Gacha games can't save this bizarre world.

Zhao Hao gave it a fried egg, then looked at the cat food placed not far away.

He reached out and made a grasping motion, and an illusory mage's hand reached out, grabbing a large handful of cat food and sending it flying into the cat food bowl.

Orange: "Yes, yes, yes! Give me more!"

Then Zhao Hao's mage hand went out of control, and with a "plop!" crushed the cat food in his palm into tiny pieces, sending the broken pieces flying everywhere...

Orange looked at the broken cat food pellets scattered all over the floor, then at Zhao Hao: "If you don't want to feed me, just say so. Don't waste food!"

Zhao Hao: "...This was a mistake!"

After Zhao Hao went to work, Tachibana jumped out of the window and left.

It first ate breakfast at the Adams' house next door, and then went from house to house along the street begging for food. If it was given food, it would eat; if not, it would steal!

He eats sausages from the east shop and fruit salads from the west shop—he's not picky at all!

I must say, after the upgrade, it's even more agile, almost like a ghost, wandering through the kitchens of every household in the community.

Orange: I need to replenish more nutrients after the upgrade!

……

Upon arriving at the shop, I first practiced a set of boxing to loosen up my muscles and bones, then took inventory of the stock in the warehouse, followed by cleaning and sweeping, and offering incense to the ancestral master...

Nothing much happened in the morning, and Zhao Hao didn't dare cast spells or use barrier techniques in front of Uncle Tie, so he couldn't explain the source. However, it was a good opportunity to train his demon-hunting senses and aura-reading skills.

He moved a small stool and sat at the shop entrance, holding a newspaper in his hand, constantly observing the passersby with his demon-hunting senses activated, trying to see what the clouds of energy above their heads looked like.

Ah, this one is cyan-blue, it looks like it's destined for great things.

This looks rather unlucky; it's grayish-black, which means bad luck is coming!

This head is all blood red, could this be what they call a bloody disaster?!

Believe it or not, Zhao Hao's guess was pretty accurate. In less than half an hour, the person who was supposed to suffer a bloody disaster was helped away by someone. A flowerpot fell from upstairs and hit him on the head, causing him to bleed profusely!

Zhao Hao prepared a small notebook and wrote down the colors he saw and his guesses in it.

There's no one to teach you this, and there's no tutorial; you have to figure it out yourself little by little.

After lunch, Uncle Tie said he was going to see an old friend and told Zhao Hao to leave the shop and go home by himself.

Zhao Hao had arranged to meet Gou Quan that evening, mainly to ask him to buy some materials for summoning.

At least I can't buy sulfuric acid myself; if I buy too much, I might get caught by the police. I'd better let Gou Quan buy some through his own connections.

So there's no rush to leave. After all, going home would be another hassle, and it's quite a long round trip.

Just when he thought he had nothing to do in the afternoon and could practice his skills at the store, a phone call came in!

……

There is a martial arts school on East 12th Street in the heart of Manhattan.

This location is very close to the financial center of Aramco, making it extremely valuable.

This martial arts school occupies a huge area and has its own land in three sections, which can be described as quite prestigious.

Just by looking at the land it was previously on, you can tell this martial arts school is no ordinary place.

This martial arts school is called Zhenfan Martial Arts School, and it teaches combat techniques.

The name itself tells you the origin of the martial arts school. It was founded by Li Zhenfan and has been around for almost twenty years.

Back then, Li Zhenfan made his name in the fighting world with his own fists and kicks. All kinds of fighting styles from all over the world gathered in the bustling metropolis of Liberty City. How easy was it to make a name for yourself here?

As a result, Li Zhenfan not only impressed all kinds of heroes and made a name for himself, but also his acting career flourished, and he became quite well-known.

At its peak, Zhenfan Martial Arts Academy had over 500 students in Liberty City! Classes had to be scheduled at different times to accommodate everyone! There were also branches in other major cities across the country!

However, Li Zhenfan has been gone for ten years now, and the once thriving martial arts school is not as prosperous as it used to be.

Of course, even a starved camel is bigger than a horse; there are still dozens of students here learning martial arts.

After all, some of Li Zhenfan's disciples and friends are still around.

For example, there are fans like Ma Long, who is also an honorary coach of the martial arts academy. He comes back to teach boxing a few days a month.

But today, the atmosphere in the martial arts hall is a bit off.

Because someone came to challenge us!

Challenges to other schools started to increase after Li Zhenfan's death, but his disciples were still able to hold their own, and some of them were even Black Iron level superhumans.

How could an ordinary fighter or martial artist possibly kick it?

Therefore, we haven't seen this situation in recent years.

At first, all the trainees were very excited.

Foreigners, they all love to stir things up. They're even more excessive than those who just like to watch the drama unfold.

Those who had only been in the business for a year or two had never seen anything like this before, and they were overjoyed, as if it were a festival.

Those who have been practicing for a while and have developed some skills, and the senior students who usually supervise their training, casually show off how their teachers defeated and dealt with the challengers when they first challenged them, and then asked with a nonchalant air, "What did you learn from this experience?"

At first, just as the students had expected, the challengers were generally not very strong, and the matches were evenly matched. However, once the senior students stepped in, they won many more matches, and they won beautifully.

But since the newcomer is here to challenge the sect, they're not here to get beaten up and lose face. They're not some master of the Lightning Five-Strike Horse Strikes; where would they get such thick skin and the spirit to be addicted to taking beatings?

The group that came to challenge them were all dark-skinned Latinos, trained in Brazilian kicking and Muay Thai. They fought very fiercely!

Looking at them, each with a fierce glint in their eyes, they all seemed to have considerable combat experience.

The problem is that Li Zhenfan is so highly regarded by people in the fighting world, not only because his own strength has surpassed that of ordinary people, but also because he has promoted the progress of fighting in the world of ordinary people.

The concept of mixed martial arts in recent years was proposed and initiated by him.

Li Zhenfan can be said to have integrated most of the world's mainstream fighting techniques, from Jiu-Jitsu to Karate to Taekwondo to Ancient Boxing... He has mastered each style to the extreme.

After all, he wants to achieve enlightenment through martial arts!

This has resulted in Zhenfan Martial Arts Academy having an extremely comprehensive style.

The senior students were also very experienced, and they quickly subdued the challengers using various jujitsu and ground techniques.

However, the person who led the team in the end was no ordinary person.

There's always a reason behind challenging someone to a higher level. In reality, you rarely see people challenging others simply because they want to prove themselves. Most challenges are driven by self-interest, like seeking fame or climbing over others to get ahead.

This person also came with a purpose. Someone paid him to challenge their school, and he also wanted to expand his own school and establish a luxurious martial arts school.

This outdated Zhenfan Martial Arts Academy is practically a perfect target.

It's like someone offering you a pillow when you're sleepy.

He certainly didn't know about the inner world of the superhumans; very few people in the outer world who knew these things were not superhumans. Moreover, martial artists were different from other superhumans; they rarely displayed such obvious outward signs.

Unless he punches down a wall, you won't know how strong he really is even if he knocks you down with one punch; you'll only know that he's stronger than you.

The leader of the group stood up and began the challenge.

He wasn't very tall, considered short for a place like America. He was a bit dark-skinned, and his features looked somewhat like those of someone from Southeast Asia.

He put his hands together in a prayer position, and then, as one of the senior students from the martial arts school attacked, he quickly knocked him down with a whip kick!

One hit! Instant kill!

The student lay on the ground for several seconds before being dragged away and slowly regaining consciousness.

Many discerning people have begun to take this seriously.

In the next match, this person took the initiative to attack, throwing a combination of punches, and then a knee strike that made an old student from the martial arts school kneel down and vomit!

This veteran student has been a student for over four years and has won awards in several fighting competitions.

In the following matches, they barely lasted a minute. It was a complete rout!

None of these trainees were strong enough to compete with this challenger.

The instructor on one side panicked and discussed with the person next to him, "What should we do? It looks like neither Lao Xing nor I are a match for him! This guy is definitely a Muay Thai expert! Quickly call the headmaster and the instructors!"

"But, but they've all gone abroad! How can they possibly come back in time?"

"Why did they choose this time? The timing is just too perfect!"

The apprentices below the ring no longer had the same demeanor as before, especially those who had only been practicing for less than a year. Their expressions were clearly wavering.

"If it doesn't work, I'll take over!" The instructors were getting anxious and had no choice but to bite the bullet and go for it. They couldn't just surrender without a fight, could they?

Just then, a little girl of about ten years old suddenly appeared and suggested, "How about I try to find some outside help?"

"Who is it? Is it even possible?!"

"Yes! Xiaoyu, stop causing trouble!"

The little girl protested, "I didn't cause any trouble! Uncle Long told me before he left that the guy was an apprentice at Uncle Tie's shop, and his boxing skills were improving rapidly. He's a rare martial arts prodigy!"

Although Ma Xiaoyu was Ma Long's niece and frequently visited the martial arts academy, where she was a favorite of the director, she was still only an 11-year-old girl. The adults didn't place their hopes on her, but instead quickly contacted martial artists who were on good terms with the academy.

Ma Xiaoyu was naturally unconvinced, and she considered herself a senior student of the National Martial Arts Academy. She had grown up in the academy since childhood because of Uncle Long, and she could not stand by and watch outsiders ruin the reputation of the National Martial Arts Academy!

So she ran to the side to make a phone call...

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Chapter 41 Ancient Muay Thai Master

"Hello, this is Lao Tie Antique Shop..." Zhao Hao picked up the phone.

A little girl's voice came through the phone: "Hello, is this Brother Zhao Ritian?"

Zhao Hao: (*￣︿￣) Who dares to come and tease Grandpa Ritian? If I catch him, I'll give you a good spanking!

Seeing that no one spoke on the other end of the phone, Ma Xiaoyu quickly said, "Brother Ritian, I'm Uncle Long's niece, Ma Xiaoyu! He told you about it!"

Zhao Hao: I knew it was Ma Long's grandson! Besides Ma Long and Fatty, even Gou Quan didn't know the "Ritian" meme!

Wait, it's Ma Xiaoyu who's making the call!

Good heavens, Daddy, Uncle Long, and Jade are all here!

I just don't know when the talismans and Shendu will appear?

Wait a minute, could this brat be asking me for help to beat up the Holy Lord?

Zhao Hao cleared his throat: "Sorry, you've dialed the wrong number. This is the East Fourth Street Fire Station in Chinatown. How can I help you?"