Pushing the Three Thousand Worlds

Chapter 128 Named Disciple and Lifting the Tripod

Li Qiu stood aside, noticing that the crowd didn't pay attention to the various gazes cast on him, and some of them looked away after a few glances at him.

But those who suspected that Li Qiu had been taught boxing skills in advance kept staring at Li Qiu's back, as if Li Qiu had some kind of enmity with them.

Li Qiu frowned slightly and turned his head to look. Some of those people lowered their heads to avoid his gaze, not daring to look at him.

But a few teenagers in brocade clothes were even more energetic, looking at Li Qiu with contempt and provocation in their eyes.

Li Qiu turned his head helplessly, he didn't like to be stared at by others, especially malicious eyes, but now he had no choice but to wait for the matter to end.

He could scare off this group of people with his eyes and power, but he was afraid that Tao Zian would notice something.

Finally, after everyone practiced Luomuquan in front of Tao Zian, there were only a few dozens of people left in the courtyard.

From the hundreds at the beginning to the tens now, the assessment for the selection of new disciples in Aoki Martial Arts Hall can be said to be rigorous.

For those who are eliminated, other than going to the small martial arts hall to try whether they can be accepted, the only way left is to study for the imperial examination. It is impossible for them to become powerful warriors in their lifetime.

Having met the requirements of the Aoki Martial Arts School, the faces of all the people who are about to become disciples of the Aoki Martial Arts Hall are filled with joy.

Tao Zian turned around, looked at the crowd and said slowly.

"You have passed the test and become the new disciples of my Aoki Martial Arts School, now you can call me Brother Tao."

Everyone looked excited, bowed and cupped their hands, and said in unison: "I have seen Senior Brother Tao!"

"I've seen all my fellow apprentices."

Tao Zian nodded, a smile appeared on his face, and then his expression returned to seriousness to remind everyone.

"You can call me Senior Brother, but when you see my Master, you should call me Master Chen or Teacher Chen. You must not call me Master, and it is best not to call me Teacher, because you are just disciples who are learning Taoism!"

"This is very important. If the rules are violated, not only my master will be displeased, but also my senior brothers and sisters will be very displeased..."

Everyone nodded again and again, motioning for themselves to write it down.

Tao Zian said again.

"When you have been studying martial arts in the martial arts hall for a period of time, my master may accept one or more of you as registered disciples. At that time, some of you can further call my master a teacher."

Registered disciples are in the middle of Taoist disciples and beginner disciples.

The martial artist will teach the named disciples some things that the Taoist disciples cannot learn, so as to further test the qualifications, character, perseverance, etc. of the named disciples.

After feeling satisfied, the martial artist will formally accept the registered disciple as an entry-level disciple, commensurate with the martial artist's master and apprentice, and teach all martial arts to each other, and the relationship is like father and son.

Tao Zian seemed to suddenly think of something, said.

"By the way, you don't have to wait so long, as long as you meet one of the requirements set by my master, you can immediately become my master's registered disciples or even beginner disciples."

When Tao Zian said this, his tone was extremely flat, as if he was just going through a process, and he didn't think any of them could meet that requirement.

He turned and pointed to a small tripod on the right side of the courtyard.

"Did you see that little tripod?"

"As long as one of you can lift it above your head, my master will accept him as a registered disciple, even a beginner disciple is not out of the question."

There are rows of weapons and stone locks on the right side of the small courtyard, among which a black-blue three-legged round tripod is the most conspicuous.

Everyone looked shocked and shook their heads again and again, calling it impossible.

"how is this possible!"

"Senior Brother Tao, please don't joke with us, how can anyone of us be able to lift this bronze tripod."

"Even if the body is a little smaller, this bronze tripod can at least weigh a thousand catties. We have either never practiced martial arts or have practiced martial arts for a few years, and we have not yet reached the skin-hardening stage. How can we lift a thousand catty heavy tripod?"

"The one who can lift this heavy tripod must be at least a martial artist in the strong muscle stage!"

"Yeah, absolutely impossible!"

"Even with ordinary innate divine power, there is no one who can reach a thousand catties at our age. This requirement is too strong."

Hearing the questioning voices from the crowd, Tao Zian looked at the copper tripod and shook his head slightly. He didn't know whether he also felt that no one could meet this requirement, or whether he felt that everyone said that it was too absolute that some people might not be able to do it.

Among the crowd, several teenagers changed their expressions and walked towards the bronze tripod on the right side of the yard.

Maybe the bronze tripod was not as heavy as they imagined?

Perhaps the owner of the pavilion wanted to tell them that warriors should not shrink back in the face of difficulties, but should be brave enough to try and not be afraid of failure, and then find a person who has the courage to try to lift the tripod and take him as a registered disciple.

A few people seemed to want to try to lift the tripod, and everyone followed them and moved to the right side of the courtyard to surround the tripod.

A young man in brocade clothes with a little arrogance in his brows stepped forward first.

"I started practicing martial arts when I was nine years old. Although I haven't practiced any exercises, I take various tonics every day and practice martial arts to build strength. Now I can be regarded as a small success."

"This little tripod, as long as it doesn't weigh more than three hundred catties, it won't be hard for me."

He looked at the thick and vicissitudes of the copper tripod in front of him, his eyes brightened and he spoke confidently.

The young man in brocade clothes bent down, put one foot under the copper tripod, bent one leg into a bow, and leaned his shoulders on the tripod, making a gesture to lift the tripod.

As soon as I touched it, the bronze tripod felt as heavy and unshakable as a mountain.

The complexion of the young man in brocade clothes changed slightly, and a look of surprise flashed in his eyes.

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He exhaled and grasped the copper tripod tightly with both hands, exerted force on his shoulders, and kicked two deep grooves on the ground with his feet, but he couldn't shake the tripod in the end.

The young man in brocade had no choice but to give up, with an ugly expression on his face, he said resentfully: "This bronze tripod may be fake, but it weighs at least five hundred catties. Even I can't lift it, and I'm afraid you can't either."

Tao Zian watched from the side with folded arms, a smile appeared in his eyes.

The young man didn't believe that the bronze tripod was really made of bronze, he thought it was just a fake.

A square-faced boy with a bronze complexion in common clothes stared at the bronze tripod solemnly, and stood up after a moment of hesitation.

"I am naturally stronger than others. When I was 12 years old, no one in the village could surpass me in strength, even those adults. I don't believe I can't lift this copper tripod!"

After finishing speaking, he rolled up his sleeves, exposing his two strong arms, and squatted down with his legs apart. He arched his body and bent down to try to lift the bronze tripod, holding the edge of the tripod with one hand and the legs of the tripod with the other.

"Get up!"

The square-faced boy yelled, his face flushed red, the veins on his forehead popped out, and he used all his strength to feed.

Finally, the bronze tripod was shaken, and the tripod leg held by the square-faced boy slightly lifted off the ground.

Everyone looked nervous, is the copper tripod going to be lifted?
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