Urban Martial Arts System

"Yes, I created this exercise." Zhou Ping confirmed again.

"hiss……"

Zhou Guoan took a breath.

"Aping, how did you create it? It's okay for an elephant to say, have you seen a dragon? Well, I don't doubt what you mean, but I just feel a little...unbelievable."

"What's the matter, who hasn't seen the dragon? There are many on TV?" Zhou Ping looked naive.

"puff……"

"Ahem..."

Two voices came at the same time, and it was Zhou Guoan who was coughing, and he was choked by Zhou Ping's words.

The other voice was Jiang Yiming's spurting blood.

Originally, Jiang Yiming had already suffered a certain amount of internal injury because of forcibly resisting the idea of ​​suppressing everything. Now he was stimulated by Zhou Ping, and under his excitement, he couldn't help but spray out a mouthful of blood.

"President Jiang, what do you think?" Zhou Guoan calmly asked Jiang Yiming for advice this time. After all, the other party, as the head of a school and the principal of the country's first university, must know more about the exercises than people like him who don't like to read and don't want to understand.

"You all underestimated that exercise." Jiang Yiming stood up with a pale face without being pretentious.

"Even if the cultivation base is one level higher than me, it is impossible for me to have no resistance at all by relying on aura and coercion."

"Although I am not focused on combat, I am just a civilian, but my cultivation level is not low. Now I also have the strength of the elementary transformation of Wuyi."

"There is only one possibility that can cause this."

When Jiang Yiming said this, his expression became solemn.

"What is possible?" Zhou Guoan was attracted and couldn't help but listen carefully.

"Absolute crushing at the level of the cultivation technique." Jiang Yiming said it happily without selling it.

"The level of the practice? There are levels of the practice?" Zhou Guoan frowned, feeling that he had lived in vain for decades.

"Yes, there are levels to the exercises." Jiang Yiming nodded.

"For example, is the effect of the free exercises distributed by the school comparable to the exercises circulated within various families?"

"Of course not, the gap is too big." Zhou Guoan replied very simply.

"I know what you mean, but even the magical skills circulated in the family, facing the basic skills issued by the school, it can't create a crush on the imposing force?"

"Yes, that's because they are actually a level of exercises." Jiang Yiming said.

"Huh? You said that the magical skills circulating within the family and the free exercises issued by the school are at the same level?" Zhou Guoan smiled, with a face of unbelief.

"It is indeed the same. Just like you are also a human being, the security guards outside are also human beings, but no matter how big the gap between you is, you are still all human beings and belong to the same level."

"And the cultivation technique cultivated by Zhou Dashao, to use a metaphor, has transcended the realm of man and belongs to God."

"No matter how powerful and powerful a person is, how can he withstand the coercion of God?"

Jiang Yiming's pious face, as if he really saw God.

Zhou Guoan was stunned by Jiang Yiming's words, and his face looked incredible.

"Wait, I still don't quite believe what you said. You wait for me to call the old man." Zhou Guoan patted his head and took out his mobile phone.

"Beep...beep..."

"Lao San, have you seen Ping'er?" Mr. Zhou's voice came over the phone.

"I saw it." Zhou Guoan answered very simply.

"How is it? Ping'er's life is okay? Has anyone bullied him?" As expected, the first sentence of Old Master Zhou was also concerned about whether Zhou Ping was bullied.

"With me here, how can Aping be bullied. Father, Aping scared me this time." Zhou Guoan's tone trembled.

"What's wrong? What's wrong?" Old Master Zhou's voice was still calm.

"Father, have you heard that the exercises are divided into levels?" Zhou Guoan went straight to the subject, and couldn't help adding:

"I'm talking about the level of exercises."

There was a few seconds of silence on the other end of the phone before the voice of Old Man Zhou came.

"The third child, why did you suddenly ask about this?"

Seeing that the old man was a little reluctant to talk about this topic, Zhou Guoan simply talked about himself from the cleanup of Ning Maocai, and talked about it until Zhou Ping showed the exercises.

"That's how it is. Jiang Yiming said that it was a difference in the level of cultivation techniques, so I called and asked the old man."

"What you said is true?" On the other end of the phone, Mr. Zhou's tone was trembling.

"Really, of course it is true." Zhou Guoan assured again.

"Hoo...Well, let me tell you. There are three levels of exercises. Between each level, there is an unbridgeable gap."

"The worst one is called the white technique. This is the technique practiced by the vast majority of people in the world. Even many political leaders practice only the white technique."

"The second class is called the purple technique. This kind of technique is the foundation of a big family. Once there is a purple technique, it means that this family has the possibility of becoming a suppressor. Countries around the world , Every large family at the national level has at least one purple exercise."

"Of course, the purple exercise does not necessarily mean it must be a top-level family, because the difficulty of practicing purple exercises is also very high. Therefore, those families that were once the top-level families, but because no one in the family can practice the purple exercises, the families that have fallen Not in the minority. But in any case, the purple technique is a must-have technique for the top family."

"And the highest one is called the golden technique. That kind of technique... has always been just a legend." There was a trace of sorrow in the tone of the old man Zhou.

"But even if there is a golden technique, it is estimated that no one can practice it. The difficulty of the purple technique is already very high. It is often a top-level family with many descendants, and only a few people in the whole family can practice. It is said that it surpasses the golden technique of one dimension of the purple technique."

"White technique? Purple technique? Golden technique? Why does it sound like a game?" Zhou Guoan suppressed the horror in his heart.

"Father, do we have a purple exercise in the Zhou family? Why have I never heard of it?"

"Smelly boy, our Zhou family, as the country's top giants, must have purple techniques. As for why you haven't heard of it, it's because you don't have the qualifications to practice purple techniques." Old man Zhou mercilessly despised Zhou. Guoan.

"Why do I have no qualifications? Maybe I am the kind of peerless genius?" Zhou Guoan said unconvinced.

"Fat! Do you think you never practiced when you were a kid? You forgot that there was a time when I let you see a picture every day?"

"Remember, what does this have to do with the purple technique."

"That's the purple technique! Every time I let you watch it for a long time, you end up falling asleep!"

When the old man Zhou thought of Zhou Guoan's performance when he was a child, he felt a fire.

"Some things can't be explained on the phone. Well, since Ping'er has also cultivated the purple technique, you can let him come to Yanping immediately. And your elder brother, remember to ask Guorong to come back together."

"Yes!"

Zhou Guoan hung up the phone and looked at Zhou Ping with a complicated expression.