Chapter 12 Mother and Son(1/2)
The next day, early morning.
The blood-red sun slowly rises from the east.
Wang Xu woke up early in the morning.
After washing up, he went to the restaurant of the Blue Hotel and received two breakfasts.
Milk with meat buns.
This is already an extremely sumptuous breakfast for Wang Xu and Nie Xiaoyao who live in the slums.
"Little Demon, I'm going to the Martial Arts Academy later. You can stay in the hotel and wait for me."
Wang Xu finished eating the meat buns in big mouthfuls.
Although he really wanted to know what Xiao Yao's specific cultivation qualifications are now? In order not to attract others' attention, he planned to find an opportunity in the future and secretly take Xiao Yao to retest the cultivation qualifications.
Wang Xu looked at Nie Xiaoyao who was chewing the buns in anger.
He knew that this girl wanted to go with her.
"Little Demon, this is not outside the city."
"Those who are arrogant prefer to play tricks, if the secrets on you are discovered."
"I don't even have the ability to protect you now."
"We must do it step by step at the moment."
Wang Xu said seriously.
Nie Xiaoyao was no longer willful, she said, "Then you come back early."
Wang Xu nodded and walked out of the room.
Nie Xiaoyao looked at the closed door, and she clenched her fists tightly and said to herself: "Wang Xu, I won't want your protection in the future!"
"I will never become your oil bottle."
"I want to have the ability to protect you."
She poured hot hot water into two glasses.
Pick up a cup with your left and right hands.
Frosts of cold air emanated from the palms of her hands.
Nie Xiaoyao found that the more times she used the ice power, the more the ice power would increase at an extremely slow rate.
She believed in the principle of water dripping with stones. As long as she worked hard enough, the power of ice she controlled would definitely have a certain lethality.
...
at the same time.
Outside the Blue Hotel.
Ding Ze, smoking a cigarette, leaned against a military green jeep.
After seeing Wang Xu coming out, he said, "Wang Xu, get in the car."
He got on the main driver.
Wang Xu sat in the co-pilot and saw Ding Ze actually holding the steering wheel with both hands.
After Ding Ze noticed Wang Xu's gaze, he explained: "I installed a prosthetic limb last night."
"This left arm is just a good guy, but it can move a few times."
Seeing Ding Ze's words so calmly, Wang Xu said, "Brother Ding, I'm sorry, I..."
Ding Ze interrupted Wang Xu and said, "It's just that one arm is missing, and life still needs to continue."
"Don't look at me with any pity."
"For a man, the pity that others have for him hurts his self-esteem the most."
The words fell.
Ding Ze started the jeep and drove towards the Martial Arts Academy.
There are twenty cities in China today.
There is a martial arts academy in every city.
The Martial Arts Academy represents the official.
Ding Ze asked, "Wang Xu, how much do you know about cultivation?"
Wang Xu knew that the beginning of the cultivation path was a warrior.
Warriors are divided into first to ninth levels.
By breaking through the ninth level, you can transcend the category of warriors and become a true practitioner.
He told Ding Ze who had learned some of the information he had learned.
"For you nowadays, it's enough to know this."
"This time, as long as you can be tested for your cultivation qualification, even if it is the lowest level one-star qualification, I can arrange for you to join the Martial Arts Academy immediately."
"I believe you won't be disappointed again this time."
Ding Ze said with a deep meaning.
Being able to come back alive under the severe injuries of death, without even any scar left, means that Wang Xu is no longer ordinary.
People with cultivation qualifications can sense the spiritual energy that exists in the world.
Last night, Wang Xu calmed down and felt it, but he really sensed the spiritual energy flowing between the world.
He was almost certain that he now had the qualifications to practice.
He had never sensed the spiritual energy that existed in heaven and earth before.
The cultivation qualifications are divided from low to high into one star to nine stars.
This is very familiar to Wang Xu. After being expelled from the city, he went to participate in free qualification tests every year.
Ding Ze drove the jeep for more than two hours and stopped in front of a magnificent door.
A large stone stands outside the gate, with the words "Martial Arts Court" carved on it.
The martial arts school in Jianghai City is like a university with many buildings.
Wang Xu followed Ding Ze out of the jeep.
At this moment, the gate of the Martial Arts Academy suddenly opened and a group of people walked out of it.
They surrounded a gorgeously dressed woman.
The woman was about forty years old and was full of jewels. The people around her nodded and bowed one by one.
The moment Wang Xu saw this woman from afar, his body stiffened a little.
The woman also saw Wang Xu, and she did not stay on Wang Xu for one more second.
Ding Ze pulled Wang Xu, and when the woman was about to pass by, he bent over to show respect.
Wang Xu, who was bent down, did not bend down, he just stared at the woman coldly.
The group of people who were surrounded by women, seeing Wang Xu as being so rude, were about to yell.
Ding Ze, who bent over, saw that the situation was not good, stood up straight and immediately pulled Wang Xu behind him.
He brought Wang Xu, and he has the responsibility to protect Wang Xu.
"Just an uneducated boy."
"There is no need to be a common experience with him."
The woman spoke, with an indescribable aura in her words.
The group of people nodded flatteringly.
Finally the woman got into an extended black limousine.
During the whole process, the woman, except for the first glance at Wang Xu, even though she spoke, she did not look at Wang Xu again.
"Wang Xu, do you know Han Yan?"
"She is from the Li family in the city, and we can't offend her."
Ding Ze only had some information about Wang Xu's period in the slums before.
As for Wang Xu's information in the city, he did not investigate it.
"Brother Ding, I'm sorry just now."
"let's go."
"Just a stranger."
"I have never been a habit of bent over to strangers."
To be continued...