My Dantian is a world

Wu Ruqing sat in the lounge, closing her eyes to rest.

And by the small window of the lounge, a man with muscular torso and thick arms, who had an extremely overwhelming aura just standing there, stood there, staring at Zhiping in the training ground and Qi Xu who seemed to be trying some new skills, staring at him.

After watching for a while, the strong man finally couldn't help but asked: "Ruqing, is this classmate named Qi Xu really just opened up his Dantian not long ago?"

"Yes, I looked at the class information before going to school. In addition to Yan Ji who transferred to the school, only Hu Shuyu and Yuan Ji opened up their Dantian in the second year of high school. The rest are students who just opened up their Dantian not long ago."

Wu Ruqing heard the strong man's words, slowly opened her eyes, and smiled at the strong man: "Dad, do you like it?"

After that, she picked up the teacup casually, poured a cup of tea for herself, and then sipped it.

"Yes, he caught my eye."

The sturdy man said in a muffled voice: "But he caught the eye of Master Zhiping even more... Master Zhiping might have thought of accepting him as his disciple."

After that, the sturdy man sighed deeply again and said to Wu Ruqing: "You should be more polite and respectful to Qi Xu in the future. If Master Zhiping really accepts Qi Xu as his disciple, then he will be my senior brother and your junior senior uncle."

When Wu Ruqing, who had always been dignified, heard this, she couldn't help but spray tea leaves.

"Ah?"

Wu Ruqing couldn't help looking at her father and asked in surprise: "What's the reason? Even if the coach really wants to accept a disciple, then according to the order of entry, shouldn't Qi Xu be your junior brother? How could he be a senior brother..."

"Master Zhiping is the true disciple of Jianglong Temple, and I am an outer disciple."

The strong man sighed, then turned around, sat on the office chair, and said to Wu Ruqing: "No matter how old the outer disciples are, they must call the true disciples "senior brother."

"It's also fortunate that I am an outer disciple, otherwise I would have to shave my head and become a monk, see through the world from now on, and be with the green lamp and ancient Buddha... Where can I find you?"

Wu Ruqing couldn't help curling her lips when she heard this, and then she also stood up and looked at Qi Xu who was working hard outside the window, feeling a little embarrassed for a while.

If this really happened, wouldn't I have to call Qi Xu...

Master?

Thinking of this, Wu Ruqing's cheeks flushed slightly.

Isn't it a bit too embarrassing?

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"Gun finger is the most suitable move for cannon fist. It is much simpler than cannon fist and is mainly used in close combat. Do you understand?"

Zhi Ping stood in front of Qi Xu and told Qi Xu all the moves of 'gun finger' without stopping.

After all, gun finger is much simpler than cannon fist.

After Qi Xu listened to Zhi Ping's description once, he understood it. He was about to try it out, but Zhi Ping said, "Go home and try it yourself. The old man is going to get off work and the third floor is going to be closed."

After that, he wanted to drive Qi Xu away.

Seeing this, Qi Xu sincerely said to Zhi Ping: "Thank you, coach."

"Don't be so polite. I just gave you some pointers because I think you are a promising talent."

Zhi Ping smiled and said: "After I saw you in your No. 2 Middle School a few days ago, I wanted to train you to enter the Jianglong Martial Arts Academy. Now I think it's a waste of talent to go to the Jianglong Martial Arts Academy."

"If you really want to thank me, try your best to get into the 'Nine Martial Arts Schools'. Then you can accept media interviews and say that you were trained by Zhi Ping. Let me make a name for myself. Then I can go to a big city and make money."

"Don't go to the Jianglong Martial Arts Academy. That broken place will only bury your talent."

After giving the last warning, Zhi Ping walked away, entered the lounge, and disappeared from Qi Xu's sight.

Qi Xu was a little confused, but after Zhi Ping's words, Qi Xu clenched his fists and had a stage goal in mind.

Set a small goal and get into the nine martial arts schools.

Get into the top nine universities among the national martial arts academies!

With this in mind, Qi Xu walked downstairs. As soon as he got downstairs, he saw several students from the college entrance examination class waiting downstairs. When they saw Qi Xu coming down, they all came over.

Seeing this scene, Qi Xu became alert and didn't know what these people wanted to do.

Could it be a common plot, revenge on himself, and then say "Hengxin Martial Arts School is not for you to come"?

Qi Xu had already conceived a script in his mind.

However, as soon as he came down, he saw Yu Wenbo, who was beaten up by Qi Xu, looking at Qi Xu awkwardly and said to Qi Xu: "Qi Xu, you fight very well, I am not your opponent, I apologize for what I said before."

"Uh."

Hearing Yu Wenbo's apology, Qi Xu swallowed back the "you all come together" that he had prepared, then shook his head and said very calmly: "It's okay, it's all misunderstandings, just talk it out."

"See you next time."

After that, Qi Xu planned to leave.

Before Qi Xu could leave, Yu Wenbo gritted his teeth, stopped Qi Xu, and said to Qi Xu: "Qi Xu, can I discuss something with you?"

Qi Xu stopped and looked at Yu Wenbo.

Yu Wenbo took a deep breath and said something that shocked Qi Xu: "Your strength is not as good as mine, but your fighting skills are much better than mine. Can you be my sparring partner? It's not for nothing. I can give you fifty yuan as a reward for your hard work."

Huh?

Qi Xu was a little confused.

This?

Is this guy a masochist? He's paying to get beaten?

For a moment, Qi Xu felt a chill, wondering if his previous contest had activated some special habit of this person?

"The martial arts college entrance examination has a practical project, and it is randomly matched with the whole province, and the score accounts for a large proportion. I don't want to take the third-class martial arts school. My family spent a lot of money to let me come to Hengxin Martial Arts School, so I should at least take the first or second class, right?"

Yu Wenbo spoke bitterly to Qi Xu and sighed deeply: "Don't complain about the little money. I only have 3,000 yuan pocket money a month, and I have to eat..."

Qi Xu didn't know what to say when he heard it.

3,000 pocket money a month?

This is a month's salary for his parents.

It's really annoying to compare people.

"If you are willing to provide dinner, I can consider it."

"Is there any need to think about it? I will pay for your dinner in the future!"

"..."

After hearing Yu Wenbo's generous offer, Qi Xu reluctantly agreed: "Okay, I promise you, do you want to fight now?"

"Fight!"

After hearing this, Yu Wenbo immediately became energetic and said to Qi Xu confidently: "I was a little careless last time. I didn't expect you to be so strong. This time I will be serious. It won't be so easy for you to defeat me."

"Yeah."

Qi Xu nodded perfunctorily. Seeing this, a nosy student volunteered to act as a referee and immediately shouted: "The countdown is now 30 seconds! Forget it, three, two, one, let's start directly!"

As the temporary referee's right hand fell, Qi Xu immediately transmitted his true energy to his limbs, and stepped forward violently. His offensive was fierce and fierce, and his moves were as fierce as a heavy artillery!

Cannon fist, opening cannon!

Qi Xu was so fast that Yu Wenbo didn't have time to react. Qi Xu rushed into his face. At this moment, Qi Xu lost his temper and changed his fist to a palm. He pushed Yu Wenbo's chest hard and Yu Wenbo fell to the ground immediately.

"Thank you for your patronage. Fifty dollars, thank you."

Qi Xu stood there politely, stretched out a hand to pull Yu Wenbo up, and asked casually: "Where are we going to have dinner?"

This money is too easy to make, right? It breaks at the touch.

Is Yu Wenbo's strength really 130?

At this moment, the victim is still in a trance.

He is a little bit unconscious now.

Wait,

Is the fight over?

Yu Wenbo was confused.

Why do I feel that after I was ready this time, I fell faster than last time?

Am I really that bad?