These few days, Zuo Hao was like a dream. Not only did he suddenly become a rich second-generation heir, but he also took in another disciple, Yero. Now, his life had turned into a warm life of teaching disciples and living with his grandparents.
"Master, can I do this?"
He saw Yero doing a set of twisted movements and then collapsed to the ground. Zuo Hao shook his head and said,
"Yero, you are a little old. Your bones have already been set. If you want to reach the level of your senior brother, you have to work harder and persevere…"
"Sigh, Master, don't say anymore. I'm afraid I'll never be able to catch up to that pervert Shixiong. I wonder if there's any accelerated version?"
Zuo Hao shook his head. Actually, he didn't like this disciple of his. Although he was smiling all day, he was actually very crazy. If he didn't accept him, he would probably do something bad. He had been a part of Xilan's sister and grandparents 'city maintenance.
"Haste makes waste. If you continue to train like this for another five or six years, you will be able to reach the level of your senior brother and be ranked in the top 50 on Earth.”
Yero was also very happy when he heard that. He forgot about the pain and laughed foolishly. If it wasn't for the murderous aura around him, Zuo Hao would have thought that this guy was a good person. Fiendish Qi was the Qi of unwillingness after death. The more one killed, the thicker the Fiendish Qi became, and it was extremely difficult to get rid of.
Those with a thick aura would be easily irritated and irritable. Their thinking would also be affected, and even their own qi would be affected. Not only that, but when one reached the core martial force, there would also be heavenly punishment. The only benefit was deterrence.
However, Zuo Hao suddenly thought of Xilan, and the corners of his mouth twitched. He had once been proud of his aptitude, but after meeting Sun Wukong, Ku Lin, and Xi Lan, he knew that he was a frog at the bottom of a well. Even Hierro, who was in front of him, was not as good.
However, he had also taken the opportunity to examine Xilan and Yero's bodies during the teaching period. Combined with Sun Wukong and Ku Lin's, he understood that the meridians of the people in this world were somewhat different from his. Everyone was somewhat different.
The biggest difference was the dantian. In the dark jing stage, one needed to open up the dantian. The upper, middle, and lower dantians would correspond to one meridian point and one organ, such as the pineal gland in the upper dantian. But no one in this world had one!
However, they also had their own advantages. Their cells were much more active than his, which meant that their bodies could store a lot of energy. Therefore, it was twice the result with half the effort.
Silan was proof of that. However, this guy neglected his health in order to take revenge. He would probably become a dwarf in the future, and his future would be ruined. Then, the problem was, not to mention the Super Saiyans, but just how did Turtle Hermit obtain their massive energy?
Bloodline? It was possible. What about the withered forest? Where's Yamucha? Could it be that they all had descendants of powerful bloodlines?
Carlinta was imperative! He had already asked around and would set off after his grandfather's birthday.
"Agando, I know. I even knew that you weren't someone ordinary when I picked you up. However, Grandpa and Grandma are old. I hope that you can accompany us for a while more…"
Zuo Hao's heart ached when he thought of his grandmother's words. How could he not want to spend more time with them? How could he not hear their concern? He was powerful, but what if he failed? Even if they were injured, they were still very worried.
Foresa! Evil Emperor! A huge mountain was pressing down on him. In terms of combat power, he was probably only a few dozen, while that person was in the hundreds of millions!
He could not stop. He had to become stronger. He could live for a long time. As long as he had the Divine Dragon, his grandparents could live for a long time too…
Perhaps Zuo Hao appeared to be too worried. Even though it was his grandfather's birthday today, he still quietly drank at the side.
Looking at all kinds of people, Zuo Hao, who was wearing tight-fitting clothes, seemed a little out of place…There was another person who was also out of place…It was a woman with golden hair wrapped in a headscarf. She was also wearing tight-fitting clothes. She looked like a thief as she carefully ate the food on the table with a happy expression.
For some reason, Zuo Hao felt that this girl was quite cute. As he stared at her, his mood improved a little. Perhaps she was smart enough to notice that Zuo Hao was staring at her. She gave him a smile and disappeared into the crowd.
Zuo Hao got up and wanted to chase after him, but he was stopped by a few figures. He knew he was done for. When he saw his grandparents walking over with a few girls and smiling, he knew that something was wrong.
" Ah, Agando. Come, let me introduce you to Miss Ya Yuexing…"
Grandma left with a smile. Blind date? I'm only sixteen! Zuo Hao had already forgotten that he was probably already in his thirties or forties.
The little Gu Liang that Grandma pushed out was about fifteen or sixteen years old. She was quite developed. She was wearing a pink dress and was cute yet gentle. She smiled and bowed to him.
"Please guide me!"
"There's no need to bow. Wahaha…"
Cute little loli! Although he liked lolis, he would not marry them. Ya Yue Xing looked at Zuo Hao's awkward expression and frowned, then silently retreated.
Zuo Hao was stunned. He sat down with a bitter face. As soon as she sat down, she heard a burst of bell-like laughter from the side…
Which girl was the one who stole it! Zuo Hao smiled foolishly, but he was greeted by something…the Dragon Ball radar!
"My sister dragged me to give this to you.”
"Sister? You're Buma's sister? Buma has a sister?"
"Alright, mission accomplished. I'm full too. I'm leaving. Thank you for your dinner…"
"Um, what's your name?"
"Tais!"
As he spoke, he disappeared into the crowd. His movements were very practiced. Zuo Hao touched his head and felt that his memories were a little confused. The Dragon Ball memory that was originally blurry seemed to be even more blurry.
"You are Yero's master?"
At the end of the party, a valiant figure appeared in front of them. He had purple hair, a military uniform, and a red ribbon on his arm.
"Yes, and you are?"
As soon as she finished speaking, the beautiful woman stabbed her dagger at Zuo Hao from somewhere. Zuo Hao was shocked, but he did not dare to make a big move. He frowned and grabbed the other party's arm.
The beauty did not move after a few slaps. She gave up on the dagger and kicked Zuo Hao in the groin. Unfortunately, his strength was still fine in the hands of ordinary people, but in Zuo Hao's hands, he was like a chicken.
He grabbed the dagger with one hand and threw it to the side. With the other hand, he pressed on the other party's body, forcing her to retreat and lean against the wall. No matter how much she moved, she could not move.
Zuo Hao was a little embarrassed when he saw her shy look. He let go of her, but he was slapped and ran away angrily.
The loud slap attracted everyone's attention. Yero appeared out of nowhere and said with a dignified expression,
"What are you looking at!" "Master…"
"Let's go and practice. It seems that your strength has increased quite a bit recently.”
He often heard about the purple-haired beauty, Yeroti, Colonel Violet, and Flower of the Red Silk Army. If he offended her, he didn't know how much trouble he would cause.
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