Gaowu Fantasy: My Talent Has No Limit

Chu Yang naturally didn't know that because of the conversation between Zhou Jingling and his son, it also brought him the high-level breathing technique that he desperately needed.

Not long after Zhou Jingling left, Chu Yang also returned to the black Chang Ye bar. The deafening music resounded endlessly, and the restless men and women exerted their energy. After patrolling around without incident, they returned to the practice room on the second floor.

Except for the one with a square face who was practicing, the other four were drinking wine and puffing out smoke with smoke in their mouths, making the training room smoky.

Chu Yang frowned subconsciously. Warriors pay more attention to physical cultivation and will not be contaminated with tobacco and alcohol. Although the damage to the body is not too great, it still has some impact.

Especially when drunk, losing control of the muscles of the body is undoubtedly an extremely dangerous state for warriors.

But I just arrived here, and even the manager of Wangcheng didn't come to take care of me, so I didn't have much to say, so I came to the corner of the training room and continued to practice the breathing technique.

"Heh, it's different if it's related. On the first day, I dared to fish in troubled waters..."

The man who had been cold towards Chu Yang before sneered at his companion, "I'm just pretending, I don't know what my real strength is!"

"Don't say a few words, don't cause trouble, it will be difficult to end!" one of the companions persuaded.

The man grinned and sneered twice, and said no more.

Chu Yang naturally heard the man's sly words, but he was too lazy to respond.

At three o'clock in the middle of the night, it's time to get off work.

Chu Yang didn't stop, got up and went home.

When he got home, his parents and younger sister were already sound asleep. Chu Yang carefully returned to his room, undressed and rested.

The next day, at school, Zhou Jingling found Chu Yang.

"This is "Longqiu Advanced Breathing Technique" and three old techniques, namely "Taijiquan", "Tongbeiquan" and the "Bajiquan" I practiced. Don't say thank you, please don't decline politely between you and me Already!"

Zhou Jingling handed over two chips, and being reminded by his father Zhou Yuanlong, he immediately realized that Chu Yang was lacking in martial arts skills, not to mention that the old techniques were not expensive, so he did it easily.

Seeing Zhou Jingling's serious face, Chu Yang could only accept it.

"The Bajiquan I practice is taught by a fourth-rank martial artist in Beihe Province. It is not comparable to the martial arts in the martial arts club. If there is anything you don't understand, just ask me!" Zhou Jingling said proudly.

Chu Yang was silent for a while, and said with a smile: "Okay, then I will start teaching you Xingyiquan at noon, and it will be reciprocated!"

Zhou Jingling couldn't help but agree, but he knew how terrifying Chu Yang's mastery of Xingyiquan was!

The body and spirit of the twelve forms of cultivation are wonderful, and the five-element boxing is so wonderful that you can envy him to death!

So at noon, Chu Yang began to instruct Zhou Jingling to practice Xingyiquan. Calculated, his more than ten days of practice was equivalent to four or five years of hard work by others, so it was more than enough to teach.

After school, Chu Yang came home to the black Chang Ye bar after dinner. He didn’t have a virtual helmet at home, so he couldn’t check the chip information. Fortunately, there was one in the training room, which saved a lot of trouble.

When it was time to go to work, the man with the square face saw Chu Yang who had come one step ahead, also wearing a virtual helmet and lying on the chair, he shook his head in disappointment, changed his clothes and began to practice.

"Get up, boy! How dare you use my virtual helmet?"

Chu Yang had already read the exercises and martial arts recorded on the two chips, and was memorizing them over and over again to confirm each other, when he suddenly heard a dissatisfied scolding sound, and then felt that someone kicked his calf.

Taking off the virtual helmet, I saw the man who provoked twice yesterday, and then looked at the slightly embarrassed expressions of the other three, and their eyes sank.

He had already asked Wang Cheng that this virtual helmet was a product of a bar, and that person was clearly provoking him because of his young age.

"Okay, here you are!" Chu Yang said coldly.

Chu Yang doesn't want to cause trouble, but that doesn't mean he's afraid of trouble. This person repeatedly provokes him first, and if he doesn't teach him a lesson, he really treats him as a soft persimmon!

After saying a word, he sent the virtual helmet in his hand to his arms.

The man thought that Chu Yang was afraid, and stretched out his hand with a sneer, but as soon as he touched the helmet, his face changed suddenly, and he felt a surge of force. After taking a few steps back, he stabilized his figure.

For a moment, his face turned blue and red, his eyes were full of anger, and he yelled in a low voice from between his lips, "Boy, you are courting death!"

With just a step down, he was about to pounce towards Chu Yang, but was immediately stopped by three companions, "Forget it, forget it, what are you fussing about with a child."

"That's right, at such a young age, you'll lose your face if you get hurt!"

While the three of them were persuading, they still gave Chu Yang the look of "not leaving soon".

Chu Yang couldn't help laughing in his heart, this man didn't even understand what he had done just now, he thought it was because he was unprepared that he would make a fool of himself, but he didn't know that if he resisted, the force of the blow would instantly turn into a half-step punch, and the injury would be even more serious.

The man was restrained, so he could only watch Chu Yang go aside viciously, staring at him with unfriendly eyes, and then he circulated his energy and blood to shake the restraints of the three of them, his eyes were full of resentment and anger, he snorted coldly, wearing Lying on the chair wearing the virtual helmet, the three of them looked embarrassed and helpless.

Nothing happened today, until after get off work, when Chu Yang was walking out, there was a man waiting outside against the wall, it was one of the three, his name seemed to be Wu Qingshan.

"Chu Yang, be careful. Li Jihua won't let it go if he makes a fool of himself. If you can apologize, just apologize. Don't hold on." Wu Qingshan persuaded.

Chu Yang was stunned for a moment, then smiled and said, "Thank you for letting me know. It's just that I have no grievances or enmities with him, and we are strangers to each other. Why do you keep provoking me?"

"Hey, what else could be going on? Bullying newcomers, he is still a first-rank street fighter at this age, you are at the same level as him at a young age, and you feel unbalanced, and you are still in school, and you will definitely be in the future." Enrolled in the Martial Arts University, the future is bright, now don’t bully and bully you to gain a false sense of accomplishment?"

Wu Qingshan seemed to have had grievances for a long time, and his tone was very dissatisfied, "This is not the first time, he has already bullied several student warriors who came to apply for the job. You have a drink to apologize, and I will tell you from it And, you bow your head, this matter is over!"

Chu Yang couldn't help laughing, he didn't think about how to improve his martial arts cultivation, but instead relied on his strength to show off his might, which is really ridiculous, and then he thanked Wu Qingshan: "Thanks for the reminder, but, is a warrior who bowed his head still a warrior?"

When Wu Qingshan heard it, he was really young and vigorous, probably like the previous few people, and finally left the black Chang Ye in embarrassment, shook his head, and said: "Anyway, I remind you, take care of yourself!"

After speaking, he turned and left. After walking a short distance, Wu Qingshan couldn't help turning his head, and saw Chu Yang's young and tall figure slowly melting into the night, and Chu Yang's loud words suddenly flashed in his mind.

Is a warrior who lowers his head still a warrior?

All of a sudden, as if something was touched, he clenched his fists suddenly.

Am I still a warrior now?

For a moment, my heart was full of confusion.