Budo: Age of Chi

Chapter 175 Investing
"Seniors, student Meng De."

He continued to prostrate, showing a little panic, but more excitement.

"Yo, a junior is here, Lao Zhou, looking for you."

The arena was still lively, but most people still turned their heads to look at Meng De.

Lao Zhou, who was sitting in the main seat, had a cigarette dangling from his mouth, wore glasses, had neatly combed hair, and was also wearing a suit.

Nearly 30 years old, well-dressed.

However, the temperament is very different.

And probably because they are all acquaintances, there is no sitting statue.

He took off his shoes and squatted on a chair in white socks, holding a card in his hand, fighting the landlord with the two people in front of him.

"oh oh."

Lao Zhou glanced at Meng De and said:

"Wait a minute, I'll be done soon."

Meng De has nothing to do, he has privileges, and these big guys also have their privileges.

Don't wait for a while, it doesn't hurt to wait a day.

There are people who stand at the door of these true energy masters and wait for a week and a month, maybe they don't even look down on them.

And this boss Zhou said that the fight will be over soon, and it is indeed right away.

With few cards in his hand, he lost within half a minute.

He took out a few cigarettes from the pile of loose cigarettes in front of him and handed them to the two winners.

This is their bet, each with a small pile of loose smoke in front of them.

It is estimated that they are real friends, and they made a small bet to enjoy themselves.

Of course, it is not ruled out that there are some references behind the scenes.

Meng De was diverging his thoughts, and Mr. Zhou put on his shoes and shouted:
"Lu Hong, come here, I'll take Meng De to Lie Zangshu Pavilion."

"Okay, President, just look at it, let me win back all the cigarettes for you today."

Lu Hong stepped forward with a smile, without any stage fright.

"Haha, pure bragging."

"Usually I don't see you so confident, have you washed your hands?"

The other two true qi masters laughed and joked.

"Let's go."

Boss Zhou led the way and handed him a cigarette. Meng De took it, put it on his ear, and followed step by step.

He didn't want to touch these things before he was in the Real Qi Realm.

But the boss personally handed you the cigarettes, you don’t have to smoke, and it’s a bit bad if you don’t pick it up.

"Are you from Weiqu City?"

Boss Zhou confirmed again.

"Yes."

After getting an affirmative answer, Mr. Zhou smiled even more and took the initiative to get closer.

"That's right, my hometown is also in Weiqu City, and I only moved to Lingguan City from my parents' generation.

My name is Zhou Jieming, and Zhou Yuanfeng is my great-grandfather. He works as an elder and referee part-time at the Martial Arts Union Branch of Weiqu City. You should have met him along the way. "

Meng De clicked his tongue in his heart, but he was not surprised.

The more upper-class people are, the easier it is to get close relatives and avoid unavoidable things.

Circles and classes.

"Yes, senior Zhou Yuanfeng, his sword is still young, and he can suppress heroes with just a snap of his fingers.

Before in Weiqu City, he was the one who helped the boy to uphold justice. "

"Oh, I haven't heard him talk about it before, please talk about it carefully."

Zhou Jieming was interested, so Meng De described what happened that day in detail.

Zhou Jieming couldn't help laughing when he heard that Meng De not only killed the other party's disciple, but also cheated the other party of 300 million yuan.

"You boy, you are quite good at it!"

Zangshu Pavilion is said to be Zangshu Pavilion, but it is actually a modern library.

And it's just one floor below the top floor.

The lights are bright, and it is divided into four major areas: basic, attack, body protection, and body skills.

In each of the four regions, there is a strong man in the Fascia Realm guarding them.

In the center of the district, there was an old man with a terrifying aura lying on a rocking chair, drinking tea and reading a book, with silvery white hair, ruddy face, and sleepy clothes.

Meng De's heart trembled, and vaguely, he felt like a sharp sword was hanging above his head, and the huge coercion made him feel suffocated.

It's completely different from the feeling of true energy, stronger and more terrifying than true energy!
He dares to guarantee that this shit is definitely a terrifying existence above the Real Qi Realm!
The author of the novel is not deceiving me, among occupations such as sweeping the floor and librarian, there are indeed some masters!

Meng De had a sense of propriety, looked at him twice, but stopped watching.

These four districts are roughly divided into three districts.

One is martial arts below the true energy level, and the other is martial arts above the true energy level.

There is another one, the smallest room and the least number.

Obviously, this is not something that I can touch now.

"You are still a student and underage, so you don't need to read the basic method.

Let me talk about it first, what kind of martial arts do you want? "

Meng De didn't care about his identity being seen through.

As the president of the Martial Arts Federation of Changlong Province, Zhou Jieming not only has energy, but also has vision.

Even if he doesn't ask people to check Mengde's identity, he can know where Mengde is from just by experience.

After thinking about it carefully, Meng De decided to focus on saving his life first.

"Agility, Senior Zhou, I need a movement technique that can fight and run.

If it doesn't work, it's good to be able to run. "

"That's it"

Zhou Jieming brought Meng De to the Shenfa area. After thinking for a while, he took out dozens of books from the martial arts community above the Zhenqi level and put them on the desk.

And at the entrance of the room, he took two tablets and opened them.

"That's all, you sit down and look at the index first."

"so much?"

Meng De was surprised and almost caught up with the bottom of Yucai Middle School.
No, it should be said that it is almost catching up with the government's background!

Zhou Jieming shrugged and said with a smile:
"Do you really think that the so-called [National Association for Promoting the Sound Development of Martial Arts], with the word folk, is really a pure folk force?"

"I see."

Meng De was stunned and didn't dare to ask more questions.

【Eight Steps to Catch Cicada】,【Secret Skills of Traveling Dragon】, 【Lingbo Weibu】, 【Fish and Dragon Dance in 49】, 【Running into the Sea Kung Fu】, 【Fantasy Dream Body Technique】, 【Access to Heaven Step】.
Meng De was very patient and watched the introduction carefully.

Zhou Jieming also leaned back on the seat, raised his legs, his feet were still shaking, and helped Meng De to check.

At the same time, he was not idle, smoking a cigarette, and said like a second generation ancestor:

"Xiao De, you are only 17 years old, and you are nearly 13 years away from turning [-].

Have you ever thought about continuing to fight in the martial arts competition? "

Meng De raised his eyebrows, feeling that there was something in the words.

"Senior Zhou, you also know my identity. Personally, I think it's better to use it first."

"Don't rush to say no."

Without raising his head, Zhou Jieming slid on the tablet and said:
"You also know that personally helping you choose martial arts and giving you advice, this is the treatment only available to the top three.

But for a genius like you, we are not old-fashioned, and we are willing to make an exception for you.

The fundamental reason is investment.

And if you help our Changlong Province attract traffic, we will not treat you badly. This is a matter of mutual benefit.

In 12 years, you can still play for 12 years.

As long as you agree, you will come to participate in these four times and get the top three results. We will give you the first prize every time.

If you win first place, double! "

Zhou Jieming didn't hide it, he said it very clearly.

You are useful to me, and we are also useful to you.

Help each other and benefit together.

Meng De remained silent. This condition is indeed acceptable.

In 12, although there were four competitions, it seemed that the time would not be too long. In total, it took nearly three months.

But it was still a bit low for him to agree.

(End of this chapter)