Sunset gym.

Hua Wu always felt that the name of this gym was problematic, with a bit of dilapidated ominous meaning.

Zhong Shenxiu walked into the museum and saw an aunt wearing tights dancing happily. She suddenly felt that Uncle Niu was still very talented in business.

"Fifth Brother!"

Several young people saw Hua Wu and shouted respectfully.

"Little stone, nail, Axia!"

Zhong Shenxiu looked at the two men and one woman and called out her name directly. They were also children adopted by Uncle Niu. She was a little younger than Hua and was often taken care of when she was a child.

"I'm here to find Uncle Niu, where is he?"

"I'll take you there at the back."

Axia took the initiative to step forward and took Zhong Shenxiu to an office.

Uncle Niu was sitting behind the desk, holding a pen and reading glasses in his hand, as if he was approving some documents.

"Uncle Niu, the fifth brother is here."

Axia jumped forward and poured a glass of water for Zhong Shenxiu.

"Well, you go out first."

Uncle Niu picked up the thermos and looked at Zhong Shenxiu: "You are in good health? Don't show off and leave hidden injuries. How many athletes and martial artists have nothing to do when they are young, but you have to pay off your debt when you are old."

"Don't worry, Uncle Niu, I'm fine."

Zhong Shenxiu clenched her fist and an explosion came from a sound.

After this period of cultivation of the true qi of the white bones, his bones were tempered once, and his whole body seemed to be a little lighter, but the hardness of the bones was increasing.

"Hmm? Your martial arts?"

Uncle Niu's expression changed.

"I feel that I already have the strength to win the title of martial arts. I will play official competitions or find someone to recommend them to register for the martial arts association." Zhong Shenxiu whispered.

Bang!

Before he finished speaking, Uncle Niu slapped his desk suddenly: "No! I said no!"

His face turned red and his forehead was full of blue veins. This kind of angry attitude had never been seen in Hua Wu's memory.

‘What’s going on? Martial arts is indeed a good way out. I originally thought that Uncle Niu did not support Hua Wu to take this path, but he felt that his martial arts skills were insignificant... Now it seems that he just doesn’t want Hua Wu to become a martial artsman at all.’

Zhong Shenxiu was a little surprised: "Uncle Niu... Why?"

That's a martial artist!

The pride of Star Alliance is extremely well treated.

"Anyway, I just don't allow it. If you have a hard wing, you want to piss me off, then go." Uncle Niu's lips moved, and he didn't say anything after all, but just said angrily: "Go and be beaten to death, I will collect your body."

"Don't worry, now I'm the only one who beats me to death, no one can beat me to death."

Zhong Shenxiu smiled.

"Arrogant."

Uncle Niu stood up suddenly, giving people a feeling of surging blood and grabbed Zhong Shenxiu.

‘This is... I have touched the threshold of qi and blood? Unfortunately, I am old and missed the best period of cultivation and cannot hold the pill...’

This kind of strength is even worse than Lan Wangchuan.

Zhong Shenxiu pressed down with his right hand, grabbed Uncle Niu's hand steadily, and whispered: "What does the formal martial arts mean?"

"The strength of martial arts? Impossible!"

Uncle Niu stared wide, suddenly as if his bones were removed, he sat back on his office chair softly.

When his mind was lost, he seemed to be much decadent and whispered: "My true disciple is my son, Niu Dingtian... He is my pride and a formal martial artist, but after the assessment was successful, he died in two years..."

"How did you die?"

Zhong Shenxiu asked immediately.

"I don't know, but it's related to the Martial Arts Association, it's certain... The Maverick died inexplicably, and no one gave me justice..."

Uncle Niu said in his voice: "I'm just a son, I'm gone, I don't say anything, I only have a compensation... Haha, my gym has more than this amount in annual income. Do they think I'm a beggar?"

‘Is it a vendetta?’

Zhong Shenxiu felt something was wrong, so she quickly turned on her phone to find some news about famous martial artists.

As a result, something interesting happened.

There are many famous martial artists who are in their thirties and forties, all of whom are the best years of their lives, and suddenly become silent.

Some live in seclusion, some die of illness, and some have accidents...

Although it is different, there seems to be a powerful force on the Internet, silently guiding public opinion.

Let the warriors only see the glamor of martial arts and not pay attention to those miserable ends.

"The Martial Arts Association, formal martial arts, must have a dark side."

Zhong Shenxiu's voice was heavy.

He was also the supreme martial arts world, and naturally felt something was wrong with some dark doors.

Such a powerful force may be the official of the Star Alliance. No wonder Uncle Niu felt desperate and even gave up on himself.

"Although there are several formal martial artists who have always been very glamorous, some of them are not allowed to die. How about it, do you still want to go?"

Uncle Niu said in a deep voice.

"think."

Zhong Shenxiu answered loudly.

In fact, he rolled his eyes in his heart.

‘Even if I know there is a dark story 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 all my life. With the thinness of the world’s energy, I’m afraid I will be unable to survive after breaking through the Gangsha realm…’

"Why?" Uncle Niu asked in surprise.

"Because this is my dream!" Zhong Shenxiu replied loudly.

"No, do you want to fulfill my wish and find the cause of the Maverick's death?" Uncle Niu shouted: "Get out of here, I don't need you to pity me!"

Bang!

He grabbed the documents on the table, the thermos... and smashed everything.

"Don't worry, I'll leave first."

Zhong Shenxiu quickly flashed out of the office, closed the door, and couldn't help but sigh.

It turns out that Uncle Niu has such a sad past, and his martial arts should be very powerful, otherwise he would not be able to teach a martial artist.

Yes, although he looks only in his forties, he is actually almost sixty years old. When he is young, he can at least approach the level of martial arts's elixir to lock in his qi and blood.

If it weren't for this foundation, with his decadence over the years, his health would have been ruined long ago.

"What's going on? It's rare to see Uncle Niu get so angry." A Xia and others came over and asked curiously.

"It's okay, the old man is so angry, just drink more tea."

Zhong Shenxiu touched her nose and knew that this meal was gone today, so she walked out of the gym.

He thought about it and sent a message to Luo Xiaoqing: "Do you want to change your career and do martial arts live broadcast?"

In less than a minute, a reply came: ‘What are you going to do?’

But through the screen, Zhong Shenxiu seemed to see a pretty face gritting his teeth.

‘It’s nothing, I’m just going to go to the White Ape Martial Arts Hall and let them take care of their meals.’

Zhong Shenxiu replied.

‘Damn, I knew it was like this. Do you want to be famous in the martial arts circle? Big Bun.’ Luo Xiaoqing immediately replied: ‘Your future title of martial arts must be a foodie, foodie!’

‘Stop talking nonsense, will you come?’

‘Give me twenty minutes!’
Chapter completed!