Yan Zheke's face paled and her eyes reddened. She blurted out,
"You might need to practice with the martial arts to see the results!"
Faint teeth marks were left on her pink lips.
"… Maybe." Lou Cheng's voice was a little shaky.
If the Jindan hadn't mutated and hadn't spread to his entire body, he could have easily digested it with the Nine Words Formula's complete control over it. But now, with the aftereffects, he couldn't sense the Jindan at all, let alone control and control it. When he could control and control it, it was in a state of contracting and rotating equilibrium. The slightest change in its interior would cause it to disintegrate immediately. He couldn't do anything at all.
The complete martial arts manual that appeared because of the complete Nine Words Formula was the secret manual of Longhu Immortal, which included the parts that Ge Hui lacked. If he practiced from the beginning and followed the manual step by step, it was possible that he could gradually deepen the connection and control during the process. When the Jindan was formed, he could completely brand the Longhu Immortal's relic into his system and truly claim it as his own without the aftereffects. But the problem was that his root pulp had mutated. Force Concentration had become an instinct and could no longer be reversed. Changing the path was just an illusion.
His only hope was to achieve a breakthrough in the fusion of Cultivation and Martial Arts. But for George and the others to achieve Dan equilibrium, even if they unleashed their potential and changed their bones, it would be impossible without at least a year's effort. In fact, with their talents, they might not even see hope in three to five years. It would be natural for them to waste eight to ten years.
As for those with talent, who would choose a path that was still in its infancy and whose future was unclear?
More importantly, even if the fusion of Cultivation and Martial Arts was successful, it wasn't guaranteed to solve the aftereffects. The chances of disappointment would be higher!
While thinking, Geezer Shi walked over and patted Lou Cheng's shoulder.
"Why are you pulling a long face? I was as calm when I knew I didn't have long to live! "
"Let's go. I'll take you to see a senior and let him take a look at you."
I'm not crying! I'm not that weak! At most, my expression is a little stiff … Lou Cheng subconsciously wanted to refute, but when he opened his mouth, he couldn't say anything.
Yan Zheke quickly caught up with him and reached out her soft and slender hand to hold his firmly. She followed behind Geezer Shi side by side.
They left the base and were sent to the nearest military airport by a special car. After a few hours of trekking, they arrived at the capital where the sky was gray.
After a series of twists and turns, they arrived at a quiet courtyard house.
"Ahem, you guys call him Senior Mei later." It was rare for Geezer Shi to put away his playfulness as he instructed them seriously.
"Elder Mei? 'Great Master' Elder Mei? "Yan Zheke asked in surprise. A hint of joy appeared in her dark and beautiful eyes.
Elder Mei? The Taboo expert that Ke Ke mentioned? The only remaining Taboo expert in Hua Nation? Lou Cheng's heart skipped a beat. Hope rekindled in his heart.
Geezer Shi smacked his lips and nodded.
"Yes."
With that said, he took the lead and pushed the door open. There were no layers of security here, just like a real family in the marketplace.
However, Lou Cheng noticed that it was currently January. The harsh winter was in full swing and everything was withering. However, in this courtyard house, green grass was growing and flowers were blooming. It was as if the four seasons were reversed.
"They're all ordinary breeds that can't withstand the cold …" Yan Zheke said softly.
Just as Lou Cheng was about to respond, he saw the figure sitting by the stone table in front of him. He was wearing a grey Chinese tunic suit, and his silver hair was neatly combed back. He was holding the teapot and leisurely pouring fragrant brownish-yellow liquid into four purple clay cups in front of him.
This old man's eyebrows were so long that they almost jumped out of his face. His facial features were ordinary, as if they were everywhere. However, deep in his eyes, there seemed to be another world. It was the same courtyard house and the same layout. However, there were no flowers or grass. It was vast and lonely.
"Elder Mei, this is my unfilial disciple, Lou Cheng. This is the granddaughter of Shushan Study's Old Man Ji. Her surname is Yan. Yan girl." Comrade Shi Jianguo greeted them with the etiquette of a junior.
Judging from his appearance, he was much more experienced than Elder Mei.
"There are talents in Jianghu. Take a seat, my friends." Elder Mei pointed at the stone bench opposite him. His smile was gentle and full of disdain.
"Thank you, Elder Mei." Lou Cheng and Yan Zheke bowed solemnly and sat down.
"Your hand." Elder Mei looked at Lou Cheng with a smile.
Lou Cheng stretched out his left hand and supported it on the stone table.
Elder Mei extended his palm and placed his index finger on Lou Cheng's pulse. He half-closed his eyes and seemed to be deep in thought.
Lou Cheng felt as if his body was being brushed by a spring breeze. It was indescribably comfortable. Even the surging "burning" didn't seem to be so uncomfortable.
After a while, under the expectant gazes of Geezer Shi and Yan Zheke, Elder Mei opened his eyes. He gave Lou Cheng a deep look and said slowly,
"External forces are useless. You can only rely on yourself."
"Yes, Elder." Lou Cheng felt that his forced smile was so bitter. Yan Zheke's and Geezer Shi's eyes gradually dimmed. They fell into silence again.
Elder Mei didn't say anything more. He picked up his teacup and took a sip, indicating that he was sending them off. Lou Cheng and the other two left the courtyard in silence. They boarded the car and let the driver drive forward aimlessly.
After a while, Geezer Shi coughed twice and said,
"Elder Mei is not a doctor. You don't have to pay too much attention to his words. Besides, you still have hope to rely on yourself. Do you know what he said to me before? There is only one word, 'drag'! "
"Do you understand? Drag your life and wait for God to open his eyes! "
Lou Cheng took a deep breath and slowly exhaled,
"Master, I know. I haven't given up."
After that, he was silent for a short while. He turned his head to look at Yan Zheke and said calmly,
"Even if, well, even if I can't recover, I've done a good job collecting data during this period. I'm sure I can come up with my own fighting style in the future. Even if, even if I can't enter the arena, I can still protect myself …"
Speaking of this, he raised the corner of his mouth and smiled.
"Besides, with my skills, I can open a martial arts club and make a lot of money. Maybe I can even go to the 'Female Beauty Class' or 'Female Fitness Class'."
"Okay!" Yan Zheke nodded heavily.
She reached out her right hand and held Lou Cheng's left palm. Their fingers intertwined tightly.
…
A few days later, while Yan Zheke was busy studying in Connecticut, Lou Cheng stayed at home with nothing to do. Other than training and communication, he would often be in a daze.
At around 10 AM, he suddenly received a text message from the bank:
"Your savings card account ending with XXXX received 1200000.00 yuan at 10: 25 a.m. on January 15th. Current balance is 8162328.65 yuan …"
This was the monthly salary given by Longhu Club. Since it was the end of the year, the difference of 400,000 yuan was made up for a total of 1.2 million yuan. Including the original amount, he had more than 8 million yuan. Because of the large balance, the bank had been looking for him to do all kinds of business. However, he didn't want to meet outsiders for the time being.
Looking at the large number, Lou Cheng fell silent. After a dozen minutes, he sent a message to Yan Zheke,
"Ke, I want to terminate my contract with Longhu Club …"
"Huh? Why? "Yan Zheke sent a confused emoji.
Lou Cheng's fingers paused for a moment before he typed, "I feel indebted to Longhu Club.
I haven't done anything for them, but they've helped me a lot. Now that I'm getting such a high salary every month, I feel guilty. I'll help them save as much as I can. I have hands and feet, and I have a lot of savings. I'm not afraid that I can't find something with a good income … When I recover in the future, I'll just sign a new contract. "
"Accidents are unpredictable. Everyone has to bear the risk …" Yan Zheke pondered for a moment before she replied, "Since you feel uneasy, then do it."
"Okay." Lou Cheng lowered his head and looked at the Longhu Club navy blue martial arts suit he had bought years ago. His eyes lost focus for a moment.
After a while, he opened his contact list, found Dragon King's number, and dialed it.
After listening to the ringtone for a dozen seconds, Chen Qitao's dignified voice sounded,
"Hello?"
"Senior, I'm sorry to trouble you with the Dequeuing Formula. I'll always remember it and am very grateful." Lou Cheng expressed his gratitude first.
"Don't mention it." Dragon King replied calmly.
Lou Cheng looked at the blue sky and white clouds outside the window.
"Senior, I'd like to terminate my contract with Longhu."
"Why?" The Dragon King asked concisely.
"I don't know when I'll recover. I've been taking Longhu's money for nothing. I feel guilty and burdened." Lou Cheng was afraid that Dragon King would reject him, so he had already thought of an excuse. "I want to fight for that glimmer of hope in my best condition."
"You're not insulting the word martial artist." Chen Qitao gave a short comment. "Let your lawyer contact the club."
Without waiting for Lou Cheng to reply, he said sternly,
"Take what you took as compensation. Don't consider returning it. You can sign the contract when you recover."
This wasn't a question, but a confirmation.
"Yes, Senior." Lou Cheng felt a little relieved.
…
Three days later, on a Monday night, Yan Zheke was sorting out reports and chatting with Lou Cheng. Suddenly, she received a message from Li Liantong,
"Ke, what's wrong with your husband? His Weibo is exploding! "
"What's going on?" Yan Zheke was at a loss. She opened the app and scrolled through it. She found hot news related to Lou Cheng one after another.
"Breaking news! Insiders of the Martial Artist Association have confirmed that Longhu Club has terminated their contract with Lou Cheng! "
"Why did Longhu terminate its contract with Lou Cheng?"
"The fall of a Heavenly Son of the generation?"
"Lou Cheng's problem is more serious than expected!"
"Is it a serious injury that can't be healed, or he has no more potential?"
"Rising like a meteor and falling like a meteor?"
"Longhu Club's Foreign Affairs Department replied that it was not convenient to say more. They only revealed that it was Lou Cheng who initiated the termination and that he didn't want to take advantage of Longhu."
…
The news exploded and shocked the world. No one expected things to deteriorate to this extent.
…
At this moment, Lou Cheng also received many greetings from friends and "harassing" calls from reporters. He found out that the news was spreading.
He subconsciously opened his own forum and saw that it was in a state of panic.
"What should I do? I'm panicking! "
"Little Changye, Little Changye, ask your senior sister what happened to our idol?"
"55555, senior sister didn't reply to me …"
"How did this happen? How did this happen …"
"What happened? Lou Cheng's injury is so serious? He can't even stay in the reserve team? "
…
Concern, worry, surprise, sadness, and other emotions were expressed through the text. Lou Cheng stared blankly until he received an overseas call from Yan Zheke.
"Cheng, don't mind those reporters. They like to scare people and want to see the world in chaos!" The girl hurriedly comforted him.
Lou Cheng clenched his right fist and patted his mouth.
"Ke Ke, I know. Don't worry."
He took a deep breath and said,
"I'm going to post on Weibo and give everyone an explanation."
"No need!" Yan Zheke hurriedly stopped him.
To tear open his wound, show everyone the bloody scene, throw away his pride, and admit that he was weak. How cruel was that to Cheng?
She thought quickly and looked up. "I'll tell Ling in private. You don't have to explain!"
Lou Cheng shook his head and said in a deep voice,
"I can see that they really like me. At this time, I don't want to let them down … I don't want to not give them an explanation. This may be the only thing I can do for them now …"
Feeling that Cheng was determined, Yan Zheke fell silent.
"Alright, then, then be a little more tactful."
"Okay." Lou Cheng hung up the phone and opened Weibo. He lowered his eyes and typed, deleted, and typed again in the blank box.
A few minutes later, everyone saw his reply.
"Although, although I don't want to admit it, I have to. Maybe, maybe I won't be back for a long time. Maybe I can only say goodbye."
After clicking "Send", Lou Cheng leaned back on the sofa as though he had used up all his strength.
He closed his eyes, cutting off the light and seeing the darkness.
…
In Connecticut, America, Yan Zheke, who had just refreshed the new Weibo post, covered her mouth with her hand. Her beautiful eyes were sparkling and translucent.
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