Abandoned the Immortal Cultivator, returned to his hometown to farm and sing

Chapter 1090 1081. Sect Pride
You can't kick out such a young child.

I searched his body again, but couldn't find his cell phone, phone book, or even a piece of paper with writing on it.

No ID either.

I'm too young to receive it yet.
Only eleven dollars and fifty cents were found.

Yin Hao had no choice but to keep him for the time being.

Then contact the public security organs to inquire about the child’s parents.

After some twists and turns, I found out that the child was from Sanjiangkou, which is not far away.

The first time he encountered such a misfortune, his parents died in an accident. There were no elderly people in either family and his relatives would not take him in.

He was too young to accept it, and besides, he was addicted to martial arts novels, so he used the imaginary world of chivalry to escape from reality.

That's why he wandered to Wudang Mountain to learn martial arts from a master.

Alas, what a pity.

Yin Hao felt soft-hearted, so he accepted Bo Zhihong and let him live in the martial arts school, attending classes and practicing martial arts with him, and also treating him as a student.

It didn't take long for the child to be discovered to have amazing talent...

"After spending half a year in the martial arts school, I realized that there was something wrong with this kid. He learns everything he is taught, and he can apply what he has learned to other situations. He learns much faster than other students. He can learn almost everything about a set of boxing techniques after just one look. He has a good comprehension ability."

"Not only does he have a good understanding, but he also has a good foundation. Once his nutrition is adequate, his height will increase rapidly. He doesn't need to train much, his strength will naturally increase, and he will grow faster after training."

"The weirdest thing is that the more he eats, the more muscle he gains. The more he eats, the more muscle he gains. All the food he eats turns into muscle mass, but he still doesn't get fat."

"Plus, he has long arms and legs, so he is a natural martial artist."

As Yin Hao spoke, he shook his head, his envy evident in his words.

Luo Yihang knew there were such people.

Naturally high testosterone levels make muscle repair and synthesis more efficient, allowing for rapid muscle growth even at lower training intensities.

This kind of person is called "muscle-building saint" in the fitness circle.

It is even more common to see people who grow bigger the more they eat. There is one such person in Ping'angou, Luo Qingcai. His appetite is comparable to that of Bo Zhihong. The more he eats, the bigger he becomes, but he grows horizontally.

There are many records in ancient times. Lian Po is old, can he still eat? In front of the envoy, the old Lian Po ate a dou of rice and ten catties of meat in one meal.

There is also Zhang Qixian, the prime minister of the Northern Song Dynasty. A prime minister can hold a big boat in his stomach.

Luo Yihang also examined Luo Qingcai and found nothing special about him, except that he had advantages in digestion and absorption, and his intestinal flora could efficiently convert nutrients. He had the "no-fat" physique that countless people envy.

In fact, eating the vegetables grown in Ping'angou for a long time has subtly improved the intestinal absorption of everyone in the company.

It's just a difference in degree.

There are people who can’t gain weight no matter how much they eat, like Luo Qingcai.

Some people get fat after eating it, such as horse experts...

In addition, Bo Zhihong exercised a lot during adolescence and practiced martial arts every day, which had a long-term impact on the muscle adaptability in adulthood.

Tall, heavy, with long arms and legs.

But he is also very intelligent.

Isn't he a natural martial arts genius?

When Luo Yihang first became an apprentice, he heard the old Taoist priest say that a martial arts genius is someone who has good physical fitness.

One force can bring down ten.

Under the same conditions, tall and strong people are more powerful than short and thin people.

If Bo Zhihong lived in ancient times, he would be a fierce general who charged into battle, eight feet tall and strong, shouting at the enemy like thunder, holding two axes and slashing at the front. Yin Hao, on the other hand, was like a hero in a martial arts novel, making plans before taking action, a handsome and honest elder, holding a long sword in his hand, and his attack on the enemy was like a gentle breeze and rain.

"After discovering my junior brother's talent, my master was inspired by his talent and took him in as his last disciple. Eight years have passed in a flash..."

Yin Hao finished talking about Bo Zhihong's past.

But the conversation didn't stop.

He had drunk quite a bit just now, and he talked a lot when he was drunk, and once he started talking he couldn't stop.

Then he talked about what happened in recent years.

"After a few years, my martial arts school could no longer operate, and the students all left. Only my junior brother stayed, and he had nowhere to go."

"He was about 14 or 15 at the time. He transferred to an ordinary junior high school in town and studied there for a year. He was not used to it and could not keep up. He also failed the entrance exam."

"My master doted on him to no end, so he kept him by his side and taught him carefully. He lived in a Taoist temple on the mountain and didn't interact with others. He just ate and practiced martial arts every day..."

Luo Yihang also understood.

The sect's ancestor stays by one's side and teaches carefully. This is the treatment for the sect's genius.

No wonder Bo Zhihong seems to be a good person, but is still so immature, arrogant, a little contemptuous, and doesn't know how to treat others.

Chunchun's mind is still immature.

"He has grown up in the past two years. It is not a good idea for him to stay in the Taoist temple all the time. I thought of bringing him to the martial arts team. It would be best if he could be an athlete. It would not be a waste of his talent. Even if he doesn't get any results, at least he can make a living."

At this point, Luo Yihang asked, "Where is Senior Brother Yin's current position?"

Yin Hao slapped his head and said with a smile: "I forgot to mention that I am a coach in the provincial martial arts team."

No wonder they wanted to train Bo Zhihong into an athlete.

"But he still doesn't want to." Yin Hao became angry when he talked about this.

"I brought him to the Wushu team. He hasn't been there for a few days, but this kid has already caused trouble for me. He has turned the team upside down and has always challenged other team members to fights. Most of the team members practice routines, but they can't beat him. He complains to me all day long."

Luo Yihang burst out laughing.

Wushu routines, aren’t they just exhibition competitions? They’re not much different from gymnastics.

I had a fight with Bo Zhihong in the afternoon, although I could only withstand two moves.

But his footwork, speed, techniques and reactions have already reached the level of mastery. He just lacks some experience and is a little impatient.

Taoist Master Cheng did not hide anything and taught all his real skills to his young disciple.

How could those members of the Wushu team who learned routines possibly beat him?

"When I was in the martial arts team, my junior brother watched a few UFC matches and insisted on participating in that thing. He said that martial arts competitions were boring and that only when he was in the ring could he show his ability."

"My master really dotes on him to no end..."

Yin Hao said it again.

"After the boy begged for a few times, I agreed and even took him down the mountain to visit a famous teacher. The first stop was here, Mr. Luo..."

Yin Hao was angry and helpless, and he sighed deeply.

Luo Yihang thought to himself that he was the prodigy of the sect, the one that the sect's ancestors would protect at all costs, even at their own risk, when the sect was in danger.

Now I'm just visiting my teacher and friends and trying to show my respect, how could I not agree?

But that's not the way to say it. Luo Yihang persuaded him, "Young people like excitement. Besides, you can't just join the UFC if you want to. There are club competitions and regional competitions ahead. You can only get in after winning a long list of championships. There's no danger in the previous competitions. Let him try. What's there to be afraid of?"

Unexpectedly, Yin Hao took advantage of the situation...

(End of this chapter)