It's better to fall in love than abuse scum [Quick Transmigration]

"In the ring competition, click as far as you can. After the three-way drum sounds, the meeting officially begins."

After Han Jing finished explaining the rules of the competition, he personally picked up the drumsticks, walked to the "Dengbang Drum" on the side of the ring, raised his hand and dropped the drum.

The sound of drums from martial arts practitioners is incomparable to ordinary people. Three strong drums came from the stage, which made people's ears tremble.Zhou Chi raised his hand to cover Zhao Rushi's ears, but before the sound of the drum fell completely, someone flew forward.

System: "Mr. Zhou, this is the target person."

Zhou Chi: "Oh?"

He looked intently, and at this moment standing on the stage was a tall and handsome young man.

The young man was wearing an indigo-colored martial robe, his long hair was tied up behind his head, revealing a handsome face with bright eyebrows and starry eyes.

As if aware of his gaze, the young man on the stage suddenly turned his head, Zhou Chi looked at him across the air, and suddenly smiled at him, while Han Yi, who showed his true face on the stage, He only frowned slightly and looked away.

"Boom, boom, boom—"

The martial attendant picked up the drumstick and beat it seven times unhurriedly before climbing the drum.

The wind blew through the sky, and no one responded.

Han Yi, who won without a fight on the stage and successfully made it to the rankings, clasped his fists at the audience and retreated.

As soon as Han Yi left, disciples from Wudang, Kongtong, Emei, Beggars' Gang, Huashan, Quanzhen and many other famous sects also flew up one after another, but few people challenged them. Occasionally, there were newborn calves who were not afraid of tigers. After a few moves, he was beaten down.

Zhao Rushi looked at it for a while, and sighed: "It turns out that no one is willing to fight against the first few..."

Zhou Chi said with a smile: "Everyone is a disciple of a famous sect. The day before, they might have gathered together to watch flowers, eat meat and drink, and today they went on stage and beat them down. Wouldn't that be too shameful? It will be even more embarrassing if you can't beat it!"

At this time, a man in blue shirt who was sitting next to the three of them did not know what sect he was from, poked his head out and said, "This hero is quite right."

Zhou Chi closed the folding fan and bowed to him: "It's just nonsense, my dear brother laughed at me."

The man was very interested and pulled Wuzi to sit closer to him, and started discussing with Zhou Chi.

"This year, all the heroes gathered together, and I don't know who can win the gold list."

"It's not difficult to win the championship. There is always a winner on the left and right." Zhou Chi said, "It's not necessarily the one who can win the alliance."

The man looked for a bosom friend, and hurriedly said: "Yes, yes, this is already the fifth term, if no one wins the alliance this year, then the alliance leader Han will become the leader who has been in office for the longest time in history. But this leader sounds nice, but in the end he's just a gangster, with so many things going on, can we, the leader of the Han Dynasty, still manage it in two years?"

Zhou Chi smiled and said: "Who knows..."

While talking, dozens of people have easily made it to the list on the stage, and next is Xiami vs Xiami.

Zhou Chi sat on the stool with his legs crossed, pretending to be watching a movie, shaking his folding fan from time to time, and commenting on the crowd with the uninvited hero of unknown faction beside him, it was very pleasant.

If so, six days have passed.

The seventh day was the last day of the assembly.

Zhao Rushi got up early in the morning, and hurriedly knocked on Zhou Chi's door after taking care of himself.

Yesterday's competition for the purple list, swords, lights and swords in the arena, battles among heroes, and many people were eliminated. Now the remaining few are all well-known masters in today's martial arts. It can be imagined that today's competition for the gold list must be smooth and happy, but Feast your eyes.

However, after Zhao Rushi, who was full of expectations, knocked on the door of Zhou Chi's room, what he was waiting for was "Don't go".

It was rare for Zhao Rushi to lose face: "Why?"

"No reason." Zhou Chi said, "Could it be that you don't even listen to Master's words?"

"I..." Zhao Rushi lowered his head in frustration, "I'll listen."

Zhou Chi said: "Good boy, you go out first."

Zhao Rushi couldn't hide his disappointment, nodded and went out. As soon as she left, Zhou Chi said to Zhao Kuang: "Senior brother, I will entrust Rushi to you."

"Don't worry, young master." Zhao Kuang said, "After I send her up the mountain to settle down, I will come down to help you."

"Thank you, brother. However, brother, you must remember to be careful and don't let others notice your actions. This is not only for your safety, but also to ensure that this trip plan can go smoothly. All in all, brother, be careful!"

"I know, it's just you, young master..." Zhao Kuang showed some hesitation.

"I have my own way to protect myself, brother, don't worry!"

Zhao Kuang is upright, not as easy to fool as Zhu Fang, Zhou Chi managed to convince him to go according to his plan, now quickly stop the conversation, not to let him continue to ask, at the same time stretch out his hand to push him out, motioning him to press the button quickly Plan to split up.

Zhao Kuang was staggered by his push, and was about to be pushed out of the room, he turned around suddenly, dodging the hands that pushed him away.Unexpectedly, Zhou Chi pushed with all his strength, suddenly there was no one in front of his eyes, his hands were empty, his center of gravity was unstable, and he had no time to use light work and footwork, and was about to fall forward, Zhao Kuang quickly turned around and dodged again When he came back, he hugged him, the third junior brother, into his arms.

"Young master, are you alright?" Zhao Kuang looked nervous, clasping his arms tightly with both hands.

"I..." Zhou Chi was stunned.

Just now he accidentally plunged into Zhao Kuang's arms, but unexpectedly smelled a familiar scent of grass and trees from this upright senior brother.Yes, familiar, like the smell of Zhang Chen in the last game world.

"What's the matter? Junior brother?" Zhao Kuang's nervous expression remained on his face, and a pair of big hands hit his forehead.

"...I'm fine." Zhou Chi grabbed the wide palm that was about to fall on his forehead, and said, "Brother, go quickly."

"Are you okay?" Zhao Kuang didn't believe it.

"I'm fine, brother, let's go, it's too late to catch people's eyes."

"That's good." Zhao Kuang's worry didn't fade, but he didn't insist, he cupped his fists and saluted, "Then I'm leaving, young master take care!"

Zhou Chi nodded, opened the door and sent him out, but just as Zhao Kuang took Zhao Rushi and left secretly, the door of the other room opened, and Han Yi, disguised as "Duan Zhuo", came out.

"Palace Master, do you still want to go to Daolin Villa to watch the competition today?"

"Look, why don't you watch it?" Zhou Chi smiled and said, "Would you like to go and see the fun together today?"

Han Yi was taken aback by the question.

Yesterday he fought with people on the stage for a long time, repelling six people in succession to make it to the list, after that he rushed back to the inn to rest quietly, waiting for today's gold list battle, now that Zhou Chi suddenly asked this question, he reacted for a while before saying : "I haven't been there for the past six days, so I won't go today. In order to avoid complications, Duan is waiting at the inn for the return of the palace lord."

Zhou Chi nodded indifferently: "Then you can take a rest and practice the mental method I taught you two days ago."

In the past few days, Han Yi showed up to fight with his real face during the day, and at night he turned back to Duan Zhuo's appearance to monitor and guard Zhou Chi. Originally, he had to rest well these few days, but now he was haggard because of running at both ends.Zhou Chiquan didn't know that he should "heal" Han Yi in the evening, and he thoughtfully taught him a set of mental methods for protecting the heart and lungs two days ago, so that he could think about it more and experience it a little bit.

However, Han Yi still felt tired. It was already the seventh day. What exactly was Zhou Chi's plan?

He couldn't figure out what Zhou Chi was thinking, but today was the last day of the meeting, and Zhou Chi was very likely to make trouble today, so he had to leave early and go to Daolin Villa to prepare, thinking of him, he hurriedly cupped his fists and saluted: "Palace Master According to the teaching, Duan dare not be careless."

Zhou Chi smiled: "That's good, it's getting late, I'll go to Daolin Villa first to grab a front row."

Han Yi maintained the posture of clasping his fists until Zhou Chi's figure disappeared in front of the inn, and then he flew in the opposite direction.

Zhou Chi dismissed Zhao Kuang today, and handed over the door stickers alone. Several sect disciples who had been sitting next to them for the past few days asked questions one after another. "It's a pity." They were so cute, they kept saying, "It's a pity, it's a pity", and then they looked around the stage, for fear of missing any details of today's gold list competition.

Today's battle for the Gold List is not like the previous six days. The winner can be determined after tens to hundreds of thousands of rounds. Often the two fight each other, and it won't take half an hour to tell the winner. Zhou Chi has only watched two games, and he can't hold back I want to go to the toilet.

He patted the shoulder of the person next to him: "Dear brother, I want to relieve my hand, please keep an eye on the location for me."

The man raised his leg and sat in two seats, without turning his head, he said, "Go, go."

Zhou Chi went there with confidence.

He followed the system's instructions all the way to the latrine, and just as he raised his hand to touch the doorknob, a slightly old hand suddenly appeared in his eyes. He turned his head and saw that it was an old Shaolin monk who happened to come to relieve his hand. People happened to bump into each other.

The old monk probably didn't expect that someone would come out to relieve him at this moment, he looked at him, withdrew his hands, and joined his hands together in a salute.

"Is this little friend coming to the toilet too?"

"Hello, master." Zhou Chi recognized that this was the abbot of Shaolin, and hurriedly clapped his hands together in return, thinking that picking feet, shitting, and farting are all human nature, even the awesome abbot will grab the toilet with you if he is in a hurry to pee.

"It's fate to meet my friend here, please invite me first." Abbot Sumeru Maitreya smiled like a Buddha.

"The abbot is too polite. Since we are here together, the elders are the most respected. The abbot invites you first." After Zhou Chi said, he took a step back, stretched out his hand to the direction of the latrine, and bowed to wait for Xumi to enter.

Seeing him like this, Nasumi clasped his hands again and saluted him: "That's how I thank this little friend."

Zhou Chi only said: "The abbot is being polite."

Xumi went in to urinate, and after a while he came out, clasped his hands together and asked Zhou Chi to go in, Zhou Chi was not polite, he gave him a salute, went in and had a refreshing urinate, when he didn't want to come out, Xumi was still outside.

"Is the abbot waiting for me?" Zhou Chi asked.

"Yes and no." Sumi said.

Zhou Chi knew that most of the Shaolin people's speeches were mysterious and mysterious, so he didn't ask any more questions. However, he didn't ask, but Nasumi couldn't help it, and said first: "I don't know what school and sect my little friend is from, and what is his surname?" Name who?"

Zhou Chi said: "No family, no faction, no name, no surname, but if you walk around in the mortal world, why should you be burdened by the world of mortals?"

Xu Mi knew that he didn't want to say more, so he didn't ask any more questions, but kept his eyes fixed on his face.

"The abbot looks at me like this... is there something on his face?"

"I don't have anything, but the appearance of my little friend is somewhat similar to that of an old man from the past."

"Oh?" Zhou Chi remained calm.

Xu Mi didn't know what to think of, and a look of sadness flashed across his face. At this moment, there was a sudden sound of drums in the distance. It seemed that the fight was over, and Xu Mi said: "Not much to say, It would be a pity to miss out on the gold medal competition, so my friend please."

"Abbot please too." Zhou Chi waved his hand and walked back to the square with Xu Mi.