xiaozhi is too young, so he is not willing to put Xiaozhi in the study all day long. He will take Xiaozhi for a walk every day, and play games. Of course, they all stop in the Longmen Hall.

And after Hu Biao's incident last time, he no longer directly smeared Xiao Zhi's face with mud, but put freckles and birthmarks on Xiao Zhi's face through makeup, messed up her hair, and made her clothes look ugly. Zhi also became a cute but ordinary little doll.

"Guokuo, there are so many people!"

Xiaozhi obviously felt a little nervous, and hugged Lin Yan's neck tightly.

"Xiao Zhi, don't be afraid, brother will take you to watch the excitement."

In the center of the training ground, a large circle has been drawn with white stone foam, the size of a basketball court.

There were three red square tables in the middle of the venue, and a black wine jar was placed on the table, which was filled with a red viscous liquid.

There were three people sitting behind the table, with majestic expressions that Lin Yan had never seen before, and Zang Wei, the eldest brother, stood behind the person in the middle, respectfully serving them.

The disciples from each academy also surrounded the outer circle of the venue in twos and threes, with different expressions. Yu Qian and Senior Brother Bai were also there, standing opposite, and there were a few new disciples around them, forming a circle.

"Lin Yan! Lin Yan!"

Lin Yan turned his head to look, Wei Yan looked bitter, and walked over step by step.

"Brother Dayan, aren't you going to participate in the Yuedan Review?"

Wei Yan had a bitter expression on his face: "Oh, don't mention it, I know that half a bucket of water will not pass. So, I was packing my bags just now."

Lin Yan was slightly silent.

The Yuedan assessment is the assessment of the Wuziyuan of the Longmen Pavilion. Because there must be an examination at the beginning of each month, it is called the Yuedan assessment.

It has been two months and more than ten days since Wei Yan came, and today is the day for him to take the fixed exam.

But Wei Yan's "Five Birds and Hands" is really not very good. Lin Yan has seen it, and it is not as good as him. It is probably impossible to pass the examination.

In the past half month, he and Wei Yan got along well, and Wei Yan shared a lot of information with him.

Lin Yan didn't say anything, how would you know if you don't try, and comforted: "Brother Dayan, what are you going to do when you leave Longmen Hall?"

Wei Yan showed a look of disappointment on his face: "What else can I do? My father is a martial arts practitioner and works as a nurse in a restaurant. I might go to a restaurant to be a cook, stir-fry vegetables, and let it go."

"Brother, you must tell me the address, so that I can go and support you."

"sure!"

Just as he was talking, the person in the middle of the venue stood up: "The Yuedan assessment has officially begun! The assessment disciples who clicked on their names stepped forward one by one, and those who did not hit the name three times would be deemed to have abstained! Remember, only the transformation of energy and blood can pass the assessment! "

He was in his forties, with an exaggeratedly burly figure, almost like a giant upright bear, and his voice was like thunder and thunder, attracting everyone's attention.

Wei Yan said in a low voice: "I heard that this is the owner of our Longmen Pavilion, surnamed Pang, and he is a very powerful warrior."

"First one, Tang Shi!"

"To!"

A young man with a square face and a cold expression stepped forward.

"Let's paint the pattern first!"

"Yes!"

Tang Shi walked up to the three of them, raised his sleeves, and stretched out Kong Wu's powerful black arms.

The burly man in the middle took a pen, dipped it into the table and wine jar to get the red liquid, and then drew a flamboyant curve on Tang Shi's arm, the curve bent wantonly, like a swimming dragon.

"Brother Dayan, this is?"

Wei Yan replied in a low voice: "You didn't know if you saw it for the first time, the Wuzi Academy's assessment requires a transformation of energy and blood to pass.

"But in the early stage of martial arts training, the qi and blood are too weak, even if it changes, it cannot be seen with the naked eye.

"This requires the use of this kind of dragon pattern paint made of special herbs mixed with minerals. It is very sensitive to qi and blood. When it is painted on the body, it can change color under the stimulation of qi and blood. If it is practicing boxing, the dragon If the pattern changes from red to blue, it means that the transformation of qi and blood is successful, and it is regarded as a pass."

Will it change color?It is so miraculous, a bit similar to the acid-base indicator learned in the previous life.

Tang Shi drew a dragon pattern on his arm, so he simply rolled up his sleeves, walked to the center of the field, and bowed his hands: "Please advise the owner!"

He hadn't entered the Weizi Academy and was not qualified to be called a master. Tang Shi immediately set up his boxing frame and practiced "Five Animal Hands".

Tiger shape, deer shape, ape shape...

The movements are wide open and closed, quite imposing. As his movements become more fierce, the red dragon pattern on his arm seems to have turned into a real flying dragon, swimming like flying through the clouds.

"It's changed, it's changed! The color has changed!" The surrounding disciples shouted excitedly.

The color of the dragon pattern gradually changed from red to blue, and when Tang Shi finished his work and took a breath, it had already turned dark blue.

The curator Pang and the two people around him showed satisfied smiles, talked to each other in a low voice, and said in a loud voice: "Tang Shi is excellent and qualified! Go to our right hand and wait."

Tang Shi couldn't help showing joy on his indifferent face: "Thank you, the curator!" He walked aside.

"Next, Tian Wei!"

Then, one after another, the names of the people reported in one after another, and they painted tattoos and practiced kung fu one by one.

Four or five in a row, but not even one qualified.

From the perspective of movements, their proficiency should not be lower than 50%, but after 50%, more changes are in the details of the internal muscles, so Lin Yan can't quite see what level they have reached.

"Next, Wei Yan!"

Lin Yan turned to look at Wei Yan, Wei Yan rubbed his face, smiled wryly at him, and walked to the center of the field.

Painting tattoos, practicing...

"Wei Yan failed, eliminated!"

as predicted.

Wei Yan felt quite lonely on his face, and he returned to Lin Yan with a sense of relief.

Lin Yan comforted: "Brother Dayan, after a while, let's go have a drink."

"Okay, okay, okay, okay..."

"Next, Bai Xin!"

Bai Xin is that Senior Brother Bai. Lin Yan has never seen him practice. He just heard from Wei Yan that Bai Xin's "Five Animal Hands" seems to be worse than him.

But his condition was much better than that of Wei Yan, and he stepped forward with confidence.

"Brother Bai, come on!"

"Brother Bai, you must do it!"

It was the two new disciples who were standing around Bai Xin before, shouting at the top of their voices, while Yu Qian and the other two stood aside with embarrassing expressions.

Bai Xin waved to them confidently. After painting the tattoos, he went to the center of the field to practice.

The movements are decent, but Lin Yan has been practicing "Five Animal Hands" for a while, and he obviously feels that Bai Xin's movements are limp and weak. It seems that the movements are in place, but in fact they are fancy and have no strength at all.

however……

"It's changed! The color has changed!"

The dragon pattern on his arm began to change color slowly, from red to blue, and finally turned into a deep purple!

"Brother Bai is too powerful!"

"Brother Bai, you are the best!"

Several new disciples next to him were excited.

Wei Yan couldn't believe it: "How is it possible?"

After Bai Xin finished his movements, he didn't blush or pant, his eyes swept all over the audience arrogantly, especially Yu Qian's face stayed tenderly.

Yu Qian's complexion was slightly flushed, and there was still a hint of surprise on her face that could not be receded.

With a proud expression on his face, Bai Xin cupped his hands towards the three people behind the wooden table: "Master, I'm done."

However, the three people opposite were all expressionless, sitting upright, looking at him coldly.

Bai Xin's face was slightly stiff, and he called again tentatively: "Master, I'm done."

Hall Master Pang sneered, and said, "Bai Xin, you're not qualified!"

"what!"

The surrounding disciples widened their eyes and looked at each other in astonishment.

On the contrary, there were some old disciples of the Weizi Academy who gloated and looked at the excitement.

"Master, why are you disqualified? It's not fair! My dragon pattern has obviously changed color!" Bai Xin asked unconvinced.

Pavilion Master Pang narrowed his eyes, and an invisible pressure fell on Bai Xin like a heavy mountain, and Bai Xin's face turned pale immediately.

"Without flowers and plants, combined with animal bone marrow, it can be formulated into a special colorless liquid."

Bai Xin's face turned pale instantly: "I, I don't understand what you're talking about."

The curator Pang pointed to the wine jar on the table and said: "Apply this colorless liquid on the arm first, and then apply the dragon pattern liquid, and it will automatically change color slowly without qi and blood stimulation. Although this method is secret , but you don’t think that even we don’t know about it?”

Bai Xin's expression suddenly changed, and he spoke incoherently: "I, what are you talking about? I don't understand what you are saying! You are slandering, slandering! You, you, you, show us evidence!"

Hall Master Pang's eyes sharpened sharply: "Looking for death! Zang Wei, throw him out with one arm and one leg!"

"Yes!"

Zang Wei stepped forward indifferently.

"How dare you! My father is the master of Jing'anfang. If you dare to touch me, my father will not let you go! You... ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!"

With two crackling sounds, Zang Wei directly pinched his arm with one hand and kicked his leg bone. The pain caused Bai Xin to faint on the spot, wake up, and finally fainted again.

The few disciples who were complimenting and admiring Bai Xin all looked at each other, their faces turning pale.

Zang Wei immediately took Bai Xin out.

The old disciples of the nearby Weizi Academy whispered to each other and laughed aloud.

"Master of Jing'anfang? What kind of thing dares to shout loudly in the Dragon Gate Hall?"

"It's probably because the family is spoiled, and they think they are amazing."

"Who says it's not, every year there are such fools who pretend to be smart."

"Do you really think the owner can't see it?"

"If he admits it honestly, he will lose face and dare to provoke the owner of the museum? He wants to die!"

"Waste, Chunchun is a waste."

Zang Wei came back soon, and he wiped vigorously on the front of his shirt, leaving a bright red bloodstain.

After this, the new disciples present were all awe-inspiring, and they didn't even dare to say more.

The curator Pang knocked on the table, "Okay, continue!"

(End of this chapter)