Gao Wu: Ten years of sparring experience, one move and the world knows him.

Chapter 20 Meet the world

Zhao Rui just listened to what the coach said and didn't take it seriously. This martial arts school was mainly for profit, unlike Li Da Nao's Jimin Pharmacy.

Ultimately, no matter how bad Jimin Pharmacy is, it's still a family business passed down through generations, so the interest-related disputes aren't as mercenary as some might think.

Around 8 p.m., the scarred youth Hong Fei finished his sparring session with Zhao Rui and left the martial arts gym.

Zhao Rui stayed for a while longer, but seeing that there was no business, he got up and left.

His part-time sparring job pays him daily, and he earned several hundred yuan today. He also learned two pretty good martial arts techniques, so he has gained a lot.

The Taiyi Dividing Light Sword is of a high level, clearly superior to the Taihang Thirteen Palms he had learned, and not inferior to the Emei Sect's Wing Chun Dao Wen.

The other martial art is the Wrathful Fiend Skill of the scarred youth Hong Fei, a skill focused on combat.

The progress of these two subjects is not fast; it is unlikely that they can be fully mastered in less than four or five days.

Anyway, it's summer vacation, there's plenty of time, so Zhao Rui isn't in a hurry.

While working as a sparring partner at the martial arts school was effective, the results were rather slow. Zhao Rui had already secretly considered another way to work as a sparring partner.

Since the techniques are neither good nor bad, why not adopt some simple and easy-to-learn common methods?
By the way, let's verify whether the same skill can be used by different people to increase the progress value.

For example, if Zhang San has absorbed 10% of the martial arts skills, and the next day he meets Zhang San's senior brother who has the same amount of martial arts skills, can he continue to absorb them?

This is something he still needs to verify.

The holiday is long, no rush.

After leaving the martial arts school, Zhao Rui went home to change into a handsome outfit before riding his bicycle to Yang Fan's house.

Yang Fan lives in an upscale residential area where the price per square meter is 20,000 to 30,000 yuan.

Moreover, he lives in a three-story villa, indicating that he is quite wealthy.

Once outside the residential area, Zhao Rui called Yang Fan, and shortly after, a black BMW motorcycle with its lights on drove out.

Zhao Rui locked his bicycle next to the property management booth in the residential area and then sat on the back seat.

"You look much more handsome now with your slicked-back hair and powdered face!"

Zhao Rui smiled and said this when he saw Yang Fan's shiny hair styled with mousse.

"Absolutely, we have to give girls at least some respect!"

Yang Fan chuckled, twisted the accelerator, and the car sped off into the distance.

Half an hour later, Zhao Rui and his companion got off the motorcycle in front of a huge building that was at least twenty stories high.

The two of them looked up at the huge sign hanging on the building in front of them: "Xiaoyao Pavilion!"

The sign gleamed gold, surrounded by dazzling neon lights. The intermittently rotating lights created a mesmerizing and dreamlike atmosphere, while the 3D display screen reflected unique visual colors and played a variety of exciting videos showcasing the interior entertainment.

Pai Gow, foot massage and bath, beautiful women and handsome men with competitive games, dazzling lights and shadows, restless music and a turbulent heart.

At this moment, they all manifested themselves.

"Awesome!"

"go!"

"go!"

The two exchanged a glance and strode inside.

As soon as you step onto the steps, you see two giant golden bronze doors, each carved with a huge lion's head holding a gleaming yellow door knocker in its mouth.

Two tall men in suits stood respectfully on either side of the entrance.

As the guests entered, he gently pushed open the two heavy doors with both hands.

But this effortless skill is not something ordinary martial artists possess.

Yang Fan's face twitched upon seeing this, and his steps trembled slightly.

Fortunately, they weren't the only two stepping onto the steps. Yang Fan deliberately lagged behind by two steps, glanced at the behavior of the people next to him, and followed suit.

Zhao Rui, with his keen eyesight, immediately noticed Yang Fan's nervousness. He nudged him with his elbow and spat, "You didn't say you were here!"

"I'm a complete liar!"

Yang Fan, thick-skinned as ever, didn't take it seriously at all.

Zhao Rui was speechless. He had originally hoped that since Yang Fan had come, he could go for a walk and see what it was like.

Now, the two newbies have a completely different experience. This is a place where both the legitimate and criminal worlds gather, and the level of danger is on a completely different level compared to the entertainment venues of their previous lives.

Fighting and brawling are commonplace here, and feuds and vendettas are frequent occurrences. Although the store's security is definitely not bad, it can't compete with the large number of people who know martial arts.

As one's fighting prowess increases, one's temper naturally follows suit.

With great power comes great responsibility!

Without a regular customer to guide you, you'll always be a little worried.

"low profile!"

Zhao Rui shushed him, pretending to be familiar with him, pulled Yang Fan aside, and then walked side by side toward the door.

The two security guards in suits at the gate glanced at the two men expressionlessly and then casually pushed open the gate.

Zhao Rui and his companion raised an eyebrow, realizing that the person in question was simply not someone they, a nobody, and they wouldn't even bother to look at.

The two hurriedly went inside.

After passing through the magnificent, golden corridor filled with dazzling lights and shadows, there are two smaller doors standing in front of you.

The door was wide open, and four young women dressed in tight-fitting, light cheongsams stood at the entrance. The slits in the cheongsams went all the way up to their waistlines, revealing glimpses of their fair and delicate legs.

Upon seeing this blatant temptation, Yang Fan's eyes widened instantly.

He nudged Zhao Rui with his elbow and whispered, "Holy crap, even the greeters are so handsome!"

"Calm down!"

Unlike Yang Fan, who was a complete novice, Zhao Rui, as a seasoned older man, had seen many women before, so this level of temptation meant nothing to him.

"Welcome to Xiaoyao Pavilion! We hope you enjoy your time here!"

Upon approaching, the four girls bowed in unison to greet her. In that instant, a glimpse of snow-white skin peeked out from their collars, sparking the imagination.

Yang Fan felt an itch on his nose and quickly rubbed it hard, afraid that it would bleed.

He had seen films before, but watching films and experiencing them in real life are completely different.

As the two entered the inner gate, they were greeted by a golden hall that resembled a Western palace, as large as two football fields.

The hall is not parallel to the entrance, but is sunken underground and connected to the entrance by steps, making it five or six meters lower.

This made the entire hall appear even more spacious and towering.

Standing on the steps at the entrance and looking ahead, the hall was divided into many areas, each with different attractions. Just by looking at it with the naked eye, one could see various entertainment options such as spinach, striptease, and bars.

"Gentlemen, how may I help you?"

Just as the two were marveling at the luxury and grandeur of the inner hall, a clear and melodious female voice rang out beside them.

Zhao Rui turned his head and saw a young woman, over 1.7 meters tall, dressed in ancient female warrior attire, looking at them with a charming smile.

This……

The young woman, dressed in a light blue outfit, looked exceptionally beautiful in this glittering entertainment venue.

She wore a light blue, high-waisted ruqun (a type of traditional Chinese dress) over a gauze blouse with wide sleeves, the gauze woven with subtle patterns of emerald green peacock tail feathers.

Under the dazzling lights, the hair shimmered with a verdant hue. Twelve silver hairpins with kingfisher feather inlay and scrolling grass patterns hung from the hairpins piled high, each with a teardrop-shaped crystal at its tip, swaying gracefully.

Zhao Rui was momentarily dazed. This martial arts style made him think he had traveled back to ancient times if he hadn't been in an entertainment venue.

Yang Fan stared in disbelief at the other person's exquisite face, momentarily stunned.

It wasn't that he had never seen a woman before, but the contrast was just too stimulating, which only made the beauty of the female knight-errant before him stand out even more!

"We're here to relax, could you show us around?"

Zhao Rui composed himself and nodded slightly to the other party.

"Okay! Please follow me!"

After the heroine finished speaking, she turned slightly to the side and extended her slender, jade-like hand, gesturing for the two men to follow her.

Zhao Rui pulled Yang Fan along and strode forward.

"This is our betting area, where our valued guests can experience all the betting options available on the market..."

"Our beauties are all carefully selected and meticulously trained, so you can rest assured about their service."

(End of this chapter)