Cosmic Demon

Chapter 203 The pride of the new generation, he comes from the Old Factory Street!
It's a rare sunny day today, with not a single cloud in the sky. Old Zhang pushed his wheelchair out to bask in the sun.

The hot summer has long passed, and the cool autumn breeze makes people feel a little sleepy.

He glanced at the burly Zhou Ning and shook his head.

"You both grew up in Old Factory Street. You and Xiao Qin are very different."

Zhou Ning pursed his lips and muttered:

"Lao Qin has been a studious man since he was young, and he is also very smart. Because of him, I don't know how many times I have been scolded and beaten. How can I compare with him!"

Before Qin Shi was admitted to Xinyi Middle School, he was a typical "other people's child".

In Baogong Street, the phrase most often heard by those who study in the children's schools is "Look how hard you worked when you were a child."

Old Zhang raised his eyelids, looked at Zhou Ning and said:
"Learning martial arts requires hard work. Being respected in front of others is earned through suffering behind the scenes. If you cry for your parents after just one back curling exercise, how can you keep up with the progress?"

Zhou Ning chuckled:
"I'm not going to participate in any competitions. I'll just pass the dan exam and then go to university. My dad has already made contact with them. After I graduate, I'll go to the security department of the factory and save myself 20 years of detours."

Old Zhang was helpless. This kid was really useless.

For Xiao Qin's sake, he gave some advice:
"Old Nine asked you to stand still, stretch your muscles, and move your body. These are all to lay the foundation. New martial arts train muscles to generate strength, while old martial arts emphasize the use of tendons and bones. The two have different emphases.

If you learn how to use your muscles and bones to move your strength, your body's coordination and unity will be more perfect, and it will also be beneficial to the subsequent growth of your vitality."

Zhou Ning nodded. He had been practicing martial arts with Teacher Ren at the Nanhuang Taoist Temple recently. He felt that he had made great progress. He had performed very well in the in-class test a few days ago and was praised by his homeroom teacher, Lao Qian.

"Master, you have fought against all the Ten Greatest Warriors of the First Generation. Who do you think is the strongest?"

As a typical fighter, Zhou Ning couldn't hold back his curiosity and raised this question that had been debated for decades.

"Just tell me who is a better fighter between Qi Wuxiang and He Lanchan."

Old Zhang sneered. The most dazzling among the first generation of top ten heroes was of course the four-time champion, the great devil Qi Wuxiang, and the unparalleled stone Buddha He Lanchan.

They both have the largest fan base, and neither of them is willing to admit defeat. They often argue about who is the real champion and the well-deserved leader of the top ten.

Qi Wuxiang's supporters often start with various achievements and data to prove that the big devil is invincible among his contemporaries.

He Lanchan's fans like to analyze his origin, experience, and teachers. They believe that Shifo develops slowly in the early stage, but as his evil enlightenment is revealed in the middle and late stages, his growth potential is maximized, and he is definitely the one who has the greatest hope of stepping into the arrogance of the God of War.

Anyway, the two groups each had their own opinions, and until the new era began, no result was reached that convinced everyone.

Old Zhang was basking in the sun, as if lost in memories, and thought carefully for a moment:

"Qi Wuxiang. This man is strong in all aspects, with almost no weaknesses.

He is a pure martial arts path, unlike He Lanchan who tries to accommodate two paths, so he is unreasonably strong. Anyone standing in front of him will feel inferior to him. People who have not experienced it will not understand. "

Zhou Ning grinned with joy. He was a fan of the champion and of course supported Qi Wuxiang.

"That's because he won first place in the junior group three times, first place in the adult group three times, and first place in the final four times. Yu Li only won the first place in the junior group once, and he dared to call himself the champion.

According to this calculation, there is nothing wrong with calling Qi Wuxiang the Ten-time Champion. "

Lao Zhang was hurt by these words. During the active period of the last Super Tide, Qi Wuxiang was the leader, but he suffered ten consecutive defeats and was called the king of ten defeats.

"This place can only be recovered by Xiao Qin. Unfortunately, after defeating He Lan, Qi Wuxiang stayed in that virtual universe and no longer participated in the Star Cup.

This guy has no successor, so it’s impossible to beat him even once.”

Old Zhang sighed.

Of all the games he lost, he was beaten the worst by Qi Wuxiang and He Lanchan.

Especially the latter, who attacked mentally and swore foul language while punching and kicking at the face.

Not only was he defeated, but he was also defeated so badly that his face was bruised and swollen like a pig's head, allowing the media reporters to take photos and publish them, making it a permanent black history.

Who can tolerate this!
"Fortunately, I managed to lure He Lanchan's successor into the Nanhuang Dojo. If I can defeat Qi Wuxiang once more, I will die without regrets."

Old Zhang squinted his eyes and looked at the warm sun hanging high in the sky. The light was not dazzling but rather very soft.

"Speaking of which, it's time for Xiao Qin to arrive in Central City."

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"Student Qin, we should be able to reach Central City in the afternoon."

Kang Yuner came to the dining area and sat opposite Qin Shi.

She was also one of the accompanying staff, and had been following him silently these past few days, either recording with a camera or taking notes in a small notebook.

"Ms. Kang, why are you so reluctant to show your presence today?"

Qin Shi joked.

The beautiful editor-in-chief of Outlook Weekly said on the first day of the follow-up interview that she should try to ignore her and treat her like transparent air.

"The materials have been collected almost completely."

Kang Yuner habitually wrapped her hair around the pen, her black eyes rolling around, revealing a spiritual cunning.

"I have sketched out a rough outline of your character portrait, Mr. Qin."

Qin Shi raised his eyebrows, but did not ask further questions. Instead, he said:

"No matter what image is presented, I think that is the real side that Miss Kang sees."

Kang Yuner smiled and said:
"Has anyone ever told you, Qin, that you have a more mature mentality than your peers? It's like an adult soul stuffed into a minor's body."

Qin Shi shook his head and said softly:
"I was no different from most of the children of workers in Old Factory Street, at least at the beginning. I read in a book that a person's character depends on the soil in which they grow up.

I don’t think that’s entirely true. Soil is the foundation of life, but the strong desire that makes them grow upward, take root quietly, and absorb nutrients comes from the driving force of the environment.”

Kang Yuner stopped curling her hair and looked deeply at Qin Shi who seemed to be "confiding".

It is said that eyes are the windows to the soul, but I don’t know if it is because the other person is cultivating his or her soul, or if it is something else.

The eyes of this classmate Qin give people a feeling that they are both clear and deep like a pool.

Anyway, I can’t see clearly!
"Jiuchang Street is a magical place. It is poor but not barren, which makes the weed-like life strong and tenacious. Every child in Jiuchang Street has been thinking of various ways to become successful since childhood. However, due to the limitations of cognition, everyone's choices are different."

Perhaps to repay Kang Yuner's hard work these days, Qin Shi was willing to show a little emotion to enrich the words written by this beautiful editor.

"Some of my classmates, friends and acquaintances hope to get a job as a miner and can accept the hardship as long as it is stable enough; some think it is very impressive to be the boss and are willing to be a parking boy or a waiter, hoping to be appreciated and reused by the boss.

When we were young, we often had great ideals, such as to explore for the country and to revive Dongxia. As we grew up, we gradually discovered the vastness of the sea of ​​stars, and we could only lower our heads, and our great ideals became insignificant lives.

I am just one of the countless children of workers who want to leave the old factory street. I am just a lucky person who happens to have the opportunity to practice my great childhood ideals. I am just a microcosm of the border administrative district of Dongxia."

Qin Shi greeted Kang Yuner calmly and allowed her to explore.

“I have come this far, not just because of my talent or ability, but because of the support and push from the people behind me.

Ms. Kang once wrote a report about me, called "From Jiuchang Street to Hengzhou Top 100 Competition". Along the way, I often look back and find many people who are similar to me. They all say the same thing to me: keep moving forward. "

Qin Shi grinned and said, "I think this may be the difference between me and those geniuses. I know and understand very well that most things in this world are not meant to belong to me.

While Ms. Kang is paying attention to me, why not also pay attention to the place where I have lived. The story of the first generation of the Ten Great Men has long told the world that in the manor of Haizhou, a world-class figure like Qi Wuxiang can appear, but the garbage station of Yazhou can also give birth to a world-class monster like He Lanchan. "

Kang Yuner was silent for a long time, then tilted her head and said:

"Student Qin, you sounded like all my words. You sublimated them all, making me look useless."

Qin Shi shrugged and said calmly:

"Ms. Kang is really good at joking. You are a professional in this area. I am just expressing my feelings and speaking frankly. Many people say that the new generation of Dongxia is a game between big companies and big families. The grassroots era when the Nine Marshals rose to power is long gone, and all dragons and snakes will return to the great marsh.

I hope Miss Kang can let the Four Leagues area see the Old Factory Street. I believe that there is more than one Old Factory Street in the border administrative area. If more people choose this upward path because of me, then my progress will have extraordinary significance.

The sun of the new era rises not only from the Imperial Capital, but also from Haizhou and Hengzhou."

Qin Shi's voice was not loud, but it contained a certain power. Even Kang Yuner, who had been a war correspondent and witnessed the terrible meat grinder hell, could not help but be moved by the last sentence.

Kang Yuner closed the pen cap, stood up and stretched out her hand:
"Student Qin, the next time we meet will probably be at the Star Cup. I believe that by then, the martial arts ace of Hengzhou Old Factory Street will be no less brilliant than the geniuses of Dijing and Haizhou."

Qin Shi stood up and shook hands with him:

"I hope so. Thanks to Miss Kang for your good wishes."

Oh oh oh!
The whistle blew and thick smoke billowed.

The special train running wildly along the rails finally pulled into the platform and slowly stopped.

Qin Shi put on the crisp student uniform, fastened the five copper buttons, put on his hat, and stepped out of the car with Secretary Huo.

There were no expected flash photography, nor a noisy welcoming team; they left the station quite calmly.

Kang Yuner left quietly without saying hello to Qin Shi. This editor-in-chief's work style has always been like this, swift and decisive, rarely procrastinating.

"Student Qin, you and the others wait in the VIP room first. I will help them enter their identity information. The central city is run by a large active consciousness entity called Taijun, who is responsible for all public services. Everyone needs to register. Otherwise, it will affect their normal life and even make it difficult to travel."

Secretary Huo took everyone to the VIP room and then explained.

People like Xia Hong and Xia Ying, brother and sister, and several accompanying personnel from the Tai'an metropolitan area, did not have a high enough citizenship level, and if they did not register, they could not move freely in and out of the central city.

Qin Shi and Yu Weiwei don't have this problem.

"It's just like how it's hard for workers in Jiuchang Street to obtain residency in Tai'an Metropolitan Area. There are barriers everywhere."

Qin Shi sat in the VIP room, poured a cup of hot water for Senior Sister Yu, and sighed secretly.

He looked through the one-way glass and saw the vast space under the steel dome, which accommodated the dense flow of people.

Various shops offer specialty products, including plants and flowers unique to Central City, or synthetic foods from big-name brands.

"The scale of the Central City is too large, and it is beyond the scope of human management. It can only be managed by an active consciousness like Taijun. It is almost equivalent to a semi-manifested psychic, with spiritual tentacles spread all over every corner. The billions of sub-bodies split from it support the operation and maintenance of different areas."

Yu Weiwei is a top genius in the psychic realm. She said to Qin Shi:

"Almost every administrative planet has the technology to cultivate active consciousness. They are essentially spiritual life forms, intelligent but heartless. They were developed by Xiao Shuai, one of the Nine Marshals, and were put into use after three thousand years.

The four major nations with independent satellite cities are the top active consciousness entities, equivalent to the level of saints. Their consciousness waves cover the entire planet, and no disturbance can be hidden from them. "

Qin Shi marveled at the magic of Dongxia's technology and waited quietly for Secretary Huo to finish the formalities.

Xia Hong and Xia Ying, brother and sister who grew up in the mountains, seemed a little restrained. Their distinctive Gu ethnic costumes attracted a lot of attention when they entered the station just now.

Qin Shi brought two cups of hot water and said with a gentle smile:
"I was admitted to Xinyi Middle School in Tai'an Metropolitan Area. It was the same when I took the bus to Tai'an Metropolitan Area for the first time. Everything I saw seemed new and interesting to me."

The two siblings relaxed a little. They had just arrived in a strange environment and needed to adapt.

Fortunately, there is an acquaintance like Qin Shi, who can relieve the tension to the greatest extent.

"Are you Qin Shi from Jiuchang Street?"

When several people were chatting, a voice suddenly interrupted.

Qin Shi turned around and saw a very young boy's face.

"Hello, my name is Qin Ge, and I'm from Yancheng."

The thin boy's brows showed his immaturity, but his eyes were extremely deep.

"Yancheng, Qin family?"

Qin Shi frowned. Kang Yuner had joked before that he thought there was an adult soul stuffed in his teenage body.

This sentence perfectly fits the Qin Ge in front of him.

The spiritual perception that condensed the embryonic form of the Holy Fetus allowed him to faintly smell a hint of oldness from the other party.

"That's right, the Qin family of Yancheng. Qin Renying and I are not very familiar with them, so we have no conflict of interest."

Qin Ge smiled gently, like a shy and introverted handsome boy.

But Qin Shi didn't fall for it and remained alert.

He used to use this kind of "disguise" to make himself appear well-behaved and harmless.

"Brother Qin! Long time no see! I missed you so much!"

A rough voice echoed in the VIP room, and Yan Ren, who was carrying a lot of bags, waved excitedly.

This "Brother Hammer", who had briefly teamed up with the Great Rift Valley, also came to the central city.

"Wow, Xiao Yan, you're getting stronger again."

Qin Shi felt that Yan Ren was like a solid wall pushing down on him, which made him feel under great pressure.

You know, he is about 1.85 meters tall, but Yan Ren is still a head taller than him.

With that mature face that is growing fast, he looks like a middle-aged strong man.

"Go back and practice hard for a while."

Yan Renxing said angrily:

"Thanks to you, Brother Qin, for eliminating so many people and allowing me to make it into the top ten. Otherwise, I wouldn't be able to take the special train to the central city this time."

The originally empty VIP room suddenly became lively.

All the talented people who participated in the Hengzhou Top 100 Competition and stood out have arrived.

However, everyone's eyes will fall in the direction where Qin Shi is.

Because of this supernova that is said to have emerged from Old Factory Street.

He defeated Zhou Yuanchen personally, stepped on his professional field, and won the first place!

(End of this chapter)