Chapter 181

Zhang Xiaohu really had a heavy burden on his mind.

During his time in the Misty School, he was in a very difficult situation. Many of the righteous disciples thought that he had entered the Misty School through nepotism, so they treated him neither coldly nor warmly. Some even spoke ill of him. On the other hand, there were those who wanted to curry favor with him, which made him feel extremely disgusted. But even if he hated them, he had just entered the Misty School. He really didn't know where they came from, so he didn't dare to offend them.

Therefore, his days in the Misty School were very difficult. He had no choice but to close the door.

And these difficulties in dealing with people and relationships were just side effects for Zhang Xiaohu. The key was that after Wen Wenhai brought him into the Misty School, he didn't care about him and just let him live and die on his own. They had met a few times before, and he had asked Zhang Xiaohua for the 《Reckless Bull Force》. Later on, they had distanced themselves from each other. Even if they did meet, he wouldn't talk about martial arts training. This made Zhang Xiaohu very puzzled, and he couldn't understand his master's thoughts.

Time passed bit by bit.

Until today, when he saw Zhang Xiaohua show off his invincible might in the arena and fight evenly with the Misty School disciples, Zhang Xiaohu's mixed feelings were completely overturned.

Zhang Xiaohu had always thought that he had good luck and was more talented than his younger brother, so he was ahead of him in the path of martial arts training. But today, he realized that he was wrong, very wrong. His younger brother had long since run ahead of him, leaving him far behind. He had an indescribable feeling in his heart.

If one were to say that he was jealous, perhaps there was a little, but this was after all his younger brother by blood. Zhang Xiaohu saw his improvement and was mainly shocked and self-pitying. Thinking about his own situation, thinking about his stagnant martial arts, he seemed to feel a kind of suffocation. Yes, it was as if an invisible hand was choking his neck, making it hard for him to breathe.

Zhang Xiaohu did not like this feeling. In order to vent his frustrations, he went back to the small courtyard and shut the door. He buried himself in hard practice, practicing the Six Harmony Fists that he was best at. Only when he continuously practiced the Six Harmony Fists like the palm of his hand, did he have some confidence to comfort his hurt heart.

As for the reason for his injury, Zhang Xiaohu had to admit from the bottom of his heart that it was really not because he saw that his younger brother's martial arts were stronger than his. It was because he felt from the bottom of his heart that his martial arts were too low. His character and appearance were ordinary. His background was lowly. He really could not take out anything that could catch the eye of that person. As such, how could he attract the attention of others?

The more Zhang Xiaohu thought about it, the more his heart ached. And the more his heart ached, the more he couldn't stop his hands. He only stopped when Zhang Xiaohua knocked on the door and called him. His whole body was covered in sweat, as if he had just been fished out of the water!

Zhang Xiaohu's reason was very far-fetched, but also very practical.

Zhang Xiaohua didn't know how to answer him.

If it was any ordinary martial arts, he would definitely pass it on to his second brother without hesitation. But what he had learned, other than the Big Dipper Magical Fist, were all from Misty School. Sect Leader Ou had made it very clear that he couldn't pass it on to others and could only practice it himself. And what he relied on in the arena, other than the Ethereal Steps, was the Big Dipper Magical Fist, and the strength of his two arms.

To Zhang Xiaohu, these were things that couldn't be replicated. The Big Dipper Magical Fist wasn't the key to defeating the enemy, and it wasn't something that Zhang Xiaohu was willing to learn. He would rather practice his own Liuhe Quan.

Zhang Xiaohua sighed, not knowing how to comfort his second brother.

Thinking about it, Zhang Xiaohua was only a teenager. How could he have much experience for his older second brother to refer to?

Thus, the two brothers could only drink their tea in silence.

Zhang Xiaohua really wanted to tell his second brother that he had passed the second stage of the Martial Arts Exhibition, but if he told him this joyous news now, it would only hurt his pride again. At this time, Zhang Xiaohua could only be a taciturn gourd.

While drinking tea, Zhang Xiaohu suddenly saw Zhang Xiaohua nimbly pick up the teacup with her right hand. His heart couldn't help but tremble, and he asked with a trembling voice, "Xiaohua, your right hand?"

Zhang Xiaohua stared blankly. Looking at her hand that was holding the teacup, she suddenly understood and said with a smile, "Second brother, that's right, I haven't come to see you in this period of time. I forgot to tell you that my hand was basically healed last month. Look at me now."

As she spoke, she nimbly moved her hand and said, "It's completely healed. I don't feel any discomfort at all. That's right, I even exchanged a punch with a Fledgling Eagle Hall disciple today. There were no problems."

When Zhang Xiaohu heard this, he was extremely happy. He didn't know if the gloominess just now was because he had vented out from the punch or because he had heard the news that Zhang Xiaohua's hand was healed, but it was dispelled.

His mouth repeatedly said good, and the biggest stone in his heart was finally lifted!

When he had heard the doctor of the Lotus Flower Escort Agency say that Zhang Xiaohua's right hand might be crippled in the future, there had always been a huge knot in his heart. He didn't know how his parents would feel if they knew this news, and how he would face them. Now, everything was fine. The dark night sky was actually so beautiful.

Suddenly, Zhang Xiaohu felt a bit guilty and said, "Xiaohua, you've already been healed for a month, but second brother only just saw. Ai, second brother didn't take good care of you."

If the two hadn't seen each other for a long time, Zhang Xiaohu wouldn't have paid attention. However, Zhang Xiaohua had just come over a month ago, and she had been with him for the past two days. He actually didn't see her. This was something that Zhang Xiaohu didn't want to forgive himself.

However, Zhang Xiaohua waved her hand and said, "It's nothing, second brother. I've grown up and can take care of myself. You're not in an unfamiliar environment right now, so you should take care of yourself first.

Looking at your appearance just now, it was really scary. You're not the same as when you were in the Lotus Flower Escort Agency. I remember that when you first learned the Six He Fists, you were very confident. You used this fist technique to compete with other people's bodyguards, and you never lost. Why are you so discouraged now? "

The speaker didn't mean it, but the listener did. Zhang Xiaohu's heart moved when he heard this. That's right, back then, he had nothing. He didn't have a master or a sect. He only had someone teach him the simple Six He Fists, and he could learn it with relish. Moreover, he was proficient in the Six He Fists and dared to challenge the strong.

But today?

He had already entered the Misty School and found the master that he had always dreamed of. There was a path to heaven in front of him. Although his master hadn't taught him anything, based on the foundation of the Misty School, even if they didn't teach him any secret techniques, it would definitely be a hundred times better than the Six He Fists or the trash internal strength that he had cultivated. He felt sorry for himself because of a little neglect, blamed the heavens and blamed others. He didn't even pay attention to his younger brother's injuries. Was such a Zhang Xiaohu still the same person?

Could he cultivate to a high level of martial arts with such a mentality?

Even if he cultivated to a high level of martial arts, could he still be happy?

Moreover, if he only cared about himself and didn't care about others, would he be able to win someone's heart?

A series of self-questioning caused Zhang Xiaohu's expression to constantly change. In the end, a smile appeared on Zhang Xiaohu's face. He had really thought it through. Whether it was martial arts or power, they were just a part of life. Family and friendship were the key to life. If he treated martial arts and power as his everything, then he would lose the joy of life. The true meaning of life was nothing more than enjoying life. Using martial arts and power as embellishments in life, whether others praised or belittled them, they shouldn't affect his magnanimous heart. Only in this way could he truly control his own life.

Seeing Zhang Xiaohu's smile, Zhang Xiaohua was a little surprised. She asked, "Second Brother, what are you thinking about?

Why are you so happy? "

Zhang Xiaohu still smiled and didn't say anything. He said, "It's nothing. It's just that when I thought about how your right hand has recovered, the stone in my heart also fell. I don't have to worry about you anymore.

Oh, right, how was the result of your competition today?

Don't tell me it's still three draws. "

Zhang Xiaohua scratched her head embarrassedly. She said, "Second Brother, can you think of another result?"

Zhang Xiaohu chuckled and asked, "Then you're not going back to Huan Xi Mountain Villa today, right? Are you going back early tomorrow morning?"

Zhang Xiaohua smiled mysteriously. She said, "You guessed wrong ~"

"Oh?"

Zhang Xiaohu was surprised. He looked up at the sky and said, "It's already late. It's not appropriate for you to go back now."

Zhang Xiaohua shook her head again.

Zhang Xiaohu was puzzled. He said, "Are you going to go back tomorrow night?"

Zhang Xiaohua said, "Guess again!"

Zhang Xiaohu said, "It's up to you to say it or not. Anyway, this is where I live. I don't need to leave. If you have the ability, you can also live here."

Zhang Xiaohua chuckled. She said, "Do you really not know or are you pretending not to know?

Or, do you not believe that your dearest little brother can enter the second round of the Martial Arts Exhibition? "

"The second round of the Martial Arts Exhibition?"

Zhang Xiaohu opened his mouth wide and asked in surprise, "I really don't know. Moreover, is what you said true?

You entered the second round?

With your nine fights and nine draws? "

Zhang Xiaohua chuckled and said embarrassedly, "I don't know what the other people's results were. However, Leader Chang told me that I was the last person to enter the second round."

Zhang Xiaohu said excitedly, "Even if you're the last person, you're still the best of Fledgling Eagle Hall. Xiaohua, you're really stronger than me now!"

This sentence was said with sincerity, and it did not make Zhang Xiaohua feel as gloomy as he did earlier.

Then, Zhang Xiaohua told Zhang Xiaohu about the second round of the Martial Arts Exhibition that Leader Chang had told her. After listening, Zhang Xiaohu closed his door and thought for a while. He said, "Xiaohua, I reckon that the second round will not be as easy to pass as the first round. Not to mention that the disciples who entered the second round are all outstanding. Every one of them has a higher cultivation than you. Moreover, the time it takes for two incense sticks to burn is enough for them to use different techniques to attack you and test you. Don't forget, which one of these disciples doesn't have a unique skill?

It's not like the first round, which only has the time it takes for one incense stick to burn.

Moreover, the second round only has an elimination system. There are no draws. It seems that your strategy of shrinking back in the first round is not working. "

Zhang Xiaohua was not annoyed. She said, "I'm not as good as them. I've always admitted this. I was lucky to be able to enter the second round. Finally, I can stay in the Misty School for a while. It's also good to be with you."

Zhang Xiaohu put down his teacup and said, "You just want to see the level of the others in the second round. Why do you have to drag me in?

If you want to see me, you can just come. As long as you have the Huan Xi Villa token, the gate of Misty Mountain Villa won't stop you.

It's not like the Pharmacy Hall, where you need the Hall Master's token! "

"Aiyo!" Zhang Xiaohua thought of something and slapped her forehead.

"What's wrong?" Zhang Xiaohu was very puzzled.

Zhang Xiaohua took out the token from He Tianshu and explained, "I got the token from Captain He. I was going to harass him tonight.

I didn't expect to meet you like this. Looking at the time, it's too late to go there. "

"You still want to go to the Pharmacy Hall?"

Zhang Xiaohu was puzzled. "There's a strong smell of herbs there. There's nothing good there. Why do you want to go there?"

"I think there's more Qi in the Pharmacy Hall." Zhang Xiaohua did not hide it.

"Qi?

In the Pharmacy Hall? "

Zhang Xiaohu was even more puzzled. He said, "Regulating breath and practicing Qi is the same everywhere, as long as it's a quiet environment, right?"

Zhang Xiaohua also scratched his head and said, "Who knows? Anyway, I think every place is different."

Zhang Xiaohu shook his head and said, "It's your state of mind that's different!"

This was quite philosophical. However, Zhang Xiaohua did not think so much because he did experience different Qi of Heaven and Earth.

Zhang Xiaohu saw that his brother did not speak and thought that he was right. After all, he was a young man. How could he have the same state of mind as before when he just came into contact with internal strength?

The two brothers chatted for a while before preparing to rest.

Zhang Xiaohu was worried and asked, "Xiaohua, does your armpit still hurt?"

Zhang Xiaohua patted his body and said, "It's fine. It's already healed."

Zhang Xiaohu was finally relieved.

After entering the room, Zhang Xiaohu originally wanted to sleep side by side like the day before. However, Zhang Xiaohua thought and said, "Second brother, I'll stay in another room. I want to regulate my breath and practice at night. What do you think?"

Zhang Xiaohu happily said, "Okay, then don't practice too late. There's a competition tomorrow."

Zhang Xiaohua nodded and agreed.

They went back to their rooms. Zhang Xiaohua sat cross-legged and turned the five hearts to the sky. He began to practice the Heart Sutra and began to draw Qi into his body. When Zhang Xiaohua released his perception, he found that the Qi of Heaven and Earth in Zhang Xiaohu's residence was not as much as in the pharmacy hall. However, it was a little more than in the medicine field in Huanxi Villa. It was exactly as Zhang Xiaohua said. The Qi of Heaven and Earth was different in every place.

Obviously, the Qi of Heaven and Earth in Ethereal Villa was a little richer than in Huanxi Villa.

The night's practice passed quickly. When it was dawn again, Zhang Xiaohua checked the Zhenqi in his meridians. There was still no obvious change. However, this was not beyond Zhang Xiaohua's expectation.

Outside the room, the two brothers were in good spirits. Zhang Xiaohu also completely got rid of yesterday's decadence, making people feel as if he was a different person.

Zhang Xiaohua was also completely relieved.

Zhang Xiaohua asked, "Second brother, will you still accompany me to the competition today?"

Zhang Xiaohu patted him on the shoulder and said, "Of course, why not?"

Zhang Xiaohua smiled happily.

The two brothers arrived at Kittyhawk Hall together. The number of arenas in the square had not decreased, and the number of disciples below the arenas had not decreased. However, many of the disciples had excited smiles on their faces and were talking to each other. After watching the second round of the competition, many of them did not have much of a psychological burden. It was not like the first round, where the results of the competition were related to whether they could advance or not.

Zhang Xiaohua and Zhang Xiaohu came to the fighting ring where the competition took place a few days ago. Not long after, they saw Leader Chang come over with a smile and greet the disciples below the ring. Then, he took out a few number plates and distributed them to the disciples who entered the second round.

When Zhang Xiaohua received the number plates, he could not help but be surprised. He pulled on Leader Chang's sleeve and asked, "Leader Chang, did you give the wrong number?

Why am I still number two hundred and fifty? "

Leader Chang looked at the unpleasant number and said with a smile, "There's no mistake. You got nine points from nine battles and nine draws. Among the two hundred and fifty disciples, you are ranked last. If you don't take this number plate, who will take it?"

Zhang Xiaohua looked helplessly at the number plate that had accompanied him for three days. He rubbed it hard on his body and hugged it.

Then he asked, "Leader Chang, where will I compete?

Will it still be in our fighting ring? "

Leader Chang shook his head and said, "No, this second round is an elimination system. It's not fixed in the same fighting ring. Listen to the number plates. Wherever they tell you to go, you will go."

Zhang Xiaohua nodded.

Not long after, the second round of the competition began. Zhang Xiaohua thought that his number plate was the last and would be the same as the first round. The competition would be at the end. But just as it began, someone shouted, "Number two hundred and fifty, two hundred and fifty, where is it?"

Seeing that Zhang Xiaohua did not respond, Zhang Xiaohua hurriedly raised his hand and said, "Here."

The person on the other side shouted, "Quickly, this fighting ring. The competition is about to begin."

Zhang Xiaohua hurriedly ran over and asked loudly, "Isn't it the last number?

Why is the competition starting now? "

The leader of the fighting ring sneered, "This is an elimination system, not a round robin system. It is arranged according to the number plate to prevent disciples of similar strength from meeting each other first. For disciples like you who are slightly weaker, they will first compete with disciples who are slightly stronger. Some will be eliminated first and the truly powerful disciples will stay at the end to fight for the top ten!"

"Oh, so it's like that."

Zhang Xiaohua understood a little. His points from the first round were there. He was the weakest, so what else could he say?

After the leader finished speaking, he pointed to the fighting ring and said to Zhang Xiaohua and another disciple, "Go up. I'll go light the incense. The competition is about to begin."

When the disciple heard this, he took two steps forward and used his qinggong. He flew up the stage like a swallow.

Zhang Xiaohua looked left and right, as if he was looking for something.

The leader glared at him and said, "Why aren't you going up?

Do you want me to throw you up? "

When Zhang Xiaohua heard this, he was overjoyed. He smiled and said, "Great, then please throw me up."

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