It's just a game, why did you dig up my grave?

Steven obeyed and exited from the chat interface.

Enter the free zone.

Sure enough, the first post is.

"There is a suspected ninth-level battle over the Magic City of China, and Qian Xiao died."

Click on it and there's a video inside.

The video was not long, but after watching it, Steven had a look of shock on his face.

Then pull the progress bar to about one-third.

Skip the dialogue and rewatch it frame by frame at 0.5x speed.

After reading it, I let out a long breath.

"Steven, do you also see the problem?"

"Of course, if I read it correctly, the person who killed Qian Xiao must have reached the realm of martial arts.

You said he was only twenty years old, which is really unconvincing. "

"That's true. If I hadn't seen the video of him participating in the college student competition last year, I wouldn't have believed it."

Jeff shrugged, took the blond young man's mouse and clicked on another post.

What was posted in the post was Chu Xuan’s amazing performance in the finals.

Neither of them spoke, and watched silently.

Until finally, the red sun rose from the smoke, and Steven suddenly pressed the pause button.

"what happened?"

Jeff asked confused.

Steven stared hard at the computer screen.

"Does his technique look familiar to you?"

"Familiar feeling, you mean?"

"Don't you think this round of red sun is somewhat similar to the Blazing Sun Fist released by the sunny and cheerful boy?

I have been practicing this set of exercises recently. If my proficiency reaches a certain level, I suspect that this kind of abnormal phenomenon can also occur when practicing Lieyang Fist! "

"Are you talking about the serious version?"

"What you practice is the kidney-tonifying version?"

Jeff scratched his head in embarrassment upon hearing this.

“F**k!

I shouldn't have asked you. "

. . .

Wuhan University in Aurora.

Chu Xuan didn't care about the rumors from the outside world.

Just now.

Because it is not convenient for Chu Jun to go out to eat.

Three people and one chicken set up an oven in the front yard of the villa dormitory.

Had an outdoor barbecue.

The barbecue ingredients are ferocious beast meat exchanged for points and an egg laid by Brother Chicken.

As Gurlink than this race.

With Brother Chicken's current strength, he can already lay eggs.

This was the rooster's initiative.

According to him.

Anyway, every rebellious son born wants to kill his father.

Might as well feed them. . .

The rich aroma of barbecue soon wafted from the yard.

It was a rare meal that I enjoyed very much.

After finishing the barbecue, everyone started to clear away the dishes.

Liu Qingye's eyes suddenly rolled up and he asked.

"Chu Xuan, since you have so many identities, how many girlfriends have you had?"

Chu Xuan's hand wiping the table stopped in place.

All sounds suddenly stopped.

"Ahem, Brother Xuan, you guys are busy first, I'll go to the toilet."

Wang Chuang stood up in a hurry and picked up Ah Ju, who was eating happily.

"Let's go, Ah Ju, come with me."

"install?"

After Wang Chuang left, the rooster Chu Jun suddenly crowed "cluck, cluck, cluck, cluck, cluck, cluck, da".

He walked into the room as if nothing had happened.

A look like "I'm mentally retarded, I don't know anything."

Facing Liu Qingye's shining eyes, a drop of cold sweat broke out on Chu Xuan's forehead.

He felt that he was facing the biggest crisis of his life.

"Well, do you believe me if I say I haven't talked about it?"

After a while, Chu Xuan said with difficulty.

"Really?"

"real."

"But you hesitated."

"real!

I lied to you that I was a puppy. "

"Pfft, so you are still..."

"Shut up!"

Veins popped out on Chu Xuan's forehead.

What a shame.

“Clean up properly.

Those two people were scared away, and we were the only ones left. "

"Oh."

It was rare for the girl to tidy up the oven honestly.

But his eyes were shining, his movements were light, and he seemed to be in a very good mood.

. . .

A month passed quickly.

"Senior Chu Xuan, we are here today. Thank you for your cooperation."

A young man in a suit stood up from the sofa primly.

Bowed to Chu Xuan.

"Well, go ahead, Xiao Zhao."

Chu Xuan nodded.

During this time the official sent a secretary over.

Specially responsible for recording Chu Xuan’s previous experiences.

Of course, it was the so-called abridged version that Chu Xuan picked based on the situation.

All sensitive content involving simulators and doomsday atmosphere was hidden by him.

After Xiao Zhao left, Chu Xuan took out his mobile phone, found the contact person "Chen Liang", and sent the organized documents.

At this time, Chen Liang was practicing in the secret room.

The phone suddenly rang, and the old man slowly opened his eyes.

Not many people have Fetion.

Most of them are very important people.

Picking up the phone and seeing "Senior Chu" displayed on the message prompt, Chen Liang's face straightened.

As soon as I clicked on Fetion, I saw dozens of files sent over.

"Zhou Tonggun"

"Yi Jin Jing"

"The Art of Capturing the Dragon"

"Iron Shirt"

"Liuhe Big Gun (Original Version)"

. . .

There is also a message from Chu Xuan at the bottom.

Chu Xuan: Mr. Chen, these dozens of exercises are what I have practiced before. They are enough to reach the eighth level. Please hand them over to the authorities for me. I don’t know if I can help you.

Looking at this large pile of exercise documents.

The old man was a little excited and replied hurriedly.

Chen Liang: Mr. Gao Yi! These exercises are so useful. I would like to mention them here to thank you for your selfless efforts!

Chu Xuan: Easy to say.

After sending this, Chen Liang hurriedly left the secret room with his mobile phone.

Ancient exercises have been missing all over the world.

Although there were some leftovers in some families before.

However, the number is not large and there is no way to provide sufficient data for systematic research.

Nowadays, many techniques have been unearthed from Lingyan Pavilion in China, plus those provided by Chu Xuan.

The research conditions were fully met.

I believe that in the near future, the discipline of ancient exercises will gradually develop and grow.

But just as the old man left, an internal encrypted number suddenly called in.

"Mr. Chen, come to the conference room quickly, something big has happened!"