Atlas of Heaven and Man

After entering the gate, Chen Chuan saw a row of long sunshades on his left and parked his bicycle there. When he came out, he saw some students about his age walking into the school gate one after another.

Most people's eyes were filled with a trace of excitement mixed with anxiety, probably like him, they were here to apply for the Wuyi Academy.

He could understand this feeling very well. The Dashun Republic of China had been established for more than ninety years, and the hierarchy was distinct. The upward mobility available to ordinary people was already very limited.

Whether at home or abroad, it can be said that throughout the world, those skilled in fighting techniques often have a higher social status. This is one of the few ways, besides studying, for the lower classes to achieve upward mobility. Although it is very difficult, countless people still try to squeeze in every year.

Wuyi Academy is a school that formally trains such talents. In the past ten years, the academy has expanded its enrollment. As long as you are a national citizen under the age of eighteen, have received basic primary and secondary education, and have no criminal record, you can apply here. This attracts more young people who cannot afford higher education to gather here.

But even so, because the threshold of the academy is indeed not low, only a few people can successfully enroll each year.

Chen Chuan walked over and naturally merged into the group of peers. He found that the students who came to apply were all very strong, and their steps were very light. Whether male or female, the outline of muscles could be vaguely seen under their clothes.

Because to apply for the Martial Hall, you must first have qualified physical fitness, and it is best to have a certain foundation in fighting skills. It can be seen that almost everyone around has a certain foundation.

Although he has better physical fitness and is taller, he has never undergone specialized fighting training. Compared with other students, he is purely a blank sheet of paper. In the past, he would never have thought of applying for the Martial Hall, but now...

As the sun rose higher, more and more students entered the school to apply. He was swept forward by the crowd and arrived in front of the auditorium at the main entrance after four or five minutes. The square on both sides was already full of private cars. With his limited knowledge of vehicles, he could only recognize the famous domestic Furong and the foreign Kaiti luxury cars. The rest could be seen from the appearance that the grade was not low.

Young men and women also got out of the cars one after another. It could be seen that many of them came in pairs, and some of the younger ones were accompanied by adults. The unified characteristics of these people were that their clothes were made of expensive materials, well-fitting, full of energy and confidence, and they walked with their heads held high, in stark contrast to them.

Chen Chuan noticed that when a middle-aged couple walked to the steps, they took out a silver invitation-like thing and signaled to a guide. The man immediately bowed, and soon a person who looked like a senior school official came out to greet them warmly.

He looked at the thing a few times, thoughtfully.

"What is that?" A student asked curiously.

"Is this your first time applying?" A slightly older candidate said as he walked, "That is a recommendation certificate." A look of envy appeared on his face, "Do you know what a recommendation is? With that thing, you can directly enter the school without taking the exam."

To enter Wuyi Academy, you can either apply or be recommended. However, this is not a path that ordinary people can take, because the recommenders are generally social celebrities and dignitaries.

In fact, most of the students from civilian backgrounds did not know about the existence of recommendation certificates before today.

Chen Chuan and these candidates stood on the side of the sidewalk, watching those high-spirited young men and women walk up the wide steps in front, and someone whispered: "As long as we pass the exam, we can be like them."

Everyone's hearts were burning. Yes, as long as they pass the Wuyi Academy exam, they will definitely be able to change their lives and become like those peers on the steps.

Seemingly influenced by this, every step towards the registration point could not help but speed up.

After walking more than two hundred meters forward, and taking several turns, they arrived in front of a four-story old building. In front of the open space were rows of temporary desks, behind which sat senior students. When they saw them coming, a student stood up and greeted: "Students who are here to apply, please take your materials and register here."

All the candidates immediately dispersed and rushed towards the tables. The student saw this and shouted loudly: "Slow down, slow down! What's the hurry? Come one by one. From today onwards, the next fifteen days are registration days. Everyone will get their turn. Those who don't follow the rules and make trouble will be immediately disqualified from the entrance exam!"

Hearing what he said, the students who came to apply immediately became honest and lined up obediently.

Chen Chuan's position was relatively forward, and soon he came to a table. Behind the table was a very friendly senior female student with short, neat bangs and light makeup. Her smile was very sweet. When she saw him sitting over, her eyes lit up. She pushed a form over and said with a smile: "Student, just fill it out according to the instructions above. Pay attention to these places, don't make any corrections..."

She stretched out her white fingers and pointed out each place very considerately. Chen Chuan noticed that her fingers were very strong when she pointed, and the muscles that tightened inadvertently proved that she was not as weak as she looked on the surface.

After Chen Chuan filled in the basic information and confirmed the identity information, he had to pay a one-hundred-yuan registration fee.

This was almost equivalent to Nian Fuli's monthly salary, enough for an ordinary family to live comfortably for two months.

After paying the money, the female student asked him: "Student, have you had any fighting experience before?"

Chen Chuan shook his head.

The female student said: "I guessed so." You can tell at a glance whether a person has trained or not. The muscle distribution and rhythm of movement are different from ordinary people. Experts can easily tell.

She earnestly reminded: "Chen, I don't know why you are confident to apply, but you have to be careful. Later, senior students will be arranged to fight against you. There will be teachers watching and commenting. During the entrance exam, the teachers mainly look at your on-the-spot adaptability, not winning or losing. Don't have any burden in your heart, just try your best to do yourself."

Chen Chuan showed a smile and said: "Thank you, senior sister."

The young female student felt that his smile was very sunny and full of vigor, and she also smiled at him.

On the other side of the old building, several young men were walking over. One of the tall men saw the female student smiling at Chen Chuan, and suddenly felt a little unhappy. He turned his head and said to a senior student: "Lao Liu, you arranged the opponent for the entrance exam, right?" He gestured towards Chen Chuan with his chin, "I'll meet that kid."

Liu Cai said vigilantly: "What do you want to do?"

The tall youth made no attempt to hide his intentions, saying, "That little bitch always acts so prim and proper, never even smiled at me, but she smiles at this kid? I can't stand him, I want to teach him a lesson!"

Liu Cai warned him, "Shan Xiong, don't mess around."

Shan Xiong looked very aggressive, glaring at him and saying, "Just tell me, are you in or not?"

Liu Cai hesitated for a moment. Shan Xiong knew a lot of people and had shady connections with some gang members outside the school. Besides, the students who signed up at this time were all from ordinary backgrounds. He didn't want to offend this guy over such a small matter, so he nodded slightly.

Shan Xiong patted him on the shoulder, "Bro, I appreciate it."

Liu Cai reminded him again, "Be careful, don't cause any trouble that will make things difficult for me."

Shan Xiong didn't look at him, just stared at Chen Chuan, perfunctorily saying, "Bro knows what he's doing."

The candidates were all silenced.

Next, students whose numbers were called were successively called in. However, whenever they came out after the exam, even if they weren't as miserable as the candidate they saw at the beginning, most of them had bruised noses and swollen faces, or were injured, and some even had fractures.

The candidates all looked uneasy, and they didn't even know whether they had passed after suffering such serious injuries.

However, none of the people present quit, because the opportunity to change their destiny might only come once in a lifetime. They had already stood here, and they had to give it a try no matter what.

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The wait was very agonizing. Chen Chuan saw many people fidgeting, and some even went to the toilet several times due to nervousness.

After about half an hour, a student called out again, "Number twenty, number twenty-one, number twenty-two, enter the examination room..."

Chen Chuan took a deep breath. Twenty-one was his number. It was finally his turn.

He straightened his hat and, along with a tall boy and a petite girl, walked into the examination venue under the gaze of the other candidates. As the three of them walked together, he could hear their slightly rapid breathing.

Inside the examination room, he could see three long tables covered with dark blue tablecloths on the opposite side. Several teacher-like people were sitting behind them, as well as masked medical staff and a dozen or so scattered senior students standing on both sides. There was a smell of disinfectant in the air, and the floor seemed to have just been mopped, making it slightly slippery to walk on.

Once there, the three of them walked to a long table according to their numbers. Chen Chuan walked towards the middle one. Walking in the open space, being stared at by many sharp eyes, his heartbeat also accelerated slightly.

When he reached the line marked in front of the table, a student gestured with his hand, and he stopped, bowing to the front and saying, "Hello, teachers."

As soon as he stood there, several teaching assistants shook their heads. Chen Chuan looked like he had never practiced before. Such students were just trying their luck, and there was nothing to see.

A teacher pointed to a table on the side with a pen, and said, "Put your belongings there. During the exam, you can use long and short moves, as well as techniques such as throws, holds, and grappling, but you are not allowed to use extra weapons and tools. If you violate this, you will be disqualified from the exam, understand?"

Chen Chuan nodded, "Student understands."

"Alright, hurry up and finish."

Chen Chuan walked to the side, took off his hat, and also took off his satchel, while calming his breathing.

Liu Cai was standing next to him. He glanced at it, and it was nothing at first, but when he saw Chen Chuan's satchel, he suddenly froze, and then looked at it carefully a few more times, his mood suddenly turned bad.

When he saw Chen Chuan before, because the latter was sitting down, with the table blocking him, he didn't see this satchel, but now that he saw it clearly, he could confirm that it was the standard satchel of the Patrol Bureau, and there was also a number on it, which meant that someone in his family not only worked in the Patrol Bureau, but was not an ordinary patrolman.

In Yangzhi City, besides the security team of Molan Company, the Patrol Bureau was the largest violent institution, and it was very united internally. If something happened to this student, someone might come looking for trouble for him.

He cursed inwardly, quickly took a few steps, found Shan Xiong leaning against the wall, and said in a low voice, "This matter, I think we should forget about it, give your brother some face."

Shan Xiong turned his head suddenly, his eyes becoming dangerous, "Are you playing with me?"

Liu Cai leaned back involuntarily, explaining, "No, listen to me..."

At this time, a shout came from the front, "Where are the students for the assessment duel? Hurry up! What are you dawdling for?"

It was too late to change his mind at this time, so Liu Cai had to shut up. Shan Xiong pointed at him with his finger, then stretched his shoulders and neck, and walked over lazily.

Liu Cai was helpless, and could only hope in his heart that Shan Xiong would be a little gentler.

Shan Xiong put on his gloves on one side, tapped his fists against each other, and walked to the middle of the arena, showing Chen Chuan an unkind smile, who was already standing opposite him.

He originally planned to teach Chen Chuan a lesson and vent his anger, but after being persuaded by Liu Cai just now, he became angry and decided to give Chen Chuan a good beating.

Chen Chuan looked at Shan Xiong, he noticed the undisguised malice in the other's eyes, and he couldn't help but become vigilant, learning from the appearance he had seen in books, raising his fists and posing.

Shan Xiong grinned, he didn't use his fists at all, he lifted his knee and turned his hip, and kicked a high whip kick!

Liu Cai's heart skipped a beat when he saw this kick.

It's going to be bad!

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