number one leader

Chapter 77 Factions
After a night of farce, Chu Zhihong was squatting in the courtyard on the second day, drinking porridge, looking at the collapsed courtyard wall, his eyes full of helplessness, and his eyes couldn't help but glance at Chu Sheng.

That seems to say: Look at the good things you do.

Chu Sheng naturally had a very thick face, and he seemed to have never seen the look in his eyes. After finishing the porridge soon, he dusted off his robe and stood up, and casually went to ask for porridge again.

Of course Chu Zhihong was in a hurry, so he called out, "What about the courtyard wall?"

Chu Sheng shrugged indifferently, picked up some pickles, and said confidently: "Of course it's up to you to handle it."

"You pushed it down!"

"I am the leader and I have the final say." Chu Sheng's body trembled and he looked domineering. He raised his eyebrows and looked at Chu Zhihong, "If you don't accept it, you can come and try."

"Try it!" Chu Zhihong was furious, threw the bowl to the ground, and rushed forward with a punch.

"It's against you!" Chu Sheng stared straight at him, and shouted, "You dare to drop the bowl I bought for you!"

It's fine if he doesn't say anything, but Chu Zhihong feels even more aggrieved when he talks about it; while blowing a strong wind with his hands, he can't help cursing: "You stole this from the brothel!"

Chu Sheng strode out, but he was led by the tiger's step, and his fist stretched continuously to block the wind of the palm. He widened his eyes and said, "Why are you so innocent?"

"What innocence? I saw you steal the bowl from Zuiheyuan with my own eyes. If it wasn't for me, I would have been hung up and beaten."

Chu Sheng blushed, and the blue veins on his forehead burst out, and he turned his fist into a palm, and opened his mouth to argue, "I gave the other party a bowl, so what if I take away a bowl like this!"

"This is an exchange, one take and one exchange cannot be considered stealing and exchanging!"

The two faced each other with Hunyuan palms, vigorously comparing palm strength; Chu Zhihong also clearly felt that Chu Sheng's internal strength was deeper than his own, thinking that the previous situation was reversed, he was happy, but also a little Point lost.

He was happy because of Chu Sheng's martial arts proficiency, but he was also disappointed because he was inferior because of this.

Every martial idiot has a bit of reluctance to admit defeat in his temper.He was not discouraged, but wanted to practice more and more.If it is other exercises, rushing for success may lead to unpredictable consequences, but "Hunyuan Gong" is better than safety. Although it takes a long time and the effect is slow, there is no danger of going crazy.

"How can we call it stealing when it comes to people who practice martial arts!"

Chu Sheng struck out several palms in succession, and Chu Zhihong retreated a few steps in a row, but he was still arguing, with difficult words one after another, such as "a gentleman is always poor" and "what is it?" and so on.

In this way, everyone around couldn't help laughing, and the atmosphere inside and outside the courtyard was full of joy.

When the laughter sounded, Chu Sheng was stunned for a moment. After finishing his work, he looked around and saw guys hiding their heads and tails in the left and right corners of the wall. They couldn't help laughing.

Chu Sheng then showed his power as the leader and shouted unceremoniously: "You all went to practice martial arts, but why are you staying here! You can't be lazy!"

He is very much like a figure from later generations: the head teacher.

All the martial arts disciples naturally dispersed, Chu Sheng shook his head helplessly, brushed off his robe, looked at Chu Zhihong, and couldn't help laughing.

"I've thought about what you said carefully, and it's really from the bottom of my heart." Chu Zhihong, however, was a little more serious, and said, "Junior Sister has indeed been slacking off in martial arts recently, so I will definitely supervise her more! "

Chu Zhihong is soft-spoken, which is really rare. Before, he was just stuck in the neck and kept silent, but now it is not bad to be able to say this.Chu Sheng was happy in his heart, and patted this small shoulder and said: "Although sects can be relied on, they can't be used to save lives at the critical moment of life and death. All we can rely on is our own kung fu. This principle, you As long as you know."

The two of them were like this, and the disputes and conflicts last night were all scattered in their hearts.

Staying in the gym was nothing to do, so Chu Sheng went to the front yard to watch many martial arts disciples practice and experience their strength.

But the two of them were also sitting on the ridge of the roof, pointing at many disciples.While bathing in the sun, Chu Sheng pointed out a few people, and then said: "The first batch of disciples who can feel angry and worship into the inner sect may be among these people."

He pointed it casually, and the tangerine peel and Zhu Da were among them.

Chu Zhihong nodded, and also agreed: "Zhu Daben has practiced for a long time, and his foundation is quite solid. He is gradually realizing his sense of energy. I am not surprised. On the contrary, it is the tangerine peel, which has been here for less than a month. Even the rapid progress has really surprised me."

"The jewel left on the street!" Chu Sheng couldn't help but feel a little emotional, recalling that before and after beheading Bian Zhide, it was Chen Pi who was busy driving around and leading the way.At that time, Chu Sheng could see that this was an astute person, but he never thought that Chen Pi had such a talent in martial arts.

"If we hadn't taken care of those green-skinned gangsters, we would have left this person behind."

Chu Zhihong was speechless. At first he strongly opposed it, but now he has nothing to say. After a while, he pointed out a few more people and introduced him to Chu Sheng: "This son's surname is Cao Mingshi, and he is also the old nine sons of the martial arts school. The best of the best."

"This son's surname is Wei Mingyi, and he is also one of the old nine sons."

Afterwards, he introduced the best of the new nine sons to Chu Sheng, and apart from the tangerine peel, there was also a son, Shi An, who was the son of Kun at that time; another son named Nian Gao, who was Nian Xing. A child adopted by the old man Liu, who is usually a little dull, not stupid, but he is always a few beats slower than other teenagers.

Besides that, there was another young girl called Chen Ning, who was in the year of the golden hairpin, but she was also somewhat talented, and she was Chen Pi's younger sister.

"It's funny to say that Zhu Da, Cao Shi, and Wei Yi are the heads of the old nine sons. They often lead the old nine sons to face the new nine sons. Neither group of people has ever obeyed the other, and they have fought each other before. " Chu Zhihong couldn't help laughing out loud when he said that, in his opinion, only in this martial arts hall, these two groups of boys are just fighting.

However, Chu Sheng squinted his eyes. He knew that this person was the most complicated and his heart was the most unpredictable. Once they got together, there would be a fight.But I didn't expect that the children of the martial arts school, who are young and have inexperienced kung fu, are also divided into two groups, targeting each other.

Knowing this in his heart at this time, Chu Sheng looked again, and found that the 19 people below were faintly gathered at each end, and Dudu Shiyuan was practicing alone in the courtyard. Compatible with the old and new nine sons.

Since they belong to the same sect, this mountain must naturally be controlled. In Chu Sheng's view, it is possible to exist, but it can only be limited to this martial arts gym, which can also intensify the competition between the two groups.But once the martial arts disciples enter the inner sect, they must be close as a family. If the atmosphere of the mountain is brought into it, it may become a hidden danger of the sect, or it may lead to discord and disintegration of the sect in the future.

After carefully explaining all these thoughts to Chu Zhihong, the latter's smile faded, and he nodded seriously and said seriously: "These are the future seeds of the sect, and I will take good care of them. The competition between the looming factions, I can also suppress and control it well."

(End of this chapter)