"Young man, you are too impatient.”
Although Kadun said this, he did get up from his kneeling position. His disciple beside him was also smart and immediately took away the chair with the tea set. A battle was about to break out.
The middle-aged man was not as strong as the Pugilist before him. His arms were slightly longer, but he had the demeanor of a great teacher despite being an ordinary person.
"Ha!"
Ka Dun was the first to attack. It was his strongest move, Break! He had once broken a meter-thick tree with a single punch!
Zuo Hao smiled. He was indeed not on the same level as the other martialists. He moved sideways to avoid them, only to find that the other party was smiling coldly. No, the real killer move was his other hand.
Kadun's lower body was abnormally twisted, and he could actually punch with both hands at the same time. Moreover, under his loose martial arts robe, his vision was blocked, so he did not notice it.
Zuo Hao quickly blocked it with his hand and slid back a few steps.
"I underestimated you, didn't I?"
Zuo Hao patted his clothes to indicate that he was fine. He was about to attack when he realized that something was wrong with his body. He looked up and glared at Ka Dun. He said, shameless!
"Young man, you are too young. Admit defeat and acknowledge me as your master. Otherwise…I will kill countless challengers.”
"Humph! Do you think you can win for sure?"
"If you have enough courage, then I'll let you die under my ultimate move, Eight-sided Strike!”
Amidst the cheers of his disciples, Caden slowly walked over. The other party used the hands hidden in his sleeves, his knees, and Dream's extended head to attack each other. It was as if four or five people were attacking from different directions.
Countless attacks landed on Zuo Hao's body. He seemed to have lost his strength and allowed the other party to attack him. However, after taking hundreds of attacks, he did not fall.
Knee Strike! Suddenly, Zuo Hao kicked Ka Dun and sent him flying. He landed hard on the ground. At this moment, he was really like a turtle.
"Bah! He was clearly quite strong, but he did all kinds of dirty things.”
Zuo Hao spat out a mouthful of bloody phlegm. His body seemed to have recovered a little. Caden said with an incredulous look,"
"How is that possible? This is a martial arts legend, taught by Teacher Wu Tian. How can you be fine? I don't believe it!"
After saying that, he attacked again.
Teacher Wu Tian? Was it that unreliable old man Turtle Hermit? Perhaps he had been deceived here, or perhaps Turtle Hermit knew that this guy had bad intentions and taught him with malicious intent. He had already reached the peak of the ordinary person, but as long as he understood Qi, he would probably be able to reach the Mingjin stage.
"You're courting death!"
At this moment, Zuo Hao's aura changed. He became clever, and he was so scared that he stopped. At this moment, Zuo Hao slid in front of the other party and stabbed his hand into the other party's throat like a knife. The next moment, he turned into a fist and smashed it hard.
"Pugilists? Bah!"
Kaedun only felt a chill as if he was going to die. Then, he felt a sharp pain in his throat and fell to the ground, watching his opponent leave. That victorious back reminded him of his past self.
In his middle age, his physical fitness had declined. Coupled with his years of lust for women and alcohol, his body was not as good as his youth. He was afraid that he could not protect himself and no longer looked like a martial artist.
Xilan led Zuo Hao to her hotel in an imposing manner. As soon as they entered the room, Zuo Hao collapsed, giving Xilan a huge shock.
"Sir, what's wrong? Are you okay? Do you need a doctor?"
"I'm fine. I'm just poisoned. My hands and feet are a little numb. Help me to the bed. I should be fine tomorrow.”
"Poisoned?"
"Stop wasting time. Hurry up, the ground is cold!”
Xilan quickly helped Zuo Hao to the bed and took good care of him. The two of them were silent, but Xilan dilly-dallied as if she had something to say but did not dare to.
"Tell me, what is it?"
As soon as he finished speaking, Xilan seemed to have made up his mind. He immediately knelt down and said,
"I hope to take you as my master!"
"Master? I thought you were going to ask about the poisoning? If you want to take me as your master, I'll consider it. You can leave first!”
"No, if Mister doesn't agree, I won't get up!”
"Yo, you're even threatening me. Then kneel down!”
After saying that, Zuo Hao closed his eyes, while Xilan continued to kneel sadly. The night was very long. After a day of excitement, Xilan felt sleepy and almost fell.
"This is…?"
Suddenly, he saw something beside the bed. It was a wallet! There was a lot of money in the open wallet…He picked it up subconsciously. Hearing Zuo Hao snoring, he hesitated for a while and threw the wallet on the bed.
After some time, he suddenly heard a voice ask,"
"Why did you learn martial arts?"
"I want revenge."
Revenge? He didn't look like he had a deep grudge, but he seemed to have received a good education.
"Then why didn't you learn it before?"
"Because they are not as strong as you. And…you're about the same age as me."
It seemed that he had spoken too much after not speaking for nearly a month. However, he nodded in satisfaction and lay on the bed again.
"Sigh, I haven't even finished my apprenticeship, and I want to be a master? What should he do if his charm was too strong? I'm waiting online."
The next day, Xilan woke up in a daze and found herself lying on the bed. Zuo Hao was nowhere to be found. She was filled with disappointment.
"This is…"
It turned out that there was a letter and a notebook by the bed, and there was some money inside.
"Master! Thank you!"
He opened the letter and read through it. It briefly explained that he had something to do and needed to leave. Moreover, he had to take care of his sister and mother, so he had no time to take care of them. Therefore, he gave him his cultivation notes. If he was fated to cultivate, he could come and participate in the world's number one martial arts conference. If his cultivation was not bad, he could consider officially accepting him as a disciple. There were also some sect rules written below, mainly that one could not do evil things.
Xilan cried tears of joy, but he secretly made up his mind to see his master again.
Zuo Hao had already set off. He had no choice but to buy a map and found out that the next World's Number One Martial Arts Conference would be held in the west! Unfortunately, he was very far away and had to travel a year in advance.
Just like Sun Wukong, the path forward was the path of training. He could also appreciate the local customs of this world. If he encountered any heavenly treasures, he would be rich.
The World's Number One Martial Arts Conference was a milestone in Dragon Ball manga. It was the main event that turned Dragon Ball from a comic to a hot-blooded one.
The most important thing was that he did not know what stage he was in. In this world, the news did not change. Perhaps only the four capitals were better. The four capitals were the eastern, western, southern, and northern capitals. Below them were the cities and villages.
If he were to meet Vegeta at the World's Number One Martial Arts Conference, he would take the opportunity to escape. Fortunately, he had not heard of any city being destroyed or any demon king trying to unify the world.
He was most likely in the early stages of the game. It would be best if he could meet Goku. He had long wanted to touch that hedgehog head, the bald Ku Lin, and the rich and beautiful Buma.
Everything seemed to be developing in a beautiful direction…
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