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"Young man, I can see that your steps are different from an ordinary person's. You must have learnt some footwork, right?" The old man asked with a smile.

Guo Qirong nodded his head but did not refute or explain anything. After all, if he were to say that he had the strength of a martial arts master, the old tutor would not have believed him even if he had been beaten to death.

"Young man, how old did you start practicing martial arts?" In the old gramps' era, there were very few youngsters who were really interested in martial arts. Most of the so-called martial arts training was just to fight and gain strength for a while, and there were very few people who were as calm and composed as Guo Qirong.

Guo Qishen pondered for a moment and then very sincerely answered, "Ten years of practicing martial arts. Starting from the age of six, I have been officially practicing martial arts for ten years. I have been beating my foundation since I was six."

The old man couldn't help but frown after hearing Guo Qi's benevolent words. He had been working hard until he was six years old? Most children who had trained in martial arts since childhood were around three years old and could practice their basics in almost two years. If they hadn't seen a few, they would have at least three or four years of experience.

"Young man, how many years have you used your foundation?" The old man asked with concern.

Guo answered truthfully, "When I began to walk, I began to build my foundation."

The old tutor was stunned when he heard this. These words weren't a lie. He had just learned how to walk, and he had already been taught by Kadar to exercise his body. However, at that time, he was still young, so his training methods were mostly done in large vats filled with Chinese medicinal herbs.

In this world, even a true genius would need to put in an unimaginable amount of effort in order to reach the heights that ordinary people looked up to.

"The situation of my family's martial arts practice is different. That uncle of mine has had a very high expectation of me since I was young." Guo Kexin said with a smile. These words caught Old Man Zhao's attention as he began to ponder. Could this young man in front of him be from a martial arts family?

At the same time, Old Master Zhao was also very curious. With this kind of backing, it would take too much time and time, and his comprehension of moves and martial art concepts would decrease greatly.

Although his foundation was abnormally solid, his comprehension and application of martial dao techniques were far less, making him a disadvantage.

Martial arts, every move and every stance emphasized spiritual nature. Spirit referred to the fact that one was extremely adept at using and receiving and releasing all of one's moves. Each and every one of his moves was already imprinted in his heart and released as he pleased.

"Young man, although I don't know why your uncle did it, I think it was wrong. "Although the firmer a martial artist's foundation is, the better it is for them to have a solid foundation. But, in their short lives, if they don't have a good perception and use every move flexibly, fusing them with their own body, then having a foundation is useless." At the same time, he hoped that he could help Guo Qirong walk back from the wrong path.

Guo Qishen smiled but did not say anything else. In his eyes, the lordmaster's gaze was only limited to the initial stages of martial dao.

A true expert did not need to use any moves, nor did he need to use his weapon to its limit. Perception of the Concept of Martial Arts was the most kingly method.

A single move, no matter how skilled you were, was enough to make you spit out blood and play some bullsh * t moves when faced with a Grandmaster of Internal Martial Arts whose entire body was full of inner strength.

"Young man, you are still young, and you can't abandon the path of martial arts." Young man, you are still young, and you can't abandon the path of martial arts, and you must not forget the path of martial arts. Although Old Master Zhao didn't have any intention to favor this talent, he didn't wish for the youngster of today to end up with a martial arts practitioner who took a detour.

At the same time, Old Master Zhao also began to think of his uncle as an ordinary martial practitioner.

"It's such a pity, sigh. Your body is really too skinny. You can't learn hard kung fu from me." Old Master Zhao sighed.

Guo Qirong did not express any regret. He exchanged a few pleasantries with the old man and then quickly said his goodbyes. What he needed to do now was to find the mysterious person.

Watching Guo Qirong's departing figure, Old Man Zhao praised, "This young man should be Yanran's classmate. At his age, his temperament is pretty good. It's a pity that his innate physical condition is too poor."

Just as Guo Qiren left the villa's backyard, he saw a thin man looking at him on the way.

Ignoring the thin man, Guo Qiren continued his search.

However, just as Guo Qirong was about to pass by, the thin man stretched out a hand to stop him.

"Kid, your name is Guo Qirong?" The thin man arrogantly and disdainfully pointed his nostrils at Guo Qirin.

"B Two!" Guo Qishen felt disdain in his heart but maintained his composure on the surface.

The thin person was none other than the Mai Second Monkey. Seeing that Guo Qizheng did not say anything, he thought Guo Qizheng was afraid of him and was even more unbridled. There was usually no one on this path, so he started to act unbridled.

"You pissed off my Brother Zhu, you're courting death. How dare a poor bastard like you come to the Zhao Family villa, are you the one who came here?" Ma Er had already called for his several friends. He would be able to get here in a few minutes and then beat up this scrawny poor man in front of him.

At this very moment, in the backyard, even though Old Master Zhao had yet to completely condense his inner force, his hearing was already stronger than an ordinary person's. Adding to the fact that Guo Qizheng had just left the backyard, Old Man Zhao could clearly hear their conversation.

Old Master Zhao stood up in curiosity. He wasn't afraid of something happening to Guo Qirin, but rather his own villa. How dare someone find trouble with him on his birthday! Moreover, he also wanted to see how good Guo Qishen's martial arts were. If it wasn't bad, then Old Man Zhao also wanted to give some pointers to his juniors.

"Who told you to come?" Not only did Guo Qirong not get angry, he even revealed a smile on his face as he looked at the second monkey.

Second Monkey was not an idiot. Naturally, he would not tell anyone that it was Zhao Changzhi who had called him here.

"Also, you have no right to know who Hu-ge is." The little monkey thought it was smart to answer Guo Kairen's question.

In fact, at this very moment, Guo Qirong had already thought of Zhao Changji the second time he heard of this Hu-ge. Because he had interacted with someone who had already displayed his disdain and disgust for the first time, there was no one else other than Zhao Changji.

After confirming this point, Guo Qiren smiled even more as he looked at Second Monkey Ma's expression.

"Sorry, I don't like being blocked by dogs." Under the Second Monkey's puzzled gaze, Guo Qizheng immediately flew into a rage.

"Kid, you are courting death." Ma Er shouted, his face ugly.

At this moment, it just so happened that Old Master Zhao also arrived with great agility. However, he did not appear in front of the two of them. Instead, he hid in a corner and observed quietly.

Being looked down upon by a poor bloke, even though Ma Er and the monkey were used to all sorts of young masters' anger, and their dignity had long been thrown to the side, in his heart, a poor bloke dared to look down on him.

"F * ck!" Ma Er just opened his mouth and was about to raise his hand to make a move when he saw a flash in front of his eyes and then he didn't know anything.

Guo Qirong's hand slowly fell down, step by step, and he left the area.

It was only a long while after Guo Qizheng had left that old man Zhao, who was hiding in a corner, rubbed his eyes. His old eyes were not foggy, but rather they were clear because of his martial arts practice.

"This... Am I really old? Are my eyes playing tricks on me? But just now, I really didn't see clearly how he did it. " Old Master Zhao didn't dare to believe what he was seeing, but looking at the unconscious Ma Er Monkey, he had no choice but to accept this fact.

The youth who had been chatting with him with a clean smile was actually very secretive. Moreover, he had grasped some sort of mystical technique that he had no way of knowing. This was the truest thought in Old Master Zhao's heart at this moment.

"This young man is not simple!" While Old Master Zhao lamented, he began to ponder repeatedly in his heart about how Guo Qirong had managed to strike his opponent in a situation where he was unable to catch Guo Zhi Ren in a single strike.

"If he had been carrying a dagger, his opponent would have died instead of fainting. "A one hit kill …" Thinking of this, Old Master Zhao couldn't help but suck in a breath of cold air. This method was too powerful.

When Old Master Zhao made up his mind that he would have a good talk with Guo Qirin after the birthday feast ended, Guo Qiran arrived at the front of the villa. He was just about to meet with Zhao Yanran, but he suddenly sensed danger.

"Master, someone else seems to have come to the villa." The guide also sensed something and immediately informed Guo Qizheng.

At this moment, a limited-edition Gabrielle WeiLong parked in front of the Zhao Family's entrance, followed by a young man in a white suit who looked about the same age as Guo Qirong. He opened the car door with a deep look in his eyes, and respectfully welcomed the young man.

The brawny man said respectfully to the young man in the white suit, "Fifth master, this is the Zhao Family."

"Zhao Family? I heard that bastard came here just to find me. " The youth in the white suit mumbled to himself, as his lips curved in a strange smile.