Chapter seven hundred and twenty seventh ancient martial arts
This time, Zhou Sen had a completely new understanding of integrating into society.
The so-called integration into society does not mean that living in society means integrating into society. The real integration into society should be the interaction with similar people. Obviously, I made up the identity of Zhou Sen, the first gangster in the interstellar world, just in the hope of integrating into society.
, however, the character Zhou Sen, the number one gangster in the interstellar world, did not fully integrate into society. Instead, he used his advantages as a scientist to the extreme, treating everyone as chess pieces and using every chess piece to its fullest extent.
piece!
Thinking of chess pieces, Zhou Sen thought of the mysterious spaceship and ancient gods such as the God of Death and Nuwa. In their eyes, humans were all their chess pieces...
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A wry smile appeared at the corner of Zhou Sen's mouth. He was not a god, but he was doing the things of gods. In his eyes, similar people became pawns to get what he wanted. Obviously, this was not in line with his identity, and it was also what caused his confusion.
source.
Think about it, it would be strange for a human being to do the things of gods and treat fellow humans as pawns. He has no empathy with humans and is not confused. He has to truly integrate into this school, and the first thing to do to integrate into this school is to integrate into
among students, rather than alone.
How to integrate into students?
Society!
association!
Almost immediately, Zhou Sen thought of clubs and associations, because the most active organizations in the university are some clubs.
Literary Society.
Photography club.
Animation club.
Game design.
Martial arts club.
Roller skating club.
Law Society.
Robot, AL, Algorithm Special Society.
Volunteer Association…
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Countless clubs emerged in Zhou Sen's mind, and he decided to choose some clubs that combined offline and online. If they were all online, it would be meaningless. After all, his purpose was to interact with similar people and make his own
Thinking returns to the normal human realm.
Martial Arts Association.
Ancient martial arts club.
Mecha Fighting Association.
In the end, Zhou Sen rejected the idea of joining only a few clubs. He decided to join all the clubs. Anyway, he was idle. After all, he didn't have to go if he joined.
"Have you finished eating?" Just as Zhou Sen stood up to clear away the tableware, the housekeeper Ronger, who was sitting in the corner of the living room, asked.
"Ah...I've finished eating..." Zhou Sen was startled because he always thought that Ronger had returned to his room, and never thought that she was sitting in a dark corner not far away.
"I'll clean it up." Housekeeper Rong'er came over and started to clean up.
"Thank you, Sister Rong." Zhou Sen did not refuse, but still helped clean up.
The housekeeper Ronger hesitated for a moment but did not refuse. Then, the two of them cleaned up together in the kitchen. From beginning to end, Ronger did not speak. She could not understand Zhou Sen's current behavior.
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In fact, it is easy to understand. Now, Zhou Sen has decided to interact with all the humans around him, and housekeeper Ronger is the first step he needs to take.
"Finished!" Zhou Sen looked at the clean kitchen and felt an indescribable sense of accomplishment. He had never thought that being busy in the kitchen would also produce a sense of accomplishment. Probably, this is the life of real ordinary people.
Well, this kind of ordinary life is particularly precious to Zhou Sen, because apart from studying, he has never done housework since he was a child.
"Thank you." Ronger bowed slightly and thanked her.
"It doesn't matter. If you need my help with anything in the future, just call me." Zhou Sen said.
"Uh...Actually, you spent the money, and these are what I should do..." Ronger is still not used to it. During this time, she has entered the role of housekeeper, and this role also includes the role of a servant.
identity.
"It doesn't matter, it's not easy for everyone, just help if you can." Zhou Sen shrugged.
"Thanks."
"Sister Rong, you are busy first." Zhou Sen waved to Rong'er and turned around to leave.
Rong'er watched Zhou Sen's back disappear outside the kitchen door for a while. This young man gave her a strange feeling. He was a bit frivolous and flamboyant at the beginning, but now he has become very friendly, as if he is completely
The two people are constantly switching between each other.
Dandy boy!
No matter how you look at it, he doesn’t look like a playboy!
Just when Ronger was thinking wildly, Zhou Sen returned to his room, then logged into the campus network and signed up for all the clubs in the school. Moreover, in order to look familiar, he signed up for all the clubs that required payment.
One hundred thousand was paid in the form of donation.
Zhou Sen didn't know that what he did made him famous at Far Eastern University of Technology in a very short period of time, and his reputation as a "rich second generation" became even louder and louder. Now, the bosses of some societies still
I didn’t see Jimu’s appearance, but I already knew the name Jimu.
At any time, the rich will be welcomed, but the nouveau riche will only be despised. In the eyes of the students at Far Eastern University of Technology, Jimu is a country bumpkin, a country bumpkin from the Ronnie Empire...
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"Breakfast is ready."
In the morning, Zhou Sen came out of the room after washing up and saw Ronger standing at the dining table.
"There is still breakfast..." Zhou Sen was stunned. These days, he has become accustomed to eating breakfast at school.
"As long as you sleep here, I will prepare it for you." Ronger's expression was as rigid as ever, and there was no trace of her inner fluctuations.
"Thank you, Sister Rong... um... it's delicious... the breakfast made by Sister Rong is delicious..." Zhou Sen sat at the dining table and wolfed down, then threw his bag on his shoulder and rushed out. From beginning to end, Zhou Sen was...
She didn't realize that Shinyo was sitting in a corner of the living room, a lush indoor plant just blocking her position.
"You seem to have changed your mind about him?" Shinyo took a sip of tea and said calmly.
"I think he's pretty good..." Ronger walked up to Shinyo and offered her some tea.
"Just because he helped you clean up the kitchen?" A meaningful smile appeared on the corner of Shinyo's mouth.
"Ahem..."
"However, he is quite handsome and has a lot of money. You can consider it..."
"Miss, you are thinking too much." Ronger laughed dumbly.
"Why am I overthinking?"
"I'm just a servant, and Jimu is younger than me."
"Okay, don't be nervous. I was just joking. I have to go to school." Shinyo stood up and kissed Ronger's pink face, smiling so much that her flowers trembled.
"The lady looks so pretty when she smiles."
"You look good when you peek at Yoshiki." Shinyo pursed her lips and smiled.
"..."
"Let's go!"
"Well……"
Rong'er watched Zhendai leave, and the smile on her face gradually disappeared. In this situation, how could she still be in the mood to think about things between men and women...
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Zhou Sen returned to the dormitory early in the morning. At this time, there was an uproar in the dormitory. Li Xiong and Lei Ming were attacking Yan Kuan, saying that he was a well-fed man and did not know how hungry a man was. When Zhou Sen appeared, the two men
The spearhead was immediately aimed at him, and Yan Kuan also took the opportunity to add insult to injury.
The biggest objection of the three to Zhou Sen is lying, because all four of them can be heroes, but now, only Yan Kuan enjoys the treatment of a hero.
"Stop! Stop! I was wrong. I admit my mistake. I have a correct attitude. I have money, 50 million. From now on, if you are in need of money, you can come to me and spend it as you like. Just treat me as an apology to the three of you!" Zhou Sen
He also resorted to the same trick as in Mogan Prison, and used money to clear the way.
Money is not everything, nothing can be done without money!
Any problem that can be solved with money is not a problem!
Regardless of Yan Kuan, Li Xiong or Lei Ming, the three of them are not rich, they are middle class at best. Now, they have 50 million for them to squander, and everyone's eyes are wide open.
"Brother! Jimu, you will be my eldest brother from now on!" Lei Ming rushed to Zhou Sen and said flatteringly.
"He's also my eldest brother!" Li Xiong was not to be outdone.
"Jimu has always been my eldest brother. If he asks me to hit the armored giant cockroach, I will hit him. Big brother, don't you think so?!"
"Ahem... It's easy to talk, big brother, don't recognize me. From now on, we are brothers. Brothers, we share the same hardships and share the blessings! Before, we rode a shared suspension car and hit an armored giant cockroach into a cliff, which was considered a blessing.
It’s hard to share the burden, but from now on, we will be blessed together!”
"Share the blessing together!" Yan Kuan and the other three said in unison.
"What are your plans today?"
"I met a senior sister, hehe, she said she likes a big fat guy like me who has a sense of justice and chivalry." Yan Kuan said first.
"I'm fishing for a schoolgirl." Li Xiong smiled evilly.
"What about you?" Zhou Sen asked when he saw Lei Ming was silent.
"I...I...I haven't planned yet..." Lei Ming said with a sad face.
"I want to join the ancient martial arts club, how about you go with me?" Zhou Sen said.
"Pfft...Brother, why don't you learn ancient martial arts? It's just a lie. It's better to learn how to use it like fighting and grappling. Ancient martial arts...hehe..." Li Xiong looked disdainful.
color.
"That's right, the ancient martial arts are still in the interstellar era. Not to mention now, it's the ancient earth era. The ancient martial arts have been beaten to the ground by modern fighting. Those Xingyiquan and Monkey Boxing are all rubbish." Yan Kuan
He curled his lips and said.
"Hey, hey, what are you talking about! I am the successor of Monkey Fist!" Lei Ming said dissatisfied.
"Are you the successor of Monkey Fist?" Yan Kuan looked at Lei Ming with wide eyes.
"Guaranteed replacement if fake!"
"No wonder you are so thin!" Yan Kuan suddenly realized.
"Hahahahahaha..."
"Hahahahaha..."
"Ha ha ha ha……"
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A burst of crazy laughter broke out in the dormitory, and the air was filled with a cheerful atmosphere. Of course, not everyone was cheerful.
"That's enough!" Lei Ming roared with a red face, his crimson cheeks like a thunder lord.
"Okay, okay, since ancient weapons have existed in history, there must be a reason for their existence. What's more, in the long cold weapon age of mankind, ancient weapons have always existed and have a broad market. This also shows that their vitality is tenacious.
, if we don’t understand, just ask and learn, there is no need to ridicule, seek common ground while reserving differences!” Zhou Sen interrupted everyone’s laughter.
"Lei Ming, you said you are the descendant of Monkey Boxing, otherwise, you can find a Sanda Tuan to kick you! If you win, I guarantee that Monkey Boxing will become the most famous boxing style at Far Eastern University of Technology!" Li Xiong has no good intentions.
encouraged.
"Go, just go!" Lei Ming was young after all, and he was full of energy and couldn't stand the provocation.
"Let's go!" Yan Kuan was just watching the excitement and didn't think it was a big deal.
"I know that Far Eastern University of Technology has a Sanda gym." Li Xiong said.
"What are you waiting for? Brother Monkey will let you see what ancient martial arts is and what Monkey Fist is today!" Yan Kuan laughed loudly.
"..."
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Under the aggressive tactics of Li Xiong and Yan Kuan, Lei Ming walked out first, eager to get ready.
After a casual breakfast, the group went straight to Zhuowu Sanda Hall, the most prestigious Sanda gym at Far Eastern University of Technology.
Zhuowu Sanda Club is the oldest club in Far Eastern University of Technology. This club has been established since the beginning of the school. If you want to trace it back carefully, the history of Zhuowu Sanda Club is only a few years shorter than that of Far Eastern University of Technology.
moon.
Zhuowu Sanda Studio!
Perhaps it was because it was too early, or perhaps because everyone had gone to study. Although the door of the Zhuowu Sanda Gym was open, it was empty. Only some training equipment could be seen standing in the boxing gym.
"Hey, is there anyone there?!" Lei Ming, who was full of morale, kicked hard on the door of Zhuowu Sanda Hall.
"What are you doing?" A door opened in the martial arts studio, and a young man who looked like a student rushed out with his pants lifted. He looked like he had just come out of the toilet.
"He's here to play!" Yan Kuan had a vicious expression on his face, but his hand was pointing at Lei Ming, completely ignoring the relationship. As for Li Xiong, he stood behind Yan Kuan and watched the fun.
An expression of aloofness.
"Kicking the hall?" The young man had a surprised expression on his face, thinking that his ears heard it wrong.
"Yes." Lei Ming put his hands on his hips and held out his chest.
"Just you...hahahahahaha..." The young man looked Lei Ming up and down, then laughed so hard that he squatted on the ground and covered his stomach, the expression on his face was distorted.
"Is it funny?" Lei Ming was irritated and walked towards the young man step by step, but was pulled back by Zhou Sen.
"Dear students, I suggest you visit our Zhuowu Sanda Hall first before kicking the gym... By the way, this is right here. Here are the records of previous kicking gyms. If I remember correctly, so far, there has been one
One thousand, three hundred and seventy people are playing here. If you also play, the data will become one thousand, three hundred and seventy-one... You guys take a look first, and I will inform our director." The young man walked away in a hurry.
He ran away and disappeared into the deep corridor next to the martial arts gym.
One thousand three hundred and seventy people!
After the young man left, the four of them looked at the data of the kickers. Sure enough, there were some information about the kickers. The time, place and people were all available. Each person had a corresponding photo. It was obvious at first glance that they were not the same.
Made up.
Damn it!
The four of them looked along the information on the wall. When they saw the back, the expressions on each of their faces turned to stone, especially Lei Ming, whose originally murderous face showed a shrunken look.
No defeat!
One thousand, three hundred and seventy people competed in the gym, but not one of them won. In other words, since the Zhuowu Sanda Gym opened, it has not been defeated once by a competitor.