This club recruitment was similar to a food festival. The official would provide the venue, and then each club would set up a stall in its own venue to promote itself. They were generally located on both sides of the venue. The stage in the middle used for the entrance ceremony speeches in the morning was still there, with long microphone cords extending from the bottom of the stage to the center of the stage, but no one went on stage. In a gymnasium like this without any obstacles, just standing in the middle and looking around, you can basically know what clubs there are in the school. It is precisely because of this that almost all the clubs have brought out all of their most valuable treasures. Souvenirs such as baseball bats, footballs, basketballs, etc. signed by celebrities, which usually can be auctioned for extremely high prices on the market, are directly displayed at the recruitment site as exhibits that can be seen everywhere. It may not seem like a big deal at first, but don't forget that this school prohibits students from going out. The only reason they can go out is to participate in club competitions, except for dropping out of school. And if you want to get items signed by sports stars in club competitions, it has to be at least a national-level event. The most exaggerated thing was the swimming club, which directly brought a high-pressure oxygen chamber. I don’t know how they got it. Using these kinds of things for display can, to a large extent, reflect the strength of the school club. "Sorry, everyone. I want to go to the football club first. Remember to call me when you come back." As expected, as a football fan, Yosuke Hirata was immediately attracted by the banner of the football club.
"Yeah, okay." Yukinoshita Haruno smiled and nodded. "After all, everyone has different interests and hobbies, so it's not appropriate to go shopping together. Anyway, let's move around freely first. When we feel that we have finished shopping, we can gather here. If anyone hasn't returned by the time we leave, I will call to confirm." "Understood~" "Kushida-san, Karuizawa-san, shall we go and take a look too?" "Okay, let's go together." "Let's go, let's go~" As if they had received permission from their leader, after just a few words, the people in Class D who had been following the former like a hundred demons parading at night instantly dispersed and walked in groups of two or three towards the clubs they were interested in. The only two people left there were Wu Yi and Yukinoshita Haruno. "Student Wu Yi, don't you want to go take a look?" The girl smiled and turned her head to look at the boy in sunglasses who was a head taller than her. "Hmm..." Wu Yi grinned and pinched his chin, making a confused sound, "I would like to, but after looking around, there doesn't seem to be any club that I would like to join." "How about trying to join the Judo Club?" Yukinoshita Haruno pointed in the direction of the club's recruitment office where the judo club's sign was hung. Wu Yi looked in the direction and found that the layout of the Judo Club's recruitment office was much simpler than that of other clubs. After all, the only things on display were people, unlike other clubs which had their own exhibits. There was a table at the Judo Club with a plaque in front of it, and several people around it who looked like senior members of the Judo Club. Among them were handsome seniors who were tall and strong with muscular chest, and beautiful senior sisters with fair skin, long legs and slim waist. They all wore white judo uniforms with red belts tied around their waists neatly. Judging from the aura, he is basically at the level of a second-rate national player. However, it still doesn’t work...it’s too far away.
Here we have to mention the difference between the external fighting world and the internal fighting world. The so-called boxing world is mostly large-scale competitions organized by national or regional officials. Most of these competitions use effective striking and scoring as the main means of winning. Although there are cases where people are beaten to death or disabled, compared to the brutality of the private and secret fighting world where one party must voluntarily surrender or lose consciousness and be unable to fight or even die before the game is considered over, the intensity of the competitions in the table fighting world can really only be regarded as daily mutual practice between club members. It can be said that the form fighting world is based on the inner fighting world and is built on a safer and friendlier basis. As for how the fighting world was formed, that is an even bloodier and darker history. In short, at least in the form of fighting, there will be referees standing by to stop the fight, while the referees in the martial arts world are only responsible for two things. - Announce the start and end of the game. Therefore, usually only those who dominate all weights in a certain field in the form fighting world can occupy a place in the fighting world. The first and second largest competitions in the fighting world are Kengan and Purgatory, and below them there are Bishamon and so on. The problem is that Wu Yi has been thrown into boxing competitions since he was fourteen. If someone of his level is thrown into a high school club, he will probably be kicked out on the day he enters the club for maliciously maiming his fellow club members. “…Let’s just forget it.” At the same time, there seemed to be an inexplicable commotion coming from the front of the venue. The person who openly walked on the stage in full view of the public was a boy about meters tall. He looked tall and slender, with neat glasses under his refreshing short black hair. His sharp and intellectual eyes could be seen through the colorless resin lenses. He came to the center of the stage and stood in front of the microphone, then said nothing. The abnormal behavior attracted the attention of many freshmen. “Please come on!” "Did you forget to take the manuscript?" "Hahahaha!" The mixed sounds of cheering and laughter from the audience had no effect on the boy with glasses on the stage. He just stood there quietly, not moving a muscle. Moreover, Yukinoshita Haruno also noticed that the seniors from the club who were originally welcoming the new students stopped explaining after the boy with glasses came on stage, and tacitly remained silent. After a brief burst of excitement, the atmosphere quickly cooled down. "What on earth is that guy trying to do? At least say something." Some students were dumbfounded. From this moment on, a silent atmosphere silently invaded the entire venue. An invisible and intangible pressure filled the air, and the students who were still talking in the previous second shut their mouths one after another. At this moment, it was Wu Yi, who had always looked completely indifferent, who spoke, and a lazy voice came from Yukinoshita Haruno's ears. "Ah~ This kind of person again, I hate him the most. He obviously has something to say and hopes everyone can be quiet and listen, but he has to put on a cold face and say, 'You guys keep arguing, I won't say anything until you finish arguing'. He just refuses to talk properly, as if he would lose face if he doesn't speak unless others beg him to. It's so boring... If you have the guts, just don't say it." "Well, that's true in theory, but—" Yang Nai suddenly stopped talking in the middle of her words. Sensing something was wrong, she turned around abruptly, only to be surprised to find that the person who had just been gesticulating beside her had disappeared without a trace. A huge drop of cold sweat appeared behind the girl's head.
"Ah, where are the people?" "..." When the deathly silence in the venue lasted for about thirty seconds, the boy with glasses on the stage seemed to think it was enough, so he leaned forward slightly, straightened the microphone slightly, and spoke calmly. ——I’m Horikita Manabu, the student council president. Yang Noi read this meaning from the other person's mouth shape from afar. But miraculously, no sound came from the broadcast in the venue. Uh, dumb? Everyone was surprised. But it was obviously not the case, as could be seen from the face of the student union president who was also showing a slightly surprised expression on the stage. He picked up the microphone and clapped it, then cleared his throat. Still no sound came out, and I tried several times with absolutely no effect. This went on for several minutes, and in the end, we almost had to call the maintenance personnel over. Finally, a student in the front row noticed the blind spot and pointed at an empty spot on the stage and shouted. "Look! The microphone cord is broken!" The microphone cable is...broken? Before Yukinoshita Haruno could react, the phone in her hand suddenly vibrated. I picked it up and saw that it was a text message. Sent by Wu Yi. [I remembered something. You guys can go first and don’t have to wait for me. ] Volume 7: Chapter Late-night meeting at the swimming pool From the time when the sun was shining brightly to the time when the sun was setting, the number of first-year students participating in activities on campus kept decreasing, until finally there were almost no people on the streets. After all, we are no longer elementary school students and are not that enthusiastic about exploring the campus. After the initial novelty wears off, the only thing left for most people is to go back to the dormitory, rest early, and concentrate on preparing for the next full semester of study. Of course, the main reason is that this school, including faculty and staff, has less than a thousand people in total, and only a pitiful four hundred students, but it occupies an area as large as an entire town. You have to know that generally speaking, a town in Japan has a population of at least 5,000. But this also made it easier for Wu Yi to act. After an unprecedented public torturing of the student council president on the first day of school, he had been wandering around the school for about five hours straight. From noon till dusk, he did three things in total.
The first thing was to spend thirty points to buy a relatively economical and durable oil-based ballpoint pen at the school cultural center. The second thing was to go to the copy shop on campus and spend seventy points to print a super-large, detailed campus map. The third is what he is doing now. "Phaseone, done~" After marking the last key location of the North Campus on the large folded campus map in his hand, Wu Yi stretched lazily with his back to the fiery afterglow of the sunset. He felt like a little mute doing reconnaissance on Cayo Perico. However, the size and complexity of this school still exceeded his expectations. Although it is divided into only two campuses, north and south, it seems that only half of it can be marked in five hours, so it will take another five hours to explore the rest. Actually it is not. The North Campus is mainly used to store various large equipment on campus and is not used for housing or living, so the conditions in all aspects are relatively simple. Although it covers 40% of the entire campus, it only has three main building complexes. In comparison, the South Campus has about... a dozen buildings? What's more, there are also commercial centers and so on, so overall Wu Yi has achieved at best 10% of the total progress today, maybe even less. But there is no need to rush, there will be plenty of time in the future. "Anyway, let's go back to the dormitory first, then go to the restaurant to have dinner, and then it's time to..." Talking to himself, Wu Yi turned his head and looked in the direction of the school swimming pool. …… The perspective changed, and it was seven o'clock in the evening. The sky was completely dark, and the night sky was full of twinkling stars and the bright moon was hanging high in the sky. All the lights in the huge swimming pool were turned off, the smell of disinfectant filled the air, and quietness was the main theme of this space. It’s no wonder that not many people would go out to swim so late at night, not to mention that tomorrow is the first day of school. But the problem is that the swimming pool on campus has been open since yesterday. Theoretically, it will remain open from six in the morning to ten at night every day, regardless of whether there are students swimming or not. Turning off the lights so early as seven o'clock is undoubtedly against the rules. It's obvious that someone did this on purpose. boom--! Suddenly, a slight sound like a rumble of thunder broke the silence. It came from the direction of the diving pool. The moonlight shone into the swimming pool through the tall ventilation windows, and a pair of sunglasses was quietly placed beside the diving pool. At the same time, in the pitch-black water three and a half meters deep, Wu Yi was hovering vertically with his eyes closed in a fighting stance, his black hair floating upwards against gravity as if being pulled by some mysterious force. The cold moonlight refracted through the water surface into the underwater world. He tensed his muscles and prepared to go. In terms of muscle dimensions, Wu Yi is far inferior to those classical bodybuilders, but he also does not pursue the beauty and coordination of overall lines like bodybuilders. Instead, it is far more extreme and more anti-Olympic than that. It has both explosiveness and endurance, flexibility and defense. It is a perfect body that is extremely specialized for combat and killing. The extraordinary visual impact gives people a unique sense of hideous beauty just by looking at it.
The next second, Wu Yi, who was in the water, suddenly moved. Bang-! A lightning-fast jab was thrown out, followed by muffled thunder, and part of the surface of the swimming pool suddenly sank. The terrifying force contained in the fist violently stirred up a strong water flow, forming a whirlpool. Wu Yi steadied his body to prevent himself from being carried away by inertia. He dodged sideways at the moment of retracting his fist, and then launched a backhanded upward elbow strike followed by a spinning high kick. The extremely sharp attack cut through the underwater vacuum zone like a flash of arc light. The attacks continued, and each one contained the power to make a grown man's head explode on the spot. The originally calm surface of the swimming pool was completely boiling under this series of actions.
