Chapter 16: Beware

Women?

Qi Sui was a little surprised, but he returned to normal immediately.

On Canglan Star, it was not uncommon for women to practice martial arts.

It was just that due to their innate physical conditions, it was much more difficult for women to achieve success in martial arts than men, at least in the early stages of martial arts.

He had no intention of discriminating against gender, and saluted with his fists.

"ID: Yingfeng Xiongba Tianxia, ​​junior sparring partner, at your service, please!"

"If you feel satisfied with the service, please give a five-star praise after the end."

Sun Rong was not in a hurry to do it.

At this time, she changed her noble cheongsam into a loose martial arts uniform, with the neckline slightly open to both sides, revealing a large area of ​​attractive whiteness.

"Little brother, you have such a handsome face, it's a pity to wear a mask."

"Take it off quickly and let me see it."

Sun Rong walked to the boy with a smile, put her hand on his shoulder, and then slid down naturally, her fingertips flowing over his solid chest and tight abdominal muscles...

"Ah!"

Qi Sui took a step back, startled by the woman's behavior.

He spent three years in high school studying hard for three years, and rarely had close contact with the opposite sex, so how could he bear such teasing.

"That sister, I... I sell my art but not my body!"

Sun Rong was stunned at first, then laughed so hard that she fell backwards. Through the angle of her collar, she could vaguely see a ravine.

"Brother, you are so tender, you are the type I like."

"Why are you hiding so far away? Are you afraid that I will eat you?"

Sun Rong laughed until tears came out, and did not hide the heat in her eyes. She was like a wolf that encountered delicious food, and she wanted to swallow the boy.

"Ten thousand, take off the mask, and the money is yours!"

"Sister, I, I'm really not that kind of person."

"Fifty thousand!"

"Sister, are you questioning my..."

"One hundred thousand!"

"Okay, you win!"

Qi Sui threw the wolf-face mask away, revealing his handsome face underneath.

He can make money just by showing his face, but he doesn't understand the world of rich women.

"Hehe, that's right!"

Sun Rong laughed happily, raised her fist, took an offensive posture, and said, "Okay, now let's practice. If my brother fights well, I'll give you a tip."

"Huh, look at my fist!"

When the woman punched, it was obvious that she still had some martial arts skills, and it was no problem for her to deal with ordinary adult men who had not practiced.

But in Qi Sui's eyes, it was not good enough.

But now Qi Sui has understood what Zhao Yihao meant. The rich woman didn't come here for fighting. As long as she can make the other party happy, she can make money. Why not?

The two of them countered each other's moves. After three or five rounds, fine beads of sweat appeared on Sun Rong's forehead.

She was decisive and dragged Qi Sui into "ground fighting".

She used fists, feet, knees, and elbows.

In a short while, she was sweating profusely and almost fainted.

"Okay, okay, sister can't stand it anymore!"

Sun Rong called a halt and lay on her back on the ring without caring about her image. Her face was ruddy and she said with a hint of meaning: "Brother is so strong that sister can't even use her hands."

"Thank you."

Qi Sui's face was not red and his heart was not beating.

This woman wanted to take advantage of him as soon as she entered the "ground fighting". Fortunately, her strength was not as great as hers, so she didn't let the other party succeed.

"Okay, sister is quite satisfied with today's sparring. Send me the bank account number."

"Well, this!"

Qi Sui took out his mobile phone and the two added each other as chat friends.

A few seconds later, a notification popped up that 110,000 yuan had been received.

"How about it? Live with sister in the future. You only need to accompany sister for three nights a month to get this amount."

Sun Rong put her messy hair behind her ears and made a "1" gesture.

It should be 100,000!

"No need. I, I'm not that kind of person."

"What about this number?"

Sun Rong changed it to "2".

Qi Sui didn't dare to say anything else and fled.

He was really afraid that he couldn't bear the challenge and agreed.

In the early stage of martial arts practice, it is still very important to seal the Yuanyang.

"Sure, Xiao Qi, sister Sun runs a special prosthetics company. It is said that the assets are over 100 million. It is very famous in Qinhai City. As long as you can get close to her, you can save decades of hard work." Zhao Yihao patted his shoulder and gave a look that you understand.

"Brother Zhao, please stop joking. I'm just a little handsome, but how can I catch Sister Sun's eye?"

Qi Sui shrugged helplessly.

For a woman like Sun Rong, she has seen all kinds of men. The reason why she is so generous is probably because of the novelty at the beginning.

When the novelty wears off one day, she will kick him away.

"Brother Zhao, doesn't it say in the agreement that people like us who are sparring can also enjoy internal discounts when purchasing martial arts from martial arts halls? Is that right?"

"Yes, you can directly enter your sparring ID number into the official website of the martial arts hall, and you can see the martial arts techniques for sale. If you don't understand anything, you can ask me at any time." Zhao Yihao raised his mobile phone.

"Thank you, Brother Zhao!"

Qi Sui took a reassurance pill.

If the martial arts are to improve the inner strength of the martial artist, then the martial arts is the use of the inner strength, transforming them into external combat power, and even bursting out more than 100% of the power.

A powerful martial arts brings a qualitative change to the strength of the martial artist.

Just like the two people who practiced on the ring before.

Their strength, agility and other aspects are similar, and their basic boxing and kicking skills are also indistinguishable, but the martial arts master outside the martial arts hall has a martial arts "Eight Extreme Collapse" created by a martial arts grandmaster, which can instantly burst out 1.5 times the power.

One punch can crush the opponent and determine the martial arts level.

Just as he was thinking and walked out of Qinlong Martial Arts Hall, a luxury supercar rolled down the window not far away, and a horn sounded.

"Ding ding ding!"

"Hey, brother, get in the car, and go for a ride with your sister?"

"Ah, no thanks, sister Sun, I have to go home early, otherwise my family will worry."

Qi Sui touched his nose, always feeling that sister Sun was a little too enthusiastic about him. Could it be that his face was so handsome?

"Let's go, it's only a few hours now, sister will take you to have a midnight snack, and then send you back after eating."

Sun Rong leaned out of the car window, and the window squeezed her chest into an exaggerated arc, like a watermelon being cut in the middle: "Come on, give me some face, sister has a valuable gift for you."

"Sister Sun, let's do it another day, I'm really not feeling well today."

Qi Sui declined politely. He didn't give the woman a chance to speak again. He waved his hand and trotted away at the end of the road.

"This little guy..."

The night was lonely, a cloud drifted over and covered the bright moon, and the car fell into dead silence and darkness.

After a long time, the fire lit the cigarette. The woman took a deep breath and chuckled, "A little vigilant."

In her eyes, high school students who have lived in ivory towers for a long time are the easiest to deceive, especially martial arts students like Qi Sui who are full of blood and in adolescence. If she just hooked her finger, she should crawl over like a dog to lick her feet.

"Just..."

The car window rose, the engine roared, drowning out the woman's sneer.

"It's fun to capture prey like this."

...

"Mom, I'm back!"

Qi Sui walked into the house with a freshly baked egg roll in his mouth.

"Xiao Sui, why are you back so late today?"

Mother Zhang Fen came out of the kitchen in a wheelchair, holding a pot of mung bean soup in her hand.

Seeing that the boy's spirit had improved, the wrinkles on her forehead slowly relaxed: "Just make the mung bean soup, drink it while it's hot. Have you been under too much pressure recently? You looked scary this morning, but now you look much better."

"If practicing martial arts is too stressful, let's not practice it for now. It's the same if we take the entrance exam to college to study part-time. I heard that good universities have martial arts exchange clubs, which are convenient for you young people to communicate."

"Mom, I'm fine. I'm going to the martial arts hall to practice tonight. I may go home at this time in the future. If you can't wait for me, just rest first."

Qi Sui drank the mung bean water, then showed off his biceps a little arrogantly, and said: "Mom, do you think I've become a lot stronger?"

"Yes, I look a lot stronger than before, like a calf."

Zhang Fen was also amused.

She knew Qi Sui was already eighteen, past the most suitable age for martial arts training, so she didn't have any expectations in this regard. As long as she could keep her body healthy, have fewer disasters and diseases in the future, and have a certain ability to protect herself, that would be enough.

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The first push didn't seem to work very well, with a conversion rate of only four. Maybe I need to modify the profile.