Chapter 1087 (1/2)

Looking at the scattered stones, everyone was shocked. Their eyes were unbelievable.

He Haikuan smashed such a huge stone so simply. How strong is his power.

Is this the power of martial arts? If we learn martial arts, beauty, money and power, we will come without waving, and we will be broken servants!

Many people already have their own ideas in their hearts. The servants who don't like training have an unprecedented desire for strength.

”Captain he, how powerful! Teach us!” the servants swept away their fatigue, looked urgent, and had a strong desire between their words.

Of course, the most shocking thing is Zhou Yi. When he Haikuan used his martial arts skills, his eyes almost fell off. If there were no others present, he would have grabbed he Haikuan for advice.

”Martial arts can only be cultivated when you step into the martial arts. If you reach that level, I can teach you what I have learned without reservation!” he Haikuan wiped the back of his hand and whispered.

”Well, are there any other training tasks? We can continue to practice!” the servants were very excited when they heard the speech, and even one of them had grabbed he Haikuan's sleeve tightly.

”Well, all the men present, 200 get up on their knees and leave on their own!” he Haikuan smiled at the corners of his mouth. He didn't expect that showing his martial arts skills would have such an effect, which saved a lot of trouble.

It seems that these teenagers still have a few threads of blood.

”Captain he, do you have any other training tasks?” Zhou Yi came to the side of he Haikuan and asked.

”Didn't I tell you that two hundred people get up on their knees and leave on their own!” he Haikuan was interrupted by Zhou Yi and looked a little impatient.

”Done!” Zhou Yi said innocently.

”What? It's over so soon!!” he Haikuan turned and looked at the servants who were still lying on the ground, struggling to move back and forth, and said in amazement.

”Go home to eat when you're done!” he Haikuan patted his head and sweat on his face. He really couldn't figure out how this teenager with some physical problems ran 100 laps easily today. When he didn't react, he finished 200 laps and got up. Is this guy a monster? Looking at his weak body, it doesn't look like he has entered the realm of martial arts. Is it all an illusion?

Seeing he Haikuan's confused face, Zhou Yi, who wanted to learn martial arts from him, had to turn around and leave. Unexpectedly, he caused all this by himself.

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After half a month, Zhou Yi's thin body gradually became stronger and stronger, and his yuan strength was also growing rapidly. If he accelerated his pace, he could move into the dual realm of martial arts and Taoism.

However, one thing is imminent. He hasn't paid for the blood jade he bought 1000 Liang. If the shopkeeper comes to the house to ask for money, he will be punished.

Once a son of the world for several years, the seventh Lord also gave Zhou Yi a lot of pocket money. The scattered ones add up to nearly five hundred Liang. If you are a civilian, you can spend more than a lifetime, but you are half way from the target of one thousand Liang. Zhou Yi frowned and was thinking about countermeasures.

”It seems that we can only borrow from Xiaocha first.” Zhou Yi smiled bitterly at the corners of his mouth and asked him, a ”strong” adult man, to borrow money from a woman. This should be heard by others without laughing at himself. Although he has a good relationship with Xiaocha, he really hasn't done such a thing as borrowing money.

He gave himself courage. Zhou Yi's eyes showed a firmness. After locking his door, he paced towards Xiaocha's room.

”Brother Zhou Yi, what can I do for you?” when the room was opened, the beautiful face of Xiaocha came into view. Zhou Yi was stunned. Although he had seen this face many times, it was so pleasing to the eyes and made him heart pounding.

”Well, it's all right. I just miss you. Come and see you!” Zhou Yi's face blushed. Although he had summoned up his courage before, it was really difficult for him to speak after he really faced Xiaocha.

”Really? Xiaocha also wants to be brother Zhou Yi.” Xiaocha suddenly smiles and drags Zhou Yi's arm to his room, regardless of whether Zhou Yi resists or not.

Entering Xiaocha's room, the gorgeous decoration like the imperial concubine's bedroom is reflected in Zhou Yi's eyes.

The room is surrounded by ancient celebrity calligraphy and painting. From that stroke, we can see the charm and artistic conception contained in the calligraphy and painting, so as to determine its valuable value.

The ground is covered with blankets, and the edge of the bed is surrounded by a huge tiger skin. People lying in bed seem to be guarded by tigers, giving people a very safe feeling.

The air is filled with a faint smell of red sandalwood. Ordinary people feel relaxed and happy when they smell it. The looming red sandalwood cigarettes are floating out of the red gold incense burner in a mysterious way.

Zhou Yi is very familiar with this room, because it was Zhou Yi's own room many years ago. That warm and safe tiger skin bed was once his favorite.

Looking at this familiar scene, the young man's expression is somewhat unnatural. The decoration and furnishings here have not changed from many years ago.

”Brother Zhou Yi, there was a big change in this room, but I restored it according to your previous style. How about it? Are you familiar?” Xiaocha stared at Zhou Yi and said softly.

”Yes.” Zhou Yi's eyes were wet. He sucked his nose and forced a smiling face.

Zhou Yi always has a complex feeling about Xiaocha. He has fantasized countless times. If he hadn't saved Xiaocha that night, would Xiaocha still do this to himself?