Lord of the Divine Show

"Puch!"

Zhong Shenxiu wanted to hold it back, but couldn't hold it back and laughed.

He looked at the big man sitting next to him and said seriously: "Uncle Niu, I know... But, I have only known martial arts since I was a child. I practiced martial arts when others were playing with me, and I practiced martial arts when others went to school. I have dedicated more than ten years of my life to Martial arts, now, what else can I do?”

Next to his hospital bed was a middle-aged man in his forties, tall and strong, wearing a jacket and jeans. The skin on his face was rough, and his facial features seemed to have been randomly molded by the Creator, but his eyes were filled with concern.

Hearing this sentence, I couldn't help but stay for a moment. After a while, I stood up and said: "You have already paid the medical expenses. Remember to come back for dinner after the brat is discharged from the hospital."

Zhong Shenxiu watched Uncle Niu leave and recalled Hua Wu's life.

He is an orphan and was adopted by Uncle Niu since he was a child.

Uncle Niu, on the other hand, was once a well-known martial arts coach. Later, he encountered some major setbacks, lived in seclusion, opened a gym, and adopted many orphans.

It can be said that Hua Wu's first martial arts enlightenment actually came from Uncle Niu.

His dream of becoming a martial artist may also be to help Uncle Niu realize his wish.

"This is my obsession. If I don't complete it, how can I go back?"

There was a smile on Zhong Shenxiu's lips.

He checked his body and found that there was nothing serious. He got out of bed, packed his things, and went through the discharge procedures.

Hua Wu's hospitalization this time can be said to be self-inflicted. He thought he had accomplished something in his studies, so he went to participate in a boxing match and was beaten in.

There is no need to blame others.

Compared to those who were directly beaten to death in the ring, he was lucky enough.

No, maybe Hua Wu has been beaten to death.

Because the person who survived was Zhong Shenxiu!

Snapped!

Zhong Shenxiu opened his wallet and counted the three-digit stars inside. Suddenly he felt pain in his liver, kidneys, and everywhere.

This is not the ancient times. If you don’t have money, you can just go out and hunt silly roe deer and make a living.

This is modern society, and it’s hard to get by without money.

Although he didn't have much money, Zhong Shenxiu still hailed a private car and drove him back to the rental house he remembered.

In his opinion, more than 100 yuan can only be spent in a few days anyway. If you spend it all early and later, you will be just as poor!

Although Hua Wu was adopted by Uncle Niu as a child, he moved out as soon as he became an adult.

Zhong Shenxiu took out the key, opened the door, and found that the space inside was very small, with a sandbag hanging from the ceiling and a lot of exercise equipment around it.

Other than that, the furniture was old, the clothes were torn, and there was literally nothing.

This Hua Wu, in my memory, only knew how to practice martial arts. He only went out to work part-time jobs when he couldn't survive. No wonder Uncle Niu had to pay for his hospitalization.

"I'm really defeated by you. Brother, you only leave this legacy, and I can't even think of spending two days on it."

Zhong Shenxiu threw away the bag, lay down on the sofa, opened the refrigerator, found a bottle of Feizhai Happy Water that he had not seen for a long time, raised his neck and drank it in one gulp, and sighed with satisfaction: "This is life."

He took out his mobile phone and started surfing the Internet again, attending forums, and watching videos. Before he knew it, it was night.

"Damn it, I can't feel how time flies compared to practicing."

Zhong Shenxiu complained and finally started searching: "What should I do if I have no money?"

The results show a bunch of loan platforms.

He thought for a while and added a contact information. After chatting for a while, the other party said directly: "Dear, this platform does not require guarantees and will issue the loan immediately, but you will need photos after nine outings and thirteen returns."

"What kind of photo? Without clothes on? But I'm a man."

"The effect is the same for men and women. According to my observation, some men are more shy to be seen... Therefore, the repayment rate is very high, the credit is very good, and you are also a high-quality customer. ... Even if it is temporarily If you are unable to repay the loan, our company also provides a loan repayment service where you can work directly at the club. We also provide free training. We guarantee that you will learn the Rich Woman Happy Ball in three days..."

"Ah bah, bye!"

Zhong Shenxiu pressed the phone and was too lazy to try again.

He sat for a while and began to communicate with the funny system.

[Name: Hua Wu (Zhong Shenxiu)]

[Eagle Claw Iron Cloth Shirt: Xiao Cheng]

[Tianxiu points: 3 (5%)]

[The Gate of Ten Thousand Doors: To be Opened]

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"Didn't I bring my martial arts skills with me? That's also... When it comes to martial arts, in addition to being familiar with the moves, it also requires the coordination of body memory and even infuriating energy. This body has not been polished in that way, so it cannot form skills. "

"It's a good thing that Tianxiu brought it with him. It may be of great use."

Although it only takes a short time to regain all the strength in the world of immortality, Zhong Shenxiu has other plans.

He is preparing to practice the White Bone Taoist Book!

"Anyway, it's not that I don't feel bad about my body, so I just need to break through the Gangsha realm to test the water..."

The inheritance that Zhong Shenxiu can practice is actually only half of the Bone Book. The first level of the Yellow Sand Taoist Book requires pills, which are not available in this world.

As for the problems after breaking through the Gangsha realm, he didn't think much about it.

This world might not even be able to break through the Gangsha Realm. There are too many thoughts about supernatural powers.

Zhong Shenxiu thought carefully about what he could get from the Gate of Ten Thousand Gates.

When he came to this world, he immediately thought of it.

Items cannot be brought back. The only things that can be brought back are the Tianxiu points recognized by the Tianxiu system!

With a population of tens of billions on the entire planet, coupled with advanced media information, even if the quality is much worse than that of the previous world, if you add up, you may be able to accumulate enough Tianxiu Points to go back!

"The plan is... first practice the White Bone Taoist Book, and then attack the strongest martial arts master and make yourself a hot search."

Although the attention of 10,000 people here may not be as impressive as Feng Xi'er's alone, there are so many people here.

Especially the last major events, which are broadcast all over the world.

Thinking of this, Zhong Shenxiu no longer hesitated, turned on his phone, and quickly searched: "How to become a martial artist?"

Hua Wu, an idiot, thinks that if he is good at martial arts, he will be a martial arts master by competing in competitions.

But little did they know that this kind of person, who is best known as a black boxer, is not recognized at all even though he claims to be a martial artist.

If you want to become a true martial artist, you first need to register with the martial arts association.

What are the registration requirements? Either have special recommendations, win an official regional competition championship, or obtain an excellent ranking in a national competition...

After successful registration, you will be assessed by some associations.

If you pass the assessment, you can become a real martial artist and gain both fame and fortune.

If Hua Wu was such a martial artist before, that Uncle Niu would probably not even fart, but would strongly support him.

Because even if a formal martial artist only accepts some commercial performances, the treatment is the same as that of Fuso's professional men's baseball players or Bald Eagle's men's basketball players. Counting money makes your hands cramp, and with social fame and status, the treatment is extremely good.

It's a pity that Hua Wu's martial arts... haha...