I Wanted To Be Steady But Became A War God

I Wanted To Be Steady But Became A War God Chapter 27

2021-11-02

Chapter 27 Quasi Martial Artist

“Gather the crowd to fish?”

Squeak!

Footsteps sounded, and some old iron doors in the security room were pushed open, revealing Old Hu's face with a black line on his head.

"Damn, you smelly brat, come to entertain Lao Tzu again?" After seeing that it was Shen Qian, Old Hu couldn't help but curse.

He scolds and scolds, but it doesn't prevent Shen Qian from squeezing in beside him.

The security room at the head of Old Hu is not large, but it is separated into two entrances. Inside is the place where head of Old Hu sleeps. It is dark, and Shen Qian is not interested in going in.

The table outside was hot at this time, and the hot pot was on the induction cooker. There were meat slices, cabbage leaves, and instant noodles rolling in it. There were also fruit plates and beer next to it. Shen Qian's eyes lit up.

"Luxury, Uncle Hu!"

Shen Qian sat down, looked at the two sets of tableware and chopsticks on the table, and then exclaimed, "You know I want Coming?"

"I saw you brat touch it from the window just now." Old Hu lit a cigarette and whispered: "I eat such a good meal in a month, and I can be touched by you. Brat bumped into it, damn it."

Shen Qian ignored him and just buried his head in cooking.

"I saw the ambulance drive to your house today, your mother?"

"You sound like a curse."

"Less What's going on?"

Old Hu saw Shen Qian eating quickly, looked at the cigarette that had just been lit in his hand, scolded the wrong way, and after weighing it, he only took two puffs of cigarettes. After it was extinguished, he quickly sat down at the table and picked up the bowl.

"It's an old problem." Shen Qian answered vaguely.

"Oh...it's solved?"

"That's right."

Shen Qian has already finished a bowl of rice between the questions and answers, and is adding a second one. Bowl, Old Hu put down the bowl and chopsticks in despair.

"When did you eat so much?"

"I'm going to be promoted to Martial Artist."

"che, do you think you're Laozi? hairs Want to be promoted to Martial Artist not even grown yet?" Old Hu coldly snorted, seeing Shen Qian not speaking, he was stunned for a moment, "Really?"

"Know what is real Are you a genius?"

Shen Qian, who has been steady since he got the system, rarely found a chance to appear in front of people, and immediately patted his chest proudly.

He took another piece of cabbage and ate it into his mouth. He didn't hear Old Hutou's reply for a long time. He looked up and saw Old Hutou's expression in a daze.

"Uncle Hu, are you scared?"

"Fart!" Old Hu came back to his senses, took a sip of wine and said with emotion, "I can count myself watching. You have grown up, ten years, how many decades can you live..."

"Why are you suddenly sentimental?" Shen Qian glanced at Old Hu's head strangely, "You are Didn't she get rejected by Grandma Zhang again?"

"It was Lao Tzu who kept rejecting her, do you understand?"

Old Hu finished speaking, seeing Shen Qian smiling but not saying a word, He couldn't help blushing, coldly snorted and said, "Boy, don't think it's a big deal to be promoted to Martial Artist. There are many Martial Artists in this world, but how many can finally become Mountain And Sea?"

"There must be one of me." Shen Qian grabbed the beer from Old Hu's head and poured himself a glass.

“Martial Artist and Martial Artist are also different.” Old Hu said meaningfully.

“What’s the difference?” Shen Qian asked casually.

"Have you heard of the extraordinary Quasi Martial Artist?"

Have you heard of the system father...

Shen Qian almost replied, but held back Now, he raised his eyebrows, "What kind of extraordinary Quasi Martial Artist?"

"Everyone knows that when the energy reaches 149Kg and the speed reaches 10s, they can try to find the sense of Qi, so have you ever thought about why? Are these two data?"

Shen Qian startedled, recalling the content of the Martial Arts theory class, and then said: "Because the body needs to reach a certain level of strength to accommodate Heaven and Earth Spiritual Qi, this The two data is the theoretical standard."

"Yes, then the intensity must only go here?" Old Hu head laughed.

Shen Qian stopped cooking, and felt as if some idea flashed through his mind, but he couldn't capture it for a while.

"You mean..." Regardless of whether Old Hu was bluffing him or not, Shen Qian had to admit that he was indeed bluffed.

"Why does this promotion standard exist? It's not because the limit of the human body is here, but because the limit of most people is here." Old Hu took a sip of wine, leisurely said .

"So the extraordinary Quasi Martial Artist is someone who has broken through this limit?"

Shen Qian seemed to understand a little, and half-believed, "Why have I never heard of this? Words?"

"Heh, do you think anyone can hit the extraordinary Quasi Martial Artist?" Old Hu sneered, "Let's not talk about innate talent or resources, just the danger inside is enough. Let a lot of people die, Martial Arts textbooks dare to write this in?"

"Is there a mortal danger?"

"If you can't make it through, you will lose if you don't die."

"Forget it, I'm not interested."

Shen Qian shook her head immediately.

Old Hu stopped talking.

After being silent for a while, Shen Qian couldn't help but ask, "What's the benefit of being an extraordinary Quasi Martial Artist?"

Old Hu smiled, but the rare Instead of teasing Shen Qian, he said seriously: "'Extraordinary', its name already tells you what it means."

"When you reach your own true limit, you will find that most of the same level Martial Artist, nothing more."

Old Hu said it implicitly, but Shen Qian understood it, and summed it up in four words - invincible at the same level.

“Then how do you know where your limits are?”

“It varies from person to person, and you will always know when you try.”

......

"Zhou Xu, have you heard of the extraordinary Quasi Martial Artist?"

"What?" Zhou Xu was stunned and turned his head blankly.

"It's alright." Shen Qian waved his hand and put out a breath.

It's already the afternoon of the second day.

It has to be said that the mysterious mystery of Old Hu's head last night still caused a certain impact on Shen Qian, although when Shen Qian left, he took the fruit plate of Old Hu's head and caused Old Hu's head to stand up. He fell too hastily and lost his demeanor...

But Shen Qian still memorized the five words "Extraordinary Quasi Martial Artist".

Unfortunately, he found nothing after searching the Internet.

"Forget it, I haven't even reached the limit of 149 right now. I don't need to think too much about it for the time being. It will be a week or two later at the earliest."

The bell rang after class. Shen Qian closed the "Basic Physics" textbook in his hand, ignored Zhou Xu's invitation to the VR room, and walked towards the back of the school.

Today is Wednesday, and it is also the first training day for the "Seventh Middle School Martial Arts Junior Crazy Group". Chen Feng had already informed the group last night that no one is allowed to take leave for today's training camp.

When Shen Qian came to the old physical examination hall, seven or eight people had already arrived.

Huo Linger saw Shen Qian, and her eyes shined greeted her, "Shen Qian, let's do a team building?"

"What?" Shen Qian started.

"Since Director Zhao asked me to set up a group, I feel that as the group owner, I have an obligation to make our connection more closely, so I planned a group building activity on Saturday, when I'll let you know when the time comes."

Huo Linger said with a smile, and ran to Zheng Shaoyang who had just walked in without waiting for Shen Qian's response, apparently to promote her team building activities.

Shen Qian opened his mouth and glanced at the other people who were also a little stunned. He couldn't help shaking his head secretly.

This girl seems to be a little lacking in heart, or is too idealistic. With everyone's familiarity now, I am afraid that few people want to go to this kind of party that is destined to be embarrassing.

No matter what everyone thought, Huo Ling'er seemed to be in high spirits, and only Zhou Xiaoguang was the only one who said it clearly, but Shen Qian guessed that the others simply hadn't reacted.

He was thinking about reminding Huo Linger vaguely that Chen Feng had already strode in.

"Line up!"

After waiting for everyone to stand up, Chen Feng swept over the crowd and saw that no one was absent, so he nodded slightly without any nonsense, and directly opened the mouth and said : "Last time I said that squeezing your potential is the fastest way for you to improve. Today, we will try the first way."

(end of this chapter)