Evolutionary routine starting from babies

Chapter 70 Attacking Doudou, the secret weapon of the Chinese people
Just when the children were visiting Taoyuan Town.

At the other end of Tianxu Passage is Lucheng, An Province.

In the training hall, Doudou was wearing a Sanda suit and sitting cross-legged.

Sitting next to him were several rows of children of the same age, all of whom were outstanding young talents in Lucheng's fighting world.

"This exchange meeting has officially begun."

On the ring, the female coach announced.

"Everyone should introduce yourselves first and talk about your historical achievements."

The children spoke enthusiastically: "I won the Sanda championship at Yucai Primary School."

"I'm an amateur three-dan!"

"I won the runner-up in the Sanda Youth Group of Qi Province!"

……

Each one has a brilliant record, which sounds pretty good.

It's Doudou's turn.

The little girl frowned. She had only learned Sanda for a few months and had not yet participated in a formal competition.

However, I had some "accomplishments" as a sparring partner at home before.

She stood up and said seriously:
"I once beat Superman."

There was silence in the venue.

Everyone was stunned.

Immediately, the children burst into laughter.

"Hahaha……"

"Have you ever defeated Superman? I've even defeated Thanos."

"quite funny."

Doudou was not angry after hearing this. The corners of his mouth were slightly raised, and his eyes swept over everyone.

If I can't kill my brother, why can't I kill you?

She raised her little hand and pointed to the ones who laughed the most.

"You, 伱, and you."

The little girl said, jumped onto the ring and said proudly:
"You guys come together."

……

Song Qixi walked in Taoyuan Town, walking on the bluestone slabs, walking through a few streets, and saw a large courtyard.

The courtyard walls are high, and a four-character plaque with complicated seal script is hung on the door.

The leader, Professor Liu, stopped, turned around and said:

"Welcome to the Ancient Zhou Martial Academy."

"Next, your training will be arranged by the Martial Arts Academy, and your results will also be evaluated by the Martial Arts Academy instructors."

"The better your performance, the longer you can study in Taohuayuan."

"And those with average performance may leave in half a month."

After saying that, he smiled and encouraged: "You have a genius who has been here for four months."

"I hope you will learn from him."

The children were in an uproar, and they all guessed that they were talking about the braised eggs that never showed up.

The courtyard door slowly opened, and Professor Liu led everyone inside.

Many disciples have gathered in the courtyard inside the gate.

They are all under ten years old, with childish looks on their faces, and they are practicing with great enthusiasm.

Some people practice Iron Tou Gong and hit themselves on the head with a 10-cm-thick iron plate.

duang duang duang.

Someone was practicing Iron Crotch Kung Fu, standing on a horse stance, holding a thick wooden stick in his hand, and knocking hard on himself.

duang duang duang.

There is a disciple who is as light as a swallow and jumps 3 meters high, jumping up and down beside the courtyard wall.

There is also a disciple who is naked, leaning against a small willow tree, and is uprooting a weeping willow tree.

The young geniuses from China were dumbfounded when they saw this scene.

Pee-peeing baby looked at the guy who was practicing Iron Crotch Kung Fu, his face was very solemn.

"Is this the level of a seven- or eight-year-old?"

"Too cruel!"

Teacher Liu glanced at the disciples and snorted: "Is this where you practice? Go back!"

"The one who pulled out the tree will be compensated ten times as per the hospital regulations and will have to clean the toilets for three months!"

When the disciples heard this, they dispersed in a hurry.

But before leaving, I would take a look at the Chinese geniuses, their grins full of provocation.

Liu Jiaoxi explained:

"After entering the martial arts academy, you will be considered the same group of disciples based on your age and will compete together."

Everyone knew that these disciples were here to demonstrate. Pee-peeing baby secretly tugged on Song Qi's sleeve and asked:

"How do you feel about Iron Crotch Kung Fu?"

Song Qi's face was calm: "I don't know, just go and try."

Pee-peeing baby turned around and asked Slug again, "How about you give it a try?"

Slug looked contemptuous, "Do you think I'm stupid? Why don't you try?"

"I've been a little tired recently and am out of shape." Pee-wee baby said sarcastically.

When the two were bickering, the porcelain doll came over again with a curious look on its face.

"Classmate Song, do you think you can defeat these disciples? They are all the best in this age group."

Song Qi responded casually: "I'm young, afraid of violence, and not interested in fighting."

After listening to the porcelain doll, he carefully recorded it in his notebook.

"Peace-loving, afraid of school violence, not interested in fighting..."

At this time, Liu Jiaoxi led everyone to a side hall.

"In order to set appropriate goals for everyone, you have to test your level first."

"The instruments are all imported from China. If you don't know how to use them, you can ask me..."

Song Qi understood that this was the test his instructor asked him to take.

The instructor said to give it your all.

Then, show it?
Glancing at the porcelain doll taking notes next to him, Song Qi sighed inwardly.

She was probably going to be bombarded with 10,000 questions...

-

In the backyard of the Ancient Zhou Martial Academy, in a secluded small wooden building.

Between the quaint screens, there were several huge monitoring screens showing the figures of the children at the base.

Opposite the monitor is a row of seats.

There was an old man sitting on the main seat, with white beard and hair, drooping eyebrows, and wearing a long-sleeved robe.

He looked at the guests with a smile and said politely:

"Old guy, why aren't you dead yet?"

"Don't worry about me." Zhou Mincai sat in the guest seat, holding a wolfberry thermos cup, and responded with a smile:

"You old man, you still refuse to retire. I guess there are many young people looking forward to your death."

The middle-aged people standing around looked a little strange after hearing this.

The two old men, who were about to die, faced each other tit for tat, and the smell of gunpowder suddenly became strong.

The white-haired old man pointed at the monitoring screen and began to mock:
"This year, except for that bald boy, none of you Chinese people can do it."

"Well, that two-year-old baby does have potential, but it's a pity that he's too young to do it."

As he spoke, he stroked his beard and laughed arrogantly.

"Anyway, the people you brought will be ravaged by us again."

"You can never tire of watching this kind of show. I am so happy once a year. I feel like I can live another 100 years..."

Behind the white-haired old man, stood a row of martial arts instructors. Although they all had straight faces, their eyes were full of pride.

The base experts on the opposite side were a little embarrassed.

Only Zhou Mingcai, with his legs crossed, did not panic at all, but looked forward to it.

"Old ghost, let's see if you can still laugh in a few days."

Thinking like this, he rolled his eyes.

"How about we make a bet? These kids I brought can beat your students until they cry!"

The white-haired old man narrowed his eyes slightly, "What are you betting on?"

Zhou Mincai: "Have you not coveted my extraordinary artifact for decades? Just bet on it."

"Of course, your bet must also be an extraordinary item of the same level."

As soon as these words came out, the experts at the base could not sit still and began to whisper to dissuade him.

There were several martial arts teachers who seemed to know what the extraordinary artifact was, and they seemed very excited when they heard this.

The white-haired old man was stunned for a moment, then opened his eyes and shouted:
"No one is allowed to gamble without gambling!"

Facing everyone's puzzled looks, he pointed at Zhou Mingcai and explained:
"This old guy is more stingy than anyone else. He actually used his own treasure as a bet this time. It's definitely a scam!"

Zhou Mincai: "..."

Damn, you were so careless!

The white-haired old man was already alert and strode to the surveillance camera to observe carefully.

On the screen, children are testing their physical fitness levels.

A group of martial arts instructors also gathered around. Twenty or thirty people were all staring at the screen with doubts in their eyes.

"Is there a secret weapon of China hidden in these dolls?"

"It doesn't even look like it..."

(End of this chapter)