Simultaneous travel: I am a talented person in all the worlds

Chapter 242 It's just right, this is the real Sword Maniac!
Just as the group of heroes, Mo Yu, with his Tai Chi skills, was about to fall like a candle in the wind under the fierce attack of the Bitter Labor Monk, yet he still stood firm.

He secretly marveled at his own "monstrous talent in combat."

At this moment, he is also practicing Tai Chi, slowly and gracefully, with movements as fluid as flowing water, exuding a Taoist charm that is in harmony with heaven and earth.

Several elderly people who were also practicing health-preserving boxing nearby praised his "kung fu" skills.

Several elderly people praised the young man's kung fu skills. Although they couldn't understand the profound techniques, they could still feel the graceful, fluid, and natural movements.

"Xiao Mo's punches are getting better and better!"

"Yes, it's much better than the performances of those celebrities on TV!"

"With that figure and that demeanor, it's a pity that if he were a little more handsome, he could have easily become the lead in a martial arts movie!"

If people in the "industry" were to hear this evaluation, the peerless sword madman, who single-handedly broke through the Luo Tian Grand Ceremony, killed so many that the Quanxing Sect was terrified, and destroyed the Wang family, one of the four families with a history of hundreds of years, would be compared to those movie stars in the entertainment industry who are all show and no substance, and would even be criticized for not being handsome enough.
They'd be so shocked they'd drop their jaws, laughing until they couldn't breathe.

But Mo Yu simply chuckled, cupped his hands in a gesture of respect to the elders, and humbly thanked them.

"Grandpas and grandmas are too kind. I was just practicing randomly."

These are all elderly neighbors who watched him grow up.

In daily life, Mo Yu is actually very well-mannered and polite, as long as she doesn't resort to violence.

"Hey, Brother Mo! Long time no see. Practicing boxing here?"

A slightly breathless voice, tinged with a familiar laugh, came from not far away.

Mo Yu looked in the direction of the sound and saw a young, overweight man of average height but weighing at least 140 pounds carefully supporting a young woman with a noticeable pregnant belly and a happy smile on her face as they walked toward them.

"Xiao Hao?" Mo Yu greeted him with a sincere smile. "It's been more than a year since we last met. I heard you went back to your hometown last Chinese New Year, so we didn't have a chance to get together."

The fat otaku named 'Zhang Hao' immediately plastered a lewd smile on his face and chuckled:

"Absolutely! I accompanied my wife to visit her parents, and before I knew it... hehe, I 'got her on the first try'..."

Before he could finish speaking, his wife gently patted the back of his head.
"What nonsense are you spouting! You're never serious!"

"Tsk, Brother Mo isn't an outsider!"

Zhang Hao rubbed the back of his head and pursed his lips, clearly used to his wife's 'discipline'. "When we had our wedding banquet, Brother Mo was the first to arrive, gave the biggest red envelope, and even helped with the decorations—he was our best buddy!"

His wife blushed slightly when he brought up the past, but didn't say anything more.

Mo Yu simply smiled and remained silent. The young couple were flirting; he'd just play the background.

However, although he doesn't like socializing much and is of average appearance, he is actually quite popular.

Because they are tall
At 1.85 meters tall, he stands out from the crowd in South China.

Their hobbies are things like military strategy, traditional Chinese medicine, and traditional martial arts, which come with an added advantage in terms of combat prowess.

The human tendency to admire strength leads his peers to unconsciously gravitate towards him and form cliques. While they don't necessarily bully others, they at least manage to avoid being harassed by petty thugs both on and off campus.

The most outrageous thing is that, perhaps because he is tall and strong and has a strong presence, he has never actually fought with anyone from childhood to adulthood, and he always persuades people with reason.

This also meant that before he entered the Awakening Chat Group and came into contact with the 'Outcast' circle, he never truly understood how high his combat talent really was.

"I'm saying, Brother Mo,"

Zhang Hao steered the conversation back to Mo Yu, his tone tinged with the joy of soon becoming a father, but also genuinely showing concern for his older brother.
"I'm about to become a father, and you're the only one among us who still hasn't found a wife! When are you going to settle down? Don't set your sights so high, lower them a bit! It's not easy to find someone after thirty!"

He and Mo Yu were classmates from junior high to university, so he knew this older brother's temperament all too well. He seemed easygoing, but in reality, he was proud and arrogant.

The vice president of the student union at a medical university, who has never had a girlfriend—these two seemingly unrelated words are actually the real experiences of Mo Yu, the leader of the group!
To remain single until graduation in a medical university where women make up more than two-thirds of the student body is simply a myth! A true legend!
The main problem is that Mo Yu's requirements are too bizarre.

A normal person might at most ask for compatibility in appearance, physique, and personality. But his requirements? First and foremost, they have to be 'traditional'.

This 'tradition' is not a tradition in the general sense. It requires that one's thoughts, words, actions, personality and temperament be those of a well-educated, gentle and virtuous 'lady of a good family'.
It even includes traditional aspects of knowledge and cultivation, such as the Four Books and Five Classics, Buddhist and Taoist scriptures, traditional Chinese medicine and military strategy—these are obscure and ancient things that one must genuinely like and be able to talk to about!
There were women like that in college back then.

The problem is that Mo Yu believes in "destiny" and never takes the initiative to pursue relationships!
So despite having excellent qualities, he remained single, which made his childhood friends extremely anxious for him.

Mo Yu knew Zhang Hao meant well, so she wasn't angry. She just chuckled and said:
"Thank you for your concern. I've found a girlfriend, and if all goes well, we'll get engaged this year."

Zhang Hao, however, didn't believe it at all. He reached out and patted Mo Yu's shoulder forcefully, saying earnestly:
"Brother Mo, it's okay that you tricked me, I can just laugh it off. But you need to be aware of the situation yourself, you still need to hurry up and look for him! Don't keep using this excuse to fool your brothers and your family."

It can only be said that Mo Yu's credibility is already negative when it comes to 'finding a girlfriend'.

Almost every year he says "it'll be soon," "I have a goal," or "I'm in contact with someone," but in reality, over the years, he has rarely seen a female friend.

Zhang Hao lived in the same neighborhood as him, and Mo Yu's grandparents had privately asked him several times to try and persuade their clueless grandson when they had time.

Mo Yu rubbed his nose helplessly: "This time it's for real. Once the date is set, I'll send you the invitation first." "Oh right, whatever you say." Zhang Hao rolled his eyes, even less convinced now.

Although we haven't seen each other in real life for a long time, what era are we living in now? The internet is so advanced.

If you really have a girlfriend, there will always be some clues on your WeChat Moments or social media, right?
Moreover, given Mo Yu's extremely traditional values, he is definitely not the kind of person who would have a whirlwind marriage!

How could they be engaged this year when there was no sign of it last year? You're kidding me!

Just as Zhang Hao was about to say something more, trying to use his experience as an "older brother" to properly "educate" his leader.

squeak--

A soft, steady braking sound rang out.

A black supercar pulled up beside them, attracting a lot of attention.

Immediately afterwards, a professional driver dressed in a black suit and wearing sunglasses quickly got out of the driver's seat and respectfully opened the rear door.

A slender, jade-like foot, clad in an elegant black high heel, gracefully emerged from the car door and gently touched the ground.

Immediately afterwards, a woman wearing an open black women's blazer and a high-necked fitted wool sweater that accentuated her slender figure stepped out of the car.

She finally stopped in front of Mo Yu, took out an ID from her bosom and showed it to them, chuckling softly:

"Master Moyu, hello. I am Qu Tong, the person in charge of Yaoxing Society. May I ask if it would be convenient for me to have a private chat with you now?"

"Qu Tong? The president of Yaoxing Society?!"

Zhang Hao stared blankly at the information on the document, then quickly pulled out his phone and searched it.

Yaoxing Society! It is a well-known media outlet both inside and outside the industry, and even has branches overseas.

But if it were just an ordinary reporter or editor, Zhang Hao wouldn't be making such a fuss.

The problem is, the person in front of us is called "President" on his ID!

The highest-ranking official of the Yaoxing Society!

He quickly browsed the photos and information that appeared on his phone screen, then glanced up at the powerful pink-haired woman in front of him and couldn't help but gasp.

That's right! It really is her! Qu Tong, the president of Yaoxing Society! A very important figure with an extremely mysterious background and wealth!
Compared to his childhood friend's shock, Mo Yu was much calmer. Yaoxing Society's main target was still within the industry, so it wasn't surprising that they came looking for him.

Although he felt that President Qu's personal visit was not for a news interview, but rather for some other purpose.

If it were a time when he was bored and had nothing better to do, Mo Yu wouldn't mind playing along with her and seeing what kind of 'fun' she could bring him. But after glancing at Zhang Hao, he directly refused:
"Sorry, I'm not really in a good position right now."

"Convenient! Convenient! So convenient!"

Before Mo Yu could finish speaking, Zhang Hao quickly interrupted him. He had clearly discerned from Mo Yu's actions that Mo Yu was refusing because of him.

Zhang Hao turned his head and whispered in his ear:

"Brother Mo! This is Yaoxing Society! A major media outlet! You'd better go with them right away! Make a good impression! This is a great opportunity to make a name for yourself or even reap some benefits!"

If you have any juicy information, remember to ask for plenty of benefits; don't be shy! And don't be foolish enough to let someone steal your information with just a few words!

After saying that, without waiting for Mo Yu's response, Zhang Hao immediately pulled his wife away, afraid of delaying his elder brother's "important business".

Qu Tong watched the two of them walk away, a hint of surprise in her eyes. This was the first time she had directly interacted with Mo Yu in real life.

The gentle, polite, and even somewhat 'ordinary' young man before her seemed to be quite different from the powerful, bloodthirsty, and unpredictable 'Wudang Sword Maniac' she had gathered and analyzed.

They could even be said to be completely unrelated!
Seeing that Zhang Hao and his wife had already walked far away, and that most of the neighbors were intimidated by the sudden appearance of the luxury car and Qu Tong's aura, Mo Yu dared not get too close.

He thought for a moment, and since he had nothing else to do, he nodded without saying anything more, and stepped into the spacious and comfortable back seat of the black supercar.

The driver closed the car door, completely shutting out the noise from the outside world.

A dark, one-way soundproof glass panel slowly rises, completely separating the rear seats from the driver's seat into two independent spaces.

Unless the people in the back seat do something violent enough to shake the entire vehicle, the driver in the front seat will be completely unaware of what they are talking about or doing, just like a deaf and blind person.

"Since you have access to my information and can find this place, you should understand..."

Mo Yu leaned back slightly, his tone calm yet carrying an invisible, icy pressure, "You shouldn't have been here at all! And you shouldn't have... come to find me this way!"

As if locked in some way, Qu Tong sensed a deadly edge in the darkness!

She was like a small boat adrift in a raging sea, where a slight misstep could lead to her being swallowed up by the 'natural disaster' beside her.

There was not a single inch of room to survive! Nor was there any possibility of resistance!
But she wasn't surprised. Instead, she smiled slightly. This was it—Mo Yu! The Bloodthirsty Sword Maniac!
(End of this chapter)