There's something wrong with me

Chapter 9 Integrating into the big family

See the survival rate go from [99%] to [15%]

A sudden drop of 84%

Zhang Feng truly felt that the martial arts world was not peaceful.

At least with my current physical condition, it would be a complete suicide.

"Normally, should I continue to develop for another ten or eight years before intervention?"

Zhang Feng felt that he must have made the wrong choice in his "life path".

But there are also advantages to making the wrong choice. At least you can be exposed to more martial arts in advance.

"Hold steady for now."

Zhang Feng calmed down and looked at his master who was waiting for his answer with an expectant look on his face.

"Thank you, senior! Zhang Feng is willing to learn martial arts from you!"

Zhang Feng answered very formally, but after all, he had the accent of an elementary school student, so it was inevitable that he looked a little cute like a little adult.

"Good!" The master laughed out loud, unable to conceal his joy.

As long as the wizard is willing to follow.

He felt that he had time to slowly influence this genius to become his disciple with love and kindness.

"Congratulations, Master!" After the third brother got over his fear, he was also happy that he had a new 'genius junior brother'.

This is very face-saving.

"Zhang Feng has really become one of us, haha!" Brother Haozi has become a transparent person, and no one cares about him at this moment.

He was cheerful and used to it.

"Let's go take a look at our martial arts training ground first." The master quickly took on the role of 'master' and introduced the place to the newcomer Zhang Feng. "It's in the backyard."

The front yard is not big.

But the backyard is not small.

Zhang Feng followed a few people over and saw that the backyard was at least 200 square meters.

Not only is there a small vegetable garden in the corner, but there is also a piece of flat bluestone land in the middle.

This is the martial arts training ground.

There were some slightly old weapons on the weapon racks on both sides. Their handles were shiny, but none of them had blades.

"Drink! Ha!"

At this moment, more than a dozen disciples of different ages are practicing martial arts in the training ground.

Some of them still had their strong arms bare, and were sweating all over in the spring, with half of their training pants wet.

"Come on, come on, take a break. Let me introduce you to a little brother who just arrived."

The third senior brother spoke first and asked everyone to gather.

"Master! Third Senior Brother!"

They quickly withdrew and gathered in the middle of the field, their eyes shifting between their master and Zhang Feng.

Although look, they are very quiet.

"Well, there are some rules." The master looked at them calmly, his hand resting kindly on Zhang Feng's shoulder.

Zhang Feng looked at these people calmly.

Through their previous training, Zhang Feng felt that their skills were not as good as his third senior brother's.

Some people are even very inexperienced.

A quick glance revealed that most of them were new disciples.

But they are all big and strong, with a lot of strength in their hands.

Zhang Feng felt a little surprised. He thought that if they were all newcomers, they shouldn't be so strong.

But on second thought, I think it's normal.

'This is not a street martial arts gym, nor is it a place for people to strengthen their bodies.

On the contrary, this is a legacy, so the strong and healthy will be given priority, not just anyone.'

Zhang Feng put himself in their shoes and understood why they were all so strong.

Except for that rat brother.

However, he must have some outstanding qualities.

It's just that I haven't discovered it yet.

Otherwise, the old man would not have been so kind to him.

"This little brother is called Zhang Feng." The third brother saw everyone looking at him and introduced Zhang Feng.
"We'll be a family from now on."

The third brother walked back and forth in front of the crowd as if giving a lecture.
"Also, little brother Zhang Feng is still young, so you have to take good care of him."

Having said this, he changed the subject again.
"I'm telling you guys, take good care of Zhang Feng now.

In the future, you will be beaten and bullied outside.

Zhang Feng might still be thinking of you and is helping you find a place to fight.”

"Huh? What do you mean, Third Brother?"

"What do you mean we have to ask for help even though we're being beaten?"

"Third Senior Brother, are you saying that Zhang Feng is very skilled?"

When they heard these words, they couldn't help but ask questions, and looked at Zhang Feng, the elementary school student, with curiosity.

He doesn't look tall or strong, and at most his temperament makes him look a little mature.

"Right!" Brother Haozi said unhappily after seeing that his fellow apprentices did not believe his brother Zhang Feng, "Don't be dissatisfied. After Zhang Feng practices martial arts with you, you will know.

I might as well tell you now!

My brother's talent is definitely several times greater than yours!"

"Several times?" The disciples became a little agitated.

"Cough." The master suddenly coughed, feeling that Haohao had said too much.

Of course, if it weren’t for Haohao’s father sponsoring their martial arts school for many years and providing the greatest financial support.

The master didn't just cough, but slapped him directly.

But it was Brother Haozi who unintentionally added fuel to the fire.

This made several people who had just arrived feel very unhappy.

Among them, a proud young man of about sixteen or seventeen was the first to speak: "Master! Third Senior Brother! Senior Brother Haozi!"

He took two quick steps forward, clasped his fists and asked, "I want to try my hand with this little brother Zhang Feng!"

His words made the other disciples look over at him.

When a new disciple reports to the martial arts school, the old disciples want to test the newcomer's strength.

This is nothing unusual.

The master suddenly felt a little embarrassed because he had tried it before.

His three favorite disciples have all been defeated, so what is this young brat trying to do?

"Hehe... aren't you asking for a beating?" The third brother fell silent when he saw someone wanting to be 'beaten'.

Brother Haozi's eyes lit up, and he kept winking at Zhang Feng, indicating to "beat him".

The master looked at Zhang Feng inquiringly, "Zhang Feng, you?"

If Zhang Feng says not to fight, then don't fight.

He now treasures Zhang Feng very much.

Zhang Feng saw so many people looking at him, and thought about how they would have to get along with each other in the future, so he might as well show his skills again and beat them in the face.

Ta-ta-ta—

Zhang Feng walked down the small steps, looked at the young man, clasped his fists and said, "Then give it a try."

The young man also clasped his fists, took a firm horse stance, and started with Bajiquan.

It's just that his lower body is unstable, his start is wrong, and he has many flaws.

"I'm ready." But he was very graceful and confirmed before calling: "Are you ready?"

"Please!" Zhang Feng said, and then he jumped up two steps like a bird flying across the sky and quickly approached.

The starting posture, Baji "Triple Hands", seems to be a change of moves to attack the lower three routes, mainly knocking and grabbing.

Reality.

Just as the young man raised his hands to defend.

Zhang Feng turned around and leaned back, using his body strength to block his arm. His right hand was like a whip, and it had already reached his neck.

call-

A gust of wind hit his ears.

Baji, Jianglong!
"Thank you, big brother."

Zhang Feng jumped back and left quickly, standing still.

The young man swallowed again with his hand still in the air.

At this moment, the hairs around his ears were all blown up by the wind from the fist.

The blood vessels near the temples were also throbbing.

"call-"

After a journey between life and death, he relaxed and sat down on the ground.

He looks far less calm than the third senior brother.

"Thank you... please show mercy..." But he still forced himself to stay calm and thanked politely.

"That's amazing..." The other disciples were also surprised for a few seconds, and then fell silent.

In a flash, the enemy is defeated in one move.

What else could they say?
Then look at the young man’s frightened and dazed look.

What else do they dare to say?
"Welcome, Brother Zhang Feng!"

I don't know who started it.

"welcome!"

After they realized what was happening, they all congratulated each other.

……

night.

There were four tables of food and wine in the backyard.

Zhang Feng ate very full.

"Tiger and Crane Dual Forms, I have read several books with detailed explanations in my early years..." The master next to him was also explaining some martial arts knowledge, which benefited Zhang Feng a lot.

Learned the nature of the rest of the martial arts, as well as some general techniques.

……

"What? You said Xiaofeng was kidnapped?"

seven thirty.

Inside a small shop in the hardware market.

Zhang Youfa looked at his eldest and second sons angrily.

"It wasn't abduction..." The eldest brother said weakly, "It was that Haozi brother who said Xiaofeng was his fellow Taoist friend, and then took Xiaofeng to visit him."

"There's also a phone call!" The second brother nervously took out a note from his pocket.

He held it with him all the way, for fear of losing it.

"Why didn't you tell me earlier!" Zhang Youfa felt a little relieved. He grabbed it and unfolded it, only to find that there were two blurry numbers on it.

My second brother kept holding the note on the way. He was nervous and his palms were sweating, so some of the words were blurred.

"This..." Zhang You stared blankly at the blurry words, feeling as if the sky was falling.

"What relative?! This is definitely a liar!"

Zhang Youfa was panicking now, so he picked up the phone and prepared to call the police.

“The traffickers nowadays always like to say things like, ‘I’ll take you to find your father or your mother.

You also know that Xiaofeng was picked up by our family!

"After hearing what others said, do you think this child will think that by following that shady person, he can find his biological parents?"

Zhang Youfa loves his son dearly, and now he only thinks about the fact that his child is gone and has left with someone.

He was so anxious that he kicked each of his two sons while he was on the phone.

The customers who were about to come in were so frightened that they stopped in shock.

"Boss, are you so aggressive? What if I just ask and don't buy? What will happen?"

He thought to himself and turned and ran.

(End of this chapter)