Chapter 65: Accompanying Guests
Chapter 65: Accompanying Guests
The training ground was in a mess, and the stone wall running across the center collapsed.
The rocks were broken into pieces, and the ground was covered with gravel and sand, with no place to step.
Li Hao looked at the ground of the martial arts training ground: ...
A thoughtful look appeared on his face. It seemed that Zhou You's special skills were well practiced and were beginning to show power.
Earlier, when he heard the owner of the hall teaching the triple-fold technique, although he was shocked, he was not envious.
Because Li Hao's family-inherited Thousand Troops Breaking Evil Fist also contains an extremely powerful trick.
Li Hao's father was an officer guarding the city gates. He had a high level of strength and accumulated merits, which he exchanged for a unique skill and was allowed to pass on to his descendants.
"The general takes off his armor and puts on his armor."
The army's unique killing skills have special power. Once mastered, they are enough to make one stand out among the powerful warriors.
Li Hao practiced hard day and night, and deliberately built a stone wall to prevent Zhou You from seeing him.
Unexpectedly, before he knew it, Zhou You had already mastered a set of moves that was in no way inferior to his.
"Wind Chasing Triple Technique."
Li Hao looked at the mess on the ground and valued Zhou You as his partner even more.
He thought about finding Zhou You and asking him if he was willing to practice with him.
The power of the Wind Chasing Triple Technique can serve as a learning experience and help hone his family's unique skills.
"Zhou You is not in the room?"
"There are guests coming to visit, and the eldest brother asked him to go over and entertain the guests."
When Li Hao heard the news, he was stunned. Accompanying guests?
He is an apprentice. Is he qualified to accompany such guests?
……
"Hahaha, Wang Lao Hu, Lao Mao, I'm here to visit you!"
"I haven't got anything good lately, so I brought you two kilograms of tea."
A loud noise made the roof tiles buzz and rattle, and the echo reverberated in the corners of the inner courtyard.
Zhou You glanced at the owner of the voice out of the corner of his eye. He was a tall, thin old man with eyebrows as thick as weeds.
Don't be fooled by his plain appearance, he is of extraordinary status.
Jiba Martial Arts School is a large martial arts school in Gongliang City. It is very famous and is on par with Jianxiong Martial Arts School.
The tall and thin old man is the owner of Jiba Martial Arts School, Mao Laoliu, who is also one of the famous martial artists.
His visit today had nothing to do with Zhou You.
Zhou You was sitting at home, planning to go out and buy some stones so that he could finish repairing the stone wall before Li Hao returned.
Unexpectedly, the eldest senior brother asked him to go to the inner courtyard, saying that he was to entertain guests.
"Accompanying guests?"
Zhou You was shocked at the time. How could he have the chance to appear at such a high-end social event?
Later I found out that it was an order from the museum owner Wang Jianxiong, so even though I didn't understand it, I had to obey.
Zhou You came to the inner courtyard and stood at the very edge, because all those present were inner courtyard disciples, and he was the one with the lowest seniority.
What does it mean to be the last one in line? This is his current situation.
Zhou You kept silent, and in fact no one spoke to him.
Being in the circle of inner court disciples, he didn't know anyone familiar except Shen Sijing.
He watched quietly and suddenly discovered a situation: it seemed that Wang Jianxiong and Mao Laoliu were not in harmony with each other!
"Here, wild tea from the mountains is not worth much, but it is valuable because it is rare."
Mao Laoliu introduced his tea, "I and my beloved disciple went into the mountains to pick tea, and only the most dangerous cliffs can be found."
"Hey, Wang Lao Hu, I heard that the hunters in the mountains have been raising the price recently, so the tigers I sell to you are not cheap anymore."
"Not really. You just defeated the Dazhuang Fist and are gaining popularity. How dare a few hunters challenge you?"
Wang Jianxiong said calmly, "People who eat in the mountains don't live long. I won't bother with them."
Every word and sentence is full of thorns and carries a strong smell of gunpowder.
Zhou You broke into a sweat, wondering if a fight would break out on the spot!
He glanced at the group of people brought by Mao Laoliu again. Well, they were basically all Qi and Blood warriors.
There are exceptions... He was a sturdy and wild young man with much thicker body hair than ordinary people. He looked like a savage.
The young man was very observant. He was aware of Zhou You's glance at him for a second longer and glared at him fiercely.
Zhou You saw wildness and cruelty in his eyes, which were unique characteristics of animals.
The ambitious young man is the only powerful warrior among Mao Laoliu's many disciples.
"Mao Laoliu, thank you for the tea."
Wang Jianxiong puffed on his cigarette and said loudly, "Yan'er, Uncle Mao sent some tea leaves. Make a pot of tea eggs for Dad someday."
Tea eggs, what a treat!
The owner of the museum was a shrewd man and fought back without saying a word.
Mao Laoliu's expression at that time was very interesting.
A clear female voice sounded, "Okay, Dad."
The person who came was Wang Jianxiong's only daughter, Wang Yan, who had always been regarded as the apple of his eye.
"Uncle Mao."
Wang Yan was a pretty and lively girl, wearing a pearl hairpin on her head. She saluted Mao Laoliu gracefully.
Mao Laoliu sighed and said, "How could your father, a rough man, give birth to such a precious daughter?"
Then he took out a finger-sized jade stone from his sleeve and said, "Use it to carve a small thing."
There is a thin layer of stone shell on the surface of the jade, but it cannot cover up the emerald green jade luster. It is obvious at first glance that it is not an ordinary item.
Wang Jianxiong knew what was good, and nodded, "Take it, it's a good thing."
He then said to Mao Laoliu, "Mao Laoliu, you gave me two kilograms of broken tea leaves, but you were willing to give me Yan'er a fine jade."
"Tell me, what do you want me to do for you today?"
Mao Laoliu suddenly said, "Mao Lang, come here."
The ambitious boy pricked up his ears, an action that made him look like a wild beast like a fox or a bobcat.
Upon hearing this, he immediately jumped over the other disciples and came in front of Mao Laoliu, "Master."
"This is my new apprentice, Mao Lang."
"He climbed up the steep cliffs and picked those wild tea leaves one by one as a gift to me, Lao Mao."
Mao Laoliu waved his hand and said, "My dear niece, the tea eggs are ready. Don't forget to give me two."
"Uncle Mao, my father was just joking. He was reluctant to waste the good tea you gave him, so he kept it for his taste."
After Mao Laoliu introduced Mao Lang, he casually asked, "When Dazhuang Boxing kicked off, it was normal for you to win all three matches. I'm not surprised."
"I heard that the first round was full of new faces. Could it be that they were also new recruits of yours?"
It’s my turn. Zhou You perked up when he heard this.
"Ahem, that's right. A beginner apprentice hasn't learned anything real."
"What is the foundation of Dazhuang Fist? Is it worthy for me to pick out the best disciple to deal with it?"
Wang Jianxiong waved his hand nonchalantly, "Zhou You, come over and meet the owner of the thatched cottage."
Zhou You knew what was going on, and asked him to come and accompany the guests just to deal with this situation.
He took two steps forward and respectfully saluted Wang Jianxiong, "Master Mao."
Mao Laoliu glanced at Zhou You, couldn't see anything special about him, and nodded at him.
"Mao Laoliu, your disciple is quite interesting!"
Wang Jianxiong looked Mao Lang up and down and found something unusual.
Mao Lang was full of wildness, with protruding tendons and joints, and his eyes flashed with a brilliance that was different from that of ordinary people.
Mao Laoliu finally waited for this sentence and laughed, "My disciple killed a beast with his own hands."
Hearing this, Wang Jianxiong's eyes widened, "Is this true?"
"Of course it is real, more real than real gold."
Looking at Mao Laoliu's smug expression, Wang Jianxiong understood that this old guy came here deliberately to show off.
(End of this chapter)