95: C95 In the Tianwu Martial Arts Club

C95 In the Tianwu Martial Arts Club

He promised Guyu that he would go practice martial arts the next day when he was free. After that, Zhou Yang returned home.

It was late at night. Zhou Yang took a shower, washed the smell of blood on his body, and sat cross-legged on the bed to practice.

The mid Foundation Establishment stage seemed to be far away. Zhou Yang had also practiced for a few days, but he did not feel any substantial changes. This made him a little distressed.

As long as Zhou Yang thought about it, those complex knowledge would flood into Zhou Yang's mind like a tide.

After cultivating for an entire night, Zhou Yang got up early and made breakfast for Nana. He then took Nana to the shop to play. The little girl had followed Guyu and Zhang Weiwei before and was familiar with the other people in the coffee shop.

"Weiwei, Nana will be under your watch this afternoon. I will come to pick her up tonight." Zhou Yang rubbed his hands and said to Zhang Weiwei.

Zhang Weiwei nodded but still curiously asked Zhou Yang, "Then what are you going to do? Not going to work?"

But as soon as she said that, Zhang Weiwei remembered Zhou Yang's previous identity. He was now the boss of a big hotel, so of course he did not need to go to work.

Zhou Yang did not hide it from Zhang Weiwei. He smiled and said, "In the afternoon, I want to spar with Guyu about martial arts and practice martial arts. I might not have time to look at Nana."

As he spoke, Zhou Yang also looked at Zhang Weiwei, as if afraid that she would get angry. Nana sat beside him obediently and her two big eyes also looked back and forth between Zhou Yang and Zhang Weiwei.

Zhang Weiwei felt Zhou Yang's gaze and could not help but smile. She looked at him reproachfully and then said, "If you go then go. Why are you looking at me like this? Do you think I will stop you from cultivating? However, you're not alone anymore. And Nana and I, don't be impulsive if you encounter any problems. Remember not to hurt Guyu either. "

Zhou Yang scratched his head and called the waiter over to pay for the meal. He nodded and said, "Don't worry. I'm leaving. Nana, you have to listen to Aunt Weiwei obediently."

" Hmph, I don't care. I want to call Ms Weiwei. " Nana stuck out her tongue, pushed Zhou Yang and said, "That's enough, dad. You should leave quickly. Don't delay anymore."

Zhou Yang smiled helplessly and then walked to Guyu's residence. When he first went, Guyu was also eating. It looked like she was sitting by herself. It was simple and crude, but it had a lot of flavor.

"You guys don't eat this every day in the sect, right?" Zhou Yang sat by the side and crossed his arms as he asked.

Guyu stroked her hair in front of her forehead and nodded. She said to Zhou Yang, "It's about the same. The sect may have more hardships. Master said that this way can train us."

When Zhou Yang heard this, he also smacked his lips. This was too much hardship. A big bowl of rice and stir-fried vegetables?

Regarding this matter, Zhou Yang did not think much of it. The food of martial artists was so bad. He really did not know how Guyu managed to endure it, even though her talent was outstanding. However, martial arts cultivation was not something that could rely on talent to look down on everyone.

Seeing Guyu like this, Zhou Yang did not know what to say. He nodded and did not say anything else. He picked up his phone and started playing. Anyway, Guyu was used to it. For a moment, she would definitely not be able to stand the sudden big fish and big meat.

After eating and cleaning up the bowls and chopsticks, Guyu said to Zhou Yang, "You came to find me to spar, right? But I'm afraid you can't use your hands and feet here. Why don't we go to the outskirts and find an empty space?"

Zhou Yang looked at the small room. The coffee table and sofa were almost full of the living room. It was indeed not suitable to spar here, but going to the suburbs was too troublesome.

"Let's go. I have a place where we can practice."

Suddenly, Zhou Yang thought of a good place. He took Guyu's hand and walked out without saying anything.

Guyu's heart was like a deer that was suddenly shoved into her heart. She hesitated for a moment and did not make Zhou Yang come. She followed him all the way to the downstairs. Only then did Zhou Yang open his hand. Guyu quickly pulled Zhou Yang and asked, "Where do you want to go?"

"Don't worry. Just follow me."

Zhou Yang smiled and walked out of the neighborhood with Guyu. They took a taxi. Under Zhou Yang's instructions, the taxi turned left and right and finally stopped in front of a magnificent building.

After getting out of the car, Guyu looked up. There were a few big golden words written on it, "Tianwu Fist Center."

"This is it? But we are not familiar with other people's boxing houses. This is not good, right?"

Although Guyu's martial arts skills were powerful, her temperament was somewhat different. She looked cold on the outside, but she had a kind nature. She even thought that Zhou Yang wanted to barge into the boxing house or something like that.

"It's fine. Just follow me."

Zhou Yang smiled and led the way into the boxing house. The two disciples standing at the entrance of the boxing house were dozing off when they saw someone walking over. One of them quickly stretched out his hand and stopped Zhou Yang, not even raising his head. He said indifferently, "What is it? Our master doesn't see guests today. Our brothers are practicing martial arts!"0

Zhou Yang coughed twice and said to the disciple, "I think you really remember eating and not beating. You forgot about me so quickly?"

The disciple's heart was burning with anger. He raised his head and was about to scold Zhou Yang. When he saw Zhou Yang's face clearly, he suddenly looked like he had seen a ghost. He widened his mouth, raised his trembling hand, and pointed at Zhou Yang. After a long time, he said, "You, you... you... you are not..."

This disciple had a very deep memory of Zhou Yang. It was him who asked about Zhou Yang. In front of him, Zhou Yang beat up a few people who came to participate in the entrance exam. It was also because he had neglected Zhou Yang that he had been arranged to guard the entrance exam. It could be said that it was very tragic.

How long had it been? Could it be that Zhou Yang wanted to challenge the dojo again? When he thought of this matter, this disciple wanted to smash his head against the pillar of the gate.

Guyu, who was standing at the side, tilted her head and looked at Zhou Yang. Could it be that he had been here before? It seemed like he was very familiar with the disciples of this boxing house.

Looking through the gate, Guyu was still a little surprised. There were at least hundreds of disciples in this boxing house. Compared to the number of people, they were much more powerful than their sect.

But looking at their moves, Guyu immediately lost interest. The things taught in this boxing house could not even be counted as proper martial arts, but it could also be that they were warming up. Even so, it was not worth mentioning in Guyu's eyes.

"What are you talking about? Go and call Zhao Tianlong out." Zhou Yang cleared his throat and shouted loudly. He did not deliberately lower his voice.

The disciple looked at Zhou Yang and swallowed his saliva. He definitely could not stop this person. Just as he was about to call Zhao Tianlong, Zhao Tianlong walked out of the door. A slap landed on the back of his head. "Pa!" It was a very clear sound.

"I told you to watch the door and not to be on duty. What are you talking about with random people?" Zhao Tianlong heard someone calling his name. He happened to be enjoying the cool breeze behind the door. After walking out and teaching his disciple a lesson, Zhao Tianlong looked at the two people outside the door. Soon, he was attracted by Guyu.

Guyu looked at Guyu from top to bottom and frowned. She could feel the light in each other's eyes. She snorted coldly and said to Zhao Tianlong, "If you look again, I will dig out your eyeballs!"

With a swoosh, half of the sword's blade was revealed, shining brightly under the sun. Zhao Tianlong quickly looked away and narrowed his eyes. This woman was not a vase, but her voice was filled with killing intent. Even Zhao Tianlong couldn't see through her.

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