Sunset Fitness Center.
Hua Wu had always felt that the name of this fitness center was problematic. It had an ominous feeling of dilapidation.
As Zhong Shenxiu walked into the building, she saw aunties in tight clothes happily dancing a fitness dance. She suddenly felt that Uncle Niu had a great talent for doing business.
"Brother Wu!"
A few young people saw Hua Wu and greeted him respectfully.
"Little Rock, Nail, Xia!"
Chung Shen-soo looked at the two boys and one girl and called out their names. They were also adopted by Uncle Niu. They were a little younger than Hua Wu and were often taken care of.
"I'm looking for Uncle Niu. Where is he?"
"He's in the back. I'll take you there."
Xia took the initiative and led Chung Shen-soo to an office.
Uncle Niu was sitting behind the desk with a pen in his hand and reading glasses. He seemed to be in the middle of some document.
"Uncle Niu, Brother Wu is here."
Xia skipped forward and poured a glass of water for Chung Shen-soo.
"Okay, you can leave first."
Uncle Niu picked up the vacuum flask and looked at Chung Shen-soo. "Are you feeling better? Don't force yourself and leave behind internal injuries. Many athletes and martial artists have nothing to do when they're young, but when they're old, they have to pay back their debts. "
"Don't worry, Uncle Niu. I'm fine."
Chung Shen-soo clenched his fist and made an explosive sound.
During this period of time, his bones had been tempered by the White Bone True Qi. His body seemed to have become lighter, but the hardness of his bones had increased.
"Huh? Your martial arts? "
Uncle Niu's expression changed.
"I feel that I already have the strength to fight for the title of martial artist. I'll fight in official competitions or find someone to recommend me to register with the Martial Artist Association," Chung Shen-soo said in a low voice.
Bang!
Before he finished his sentence, Uncle Niu slammed the desk. "No! I said no! "
His face was flushed, and the veins on his forehead bulged. Hua Wu had never seen Hua Wu so angry in his memories.
"What's going on? Becoming a Martial Artist is indeed a good path. I originally thought that Uncle Niu didn't support Hua Wu because he thought his martial arts were weak … Now it seems that he doesn't want Hua Wu to become a Martial Artist at all. '
Chung Shen-soo was shocked. "Uncle Niu … why?"
That was a Martialist!
The pride of the Star Alliance was treated extremely well.
"In any case, I won't allow it. Since you've grown up and want to anger me to death, go ahead." Uncle Niu's lips moved, but he didn't say anything in the end. He just said angrily, "Go and be beaten to death. I still have to collect your corpse."
"Don't worry. Only I can kill people now. No one can kill me."
Chung Shen-soo laughed.
"Arrogant."
Uncle Niu stood up abruptly, giving off a feeling that his blood and Qi was surging. He reached out to grab Chung Shen-soo.
'This … has already touched the threshold of Qi and Blood? It's a pity that I'm too old and have missed the best period for cultivation.
This kind of strength was slightly weaker than Lan Wangchuan's.
Chung Shen-soo pressed down with his right hand and firmly grabbed Uncle Niu's hand. He said in a low voice, "What does an official Martialist represent?"
"The strength of a Martialist? Impossible! "
Uncle Niu's eyes widened. Suddenly, as if his bones had been pulled out, he fell back into the office chair softly.
At this moment, he seemed to be much more dispirited. He said in a low voice, "My direct disciple is my son, Niu Dingtian … He was my pride and was also an official Martialist. But after he passed the assessment, he died two years later …"
"How did he die?"
Chung Shen-soo asked immediately.
"I don't know, but it must be related to the Martialist Association … Xiao Niu died for no reason, and no one gave me justice …" Uncle Niu sounded like he was about to cry.
Uncle Niu sounded like he was about to cry. "I only have one son, and he's gone just like that. They didn't even say anything, and they only asked for compensation … Hehe, my gym's annual income is more than that. Do they think I'm a beggar?"
"Could it be vendetta?"
Chung Shen-soo felt that something was wrong. He quickly turned on his phone and searched for news about famous Martialists.
In the end, an interesting thing happened.
Many famous Martialists in their thirties and forties, which were the best years of their lives, suddenly fell silent.
Some lived in seclusion, some died of illness, and some died in accidents …
Although they were all different, there seemed to be a powerful force on the Internet that was silently guiding public opinion.
It made the Martialists only see the glory of the Martialists and not pay attention to the miserable ending.
"The Martialist Association and the official Martialists must be shady."
Chung Shen-soo's voice was solemn.
He used to be the most respected person in the martial arts world. Naturally, he felt that something was wrong with some shady things.
Such a powerful force might be the GAL officials. No wonder Uncle Niu felt hopeless and even gave up on himself.
"Although there are a few official Martialists who have always lived a good life, there are also some who died horrible deaths. How about it, do you still want to go?"
Uncle Niu said in a low voice.
"Yes."
Chung Shen-soo replied loudly.
In fact, he was rolling his eyes in his heart.
'Even if I know there is shady business or even a trap, I have to jump in because this is Hua Wu's obsession. If I don't complete it, I will be trapped in this world for the rest of my life. With the thinness of the world's Yuan Qi in this world, I'm afraid I won't be able to continue after breaking through the Gang Sha realm …'
"Why?" Uncle Niu asked in surprise.
"Because this is my dream!" Chung Shen-soo replied loudly.
"No, you want to fulfill my wish and find the cause of Xiao Niu's death?" Uncle Niu roared, "Get lost, I don't need you to pity me!"
Pa!
He directly grabbed the documents on the table, the thermos flask … Everything was thrown at him.
"Please calm down, I'll leave first."
Chung Shen-soo hurriedly flashed out of the office and closed the door. He couldn't help but sigh.
It turned out that Uncle Niu had such a sad past. His own martial arts should be very powerful, otherwise he wouldn't have been able to teach a Martialist.
Although he looked like he was in his forties, he was actually in his sixties. When he was young, he was at least close to the Qi Nucleation realm of the Martialists, so he could lock his qi and blood.
If it weren't for this foundation, his body would've been crippled long ago due to his decadence over the years.
"What happened? It's rare to see Uncle Niu so angry. "Ah Xia and others came over and asked curiously.
"It's okay. The old man has a bad temper. He will be fine after drinking more tea."
Chung Shen-soo touched his nose, knowing that today's meal was over. He walked out of the gym.
He thought for a while and sent a message to Luo Xiaoqing, "Do you want to change your career to do a martial arts live broadcast?"
In less than a minute, someone replied, "What are you going to do?"
Just through the screen, Chung Shen-soo seemed to see a pretty face gnashing her teeth.
"Nothing, I'm just going to Baiyuan Martial Arts School and ask them to take care of my meals."
Chung Shen-soo replied.
"Gosh, I knew it. Do you want to be famous in the martial arts circle? Rice Bucket." Luo Xiaoqing immediately replied, "Your title as a Martialist in the future must be Rice Bucket, Foodie!"
"Cut the crap, are you coming or not?"
"Give me 20 minutes!"
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