Noble God of War

Lu Xingyang really didn't know what to say.

It's fine for Chen Zhou to disclose something that others think is very precious, but now someone has taken the initiative to send up the fourth page of Nine Killing Ming Dao Fist Manual?
This……

Sighing, Lu Xingyang didn't bother to get entangled in this matter.

He said, "What should be prepared, is all ready!"

Afterwards, Lu Xingyang raised his head, looked at Chen Zhou seriously, and said, "Are you worried that someone will come here and snatch the four pages of Nine-kill Mingdao boxing manual?"

Now, the boxing manual in Chen Zhou's hand has reached four pages.

Moreover, Chen Zhou chose to publish the boxing score on the fourth page in Mingdao Martial Arts Hall as before.

Fucheng's safety index is now the highest in the entire Dragon Realm.

How many people dare to act wild here?

However, not long ago, Chen Zhou asked him to be vigilant, and arranged a lot of people around Mingdao Martial Arts Hall.

In the current Mingdao Martial Arts School, the protection is extremely strict.

"I'm not worried that someone will come, but I'm sure that someone will come to snatch it!" Chen Zhou said with a complicated look in his eyes.

Hearing what Chen Zhou said, Lu Xingyang found it hard to understand.

Since Chen Zhouming knew that someone would come to snatch the four pages of Nine Killing Ming Dao boxing manual, why did he insist on going his own way and make all these manuals public?
Isn't the correct way to put away the other three pages of Nine-kill Mingdao boxing manual, and then prevent that person from snatching it?
Chen Zhou's style of doing things has always been like this, and it doesn't follow common sense at all.

Although there were many doubts in his heart, Lu Xingyang also knew that since Chen Zhou insisted on doing this, he must have some ideas.

Even if he breaks the casserole and asks the bottom line now, Chen Zhou may not tell him.

"Okay, then I'll wait patiently!"

Lu Xingyang didn't ask any more questions, he directly called Lu Hua over, and explained some things before he felt at ease.

As for Chen Zhou, he personally put the fourth page of the Nine Kills Ming Dao boxing manual in the showcase of the martial arts hall.

The four pages of the boxing manual are lined up, and each page of the nine-killing Mingdao boxing manual has a movement.

The action is very simple.

Even if children imitate it, they can imitate it very well.

But the deep meaning behind this action is very difficult.

Different angles and moods will lead to different understandings.

Chen Zhou walked around the showcase several times, and muttered to himself, "It should be coming soon, right?"

After speaking, Chen Zhou left.

On the surface, Mingdao Martial Arts has not changed in any particular way.

Still open for business as usual.

In the martial arts hall, the disciples competed with each other, the teacher taught patiently, and some people stood in front of the display cabinet, carefully observing the four pages of the nine-kill Mingdao boxing manual.

At this time, Chen Zhou was sitting in one of the rooms, drinking tea leisurely.

Sitting opposite Chen Zhou was Dongfang Zhen who had just recovered from his injury.

"This tea is not bad, there is no such good tea overseas!"

Dongfang Zhen grabbed the teacup and swallowed the tea in one gulp.

He is not tasting tea at all, it is simply drinking water.

But it still doesn't prevent Dongfang Zhen from flattering her.

After finishing speaking, Dongfang Zhen raised his head, looked at Chen Zhou, hesitated for a moment, and said, "Chen Zhou, the favor you owed me before..."

"Okay, okay, that's over, let's not say sorry to each other, shall we?"

Seeing Chen Zhou looking at him with an unfriendly expression, he immediately changed his mind with a smile: "To be honest, after this incident, I feel that the killer organization is really boring. Since the tree fell and the monkeys scattered Well, let’s just ignore it, let’s spend some more time here in Fucheng.”

Chen Zhou didn't bother to talk to him, and continued drinking his tea.

Dongfang Zhen coughed in embarrassment, and said again: "Chen Zhou, let me ask you, is it because of you that the fellow with a boxing style similar to yours deliberately spared my life last time?"

Chen Zhou looked at Dongfang Zhen, but still didn't say anything.

Dongfang Zhen was a little anxious, and said directly: "Don't say it, this matter has nothing to do with you. I won't believe it, this matter has nothing to do with you! That guy's strength is much stronger than mine. If he really wants to kill me, he can do it. After all, I was seriously injured at the time. If he chased and killed me, I would not be able to run away. However, he didn't chase me at all. Leave some strength for me, enough for me to escape to Fucheng, the Dragon Realm, and come to you? Is this a coincidence?"

Dongfang Zhen is still very smart.

Otherwise, how could he become the king of the killer organization?

Even though there were many things at that time, he didn't have time to think about them.

But during the recovery period, he also had enough time to think about these things clearly.

"Looking at you, you seem to want to know, right?" Chen Zhou said with a faint smile.

"Of course I want to know, after all, this matter has something to do with me!"

Dongfang Zhen was not hypocritical, and said it directly.

"I'm just like you, I really want to know if it has something to do with me." Chen Zhou shrugged his shoulders.

His words directly made Dongfang Zhen fan in place.

Dongfang Zhen's eyes gradually changed.

He turned his head, looked at the showcase outside, and narrowed his eyes.

Since Chen Zhou said he didn't know, he didn't ask any more questions.

He picked up the teacup, drank the tea, and began to think in his heart.

To be honest, Dongfang Zhen was shocked.

Even Chen Zhou himself didn't know about this matter?

How could he not know?

Obviously that guy's boxing skills are exactly the same as Chen Zhou's.

To say that it has nothing to do with it, Dongfang Zhen would never believe it.

But what is the relationship between the two people is really hard to say.

"Chen Zhou, if it is as you guessed in your heart, have you thought about what to do?"

After being silent for a while, Dong Fanzhen suddenly asked.

"I haven't thought about it yet!"

Chen Zhou said seriously: "But, I want to know, what happened and why?"

Dongfang Zhen nodded lightly, and then said: "Okay, I don't care about this matter. However, you still owe me a favor, so don't deny it!"

After speaking, Dongfang Zhen stood up and walked away.

……

It was late at night, but the lights of Ming Dao Martial Arts Hall were still on.

In front of the showcase, there were even a few disciples standing there, studying the boxing score carefully.

Sitting on a chair not far away, Dongfang Zhen.

He closed his eyes, as if closing his eyes to rest his mind.

hum-

Suddenly, a strange and very violent wind blew in!

Dongfang Zhen's eyes opened instantly, full of sternness: "Who?!"