Alien Summoning System

Chapter 39 Contradictions
"Come on, let's drink to our Beastmaster, oh no, it should be the future Fighting King!" In Zhuo Ao's castle, Old Jack gave a rare and generous contribution of the red wine he had collected for many years, and raised his glass to celebrate.

Although he is only shortlisted for the top 64 now, in the following battles, there will be a gamble in every match, and with Zhuo Ao's confrontation with that Kuroo from the imperial capital today, at least before the two sides meet, he doesn't think Zhuo Ao will Lose, as an investor, a fighting king is about to be born under his witness, so Old Jack has no reason to be unhappy.

"Blind optimism is the biggest failure of a businessman." Gloria took a sip of the red wine in her glass, glanced at Old Jack lightly, and said coldly.

"That's right." Zhuo Ao nodded, although he has confidence in himself, but the future is always full of variables, no one dares to say what will happen to him tomorrow.

"Hey, let me say, it's rare to be happy, why should you be so disappointed?" Old Jack muttered while drinking his red wine dissatisfied.

"Happiness is like red wine. You can't enjoy it to the full. Eight points are enough, and two points are left as aftertaste. If you use it up once, then you will face endless emptiness and loneliness." Zhuo Ao drank the red wine in the glass, put down the glass and said, "I'm off to training, call me for dinner."

"Hey, I said Zhuo Ao, tomorrow is the official match, why do you have to work so hard? You should relax yourself!" Old Jack wanted to stop Zhuo Ao, but unfortunately, Zhuo Ao's figure had disappeared at the door. Anna and Keya hurriedly followed, Zhuo Ao had already allowed them to watch or follow the practice yesterday.

"What... an incomprehensible man." Old Jack smiled wryly and shook his head.

"This is the difference between you and him. Therefore, he went from being a slave to where he is today step by step, while you have been standing still for so many years. From the very beginning as an investor to now, you can only rely on others Breathing to survive, he will never let himself relax his vigilance and let himself move forward, but you are used to enjoying comfort." Gloria said indifferently.

"Daughter, I'm your father!" Old Jack rolled his eyes speechlessly. Why is it that he is his own daughter, but always takes the position of others to target himself?Randomly, Old Jack looked at Gloria suspiciously: "You don't like him, do you?"

"No, I'm just discussing the facts." Gloria felt her cheeks were getting hot, and she tried to maintain a natural posture and turned her head, not looking at him.

"I know you too well, Gloria." Old Jack stood up and walked to Gloria's side: "Listen, I also admit that Zhuo Ao is a nice guy, but I don't allow you to like him, No matter how powerful he is now, he was always a slave. Of course, I didn't mean to belittle him, but I think that with your appearance, knowledge and cultivation, you should marry a nobleman, a real nobleman What about Zhuo Ao? No matter how hard he tries, he will at most be a baron in this life, and his former status as a slave will definitely become a laughing stock in the noble circle, and you will not be able to hold your head up like him."

"Enough!" Gloria turned her head, looked at Old Jack firmly and said, "Then why did mother marry you back then?"

"I..." A sore spot flashed in Old Jack's eyes, and he shook his head: "This is different."

"There is no difference. With my mother's beauty, there were many people who pursued her back then, but my mother still chose you. I don't understand why she is so stupid. Although I hate you, my mother once said before she died. , let me not hate you, she still loves you until she dies, I really can't see, there is any shining point in you, although Zhuo Ao once said that you have your advantages, but sorry, I can't see it. "

"Don't think that you are very successful. Who do you think is responsible for the orderly management of the castle's finances? It's not you, it's Zhuo Ao who silently supports you behind the scenes. His casual words can save you from walking There are many detours and wrong paths, he is an excellent man, not only in strength, but also in wisdom that ordinary people cannot possess, which is incomparable to you."

"I..." Old Jack was bitter and speechless, lowered his head silently, and drank the red wine in his glass.

"Who will I love? That's my freedom. I believe in my own eyes, so..." Taking a deep breath, Gloria looked at Old Jack: "Please don't plan my life without authorization and make me hate it." You!" After finishing speaking, he turned and left without looking at the distraught old Jack.

"Alas~" In the empty hall, only old Jack's silent sigh was left, drinking the expensive red wine one after another.

On the training ground, Zhuo Ao didn't know that the father and daughter had a quarrel because of him. Zhuo Ao continued his practice. The three-body pose is the root of Xingyiquan. Originally, Zhuo Ao thought that he had completely mastered this set Boxing, but the last breakthrough made Zhuo Ao realize many things.

Really mastered?
The movement of the three-body pose is not complicated, but it is the foundation of Xingyiquan. Zhuo Ao is practicing every move on the training ground.

Fast or slow, in martial arts, there is no absolute one that must be strong, only fast is not broken, that is a state, in a sense, it is true, but in many cases, fast means attacking and giving up defense , the fastest is the strongest, but it is also the weakest, because when it reaches a certain level, it means giving up defense completely. The action, even if it is done, it will soon lose its meaning.

Zhuo Ao constantly adjusted his speed, trying to find his own way in the three body poses known as the root of Xingyiquan.

Zhuo Ao was surprised to find that with the continuous study of the three-body posture, he seemed to be integrated into the surrounding world, and his senses gradually expanded. He no longer needed to use his eyes to perceive the surrounding things. Not far away, Jaina and Ke Ya are imitating themselves, practicing the three body poses, very hard, but obviously, for them who have not yet started, it is too difficult to experience the mystery of Xingyiquan.

Zhuo Ao is no longer confined to the Xingyiquan. With a turn of his fist, he has transformed into the Xingyi Twelve Forms. Sometimes he is like a tiger descending a mountain, fierce and unstoppable, sometimes he is like a white crane spreading its wings, elegant and noble, and sometimes he is like a mountain spirit ape...

One night without talking, the next day, the competition to advance to the top 32 did not have too many twists and turns. The opponent was a fifth-tier sword master with fierce swordsmanship, but he didn't even get close to Zhuo Ao's side, so he was forced by the flying card technique. De fell to the sidelines and successfully advanced to the top 32. At the same time, Flying Cards was also shown to the world for the first time. How many eyeballs were shattered that a small card can exert such a powerful power.

The same result in the second round, the facts also proved that the fifth-rank sword master was not even qualified to use weapons in front of Zhuo Ao. Although it was surprising, but for the old audience of the Colosseum, this day, It was undoubtedly the happiest day. Zhuo Ao, the beast king, did not disappoint them. Zhuo Ao's popularity in the Colosseum also climbed to a fixed point.

"As far as I know, our Beastmaster's weapon is an infantry spear, oh, he called that infantry spear a dragon-striped spear, right?" Viscount Tris looked indifferently on a high platform with no one in the Colosseum. Asked Zhuo Ao who left the venue surrounded by the crowd.

"Yes, but the strange thing is that since he was promoted to a high-level fighter, he has never used a gun again, and even this skill of flying cards was only used when he played against Orlando yesterday." Richard nodded.

"It's not difficult to understand." Viscount Tris sighed: "Do you think those senior fighters in our Colosseum are qualified to let him use weapons?"

Think about those fighters in the Colosseum, the most powerful Fighting King of the previous year, in this Fighting King Competition, he also failed to survive the first round of audition and was rejected. Compared with Zhuo Ao... Shaking his head , Richard sighed: "It's really unimaginable. I remember that when he entered the Colosseum, he was still a small person who was inferior to ordinary people. In just two years, he has grown to this point. His future..."

"Enough." Viscount Tris looked at Richard coldly: "Do what you should do!"

"Yes." Richard nodded, and then said: "Can we secretly promise to make Zhuo Ao give up the qualification of the fighting king this time with the double reward of the fighting king competition!"

"Double?" Viscount Tris looked at Richard in disbelief and said, "That is to say, I have to prepare another territory with a larger area and give him the title of baron? Do you know that a title of nobleman How difficult is it? Even though this is in the province of Leysin, I am not the governor, and he, without us, would still be a lowly slave! Do you understand?"

"This..." Richard lowered his head, not daring to look at Viscount Tris.

"Everything he has today was given to him by our Leysin Colosseum. I can promise to give him double the reward of gold coins. As for the others, it is impossible, just treat it as his gift to our Leysin Colosseum." Pay back." Viscount Tris said coldly.

"Yes." Although he did not agree with Viscount Tris, Richard did not have the courage to refute.

"Today he has entered the quarterfinals. According to the schedule, he will meet Kuroo in the semifinals. You don't have much time. Convince him as soon as possible. I don't want to see any accidents happen!" Viscount Tris said coldly Of course.

"Yes, I will head to his castle immediately." Richard nodded.

"It's a great irony that a lowly slave will own his own castle one day! Because of this, he should be more grateful to me, because I gave him everything today!" Shaking his head, Triss The Viscount left with his hands behind his back.

(End of this chapter)