Martial Arts Spiritual Exchange System

Fang Zhou can be sure that Qian Houzi is eyeing him.

For what?

Could it be that the ten copper plates were given to Qian Houzi last time, which gave Qian Houzi a taste of the sweetness.

So, does Qian Houzi use Fang Zhou as an ATM?

Human hearts can be so sinister!

Fang Zhou moved away from the collision with Qian Houzi and pressed the edge of the bucket hat.

He was also impossible to turn around and leave. Today, he came to the martial battleground. The main purpose is to find Master Zhao to get the qualifications for punching and punching, and also to test whether punching can accumulate Martial Dao experience.

Before arriving at the small gate, Qian Houzi did not expect it to happen. He stretched out a foot and stopped in front of Fang Zhou. He tilted his head, stared at Fang Zhou, and opened his mouth with a faint smile.

"Boy, I lack 20 copper plates to buy wine and eat."

The guard on the other side, seeing this scene, did not stop him, and even hehe haha ​​watched a joke.

Martial Artist bullies young servants, which is very common in martial battlegrounds.

After all, the money the young servant makes depends on the mood of the Martial Artist, and the status of the young servant in the martial battleground is almost the same as the prostitutes who serve the Martial Artist to make money.

The dense raindrops keep falling.

On the edge of the hat, it accumulates into drops of bean-sized water droplets.

Fang Zhou pressed the hat, but did not respond.

The atmosphere at this brief moment seems to freeze.

The expressions of smiling hehe on the guard's face began to stagnate gradually. They stared at Fang Zhou as if they were a little surprised.

The smile on Qian Houzi's face disappeared, and he felt that Fang Zhou had made him lose face.

His raised foot slammed down.

bang, the stagnant water exploded in ripples.

Then, that leg suddenly bounced like a steel whip, and brought up the water chain stuck to the sole of the cloth shoe. The back of the foot smashed a few raindrops falling from the sky, blowing up a burst of gouache, moved towards Fang Zhou's lower abdomen was removed.

If you don’t agree, just fight!

Martial Artist will not be punished by any rules for playing young servant!

It's so direct!

Fang Zhou's face hidden under the hat suddenly lifted up, and the qi sense in Dantian's abdomen was urged. In the next moment, the "shadow" technique flashed in his mind.

The shadow skill is extracted from the blood essence of the shadow cat in the blood sac of Lu Ci.

It is a footwork.

Fang Zhou stepped on his feet repeatedly, seeming to have a few overlapping phantoms, stepped on a few splashing water curtains, his figure was actually pressed against Qian Houzi's toes, and escaped the whip leg. .

The air fell into deathly silence, only the slight sound of raindrops falling.

Qian Houzi's eyes shrank, and his face showed a bit of disbelief.

On the other side, the guard guarding the wicket was also dumbfounded.

The unbelief on Qian Houzi's face quickly disappeared, and then replaced by a smirk.

"You still dare to hide?!"

"Interesting!"

However, just when Qian Houzi was going to continue to shoot, in the martial battleground, An angry curse came out immediately.

"Qian Houzi, do you really want to die?"

"You dare to move the people of Laozi!"

Master Zhao is holding a pipe, Wearing a gray gown, at a moderate pace appeared.

Qian Houzi saw Master Zhao, a touch of jealousy flashed in his eyes, stopped doing it, and bowed slightly: "Master Zhao laughed, how can the little money move your people."

"Just to see this Little Brother's skill in Interesting...seeing others do what one loves to do, one is inspired to try it again."

Master Zhao took a puff of dry smoke and lifted it up With his hand stuck to Qian Houzi's side face, he slammed it hard. Qian Houzi staggered and stumbled directly into the rain. The rain splashed on the ground soaked his clothes.

"See your grandma! Lao Tzu will arrange you to go to the ground to fight, let you see the hunt, how about?"

Master Zhao shook his hands. road.

Qian Houzi absolutely did not expect that Master Zhao would actually make an appearance for Fang Zhou.

Sweat is secreted on his forehead, I don't know if it is rain or sweat.

"Don't dare, don't dare..."

Qian Houzi who was slapped in a low voice whispered. Then, he got up and took the umbrella, moved towards Master Zhao cup one fist in After the other hand saluted, he hurriedly entered the martial battleground, squeezed into the crowd, and disappeared.

Only the moment he entered the crowd, Qian Houzi glanced back at Fang Zhou.

That glance was full of bitterness.

"Thanks Master Zhao." Fang Zhou cup one fist in the other hand.

Master Zhao squinted one eye and looked at Fang Zhou up and down: "The old man has gone wrong, you brat has hidden some abilities..."

"If it wasn't Qian Houzi Forcing you to kick your legs, the old man really can’t discover the secret of you brat."

Fang Zhou laughed, what Master Zhao said should refer to his ability to evade Qian Houzi’s leg just now, "Shadow "The reason why Master Zhao shot for him is probably because he saw this.

After so many years in the martial battleground, he still understands a simple truth.

Everyone has to be valuable. If there is no value, who will stand up for you?

Master Zhao held the cigarette stick moved towards Fang Zhou and raised his head, motioning to enter the martial battleground and say.

Fang Zhou took the hat, and the rain continued to drip down the edge of the hat. The guards guarding the small door had long since dared not come out, for fear of being called by Fang Zhou.

They are not afraid of Fang Zhou, but they are afraid of Master Zhao.

Although Master Zhao is only an Instructor, his status in the martial battleground is not low. Even if it is an ordinary Instructor, he dare not arrogant in front of Master Zhao.

Fang Zhou followed Master Zhao and passed through the tunnel inlaid with luminescent spar.

First, go to the young servant's work room to place the robes and hats taken off. Fang Zhou came to see Master Zhao again.

"I planned to find Master Zhao today..."

Fang Zhou cup one fist in the other hand.

Master Zhao was smoking a cigarette and glanced at Fang Zhou with one eye: oh?''

"Want to punch?"

"en. "Fang Zhou nodded answered.

Although Master Zhao was surprised, after all, Fang Zhou was unswervingly not punching yesterday. He changed his mind today. It seems that he was stimulated by Qian Houzi.

"Fisting is dangerous, don't you be afraid of death?"

Master Zhao laughed sentence.

Fang Zhou followed behind old fogey and touched the back of his head said with a smile: "If you don't punch you, you will starve to death."

Master Zhao hearing this, he also said with emotion:" Foreign race invaded the Human Race domain and carve up my Human Race land everywhere. What kind of ambassadors have been set up in the Human Race domain. Tyrannically abused power in the Human Race domain, causing people to be alarmed, and now everything is increasing in price."

"The salary of being a young servant will not increase." Fang Zhou muttered.

Master Zhao burst out laughing suddenly.

The two walked through the martial battleground. At this moment, all kinds of people have already gathered in the martial battleground. There are various smells of body odor, smoke, and sweat, and they are endlessly interacting.

In some rooms dedicated to smoking "Immortal Lotus Cream", many smokers are swallowing clouds and mist, and the slightly leaked smoke is extremely choking.

Master Zhao took Fang Zhou through the martial battleground and up the wooden stairs to the second floor of the martial battleground.

The second floor of the martial battleground is much quieter, and the boxes are decorated very gorgeous and noble.

The second floor is a symbol of status.

"Keep your head down and don't look around, especially the boxes with foreign race passengers. If you mess with the foreign race, no one will protect you in the entire martial battleground."

Master Zhao whispered.

Fang Zhou hearing this, lowered his head and followed behind secretly.

"Master Zhao."

Along the way, many Martial Artists greeted Master Zhao. Master Zhao hasn't changed much on the face, just smoking dry cigarettes, slightly nodded.

"Yo, there are newcomers again."

"tsk tsk, this thin look, I don't know how many punches I can carry."

"It is also fortunate to be able to come to Master Zhao, at least if he is disabled, Master Zhao will arrange an errand."

……

There are also many Martial Artists around who saw Fang Zhou, laughed and communicated.

Master Zhao ignored these voices and took Fang Zhou into the gorgeous box on the second floor.

Sitting on the red nanmu chair, the graceful servant girl poured a cup of tea for Fang Zhou, and after smiling sweetly at Fang Zhou, she bowed and walked out.

Master Zhao changed some tobacco to the pipe, and after re-igniting it, he took a few puffs.

"The tobacco of our Human Race is still good enough. Immortal Clan's hibiscus cream is purely harmful. If you become addicted, it will hollow out your body."

"People who practice martial arts are even harder to touch!"

"Not only burns money, but also burns lives."

Master Zhao slapped his mouth and said.

After that, he took out a piece of paper and pushed it to Fang Zhou.

"You brat has been a young servant in the martial battleground for so many years, and he understands some rules. Take a look at this'Life and Death Contract' and sign it if there is no problem."

"Yellow Class boxing, win a ten silver tael, Xuan Zihao wins a game of fifty taels, a land font size of five hundred taels, Heaven-class wins a game of 1,000 taels, and one or two Spirit Crystals."

"If the power and the wealthy fancy you and spend a lot of money to support you, you can still get some dividends."

"you brat is Old Fox in the martial battleground, but only in the fight Newcomers can only start playing in Yellow Class. If you want to be promoted, tell me, I will arrange for you."

"Drink tea."

Master Zhao finished speaking and used a pipe. Knocked on the table, said.

Fang Zhou picked up the tea cup, took a sip, and swallowed his tea while reading the regulations in the "Life and Death Contract".

"After signing the Life and Death Contract, I will ask you to take you to the martial training stage to practice some basic moves for boxing. You can also choose not to go, but to be honest, these skills are quite good. Practical."

"Watching in the ring and playing in the ring are completely different things."

Master Zhao said.

Fang Zhou hearing this, nodded did not refuse.

"By the way, Master Zhao, Qian Houzi is also playing Yellow Class boxing, will I meet him?"

The question of Fang Zhou, Old Zhao seems to have predicted:" Don’t worry, Qian Houzi is Lei Laohu’s Martial Artist, but since I’ve spoken, he dare not trouble you in a short time."

"However, Qian Houzi is very small-minded, plus About this time, he is afraid that he will completely hate you. When you return home by yourself, be careful not to be squatted."

"A dead person in the slum area... is no different from a dead dog. "

Fang Zhou hearing this, his eyes narrowed.

"Are there any questions?" Master Zhao glanced at Fang Zhou inadvertently and said.

Fang Zhou drank the tea in the blue and white porcelain cup in one sip and wiped away the tea stains at the corners of his mouth.

"No problem."

Fang Zhou then grabbed the ink-dyed brush, without the slightest hesitation and signed the name on the Life and Death Contract.

Here is the fight.

Life and death are fateful, and wealth is in heaven.

PS: On Monday, ask for a fresh recommendation ticket!