Shencheng Chu family.

Zhang Shu got out of the taxi, looked at the magnificent Chu family villa and the dozen or so luxury cars parked in front of the gate, and curled his lips.

A few days ago, he came out of seclusion for a month, but the master was nowhere to be seen, leaving only a letter and a few things for him.

The master explained in the letter that he had helped Zhang Shu find a girl with Tianyin Divine Vein.

And this girl’s family is choosing a son-in-law for her.

Time was running out, so the master directly helped him sign up and told Zhang Shu that he must win the election for a son-in-law.

This is his only chance to save himself.

Zhang Shu was helpless after seeing this letter.

He possesses the rare Tianyang Divine Veins physique, which is an excellent physique for practicing martial arts.

However, this physique also has a fatal flaw. His meridians are prone to run wild and out of control, and he eventually explodes and dies.

Two years ago, his meridians began to show signs of being unable to be suppressed. If it continued like this, he would probably not survive more than a year.

The current way to solve this problem is to find a girl with Tianyin Divine Meridians and ask her to help him solidify his meridians to avoid exploding and dying due to loss of control.

Of course, there is no such thing as Tianyin Divine Veins, and Zhang Shu doesn’t know how the master found it.

However, he can't control that much now.

The top priority is that he must win this son-in-law selection, otherwise the girl with the Tianyin Divine Vein will become someone else's wife, and he will not have time to cry.

So he rushed to the Chu family as soon as possible.

"It seems there are a lot of competitors."

Zhang Shu muttered and walked towards the Chu family.

"Sorry, the driver and attendants are not allowed inside." A staff member at the door stretched out his hand to stop Zhang Shu.

"My name is Zhang Shu, and I'm here to choose a son-in-law." Zhang Shu explained.

The staff looked slightly sideways. The people who came to the Chu family to choose a son-in-law were all rich or noble. How could there be someone dressed so shabbily?

Jeans and a T-shirt, this outfit is even worse than him.

However, he still took out the roster to check.

At this time, a sneer came from the side.

A young man wearing brand-name clothes looked at Zhang Shu with great disdain and said, "Where did this toad come from? Miss Chu is someone like you who can miss you!"

Zhang Shu glanced at the young man, a second-generation ancestor with his nostrils pointing upward.

He said calmly: "The Chu family chooses their son-in-law based on their strength. Why can't I come?"

"Hahahaha..." The young man laughed. The bodyguards next to him and the people passing by also looked at Zhang Shu with expressions of idiots.

The young man stopped laughing and said cheerfully: "You don't even have a bodyguard, but you still dare to tell others about your strength. You don't even know about the competition for choosing a son-in-law, right?"

After saying that, there was another round of laughter all around.

Everyone who passed by Zhang Shu looked with deep contempt.

At this time, the staff next to him said: "Mr. Zhang's identity has been confirmed, you can go in."

Zhang Shu took the opportunity to ask the staff and finally found out what those people were laughing about.

There were three rounds in total for selecting a son-in-law this time.

The first round is to look at the horoscopes, and all those who do not match the horoscopes will be eliminated. Being here means that the first level has been passed.

The second round is a martial arts competition. Participants can fight by themselves or find someone to fight on their behalf.

The third round is the literary competition. Participants use their own methods to find famous doctors to treat the Chu family's cold syndrome. Whoever's treatment plan has the best effect will win.

All the people who come to participate in the selection of a son-in-law are rich and powerful. They either bring their own bodyguards or hire experts to fight. No one can fight in person.

When they saw Zhang Shu alone, they naturally thought that Zhang Shu was either an idiot who didn't even know the competition, or that he couldn't afford a bodyguard, so they were waiting to see him humiliate himself.

Zhang Shu didn't take it seriously. Although he just knew the content of the assessment, the last two items were nothing to him.

The Chu family is very big and has a dedicated fitness center.

At this time, all the people who came to participate in the selection of a husband were gathered in the gym.

An unsmiling middle-aged man said in the middle: "You are all the best among the younger generation. It is our Chu family's honor to be able to participate in Miss Chu Ruochen's son-in-law selection event."

"On behalf of the Chu family, I would like to thank you all for coming..."

After some polite words, the middle-aged man got down to business: "You are here today for the second round of martial arts competition. I think everyone is already clear about the detailed rules."

"Everyone draws lots first. After drawing lots, compare in order."

After speaking, a female staff member held a secret box and asked each participant to draw a number.

Zhang Shu didn't expect that he was so lucky, and he drew number one directly.

After drawing lots, the middle-aged man spoke again: "Today there are twelve candidates, each one will compete, and the winner will advance to the third round."

"Now please invite No. 1 and No. 2 to come forward."

Zhang Shu didn't talk nonsense and walked directly to the field. It didn't matter to him who his opponent was.

But what a coincidence, No. 2 was the young man who just laughed at him at the door.

"It seems I'm really lucky today." The young man looked proud when he saw that his opponent was Zhang Shu.

In his opinion, this game is already a winner.

"Dayong, teach him a lesson. A stinky guy dares to take advantage of Miss Chu. He is overestimating his abilities!" the young man told a bodyguard next to him.

"Okay, Mr. Feng, just wait and see the good show." Dayong said with confidence.

Dayong is the security captain of Feng Shao's company and the national Sanda champion. He doesn't take Zhang Shu seriously at all.

Dayong stood opposite Zhang Shu and said, "Boy, kneel down now and kowtow three times, and I promise not to beat you to death!"

As soon as he finished speaking, everyone around him laughed maliciously.

They were waiting to see Zhang Shu being ravaged.

The referee blows the whistle and the competition begins.

Dayong stretched his neck and waved to Zhang Shu, the provocation was very obvious.

Zhang Shu remained calm and slowly approached Dayong, who still looked indifferent.

Suddenly, Zhang Shu suddenly raised his leg and kicked Dayong firmly in the crotch.

"Ouch...oh..."

Dayong was seen kneeling on the ground in pain, covering his crotch.

There was silence in the gym, and people around were dumbfounded.

Immediately, Zhang Shu approached Dayong and kicked him out of the field with a light kick.

"Did I win?" Zhang Shu asked looking at the referee.

The referee swallowed his saliva and replied: "Win...win."

"Then what should I do next?" Zhang Shu asked.

"You can leave, remember to participate in the third round of competition at two o'clock tomorrow afternoon." the referee replied.

Zhang Shu nodded and was about to leave.

"Wait a minute! This guy's sneak attack just now doesn't count!" Feng Shao, who came back to his senses, pointed at Zhang Shu and said angrily.

It doesn't matter if he loses, but he can never accept losing to Zhang Shu.

Zhang Shu sneered and left, leaving only Feng Shao roaring and threatening behind him.

He must seize the time to prepare for the third round of competition.
Chapter completed!