Gao Wu: My martial arts training relies solely on hard work

Chapter 114: Kidney or heart?

"Five colors of luck, phoenix hovering, yes, this is the destiny of the born phoenix."

"Her luck alone is as good as a hundred people like Lu Yao and Wang Quan."

"No, in terms of quality, none of a thousand can compare to her alone."

"Quick, quick, before she grows up, squeeze her dry."

"If her transformation is completed and only the golden color remains, with your way of doing things, not only will you not be able to seize her luck, I'm afraid she will be sucked back."

The excited message of the Vulcan Cauldron spirit echoed in Zhao Xuan's mind.

Zhao Xuan followed the good example and said, "Please give me some advice from this girl."

The plain-looking girl immediately blushed and waved her hands repeatedly: "It wasn't me, who accidentally pushed me? A little girl has little martial arts, how dare she compete with a young hero?"

Born into a noble family, bloodline is the first priority, talent is second, and appearance is the third.

The legitimate sons and grandsons with superior talents often get the best resources.

The second one is the side branch with superior talent.

No matter how bad it is, you can use your appearance to win over children from poorer families with superior talents, and give birth to children with the same or other surnames who are of the same family's blood and have excellent talents.

As for Wang Xianrong who was pushed out, unfortunately, all three items were average.

She was born as a concubine with ordinary blood.

Average qualifications, average talent.

The facial features are not bad, but the complexion is dark and yellow, so the appearance is average.

For this reason, she was often bullied by her peers in the Wang family.

Wang Xianrong knew very well that some people pushed her out not because they liked her, but because they wanted to see her laugh.

After all, Wang Quan, who is quite outstanding among his peers, was almost defeated by a young hero from the Zhenwu Sect face to face, let alone her?

If it's those sisters who are as beautiful as flowers, they might be able to throw themselves into their arms in the name of sparring.

Zhao Shaoxia is compassionate and will show mercy.

It may even lead to a good relationship.

If she had an ordinary appearance, if Zhao Shaoxia were to kill him, wouldn't she have to lie down for several months?
Anyway, she was used to embarrassing things.

There's no need to get hurt.

Zhao Xuan secretly thought it was not good, no good, the duck he got would fly away.

According to the Vulcan Cauldron Artifact Spirit, this one is stronger than the others in the yard put together.

How could he give up so easily?
He was just thinking about how to persuade (fool) the girl to accept the challenge.

An inappropriate voice sounded from the crowd: "Arong, Shaoxia Zhao comes from a famous family. If it hadn't been for the kind invitation of Second Grandpa, you might never have seen such a handsome and handsome man in your life."

"Isn't it just a competition? At most, Young Master Zhao can give you a good beating. You are ugly anyway, so you don't have to worry about being disfigured."

Zhao Xuanwen was famous, but it was a very beautiful girl from the Wang family at the dinner party.

Someone echoed: "Yes, even Ba Ge (Wang Quan) lost, can't you afford to lose?"

Someone taunted you: "Stop playing hard to get. Do you think Zhao Shaoxia will pay attention to you and like your noble qualities through your ugly face?"

Another person slapped the taunter: "You are not allowed to insult Zhao Shaoxia's eyes. He is a good martial artist and handsome, so he will definitely look down on Ah Rong."

Everyone took turns taunting her, causing the girl to lower her head deeply, her eyes turned red, she was full of anger, and her nails dug deeply into her flesh.

Just all kinds of bullying in daily life.

Today, in front of the distinguished guests, they showed no mercy to her.

What if...

On the stage, Wang Jian's eyes flashed.

A middle-aged man immediately shouted: "Arong, whether it is intentional or not, whether it is a misunderstanding or not, when Zhao Shaoxia challenged you, you stood up. According to the rules of the world, you accepted the challenge."

"If you avoid fighting when things get tough, won't you just make your guests laugh and think that I, the Wang family, can't afford to lose?"

"Hurry up and come on, don't embarrass the Wang family and your parents."

Wang Xianrong froze when he heard this and closed his eyes.

When he opened it again, there was no trace of anger in his eyes, only a hint of perseverance.

She bowed to Zhao Xuan and said, "Little girl Wang Xianrong, please give me some advice from Shaoxia Zhao."

She had thought clearly. Once she took action, she would admit defeat as quickly as possible and fight with less force.

Zhao Xuan sighed for a while.

He was still thinking about how to make the girl surrender by any means, but her pig teammates had already sent people to his bowl.

He put the sword back into its sheath and said with a gentle smile: "Girl, don't be nervous. I'll just use my fists and kicks. You and I will stop here."

"But according to the rules, I will take away something precious from you."

Perhaps because he had never been treated gently since he was a child, a look of astonishment appeared on Wang Xianrong's face.

She remembered the joke made by her cousins ​​just now.

Could it be that Zhao Shaoxia, who comes from a famous family, really doesn't care about his appearance?

He also wanted to take something precious from me, could it be my heart?
She looked at Zhao Xuan with watery eyes.

Looking at Zhao Xuan again, he has already adopted the posture of Qingdi Fist: "Girl, please strike first."

Wang Xianrong thought to himself: "He is really gentle."

For a moment, he even forgot to take action.

Zhao Xuan thought she was reluctant and called out in a low voice: "Girl."

"Ah!" Wang Xianrong came back to his senses, Xia Fei's cheeks were raised.

She scolded lightly, stepped forward, shrank and bounced, and came to Zhao Xuan in the blink of an eye, punching Zhao Xuan in the chest and abdomen.

Zhao Xuan took the move very seriously, let her use twenty or thirty moves, and swept her to the ground with one kick.

Before Wang Xianrong's face was about to come into close contact with the floor, he grabbed her wrist.

Logically speaking, this is the end of the competition, and Zhao Xuan has won.

However, Wang Xianrong was unwilling to admit defeat and took the opportunity to hit Zhao Xuan's vitals.

Zhao Xuan closed his legs and clamped her hands.

Between pulls and pulls, Wang Xianrong's head hit Zhao Xuan's lower abdomen.

Zhao Xuan pushed her head away without politeness.

Although he won't look down on something that doesn't look good, he will definitely choose something that looks good for certain things he likes to do.

Wang Xianrong's head was buzzing.

She had seen her married cousin spar with young men from other aristocratic families.

Aren't they all hugging each other?
Zhao Shaoxia is so gentle, why did he push me away?
Zhao Xuan's calm voice came: "This girl, did you win?"

As he spoke, he pressed his fingers and made a clicking sound.

For the sake of his natural destiny, he was already very generous to the other party.

If you are shameless, don't blame him for being rude.

Wang Xianrong felt Zhao Xuan's unkindness.

Sure enough, the growth is not good, the gentleness is only temporary.

She simply nodded: "Little girl, admit defeat."

"I don't know what the young hero wants from the little girl. Just take it."

A concubine who doesn't even love her parents, how can she have anything precious?

Zhao Xuan slowly walked towards Wang Xianrong, while secretly using the technique of seizing luck.

After the cast was completed, he came right in front of her.

He picked a piece of her hair.

The words "Already" came to his lips, and Zhao Xuan suddenly discovered that the luck he had captured was only part of the white, green and purple luck.

The core golden luck is not missing at all.

He quickly swallowed his words and secretly sent a message to the Vulcan Cauldron spirit: "Senior, what is going on?"

The Vulcan Cauldron Weapon Spirit replied: "Did I tell you that there are many ways to win luck?"

"Do you think there is a possibility that there is something special about the way to capture the life of a born phoenix?"

"For example, when he is willing to take away his Yuan Yin, at the moment when water and milk merge together, he can use the technique of seizing luck."

"This can perfectly inherit the golden luck that they were born with."

Zhao Xuan was stunned.

What do you mean?
If he loses his luck, will he still have to lose his virginity?
He glanced at Wang Xianrong, who was sitting on the ground. He wasn't ugly either. It wasn't that he wasn't good... what a piece of shit.

"Is there any other way?"

It’s easy to check one at a time, but what to do afterwards?
Pull out the ruthless?

Regardless of the Wang family, the old man may not agree due to his arrogance.

He couldn't tolerate a disciple who was always in trouble and finally gave up.

Take it with you?

What if someone dies?
As the direct disciple of Zhao Xuan, the master of the main peak, the Taoist couple must report to the sect.

Otherwise, Zhenwumen would have been defeated by the beauty traps of various major forces.

The Vulcan Cauldron Weapon Spirit shouted: "Seizing Yuan Yin is the easiest and most effective way."

"Other than that, unless you can get her to give you her life, you're not as good as practicing double cultivation."

One is for the heart, the other is for the kidneys.

There has to be one of the two.

Zhao Xuan refused to give up and asked: "Other than that, what about the less effective ones?"

The Vulcan Cauldron Weapon Spirit replied: "Aren't you going to say it? It's just as feasible to make her willingly give her life to you."

"Don't say that I didn't remind you that people born with phoenix life are extremely rare. In an era of abundant spiritual energy, those who grow up are all famous and strong."

"When Emperor Yan had [-] beauties in his harem, where are you now?"

"What does it look like to be naughty?"

Zhao Xuan thought about it and decided to use other methods first.

He pulled up Wang Xianrong and whispered: "This matter is not urgent. I will find the girl again after the banquet."

Wang Xianrong blushed to the back of his ears when he heard this.

After the banquet, isn’t it very late?

What does Zhao Shaoxia want to do?
When the time comes, should I welcome you first but then refuse?
Or not.

If Zhao Shaoxia mistakenly thinks that I am unwilling, wouldn't it be self-defeating?

(End of this chapter)