Immortal Becomes a Stay-at-home Dad After Return

Although the two of them seemed to have gone through many rounds, it was actually only a few breaths. Although Zhou Qi was very interested in the knight sword badge, as long as the opponent made a move, he could basically grasp the essence within three moves. Even if the opponent has some earth-shattering moves, the martial arts will lead to the same goal by different routes, basically the same as other swordsmanship.

The final competition is physical strength, explosive power, and on-the-spot adaptability.

As soon as the words "you are defeated", Zhou Qi lifted the long sword in Peng Chunxiao's hand and pointed the tip of the sword at his throat. With a distance of less than an inch, Peng Chunxiao tried to dodge backwards, but the tip of the sword could always follow closely, making it impossible for Peng Chunxiao to shake off, and finally resigned to his fate.

Standing where he was, he looked extremely lost and frustrated.

The reason is very simple. As the inheritor of the Knights of St. Louis, Peng Chunxiao, as a Chinese, made a breakthrough in Europe and won the respect of many people. Even relying on the sword in his hand, he surpassed the master of Huajin by leapfrogging. He has strong confidence that even if his current state is not enough, he can rely on his own efforts to finally become a real strong man.

"I lost, Zhou Qi, you are stronger than I imagined, I am not your opponent."

Peng Chunxiao was a man who conceded defeat. He looked at Zhou Qi seriously, "It is rumored that you are just an expert who was touted to create momentum for the upcoming dart competition. Now it seems that you deserve your name. I I know I'm not as good as you now, but can you give me a chance to fight you with fist and kick kung fu? I want to feel your true strength."

What he said was actually expected by Zhou Qi, and he understood Peng Chunxiao very well.

Zhou Qi nodded, threw the long sword casually, and shot it out into the weapon rack by the wall.

"Peng Chunxiao, I appreciate you very much, but I am not suitable to be your opponent."

Zhou Qi didn't put on airs, but said seriously: "You are very strong, and even ordinary beginners may not be your opponent. But I still feel too much for you. .My handprint is my famous stunt, I only do one trick, you just need to feel it a little bit.”

Peng Chunxiao nodded. He had no doubts about Zhou Qi's words and understood that they were from his heart.

What's more, Zhou Qi hadn't used his strength just now. If the sword force is mixed with strength, maybe Peng Chunxiao can't resist it with a single sword, it is a dimensionality reduction blow. He raised his head and set his posture. This time, he put his left hand into a fist in front of his chest, clasped the index finger of his right hand on the middle finger, and turned his wrist to point forward. It was the gesture of Jesus in the transformation.

Zhou Qi didn't say much,

The two hands crossed each other and made a handprint.

The moment this handprint appeared, Peng Chunxiao's heart seemed to miss a beat.

Without giving him any chance to continue to feel, Zhou Qi rushed straight, and came to Peng Chunxiao in the blink of an eye from a distance of 20 meters. Immediately after the handprint descended grandly, Peng Chunxiao stretched out his finger sword and stabbed Zhou Qi's wrist. But just as he stretched out his hand, he felt a tingling pain, and then felt as if a hurricane suddenly hit, and then the sky pressed down.

This power is too powerful, his face is extremely pale, he wants to retreat, but he is unable to do so.

It seemed that he could only watch the divine punishment land and beat himself to death.

But the moment he closed his eyes, the pressure suddenly disappeared. When he opened his eyes again, Zhou Qi had stepped aside and stood with his hands behind his back, as if nothing had happened just now. Peng Chunxiao was shocked, and suddenly staggered back two steps, stretched out a trembling hand, and pointed at Zhou Qi in disbelief.

"You...you...you didn't come here just now?"

Peng Chunxiao was really convinced now, convinced Zhou Qi, and immediately performed a knight salute to Zhou Qi, "Master Zhou Qi, your strength is the only one I have ever seen in my life. I now believe that you are the real master of strength, half a step See God! You are already so strong, I want to ask, how strong is Immortal? Have you ever fought against someone who is not evil?"

Having said this, Peng Chunxiao's eyes gradually became extraordinarily intense.

It can also be seen from this that he is a martial idiot, similar to Zhou Qi and Yang Yi.

And his words also awakened a past that Zhou Qi didn't like very much. Zhou Qi smiled faintly, "One inch stronger in kung fu is boundless, as if you still don't know how strong I am. How, it is impossible to predict. But I can tell you that I have played against him, and I am not his opponent."

Hearing this, Peng Chunxiao was shocked, looked at Zhou Qi in disbelief, and immediately felt relieved.

It's not bad to see God, but that is the strength of the rumored Crusader Commander, the most powerful person in Europe at that time, and even one of the best figures in the world. Although he is of Chinese descent, he grew up in Europe and is basically a foreigner. His belief is also the belief of the Knights. It is precisely because of this that he was accepted by the Knights of St. Louis.

Of course, as a foreigner, the difficulty of passing the tests can be seen.

"That master who is not bad at all, is also the number one master in the north, the current patron saint of the Xia family - Xia Buxin."

When he said the last three words, Peng Chunxiao felt a biting chill. That is the real killing intent, the endless killing intent. He had no doubts that as long as Zhou Qi was given the chance to kill him, Zhou Qi would never miss it. Being able to kill the chance of a master who is not bad at seeing gods will leave a strong mark in history.

"Master Zhou Qi, I don't know, can I follow you?"

Peng Chunxiao came over and said with some embarrassment: "I hope you don't mind, I really admire and admire your strength. I mean follow, and I don't mean to worship you as a teacher. As long as I can be with you often , just let me observe how you practice. I have never seen a master of strength in Europe."

At this time, Zhou Qi and Peng Chunxiao had already walked off the ring, and came to the place where Li Zhiyun and the others were sitting next to them.

Lit a cigarette, Zhou Qi shook his head, "Although we say that we are different and do not conspire with each other, logically speaking, you have practiced knight swordsmanship, and I am martial arts, which is different. But from another perspective, you are martial arts, and I am also martial arts, so It can be regarded as the same way. I don’t like the relationship of following or not, you and I are friends, I appreciate your character, you have the heart of a child.”

Having the heart of a child is actually a very high evaluation.

Although Peng Chunxiao has accepted foreign culture since he was a child, but because he often communicates with old masters in Chinatown, his Chinese language ability is not bad. He understood what Zhou Qi said, and he was in a good mood immediately. The more people like him who have no worries about food and clothing, the more capital they have to focus on their hobbies. He doesn't have much desire to make money, but wants to achieve something in martial arts.

"But you just said something wrong. In Europe, there are many masters."

Zhou Qi took a deep breath of cigarettes, narrowed his eyes slightly, "You are not deep in the world, you only know martial arts, so you may not have heard of it, or you have not cared about it. In Europe, there is the world's most powerful, but also the most notorious The assassination organization——X. Their leaders are masters who are not bad at seeing gods, and there are also strong and powerful people under their command, I don’t know the exact number.”

Hearing Zhou Qi's words, Peng Chunxiao was a little shocked. He really didn't know the X organization.

It's no wonder that most people basically have no impression of this organization. And those who know about it mostly keep secret and don't talk much about it.

Li Zhiyun's expression still had a faint smile, which hadn't changed from the beginning to the end. There is no other reason, but absolute confidence in Zhou Qi. Since his debut, Zhou Qi has never lost, at least she has never seen Zhou Qi lose. This cultivated absolute confidence. No matter how strong the opponent was, she firmly believed that Zhou Qi would win.

Fang Huahua's expression was not very good-looking. She stared at Zhou Qi closely, never expecting him to be so powerful.

Although she couldn't see the way the two fought against each other just now, she was not a fool and knew that Peng Chunxiao would lose in the end.

She couldn't swallow this breath, frowned on purpose, and said with disgust: "What's there to brag about being able to fight? Li Zhiyun, since your boyfriend is so good at fighting, how about I introduce him to a martial arts school as a teacher? The monthly salary is several thousand yuan, which is enough to maintain a basic life..."

But before she finished speaking, Li Zhiyun raised his hand and slapped her on the face, stopping her chatter.

With this slap, Li Zhiyun slapped Zhou Qi quite like him. If her strength was not too weak, it would have more visual impact.

Facing the inconceivable Fang Huahua, Li Zhiyun said coldly: "Shut your mouth, don't speak, no one will treat you as dumb. Fang Huahua, I warn you, from now on, don't let me see you again. Just be good." Guard your dilapidated store and don't walk around casually. Otherwise, do you believe that I will make you unable to survive in northern Jiangsu?"

Li Zhiyun is qualified to say this, she is too qualified.

And her confidence in speaking was because of Zhou Qi.

At this moment, there was a knock on the door of the dojo, very hurried, as if there was something urgent.

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