latter-day traveler

Zhou Tianyi originally thought that Zhang Fenghua would accept it very happily, but his answer was unexpected.

"It's too late. If it had been 20 years earlier, I would have been so happy that I couldn't sleep. But now that I am an old man, I can no longer go into battle to kill the enemy even if my meridians have recovered. Rather than entering the cage again, it is better to be safe and sound.

Continue to shine here." As he spoke, Zhang Fenghua was already lying on the bed safely.

Zhou Tianyi said puzzledly: "No matter what, there will be benefits after restoring the meridians."

Zhang Fenghua shook his head: "Son, do you want me to go to war again at my age?"

"Ah! This..." Zhou Tianyi was speechless for a moment.

Zhang Fenghua said: "I am eighty-six years old this year. Most of the people of my generation have died. There is no interest in living alone. Even if I recover my meridians and start practicing again, it will be difficult to make any progress. Rather than this, it is better to be like this now."

Carefree, do you understand?"

Zhang Fenghua looked at Zhou Tianyi, his eyes full of wisdom.

Zhou Tianyi naturally would not understand this state of affairs, but he still respected Zhang Fenghua's choice.

"I understand, good night, senior."

"Good night."

…

Wake up and start the next day's work again.

In the morning, Zhou Tianyi was still studying books about blacksmithing.

After all, as a "waste" he couldn't practice in a library openly.

However, he doesn't want to cause trouble, but there are always people looking for trouble for him.

Just when he was concentrating on studying the forging map, a group of students came to him in a crowd, led by none other than the two women who mocked Zhou Tianyi because of Zhao Heng yesterday.

"Brother, he was the one who caused trouble for me last night!" One of the women pointed at Zhou Tianyi and said.

Zhou Tianyi looked up and saw that seven or eight people in front of him had surrounded the counter.

These people were about the same age as him, all in their teens, and there were a few girls behind them, presumably to support the scene.

"Hey, are you looking for a place?" Zhou Tianyi closed the book leisurely.

"Boy, did you deliberately make things difficult for my sister yesterday?" The leader stepped forward and asked.

This guy is not small, he is 1.9 meters tall and looks like an iron tower when he stands in front of him. Zhou Tianyi is not short, but he is indeed dwarfed in front of this man.

These people are all at the level of warriors, and none of them have reached the ninth level of opening the pulse.

The reason why they are said to be innate warriors is that they should be similar to the youth class. They have detected the level of communication with spiritual energy in advance before they can come here to practice.

"She is the one who is looking for trouble. It's none of my business." Zhou Tianyi shrugged his shoulders and said nonchalantly.

Seeing that this kid was not on the road, Yimijiu said coldly: "Apologise to my sister, otherwise, I won't let you out of this library door."

Seeing the arrogance of these people, Zhou Tianyi really wanted to laugh.

Although he can only be regarded as a new martial artist now, it is not a problem to deal with these little brats who have not experienced actual combat.

He raised his eyes and looked upstairs, making sure that Zhang Fenghua didn't hear the sound and then said: "It's not convenient to talk here. Find a place where you can do it, and I will talk to you."

Zhou Tianyi took the initiative to take action, which surprised Yimijiu. They had already found out clearly before coming that Zhou Tianyi was a cripple with no meridians.

Now this loser actually wants to fight with them. This is really the most ridiculous thing in the world!

"You useless person, you want to fight with us? Your head is blocked by the door." Yimijiu sneered.

Zhou Tianyi was too lazy to talk nonsense with him. He still wanted to study how to forge equipment: "In a word, if you don't want to fight, just find a place where no one is around. When you see blood, say that you knocked it. If you don't dare to fight, just get out of here."

There is so much nonsense!"

As soon as these words came out, not only Yimijiu became angry, but also several people around him.

"You kid, you are seeking death."

"Brother Zhang Heng, beat him!"

"Yes! Brother, teach him a lesson and tell him not to think that he can show off his power here just because he has done some first-class merit."

…

"Okay, since you have the courage, then go to the martial arts field. It doesn't matter even if you kill people." Zhang Heng said condescendingly.

"Okay, let's go!" Zhou Tianyi straightened his body and faced him tit for tat.

At this time, a light voice came from upstairs: "Don't delay lunch."

"Okay!" It turned out that Zhang Fenghua had been listening, and he agreed. Even if the attack was really heavy, I think he could still help him.

Just like that, a group of people came to the martial arts arena.

There is a large playground here, with wet lawn on the ground. Students in twos and threes around are holding wooden swords and other equipment to compete with each other, and some teachers are giving instructions to the students.

After Zhou Tianyi and his group arrived here, they immediately attracted the attention of many people.

"Hey, isn't this Zhang Heng, the squad leader of Class 3? Why are they doing this?"

"All the assassins from Class Three are here, what else can we do? Let's fight. Go and have a look."

"Hehehe, does anyone know the inside story? Tell me about it."

"I know, I know. I heard that Zhang Yan went to the library to borrow books yesterday and was tricked by the librarian."

"Good guy, which new first-class librarian is he? This guy really doesn't understand the situation. Why is he pretending to be so stupid when his body is broken?"

"It's just that you can't finish eating the imperial food, but you still want to cause trouble. You really don't know what's good or bad!"

…

A group of people were chattering, and everyone saw Zhou Tianyi's message in the live broadcast of the public summary meeting of the Changshan Defense Battle.

There was absolutely no suspense in a duel between a crippled hero and Zhang Heng, who was already an eighth-level warrior.

Soon, a circle formed around them, and there was a tendency for more and more people to get bigger and bigger.

Zhou Tianyi is not afraid of people looking at him. He just wants to establish his authority this time, so that no one will bother him again.

"Boy, I see you are quite arrogant. I guess you are not bad at strength. I think so, how about we have a bet?" Zhou Tianyi said.

"How to bet, what to bet on?" Zhang Heng raised the corner of his mouth and sneered.

Zhou Tianyi thought for a while and said: "I see that you are a poor student and you don't have much Mane, so let's just bet on meat and vegetables for a month."

"If you win, I will only eat white rice and give you all the meat and vegetables for the next month. If I win, you will only eat white rice, and at the same time, you will also give me the meat and vegetables. How about that?"

"It's boring, but I don't care. I'm just afraid that you will have to eat liquid food from now on." Zhang Heng's face already had a bit of sinister look on it.

Obviously he has decided to deal with Zhou Tianyi well.

Seeing that he agreed, Zhou Tianyi turned to look at the others: "Other students can also place bets. I have two million horses in my hand. If you bet on me, I will pay you ten for each one I win. If you bet on me, I will lose.

I’ll pay you a hundred for each one!”