Bam!
Iron Tiger placed a bowl with a little soup on the table. He wiped his mouth and asked casually, "How's the little fatty from the Zhou family yesterday?"
"Hall Master, that little fatty is still practicing."
"Still practicing?"
After Zhou Fu came yesterday, Iron Tiger had people secretly keep an eye on him. On one hand, it was to see what kind of person Zhou Fu was. On the other hand, it was to protect him. After all, Zhou Fu had placed his only son here. If something really happened to him, it would be hard for him to explain.
"Yes, that little fatty went to bed yesterday at midnight. He woke up before dawn this morning."
Iron Tiger scratched his head. "He woke up before dawn?
Went to pee? "
Pfft ~!
Laughter rang out in the room.
"No, he's practicing. He's been eating all this time."
Iron Tiger was dumbfounded. "Are you sure?"
"I'm sure. The courtyard door wasn't closed. Many people saw it."
"Damn it, who spread the news that this little fatty is a playboy? If he's a playboy, wouldn't the others be banging their heads against the wall?"
The surrounding people were instantly unhappy, especially Iron Tiger's four bodyguards.
"Hall Master, you're wrong. I also went to see. The boxing he practiced was the ordinary kind. Which one of our brothers isn't better than him?"
"Yes, yes, it's very ordinary."
"Other things aside, I was already better than him when I first joined the sect."
"Yes, yes!"
Looking at his bodyguards' unconvinced expressions, Iron Tiger didn't say anything. He also felt that this was the first day. Perhaps Zhou Fu would give up tomorrow. As the saying goes, there's no smoke without fire. The news of Zhou Fu being a playboy had been circulating for a long time, so it shouldn't be fake. He decided to observe him a little longer.
The next day, breakfast.
Iron Tiger just put down his bowl and asked, "How was today?"
"Hall Master, it was the same as yesterday. He went to bed at midnight and woke up before dawn.
According to my estimation, he slept for more than four hours. "
The originally lively atmosphere instantly quieted down. Everyone looked at the sect member who spoke.
Iron Tiger asked in a strange tone, "Did he practice with the wooden stakes the whole day yesterday?"
"Hall Master is wise. I have indeed practiced for an entire day."
Whoosh ~
The quiet atmosphere was instantly broken.
"Impossible!"
"It must be fake!"
"Yes, yes, it can't be true. That little fatty is at least two hundred pounds. How could he have such good stamina!"
"That's right, that's right. Even if he really cultivated for the whole day yesterday, it's impossible for him to wake up so early today."
Even Tie Hu thought so, as the bodyguards spoke with certainty.
"I wouldn't dare to speak carelessly. That Manager Liao even sent a lot of medicinal wine over and found a few girls."
Miss?!
The people in the room immediately grasped the main point.
"That's right!
I knew that little fatty wasn't a good person. It's only been a day, and he's already showing his true colors. "
"Yes, yes!
His true colors have been revealed! "
At this moment, Iron Tiger didn't know why, but he actually felt relieved.
"That … those girls went to apply medicinal wine for the little fatty …"
The room became quiet again. Everyone looked at the person who spoke with resentment.
People who only spoke halfway were asking for a beating!
Iron Tiger stared at the rice bowl in his hand and pondered for a moment before saying, "Eat!
We'll see tomorrow. "
"Yes!"
Another day. Early morning.
Iron Tiger led his four guards to stand outside Zhou Fu's courtyard. Through the open door, they looked at the little fatty who was sweating on the wooden stakes.
At this time, the little fatty didn't look bloated. Instead, he gave off a strong feeling.
Amidst the rhythmic beating, one of the guards muttered, "Damn, this little fatty is really going all out. Even if he's pretending, he shouldn't be doing this."
"Don't call him little fatty. If this gets out, people will say that the Red Sea gang has no rules. From now on, call me 'Young Master Zhou'!"
The guards looked at each other and said in unison, "Yes!"
They stood outside the door and watched for a while before turning to leave.
The fourth day …
The fifth day …
The sixth day …
The seventh day …
The eighth day …
The ninth day …
"Oh my God, this Young Master Zhou is a monster in human skin, right?
I've never heard of anyone with such good stamina. "
"Yeah, it's too scary."
"I've calculated. Young Master Zhou spends six hours a day resting and eating. The rest of his time is spent on cultivation."
Hiss ~
Iron Tiger looked at the figure with admiration in his heart. But when he spoke, there was some regret in his tone, "What a pity. Such a good child. If he had a mid-level Qi circulation technique, his future would be limitless. Sigh, what a pity."
Through his observations over the past few days, he found that Zhou Fu cultivated two techniques. One was an unknown palm technique, which was considered mid-level.
The other was a fist technique, which was the ordinary "Mountain Breaking Fist".
"Hall Master, what do you think if Young Master Zhou came to our Red Sea gang and cultivated the" Red Sea Art "?"
These guards who originally looked down on Zhou Fu had changed their attitude over the past few days.
"Sigh," Iron Tiger shook his head, "If it was a few years ago, it would be fine. But now, his achievements are limited."
The guard who spoke before was unconvinced, "It's still better than cultivating these external techniques."
"This is good fortune!
Let's go, let's walk around! "
Looking at Iron Tiger's back, the guards looked at each other. They could see the helplessness in each other's eyes. They sighed and hurriedly followed.
…
"Ha!"
Zhou Fu stepped and flipped. His body spun in the air. His right hand drew an arc and smashed onto the top of the wooden pile with a bang.
Boom!
The wooden pile was suddenly lowered by three centimeters.
"Huff ~"
Zhou Fu exhaled a mouthful of turbid air.
"Damn, it's finally full."
On the support page, the proficiency of "Rolling Stone Palm" and "Mountain Breaking Fist" had been filled. The cooldowns of "Bronze Armor Art" and "Eternal Spring Energy" had also been refreshed. A row of "+" symbols appeared that made him excited.
"Men, prepare some hot water!"
"Yes!"
…
Zhou Fu's entire body was soaked in a wooden tub filled with warm water. There was also a bag of medicine in the tub. It was filled with herbs that he had asked the doctor to prepare. It was good for promoting blood circulation and removing blood stasis.
"Which should I level up first, Bronze Armor Art or Eternal Spring Energy?"
These two cultivation methods would strengthen one's physique, but they focused on different things.
Bronze Armor Art would strengthen the skin and increase the toughness of the skin.
On the other hand, Eternal Spring Energy would strengthen the bones and increase the vitality.
"Forget it, I'll level up Eternal Spring Energy first."
"Level up!"
In mid-air, Zhou Fu madly pressed the "+" symbol until it disappeared.
"Eternal Spring Energy has been successfully leveled up. Current level: 20. Advanced!"
Zhou Fu, who was in the tub, took a deep breath and slowly reached out his hand to grab the edge of the tub.
"Here it comes!"
Zhou Fu's eyes flashed as a stream of heat flowed out from his body.
Boom!
The stream of heat suddenly grew and turned into a stream of fire, emitting a scorching heat as it flowed through Zhou Fu's body.
"Urgh ~ Ah ~"
The stream of heat was just an appetizer. Following that, a stream of energy surged through his muscles. It was like a farmer plowing the land, tearing apart his original muscles and growing them into even tougher and thicker muscles.
Crack!
The edge of the tub was torn apart by Zhou Fu's claw, but it was useless. The pain was still there.
It was as if there were small snakes swimming under his skin. It was a horrifying sight.