Chapter 17 (1/2)

Wei Yanqi said, ”you are both Ming merchants. Do you want to duel like this?”

”Brother Wei, did you misunderstand something? There are only interests above the shopping mall. Both are Ming businessmen. This name can only play a role in the great righteousness of the family and country. On weekdays, competition doesn't have to depend on one's ability. ”

Zheng Hong got up and patted Wei ran on the shoulder, ”if you win this game, you are qualified to participate in the qualifier of that event. Only when you prove that you can qualify for the event will I tell you the power to surpass mortals. ”

Wei Ran drank Tieguanyin, who had cooled down, stood up and walked to and from the captain's room, ”call me when it's time.”

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In the next few days, Wei Ran fully demonstrated his self-discipline. Although Jinshan also has many scenic spots and natural ecology, he didn't dare to be interested at all.

Every day, like an ascetic monk, he only goes back and forth between the training room and the hotel room. Sometimes he resists cutting trees in the suburbs with an axe and acts as a free lumberjack of the Zheng family.

Unlike Wei Ran's era, Jinshan is a purely western city. Jinshan City in this world is a colony of Daming, and all architectural styles include the style of Daming.

Just because it is adjacent to European countries, it is inevitable to absorb some European styles. For example, the basic walls are made of reinforced concrete structure, and the flavor of the merger of China and the west is very strong.

There are many tempting places in this city, especially under the Zheng family, there are high-end entertainment places everywhere.

Wei Ran was still unmoved. Like a pure martial fool, he spent every minute on strengthening his strength. Although he is already the limit of mortal, even if he trains so hard, he is just stabilizing his current state.

His training intensity is very high, and his training method is also different from that of the warrior in the Ming Dynasty. Therefore, Zheng Jiawu, who shared a training room, was very surprised at Wei Ran's training posture.

They all heard a little about Wei Ran. They survived such a cruel three round game and suffered only a little skin trauma. It's not what normal people can do.

Besides, he also defeated ITO Tuoye, the top five expert in the Zheng family. Even if there is the reason why the old swordsman is old, it is enough to prove his terrible strength.

Although these martial artists did not dare to provoke him, they still felt that the boss treated the newcomer very well in private. First of all, they didn't say that he lived in a separate noble suite.

Even the food is never eaten in the canteen, but someone specially gives it away. This kind of treatment made these old people a little jealous, but they were also very curious, so they always wanted to try Wei Ran's skill.

So after a few days, these Zheng's internal fighters recommended a man with the strongest strength and the best record to test Wei Ran.

At this time, Wei Ran was kicking sandbags. A warrior second only to him came to Wei Ran.

The other party didn't open his mouth. Naturally, when he didn't exist and finished all the standard actions, he took a towel to wipe his sweat and looked at this person.

This person's dress is a standard Ming dress, with hair, bun and special clothes for practicing martial arts.

Unlike Wei Ran, he completely forgot his ancestors, kept a board inch, and only wore a pair of underpants during training. Although the muscles were completely exposed, which seduced many little girls and daughter-in-law in the hotel, it really made others invisible.

The two looked at each other, and Wei Ran looked indifferent, while the martial artist was smiling.

”Master Wei, you've been practicing martial arts all day these days. It's quite like western boxing and Muay Thai.”

Although Wei Ran doesn't want to know each other, he also knows that he doesn't have any impatience when he reaches out and doesn't smile.