Daqin: Inheriting the Sword Saint and being read by Zulong

Chapter 73 A Clubhouse on Daqin Street?

"System prompt: Nian is the host's first offense, and the system is in a good mood, so it is exempt from punishment."

"System prompt: The next time such a shameful thing happens to the host, the system will not tolerate it."

The rough boy suddenly sounded in his heart, startling Ying Zige.

What is this?
Does this count as being knocked down by a woman?

and many more!

Ying Zige, who had been in a daze for a while, suddenly had his eyes lit up, and his whole body became refreshed.

At this moment, he had the urge to cry with joy.

I originally thought that it was difficult to find loopholes in the mechanism of this system, so I couldn't get rid of the system's wool.

But in the end, I just said that I was knocked down, and the system's punishment mechanism responded immediately.

In other words, whether you are knocked down or not is all up to you to judge?
"I understand. From the beginning, I preconceived that the system has a high IQ. After all, it is a system, high-tech intelligence."

"I didn't expect that I thought highly of him. This is simply one, wise..."

Ying Zige's heart burst into ecstasy.

System loopholes are that simple?
Thanks to my hard thinking and meditation all night, the result is as simple as one plus one equals two.

If this is let go, it is the same as the system, it is all forked.

"Hehe, hehe..."

Ying Zige suddenly smiled cunningly, he was not in the mood to even take a look at the stunning beauty's carriage passing by.

A woman will only affect my master's sword drawing speed.

This young master wants to become a strong man, how can he waste time on the love of his children?

"Humph!"

The woman in the carriage snorted coldly and rolled her eyes.

Just now, when I saw this handsome noble young master react as if struck by lightning, I thought that Yue had met love.

I didn't think it was an idiot at all.

What a waste of my wife's mood.

"Come, come, hit me... No, you'd better touch me."

Ying Zige was full of excitement, and excitedly said to the sword slave next to him.

"Touch...you?"

The sword slave stared wide-eyed silently, took a step back vigilantly, and subconsciously pressed his palm on the hilt of the sword.

A little heart couldn't help beating wildly.

Knew it!
The Thirteenth Young Master hadn't given up on him yet, and in front of the crowd, he actually wanted to let him do that...shameful thing to him!

Although my sword slave is inferior to others, I will never live on mediocrity, let alone allow anyone to humiliate me.

"Don't touch!"

He tilted his head to the side, and said decisively.

"Huh? If you don't touch it, don't touch it. Why does it look like you are going to die bravely?" Ying Zige was a little confused, and then turned to look at Han Baichuan.

"or……"

"Young Master Thirteen, if you force me in your own capacity, I will swallow my sword and die immediately."

Han Baichuan, who was already full of despair, gritted his teeth fiercely, with grief and indignation on his face, he couldn't help pulling out his wooden sword.

"Huh? This thing is so big, can you really swallow it? Try it, I'll see." Ying Zige's face was full of curiosity.

"..."

Ying Zige was surprised. He just wanted to trigger a system loophole and get a reward.

Why is it so difficult?
These two brats, not only did not cooperate at all, but also looked like they wanted to die.

It really broke my heart.

"Wait, you seem to have misunderstood something."

The next second, Ying Zige laughed.

Finally figured out what happened.

It seems that these two boys think they have some quirks?

It's no wonder that no one lets people touch their own on the street.

"Cough cough!"

"I made a mistake, come again."

"Swordman, can you give me a slap? I know you hate me deeply, and hate me for giving you the word "Swordman". You must really want to slap me, right?"

A wicked smile suddenly appeared on Ying Zige's face.

"Hit you? You want me to hit you?" Han Baichuan, who was about to swallow his sword with hatred, blinked, his face full of disbelief.

"Correct!"

Clap!
Han Baichuan slapped Ying Zige hard on the face.

"Fuck!"

Ying Zige couldn't help but let out a scream. He turned 720 degrees in the air and fell hard to the ground.

Almost burst into tears on the spot.

this kid!
I let you fight, but I didn't let you do your best.

Fortunately, I have the 20-year internal energy protection inherited from the Juggernaut, otherwise, if I slap it, I will be reimbursed and the game will be over.

"Sword man, you kid, how dare you knock me down?" Ying Zige couldn't help but angrily said.

"Young Master, you have to follow your orders." Han Baichuan smiled slightly, and the depression on his face had already disappeared at this moment.

It looked radiant, as if it was a different person.

Puff!
Ying Zige almost spit out a mouthful of old blood, and his whole body suddenly became ill.

This kid vented his depression by slapping himself.

How much I should hate myself at ordinary times.

"Young master! Can I come?!"

At this moment, the sword slave with bright eyes took a step forward and stretched out his right palm.

Surrounded by zhenqi in the palm, it was like thunder and lightning beating.

"No, no, that's enough, let's talk about it next time."

Ying Zige hurriedly reached out to stop him.

"It's a pity..." Jian Nu felt a little pity, shook his head slowly, took a few steps back, and let out a sigh.

The light in the eyes immediately dissipated.

Ying Zige was not calm on the spot.

This son is not bad only for you, right?
It's fine for me to be indifferent to me at ordinary times, but when I have the opportunity to work, I don't even hesitate.

He's about to explode right then and there.

However, at this moment, the familiar system sound sounded again.

"Ding! The system detected that the host was knocked down, triggering the reward mechanism."

"Ding! Reward the host with a chance to draw a lottery."

"A lottery draw?"

"Yes!" Ying Zige said silently in his heart without hesitation.

After receiving that thunderous slap, wouldn't it be in vain if he didn't draw a lottery?

"Ding! The system prompts that the host has successfully drawn the lottery."

"Ding! Congratulations to the host for obtaining: Inheritance of the Junior Medical Immortal!"

As the rough voice of the system fell, a huge amount of information instantly emanated from his heart, pouring into his brain fiercely like a hundred streams into the sea.

That contains the powerful information of medical inheritance, like lighting up skill trees one after another.

Acupuncture...

Alchemy...

Reflexology...

Cupping...

……

All kinds of medical techniques for curing diseases and keeping in good health became clear in Ying Zige's mind.

Ying Zige's face darkened again.

Acupuncture and alchemy are reasonable.

What the hell is this reflexology and cupping technique?

Could it be that my business behavior these past few days made the system mistakenly think that I wanted to do business, so it gave me the technology to travel through a very hot industry before.

Is this to let him open a club in Daqin?

But if you think about it carefully, it is also a good idea.

When the time comes to hang up the sign that women are free and men go away, it will be extremely exciting to think about it.

Just when Ying Zige was dreaming.

The sound of horseshoes like a shower interrupted his train of thought directly.

He frowned slightly, looking at the direction where the voice came from, he couldn't help but tighten his brows.

(End of this chapter)