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??The Qi Master called several middle-aged people to his side at this time, and he told me something about how to train me. The middle-aged people were surprised and asked Qi Master Qi, a martial arts gangster who was just a first-class martial arts man at best. Is it necessary to mobilize such a group of troops? Qi Master Qi Mou, don’t worry, just follow what I told you.

When I heard this, I felt a little murmur in my heart. I looked up and asked Master Qi, "It seems that there is no need to mobilize others like this. I don't want to involve too many people in my business. In that case, you know that I am just a poor student. I may not be able to get back some favors."

Master Qi shook his head: "Reinzi! You are not going to see you. Although we have never seen each other, I don't see you. But what you need to know is that not everyone in this courtyard can come in and talk to me. I'm not just looking at anything else, but I'm looking at your master's face."

"I found you through Xiao Cheng, and he said that your master is Lao Zhou. Don't talk about such a small matter, even if it is a major matter of life, my surname is Duan, my surname is Duan, will have to help him fight."

I was stunned.

Master Qi continued: "I have been doing so many years, and I won't say that I've been doing it anymore. Lao Zhou is just a tough guy. In the past few years, I have been helping him, but he refuses to benefit from it. Alas..."

Master Qi sighed heavily and looked at me again and said, "I said to help you, but whether you can stand this help or not depends on your own ability. If you can't stand it, you don't have to worry about Qiao Xiong, but from now on, you will miss a good move. A good move can enter this world and find out the truth about your master's disability on both legs."

I was shocked when I heard this.

"What's going on with my master's legs? What's going on? Master Qi, tell me quickly."

Master Qi smiled slightly: "Child, I know you value the kindness of your teacher and are a kind person. Let me say this, but I don't know. Because I am now at a very old age in the capital, I have seen these donkey balls, horse and eggs."

Master Qi pointed to the three middle-aged men and said, "I don't have time to check it. You have to check it out. Anyway, what I know is that your master's legs are not broken by themselves, nor are they disabled due to a car accident."

I looked at Master Qi: "!"

Master Qi didn't say anything, but just gently knocked his index finger on the table twice.

The two very light moves made me understand what Master Qi wanted to say.

The master was very strangely injured. I had inquired from the side before, but Master Zhou used his words to make excuses.

There were two other times when it was hot in summer. When Master Zhou was wearing big shorts, I could see the section of his thighs. The section was very neat and cut out in a row.

Of course, it may also be that the limbs were amputated by the hospital after the car accident...

After thinking for a while, I decided not to make any conclusions about this matter before I got the master's oral confirmation!

Next, Master Qi asked the people around him to bring a large iron kettle and refill the tea bowl in front of us.

Tsing Cha Qiye told me that the national martial arts world we know and see is just a tip of the iceberg. Some things are not something that cannot be said, but if you talk too much, you will find that a lot of what you knew before was wrong. To put it further, there may be chaos.

Stabilization is more important than anything else, even if you lose something.

But now I haven't lost it, it just disappeared from the eyes of the public. They have their way of playing and their rules.

Master Qi said that he was not from that world, and at best he had some connection with that world.

He hopes I can get in!

It's such a simple requirement.

Qiye also said that he was not a master. At best, he only learned Baguazhang, studied under a celebrity, and had a seniority there. So many people knew his name, so they turned to him and respected him as a master.

In terms of fighting, Qi Ye said that he could not even beat a Sanda athlete because he learned everything about health preservation.

But because of his seniority, the martial arts world in the face pays great attention to this seniority. Therefore, Qi Ye speaks very well in the capital, and can invite people who can't be invited by others or even meet them.

His plan is to ask these people to practice me!

"You still can't exert force now. You have to call your strength, such as using your body, such as the step-breaking and twisting your legs to exert force." Master Qi stood by the table and gestured.

"This won't work. At best, I know the door of the bright spirit and touch the secret spirit. But if you really fight, you still can't work if you meet a Chinese martial arts practitioner. You have to practice something."

I was stunned: "Is it a god that has been proved?"

The seventh master nodded and shook his head again: "It's not a god, it's a Taoist saying. Martial arts, martial arts, you haven't achieved martial arts yet, and you're too far behind the Tao."

"Under normal circumstances, you can figure out this secret force. If you practice it alone, it will take at least six to seven years. It won't last that long. Then Xiao Cheng also said that your foundation is particularly good. I will find a way to force you and force this thing out of you!"

Master Qi looked at me and said word by word.

That day, Master Qi told me that he would delay the matter of Biquan as much as possible. Because I was facing graduation in about one month.

During this period, I will first get this university diploma.

I nodded in agreement.

Then, under the escort of the three middle-aged men, they returned to school.

Before leaving, I knew that among these three, the one who likes to talk to me the most. The one who teased me, his surname was Han, and he practiced Baguazhang. He and Uncle Cheng were both very good and very good friends.

When I returned to the school, everything was calm, but soon I could find that there were many people pointing at me behind my back.

There were several times when I met Fang Xue in the cafeteria.

She looked at me in a scared way. After being stunned for a while, she twisted her head and turned around and ran away.

Yes, I was frightened by her. Not only she has many people, but also many people.

That's how high art is.

When you show it, those ordinary people will not admire you much when they see it, but will only feel deep fear and fear.

Similarly, this is also something that makes me understand.

The days of the world of high-skilled martial arts and ordinary people are always two parallel and disjointed worlds!

Zhang Pinghai had met me several times, but didn't say much, only told me that his master had already cured Lin Jian. At the same time, he said that the master seemed to want to contact me. But he was just talking, and he hadn't confirmed yet.

A few days later, Zhang Pinghai brought me 10,000 yuan.

He said that I shouldn't have paid the money that day, but he should have paid it. I refused to ask for it. Zhang Pinghai was anxious and said, "If I don't accept the money, I will not forgive him."

I thought about it and realized it, so I took the money.

Tai Chi Sect doesn't want to accept my favor.

Why?

Because I have not yet cultivated to the level of discussing favors with others!

This matter was first reported to a small paragraph. Next, I started to work on my graduation thesis.

I have been writing for more than a month, and the subject matter is theoretical physics. What are unified fields, particles, quantums, planetary gravity, Milky Way, and some things that are tall and have nothing to do with living a normal life.

In duplicate, one in Chinese and one in English.

Soon, I passed the thesis defense.

The school teachers were very satisfied with me, and two of the old professors were interested in taking me as their graduate students. They promised that as long as I agreed, the exam would be a form. Then, I could participate in the project in the next semester of the first semester of the graduate school, and there would be scientific research funds to earn.

I refused, and I said my family didn't like me to continue studying.

The professor looks very sorry.

I graduated successfully and got a bachelor's degree certificate, graduation certificate, and a lot of various certificates!

On the day I put on my bachelor's uniform and took a graduation photo with my classmates, I returned to the dormitory and was packing my things. When I looked up, I suddenly saw Uncle Han standing at the door.

"I've got some skills this time."

Uncle Han hugged his arms and looked at me.

I smiled and said, "Yes, I have a lot of time now!"

Half an hour later, Uncle Han and I left my school with big and small bags of things.

Standing outside the school gate, I looked back at the school where I had lived for four years. I knew that from this moment I was no longer a student. I am a standard adult and I have to learn to face this great society alone.

I got on the off-road vehicle driven by Uncle Han. He asked me if I had any meals in the school cafeteria at noon. Uncle Han said, let's go straight to the target. Private table tennis skills.

I thought the place I was going to was a nearby courtyard, but what I didn't expect was that we went very far, very far away.

First, we left Beijing, and then headed west.

When the sun was about to set, we came to a used factory located in the Taihang Mountains.

Uncle Han said that this place was an arsenal, but later the factory had nothing to produce. As soon as the workers and engineers were sent to factories everywhere, the place went bankrupt.

Uncle Han bought this place last year. In his words, he just collected the rags. He bought them and took out the old things inside, and asked someone to sell them to make some money to sell them.

All fools know that ordinary people can't do this junk job. It's probably the only one who can do this job.

We drove directly to the factory entrance.

Soon, two young men in camouflage uniforms ran out of the yard. They opened the big iron gate and drove directly into the yard.

I won’t say much about the scenery in the yard, it’s desolate.

But the three-story building in the northwest corner looks quite new.

Uncle Han pointed to the building and told me that I would put all my food, drink, defecation, urination, and sleep in the building in the future. What else? Don’t look at the inconspicuous outside, the conditions inside are actually quite good.

When I got out of the car, Uncle Han led me into the building. I took a look at the restaurant inside, there was a master and two old wives cooking inside. Then I walked around to the second floor and at the door of a small conference room on the second floor, and I was stunned.

There were three people sitting there.

One of them is Teacher Zhu who puts big beads in his hand, and the other I don’t know.

The man was very thin, shaved his head and wore a very popular Tang suit. He closed his eyes and leaned on the back of the chair, and what he had saved was a pair of black and metal things in his hand.

Teacher Zhu saw me and he smiled and said nothing.

I smiled at Teacher Zhu too.

Uncle Han and Uncle Cheng are good friends, so it is not surprising that they can invite Teacher Zhu.

Strangely, the third person...

Can anyone tell me what this black brother, who looks like a black iron tower, did?

There are many international students in our university, and I often meet black brothers. Because I learn English together, I have a good relationship with a few black brothers. From time to time, I tell him stories about our 5,000-year-olds in English. Then they teach me some street slang in Britain and the United States.

By the way, I also learned the pronunciation of Australian English, common name, big tongue English.

A white brother said that I was very authentic.

So, I am not unfamiliar with foreigners. But strangely, a black brother came here. What did he do?

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