Promise!

Chapter 63, Cheating

Zhuang Jin glanced at Xiang Qichen. Why do some people insist on being tortured?

He said calmly, "I was lucky enough to break through the Three Sutras."

Fortunately, I broke through the three classics!
Fortunately, I broke through the three classics!
Fortunately, I broke through the three classics!
These words were like a devilish sound in Xiang Qichen's ears. When he heard them, he became a little unsteady and staggered a few steps. His expression was even more wonderful, as if he was struck by lightning. His mouth opened little by little like a toad, and finally opened round.

This month, I thought he was fighting and killing hard in the north of the city, working harder just to break through the three classics as soon as possible, but he was injured and suffered setbacks. Instead, Zhuang Jin was hiding in the Shen family headquarters, enjoying the comfort, and actually broke through?
"The heavens are blind!" At this moment, Xiang Qichen's defenses were completely broken.

After a long while, Xiang Qichen finally came to his senses and managed to calm down, only to find that Zhuang Jin had left without him knowing when. Out of sight, out of mind, the irritation was lessened, and he felt much better. He secretly comforted himself: "This is just a temporary setback, a temporary hardship, it doesn't mean anything. In the long run, my understanding of martial arts and my path are definitely the right ones!"

In fact, he had already realized in his heart that his talent was not as good as Zhuang Jin's, so he made up for it in fighting, hoping to surpass Zhuang Jin. If he denied this path, it would be denying the possibility of surpassing Zhuang Jin, which he was unwilling to admit no matter what.

However, Xiang Qichen hadn't taken a few steps when he saw Lin Hong, who was also holding clothes. Obviously, the other party had broken through the second realm and was now a second-level servant.

This made his mood, which had just calmed down, collapse again!
You have to remember: the month before last, when Lin Hong was learning the introductory martial arts, he had already mastered the Black Evil Palm. Now that he had broken through to the second level, wouldn't that put him on par with him? In fact, because of his injury, he might soon fall behind Lin Hong in progress...

Not only is he not as good as Zhuang Jin, but even Lin Hong is going to surpass him?

This dealt a heavy blow to Xiang Qichen. He took several steps back and began to doubt himself. Was he really wrong? Otherwise, why did he, the first of the eight people in the dormitory to break through to become a formal warrior and the one with the best martial arts talent, end up like this?

"Could it be that my understanding of martial arts is wrong? Isn't martial arts about pushing limits in combat? Otherwise, why are Zhuang Jin and Lin Hong, who are hiding in the Shen family headquarters and enjoying a comfortable life, constantly making breakthroughs, while I am the one who suffers misfortune?" Xiang Qichen questioned his life.

In fact, this cannot be said to be a question of whether his understanding of martial arts is right or wrong. It can only be said that: geniuses cannot beat krypton guys, krypton guys cannot beat cheaters, and Zhuang Jin, well, has never turned off his cheats.

……

Just when Xiang Qichen was still doubting his life, Zhuang Jin came to the Xuanzi No. 28 martial arts training ground. The official warriors who joined last month would learn the Black Evil Palm martial art here this month.

Well, after the Shen family expanded its recruitment of martial artists to 300 people, the number of formal martial artists released each month increased, with about 15 to 20 people per month. These people were divided into three martial arts training grounds. This month, Zhuang Jin had six formal martial artists under his command.

When Zhuang Jin arrived at the martial arts training ground, he saw a familiar figure at first sight, and he immediately felt a little happy: Isn't this Zhou Chao, who became a formal warrior last month and no longer felt bound by his constraints and confronted him in public?
Zhou Chao naturally also saw Zhuang Jin, who had changed into the three-patterned servant's uniform and came over. The expression on his face was extremely interesting at this moment, and his mental activities were about to fill the screen.

"No, isn't Master Zhuang a martial arts instructor for martial artists? Why would he be here to teach us formal martial artists? No, last month, Master Zhuang was wearing a two-line servant uniform, but now this uniform has three lines on it. Has Master Zhuang broken through the three classics?"

"No way? No way? With Master Zhuang's progress, my talent... can't it be that I can't compare to Master Zhuang? Then what about last month..."

"That's fine, but even if Master Zhuang had achieved the Three Classics, was more talented than me, and started teaching martial arts, why did he choose to teach us in this training ground? Are you kidding me? If I had known this would happen, I wouldn't have dared to do it even if I were beaten to death!"

Zhuang Jin looked at him with a sense of evil, and found that the expression on his student's face was even uglier than crying. He could probably understand it by analogy: after getting a college diploma, he thought he couldn't control himself anymore, so he argued with his supervisor and started his graduate student life, only to find that his supervisor was the other person!
He knew that although Zhou Chao couldn't wait online, he must be very anxious and worried that someone would retaliate against him.

"Okay, my last name is Zhuang Jin. I'll be teaching you martial arts this month. Um, some of you may know me..."

Zhuang Jin briefly introduced himself and after scaring a student a little, he got back to the point, talked about their end-of-month assessment, and then began to explain the Black Evil Palm.

In fact, Zhou Chao was overthinking it. Zhuang Jin was not that boring to target anyone. After explaining the matter in a businesslike manner for a stick of incense, he left to practice.

Now, he was so focused on accumulating the Three Sutras that he was afraid he wouldn't have enough time to cultivate. He even wished he could split every breath in half. How could he spare the time and energy to target the other party? Zhou Chao thought too highly of himself!
This also made Zhou Chao feel relieved at the same time as he was relieved. He basically didn't go near Zhuang Jin unless there was something important. If there was something... well, it was a question about martial arts, he would rather ask his roommate than go to Zhuang Jin, which reduced Zhuang Jin's workload a little.

……

Three or five days passed quickly.

Guo Jun waited and waited, but to this day, he still hadn't received Hou Yong's monthly tribute. He wondered if Hou Yong was just being too bold, too timid, or perhaps harboring some ulterior motive, so he went to look for him in person, only to learn that Hou Yong was... dead?!

Over the past ten days, Hou Yong's family has not had an easy time. On the one hand, they have no way to seek justice for Hou Yong, and on the other hand, they have to face some hidden malice and covetousness after Hou Yong's death.

Just as Zhuang Jin guessed, the next day after Hou Yong's body was discovered, Hou Yong's family went to report the case. After inspection, the government found that there were no fatal wounds and that he had indeed drowned with his head and face buried in water. They directly concluded that he died of falling and drowning after drinking.

God fucking drowned?

Drowned in such a shallow puddle? Or Hou Yong and his two guards, three of them intact? What a joke!
Hou Yong's family naturally did not accept it and kept looking for it. At first, the people in the yamen would be patient and try to fool them with some words, but eventually, their patience ran out and they would just throw it away if they kept looking for it.

By the way, Hou Yong and his two guards were drowned in a small puddle. This "strange news" did cause some sensation. Many people told it as a joke, and word of mouth caused quite a stir. But the government officials were thick-skinned and pretended not to hear, pretending that the facts were as they said. You little people can believe it or not!

The people in the yamen are experienced. They know that there are so many strange and absurd things happening in the city every day. They don’t care about this one more thing. Let these people talk and laugh. After they have talked and laughed, the heat will soon die down. Except for the family members of the parties involved, no one will remember it, and then it will be over.

They are very familiar with this!
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(End of this chapter)