Chapter 8 Fighting for Meat
Actually, everyone originally wanted to challenge on the second day, but because they were so tired from training and sore all over, they really couldn’t stand it, so they waited until the third day.
The reason why everyone collectively challenged An Jing was not because of the phrase "the leader is the leader" taught by One Eye.
In more than half a month, everyone has seen clearly what An Jing's abilities are.
To put it simply, it means being both civil and military.
Those who are better at literature than him are not as good at martial arts, and there is really no one who is better at martial arts than him.
Apart from anything else, during a drill in the village, a big man named Zhan Feng had a conflict with other children.
Although he was only twelve years old, he was eight feet tall, while his opponent looked dark and thin, but was actually surprisingly strong.
The two of them were fighting, and the wind was so strong that no one else could get close.
However, the two of them were pinned down on the table by An Jing with one hand each, unable to move and screaming for mercy.
Therefore, even if it was just 'tacit consent' at first, more than half a month later, everyone has admitted that An Jing is the de facto senior brother.
The results of the extreme test also showed that An Jing's physical strength was the best among everyone present.
But this recognition is based on the absence of interests.
On the day of the test, Anjing had a bowl of braised pork ribs and a bowl of green vegetable and tofu soup for dinner.
The steaming pork ribs are extremely fragrant, and the brown sauce seems to have a spicy medicinal flavor, which can arouse people's appetite. The green vegetable and tofu soup looks ordinary, but it seems to be made from bones. It has a rich fragrance and can be regarded as the work of a chef when it is placed outside.
The food supply in Xuanmingzhuang is sufficient, including chestnut rice broth, beans and rice, and occasionally eggs and tofu, not much but stable.
But that's all.
A big bowl of braised pork ribs, with its aroma of oil and sauce, made the entire canteen tremble the moment it appeared.
An Jing didn't look back at all, but from the rapid breathing, he knew that almost everyone who looked at him had green eyes.
In fact, his own eyes are green.
Without any hesitation, An Jing used the fastest speed to finish off the meat in front of him.
That night, the contented Anjing heard twice as many teeth grinding sounds in the dormitory as before, and all his sleep talk was about "roast meat" and "pork ribs". The almost substantial resentment made him almost fall asleep. Happy.
He knew very well that in the next period of time, he would never be able to live in peace.
But An Jing was not afraid at all.
Steal meat with him?
Ha, what a joke!
No matter who it is, he will never lose!
Anjing ate meat and ribs for three days. After everyone recovered, and under the supervision of the instructor, ten of the thirteen people who completed the entire process asked to challenge Anjing.
"Lien Chan?"
After hearing the rules announced by the instructor, Gu Yeqi, who was following An Jing, opened his already big eyes even wider.
She asked with some confusion: "Professor Li, this doesn't seem fair, does it? Brother Jing... Does An Jing have to defeat all challengers in succession before he can continue to be a senior brother?"
This girl who comes from the same place as An Jing has a lively personality. Every time she meets An Jing, she will happily call out "Brother Jing". After training, she will also bring a bowl of water to An Jing.
This feeling makes An Jing, who has never had a sister, quite novel, so he is also willing to take care of each other and give more guidance on each other's martial arts, so the two have a good relationship.
Of course, An Jing also knew that if he really had a sister, she would never be as warm-hearted and worry-free as Gu Yeqi.
"Yes." Zhang Ying, who was following An Jing with a bruise on his forehead, said unjustly: "And this is too beneficial to the people who challenge later, isn't it? Even if I really win, no one will be convinced!"
"If you are not physically strong, it means you have not practiced enough. If others are not convinced, they can naturally continue to challenge in the next ten days."
The one-eyed instructor, surnamed Li, looked at An Jing with a playful look, obviously intending to test An Jing's skills: "You apprentices, it won't take long to decide the winner. It's impossible, and you don't have the ability to fight." For too long, one mistake can determine the outcome. "If you are really good, it won't take half an hour to defeat ten people in a row."
"Wanting to be a senior brother, the 'leader' of this generation, is not that simple."
What Li Jiaoxi said was right. An Jing didn't think this was unfair. Rather, it was a good opportunity.
A good opportunity to surrender all those who disobey you!
In this challenge, weapons are not allowed. Everyone can choose the wooden sticks, knives, swords and other training tools that they are good at. After all, Dachen martial arts is very popular. It has been exposed to it since childhood, and there are many young people who know how to use weapons.
An Jing chose a short stick as his mace, which was more of a weapon used to block challengers.
The knife used by the first challenger must have been passed down from the butcher's family, and his attack was quite ruthless.
It's not that he is very hostile, but because he knows An Jing's strength very well and knows that if he doesn't use all his strength, he may be knocked down. He doesn't think he can win, but he will fight for the meat!
After bowing to each other, he took the lead and took action, stepping forward. The long knife made an arc and cut into Anjing's inner ring at a tricky angle. However, Anjing could tell at a glance that this man's knife skills were not suitable for long knife but for the sword. It was a pointed meat cleaver, so he had to close the distance to fight, but the long knife in his hand was already long enough, but after he lunged forward, he couldn't swing it smoothly, causing his body's center of gravity to shift.
Seeing the right moment, An Jing took action and pushed aside the challenger's long knife with one stick. Then he stepped forward and pushed, pushing the opponent whose center of gravity was unstable back and wrestling him.
The second challenger was most likely a woodcutter in his ancestry. He was very good at using his axe, and the weapon he chose was quite handy. He was very powerful when he swung it, and it would definitely damage people's muscles and bones when it hit them. Anjing received a blow from the axe, You have to take it easy on the spot.
The only problem is that Anjing is neither firewood nor a tree.
He can move.
An Jing easily dodged the powerful and heavy axe, and then hit the opponent's armpit and chest with a stick, staggering him and making the opponent give up on his own initiative.
The next third and fourth ones were not tough fights. One used a sword and the other used a short spear. After a brief struggle, An Jing found a flaw and defeated them one by one.
Although they have good physical strength and talents, they can survive the Frost Tribulation mostly by relying on the protection of their parents or luck. Even if they have killed people, they mostly rely on luck, and their martial arts skills can only be considered as 'knowledge' .
But Anjing has been practicing martial arts since he was a child. In the wilderness of northern Xinjiang, he killed horse bandits with his mother. He also killed cannibalistic and crazy refugees four or five times. He also had ambushes and frontal fights. His actual combat experience was really poor. too much.
An Jing even had to think about stopping his hand all the time, otherwise the short stick in his hand would subconsciously poke towards the heart or chop towards the neck.
This was also the reason why he only chose a short stick. It was one thing to defeat many challengers and become a legitimate meat-eating senior brother, but it was another thing to accidentally kill a classmate and peer.
"It's too far off."
Li Jiaoxi watched An Jing kill the fifth and sixth opponents like chopping melons and vegetables. He couldn't help but shake his head: "I originally wanted to try this kid's skills, but I didn't expect the gap to be so big."
He looked at the remaining four challengers and was even more dissatisfied: "None of them work."
Among the four challengers, only one had pretty good martial arts skills, and the others could only bully other children. But even so, they were at least three or four levels behind An Jing's performance just now.
And it can be seen from the upcast expression on the girl's face that she has no intention of fighting now at An Jing's level, and I am afraid she will simply admit defeat by then.
At this time, An Jing had defeated the seventh challenger - he didn't even use a weapon this time. He grabbed the long stick with his bare hands, then kicked the opponent back a foot, coughing and waving his hands to admit defeat.
It has just passed a moment now. Ten people might not be able to hold on for a moment and a half, let alone half an hour.
Professor Li frowned. He came with a mission this time. It was a good thing to have a high level of tranquility, but it also did not meet his purpose if it destroyed everyone's morale.
He glanced at the entire audience. Among the more than 200 Sons of Disaster, there were definitely some who were as talented as An Jing. However, precisely because of their high talents, they had long discovered that they lacked actual combat experience and were no match for An Jing.
Those who have actual combat experience and good strength can also see the gap between themselves and An Jing.
Professor Li scanned several potential seeds that he was quite optimistic about, but they didn't have the slightest intention to fight. After looking around, he found one who was watching the battle but was not frightened. Instead, he clenched his fists excitedly. His strength was also good, and he might be against An. Jing is a guy who poses a bit of a threat.
"you."
Li Jiaoxi came directly to the young man, patted his shoulder, then pointed at An Jing and said, "Go and beat him down."
(End of chapter)