Cultivating Master In City

"Well, then you can rest here for a night. When the players who want to participate in the competition come back tomorrow, you can set off together." situ Wenqiang told with a smile. He turned and left.

Han Lei took Zhou Yi to the rest hotel for martial artists in the hospital and prepared everything for Zhou Yi,

"Mr. Zhou, please stay here tonight. The contestants can't come back until tomorrow. This time, general situ invited almost all the potential players who are out on duty from outside. Mr. Zhou can see them tomorrow. I hope he won't let Mr. Zhou down."

Han Lei re Luo said that situ Wenqiang almost got everything for this martial arts competition. The martial arts competition is held every two years, and the previous monasteries in southern Jiangsu Province are almost at the bottom. If he can't make achievements this year, the Dean situ Wenqiang is expected to finish his work.

"No, brother Han," said Zhou Yi with a smile. He rushed to the best magic weapon given to him by situ Wenqiang. Zhou Yi had to fight this time.

"Well, that's good, Mr. Zhou. Take a rest and save your energy. We'll leave for Fulong mountain tomorrow."

"OK."

I was speechless all night.

Zhou Yi got up early the next morning. I practiced in the practice room in the hospital for a while.

After walking out of the cultivation room, it was more than 8 a.m.

Looking up, the sky was clear, cloudless, and the sky above was very blue. A round sun hung high, and there was a faint smell of dryness and heat in the air.

Zhou Yi stretched lazily, yawned, then opened his eyes and swept around.

With this sweep, he suddenly found several jeeps parked not far away. Several young men and women were standing by the car with their arms folded, and their eyes looked back and forth on Zhou Yi.

"Uncle Han? Are you sure this hairy boy is our captain?"

A young man in a flowered underpants T-shirt asked in surprise. His eyes were full of doubt.

"Tao Yu, pay attention to your words. What is this hairy boy? His name is Mr. Zhou!" Han Lei glared at the young man in flowery underpants and said.

"My God, uncle Han, how do I think this boy is not adult."

Tao Yu is still puzzled. In fact, it's not just him. At the moment, the eyes of several men and women leaning against the jeep are full of doubts. For the race, they came from other places. Unexpectedly, just when they arrived here, Han Lei said that the captain had been selected in advance. When Han Lei pointed to Zhou Yi, they almost thought they were shouting and joking, Because Zhou Yi's beautiful face looks too green, it's not too much to say that he is a minor.

"Uncle Han, are you kidding us? I want to know what ability he has to be the captain of our southern Jiangsu provincial team. He was selected first in previous years? Also, last time he was the captain of brother Leng Feng. It should be brother Leng Feng this time. After all, he has experience in leading the team."

A girl in a white shirt and black tight leather pants spoke proudly. When she spoke, she also looked at a tall young man standing in the front of the car. Her eyes felt like defending the injustice for the tall young man.

"Xiaoya, uncle really didn't joke with you. I know Xiao Feng's performance. Without Mr. Zhou, he must continue to be the captain this year, but Mr. Zhou is more suitable to be the captain than Xiao Feng this year."

Han Lei said painstakingly that as soon as these young people got off the car, they questioned Zhou Yi's being the captain. He didn't have time to publicize Zhou Yi's glorious achievements.

"Hum, how suitable? Anyway, I think brother Lengfeng is steady and atmospheric. He must be much better than that hairy boy." Zheng Ya said with a small mouth.

"Xiaoya, listen to Uncle Han." the tall young man who has been silent took a look at Zheng Ya and said that the edges and corners on his face are clear, and the whole person gives people an extremely tough feeling. "Uncle Han, I believe in general situ's arrangement. I have no opinion about Mr. Zhou being the captain, and I will absolutely obey him."

"Xiao Feng, uncle knows that you have never let uncle down, but I tell you, Mr. Zhou will never let you down this time. Although Mr. Zhou is young, but Mr. Zhou's strength..." Han Lei said with a smile. At this time, Zhou Yi came over with a light smile on his face.

"Mr. Zhou, they are the contestants who are going to Fulong mountain this time." seeing Zhou Yi coming, Han Lei didn't go on, "come on, you guys come and tell Mr. Zhou about your current strength and skill characteristics."

After Han Lei's words, Leng Feng was the first to stand up.

"Hello, Captain, my name is Leng Feng. In the later stage of cultivation, my skills are biased towards fighting and frontal combat." Leng Feng's backbone is straight, just like a military style.

"HMM." Zhou Yi nodded approvingly. He saw at a glance that the young man in front of him was a standard soldier, neither humble nor arrogant, and a good seedling. And there was no complaint about him as captain. He clearly understood rule of the military orders like mountains.

"Captain, my name is Tao Yu. I'm in the middle of dark Jin." Tao Yu said foolishly, and didn't have much respect for Zhou Yi.

"HMM." Zhou Yi nodded expressionless. He didn't like the atmosphere of fooling around in front of the young man, but now he won't say anything.

"Captain, I've finished myself. What about you? What are your accomplishments? Tell us a few."

Seeing that Zhou Yi didn't say anything, Tao Yu was more confused and asked with some provocation in his tone.

"I don't practice martial arts."

Zhou Yi said calmly.

As soon as this sentence came out, a dozen young men and women in front of the jeep suddenly stared round their glasses and looked surprised.

"What! If you don't practice martial arts, what do you practice? Are you a Dharma practitioner?"

Tao Yu asked angrily. If the young man in front of him really didn't practice martial arts, they would be laughed off when they went to the martial arts competition in the monastery of Southern Jiangsu Province. After all, even the captain didn't practice martial arts. And take part in some martial arts competition.

Zhou Yi still shakes his head. He practices immortal Taoism, which is different from the martial arts and martial arts on earth. It's a completely different system. Naturally, it's impossible to say which cultivation of martial arts he is.

"Uncle Han, do you really want him to be our captain? He doesn't practice martial arts or martial arts. What will he compare with others at that time! Do you want us to take a cumbersome captain to the game?"

Zheng Ya couldn't help but say angrily. Now she began to suspect that the young man in front of her was the child of a military region leader and wanted to enter the monastery in the future, so she plated gold with this martial arts competition. If not, how could situ Wenqiang allow a person who didn't practice martial arts and martial arts to lead them.

"That's enough! Xiaoyu, Xiaoya, Mr. Zhou's family has other people's cultivation system, which is not what we common martial artists know. You just need to know that there are as many as four Huajin lost in Mr. Zhou's hands! Don't ask too much about others."

Han Lei frowned and said, is Zhou Yi's cultivation system what their monastery has always wondered about? Because they can't find any fluctuations in Zhou Yi's cultivation achievements, but Zhou Yi has always used his fists and feet in the decisive battle with others. Obviously, there are traces of martial artists, so situ Wenqiang has been deliberately downplaying that Zhou Yi is not a martial artist, and didn't want to inquire about it, Because for every practitioner, there is a secret.

"Huajin!"

"I don't believe it!"

"How possible!"

Han Lei said this, more than a dozen men and women suddenly burst into an uproar, and even the calm cold front was surprised for a moment.

"Uncle Han, what are you talking about? Hua Jinwu, isn't he equivalent to an academician at the general level? He's not even 20 years old. How can he defeat Hua Jinwu? There are four defeats. Do you think we're children?"

Zheng Ya stared round her beautiful eyes and said that if Han Lei hadn't always lied, she would have been angry.

"Alas, I guessed you wouldn't believe it. However, Mr. Zhou is indeed a military general level academician of our monasteries in southern Jiangsu Province. Just yesterday, Su Lao in the middle of Huajin was defeated by Mr. Zhou. In fact, Mr. Zhou and you are not people of the same world at all."

Han Lei is very tactful. He knows that the young men and women in front of him usually take their pride of the day one by one. They won't convince others at all, especially a young genius who is younger than them but whose strength is not at the same level as them. They don't dare to believe it.

In fact, it's not just these people in front of us. A month ago, I felt that there could be no such evil teenagers in the world, but the reality is that the world does. Han Lei thought with emotion that Zhou Yi was indeed one of the brightest talents he had ever seen in his life.

"Old Su has lost!"

Tao Yu swallowed his saliva and said that he felt that his world outlook was about to collapse. Is this beautiful and excessive young man really a rare evil in the world.

"I still don't believe it!" Zheng Ya felt that she was going crazy. An 18-year-old boy defeated a mid-term martial artist in his 60s, which was more incredible than Arabian Nights.

"Is it necessary for me to lie to you? There are so many people in the yard now. Just ask one." Han Lei rolled his eyes and said.

"OK, just ask."

Zheng Yaqi said, then twisted her hips and walked to the academician who was practicing.

"Well, uncle Han, is Mr. Zhou really so powerful?"

Tao Yu swallowed his saliva and said that he had seen something from the admiration of the people in the yard. The young man in front of him might really have such strength.

"Hum, what do you think? If you hurt your self-esteem, it's no problem for Mr. Zhou to hit 14 of you." Han Lei glanced sideways at Tao Yu and said.

"No!"

This sentence almost surprised Tao Yu's chin and hit 14 of them one at a time.

"Uncle Han, don't be kidding. Although fourteen of us are not peerless talents, we are also a leader in southern Jiangsu Province. I think the captain is younger than us. You say he is better than me. I believe it, but you say he beat fourteen of us. We absolutely don't believe it."