Chapter 5 Punching a Wooden Stake, Tonic Soup

After the boxing training, the next test is to hit the wooden stakes.

The servants will use their fists to break the wooden stakes buried in the ground.

This project tests the hardness of bones and the power of qi and blood.

After all, only after practicing boxing to the basics, with vigorous qi and blood, and gradually hardening the joints, can the wooden stakes be broken.

"Hey, ha!"

A servant shouted, his arm muscles bulged, and punched out.

With a snap, the wooden stake broke.

A hand next to him lowered his head and wrote down the corresponding numbers on paper.

For a while, the whole martial arts field was filled with the sound of hey and ha, interspersed with the sound of wooden stakes breaking, and the painful groans after the failure of hitting.

Zhao Ya secretly observed and found that the average level of most people was about three to four wooden stakes.

Those who were slightly stronger could only break five wooden stakes at most, and he couldn't help but have a certainty in his heart.

"Are you ready?" At this time, a hand asked Zhao Ya.

Zhao Ya nodded, rolled up his sleeves and walked to a wooden stake. He pushed it with his hands to feel the hardness of the stake, then clenched his palm into a fist and punched it hard.

Crack.

The stake broke with a crisp sound.

The eyes of the porter lit up.

Unlike those who were grinning and screaming, Zhao Ya remained calm from beginning to end.

It was as if this was not a wooden stake, but a piece of dead wood.

After breaking the stake in front of him, Zhao Ya did not stop and ran to the next one.

Crack, crack, crack.

After several sounds, Zhao Ya broke eight wooden stakes as if chopping melons and vegetables, and then he stopped, quietly calmed his blood, and nodded to the porter.

"Zhao Ya, eight wooden stakes."

The porter shouted, attracting the attention of many people.

After all, this result is the highest record so far.

For a moment, many people's eyes on Zhao Ya changed subtly.

Meng Lei, the chief escort sitting on the stage, naturally noticed this scene.

When he saw that the one who broke eight wooden stakes was Zhao Ya, who had left a good impression on him when practicing the Five Tiger Fist before, Meng Lei couldn't help but nod secretly.

This young man has been in the escort agency for a short time and can perform so well. He is indeed a promising talent.

At this moment, a burst of exclamation suddenly came from somewhere in the martial arts field.

"How many are there?"

"Ten!"

"Hiss, so powerful, is this guy going to break all the remaining wooden stakes today?"

Amid the discussion, Wei Yu's figure flashed, his fists stacked, and the wooden stakes broke wherever he passed.

This scene immediately attracted the attention of the whole audience.

Even Meng Lei couldn't help but stand up to watch.

Crack, crack, crack.

The sound of breaking was endless, and in a blink of an eye, the number of wooden stakes broken in Wei Yu's hands reached a terrifying sixteen.

At this time, there were only the last two wooden stakes left in the field.

At this moment, Wei Yu suddenly roared, rushed forward like a tiger, and then punched out with both fists.

With two clicks, the two wooden stakes broke at the same time.

Then Wei Yu stood still, raised his head, and looked very proud.

"Wei Yu, eighteen wooden stakes!"

The whole audience was boiling in an instant.

"Hiss, eighteen wooden stakes, has this guy already completed the bone refining?"

"This kid is really so terrifying."

Amid the noise, Meng Lei laughed loudly and walked down the high platform to Wei Yu.

"Good, the fist is vigorous, and it is true that heroes come from young people."

Wei Yu bowed his head and clasped his fists, "The chief escort is too kind."

Although he was humble, the arrogance on his face still betrayed his true thoughts.

Meng Lei patted him on the shoulder, encouraged him a few more times, and then turned back to the stage.

"I am very satisfied with this martial arts performance. Although a small number of people performed slightly worse, it can be seen that most people have worked hard on boxing."

"Nowadays, heroes are emerging in this world, and strong people are everywhere. If you want to gain a foothold, you must practice diligently. After all, kung fu will not let you down. If you pay, it will give you rewards."

Meng Lei talked freely on the stage, but Zhao Ya was immune to such chicken soup talk. He glanced at Wei Yu standing in the front row.

This young man's strength is indeed good.

Although Zhao Ya felt that if he exerted his full strength, he could also break a large number of wooden stakes.

But he still didn't do that. After all, being too prominent often caused unnecessary trouble.

In contrast, he would rather be a middle-class person who is neither good nor bad.

As if he felt Zhao Ya's gaze, Wei Yu turned his head and looked over, and the eyes of both sides met.

Zhao Ya smiled slightly.

But Wei Yu only raised his eyebrows, then ignored Zhao Ya and turned back.

Faced with this silent contempt, Zhao Ya just smiled and didn't take it to heart.

But he didn't say anything, but Tan Dong next to him was a little angry.

He saw what happened just now, so he whispered angrily: "Old Zhao, this kid is really arrogant, do you want to teach him a lesson?"

"Okay, then you go and teach him a lesson for me." Zhao Ya said lightly.

Tan Dong shrank his neck and said awkwardly: "I can't do it. I just broke two wooden stakes with my life, and my hands are still hurting now."

"Then why are you saying this?"

"Isn't this because I'm angry for you? And if I can't teach him a lesson, can't you? Don't think I can't see that you didn't even sweat just now, you are clearly hiding your incompetence..."

Zhao Ya glanced at Tan Dong, "If you don't speak, no one will think you are dumb."

Tan Dong closed his mouth and dared not say more.

At this time, Meng Lei on the stage finally finished his chicken soup.

"Wei Yu, Zhao Ya, Zhou Hua, Luo Feng, you guys stay, the rest of you can go."

Zhao Ya's heart moved, knowing that the highlight was coming.

Sure enough.

After the rest of the people dispersed, Meng Lei gathered Zhao Ya and the other four and announced a few things.

The first is that the monthly salary of Zhao Ya and others has increased.

Zhao Ya's previous monthly salary was one tael and two coins of silver, and now it has been adjusted directly to two taels.

This is not the highest, Wei Yu's monthly salary has reached as much as three taels.

But this benefit is not worth mentioning compared with what Meng Lei announced later.

In the future, lunch for Zhao Ya and the other four will be provided by the escort agency.

Don't underestimate this meal. In Meng Lei's words, this meal is cooked with bloody beast meat.

The most important thing is that after the meal, there is a bowl of tonic soup made with various precious medicinal materials, which has a miraculous effect on replenishing qi and blood and strengthening physical strength.

Once this condition came out, even Zhao Ya had to be tempted, let alone the other three.

"Thank you for the cultivation of the escort agency. We will remember it and work hard for the escort agency." Luo Feng, the youngest person next to him, was so excited that he directly expressed his loyalty.

Meng Lei laughed, "It's not necessary to work hard. As long as you four practice well, it will be the biggest reward for the escort agency."

"Okay, you three go back and rest, Wei Yu, you come with me."

Meng Lei called Wei Yu alone and led him away.

"Brother Wei has the favor of the chief escort, and this can be regarded as a step up." Luo Feng said with envy.

In comparison, Zhou Hua was much calmer. He just glanced at Wei Yu's back and then turned and left.

"Brother Zhao, we are now like-minded people, do you want to go out and celebrate?" Luo Feng said excitedly.

Zhao Ya smiled and shook his head, "Forget it, I have something else to do, let's do it another day."

Then he turned around and left.