Arknights, are you a good person?

but--

A ball of blue light suddenly appeared in Qi Yuan's palm, with shining brightness and extremely high temperature. Qi Yuan pushed it forward, and the ball of light suddenly exploded, turning into a beam of light that went straight towards the scarecrow.

"Neutron annihilation!"

Although the charging time has now reached ten minutes, the Qigong wave that can charge for one minute is just right to use here.

Qi Yuan didn't do it on purpose to cause trouble.

The scarecrow survived for several months in Zhongyue's hands, but in Qi Yuan's hands, it started to burn and smoke at the first sight, with its entire body ablaze and crackling.

The brick and stone wall also had a burn mark, a perfect circle with a slight blue smoke rising from it.

"Finish work."

Qi Yuan moved his palms downward and slowly exhaled.

Public morality +1.

"Ok?"

Qi Yuan was a little surprised by the sudden increase in public morality, but he turned around and looked at Zhong Yue and understood. He clenched his hands into a claw shape similar to Qi Yuan's and began to practice eagerly.

"Is that so?"

Maybe he was thanking Qi Yuan for not keeping his skills to himself and being willing to exchange martial arts with him.

Chongyue, as a person, could compile his martial arts into a book and let it circulate in the market. He did not take it for granted that he was not private, and he was still grateful for the sharing of others.

Qi Yuan nodded, feeling a little emotional.

If he wants to study, let him do it.

Qi Yuan threw a few more punches generously, with the charging time ranging from one minute to three minutes. The walls were covered with burn marks, except for a qigong wave that had been charged for three minutes. Qi Yuan aimed it at the sky.

The dazzling beam of light, like a rising dragon, is extremely eye-catching.

"Is that so..."

Zhongyue looked up and observed, then said thoughtfully.

This time it was a really enjoyable experience.

Although he was still confused, after seeing Qi Yuan's moves, Zhong Yue had already deduced countless plans in his mind. With his life span at hand, he could try them one by one.

"come on."

Qi Yuan spoke very patiently, like a driving instructor who had been paid a lot of money.

It's just changing the charging time to change the size of the Qigong wave. As a result, every detailed demonstration adds a little public morality. Qi Yuan wished he could do nothing today and keep practicing boxing in front of Zhongyue.

"You are probably tired?"

Master Zhongyue kindly stopped him.

"Not tired!"

Qi Yuan shook his head: "If you stop, you will cut off my source of income. Don't stop."

Zhongyue subconsciously retracted his hand.

Puzzled.

This Qi Yuan is indeed as unpredictable as Duke Wei said, and cannot be judged by common sense at all.

"You are not tired, but I am. The kitchen is making iced mung bean soup today. Let's go and have a few bowls together." Zhongyue suggested.

Zhongyue, who was particular about combining work and rest, pushed open the door and was stunned on the spot.

Looking around, I saw a huge dark mass of people.

There were not only the Penguin Team and Magellan who came with Qi Yuan, but also soldiers from Yumen and some characters who looked like chivalrous men in the martial arts world. There were more than a hundred people in total.

What do you want to do?

"How are you, my friends from Yumen?"

Qi Yuan rushed out from behind and excitedly waved his fist: "Who of you wants to try?"

"..."

Everyone looked embarrassed and retreated in unison.

The crowd that was just there in a black mass split into two groups without saying a word and ran away. One group consisted of soldiers guarding the city on leave, and the other group was a group of heroes who came to watch the fun.

In an instant, there was no trace.

“What’s going on with this unreasonable desire to watch the fun?” Zhongyue shook his head.

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Qi Yuan and Zhong Yue went to drink mung bean soup together.

The Penguin Team did not follow, but instead nervously surrounded Magellan, urging him eagerly.

"Ms. McFlurry, did you hear anything?"

"It's being analyzed, don't worry." Magellan said nervously.

Magellan tapped away at his keyboard, analyzing the audio captured by the device using Audition Pro, just as he had captured Ceobe’s voice in Columbia.

Since there was only a wall between them this time, the sound was extremely clear.

After listening to the conversation, everyone fell into deep thought.

"So, who won this martial arts competition?"

"It should be Qi Yuan... Listen, Grandmaster Zhongyue hasn't learned Qi Yuan's Qigong wave yet. He just thinks he has a great chance. When I play games, I often feel that I can kill the opponent." Angel of Power analyzed seriously.

"Young man, you are wrong!"

The sudden scolding made Archangel look up in confusion.

Only then did she realize that the crowd that had been scared away by Qi Yuan's words had come back again, a large black crowd.

Like a rapid reaction force.

A soldier said in a sonorous and powerful voice: "With the superb martial arts of Master Zhongyue, he would not make any unsure assumptions. He thinks there is a great hope, so it is basically going to work."

"Master Zhongyue, it's stable!"

"..."

The Archangel opened his mouth but no sound came out.

She knew this situation too well. It was like a star's fan club accidentally entering the rival's home turf. If they said something wrong, they would be torn apart by irrational fans.

Although he couldn't say it, Angel still felt that Qi Yuan must have won.

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in the afternoon.

Zhong Yue, who was posing alone in the martial arts arena, gradually lost the grace of a master in his movements, and his brows became more and more furrowed.

"Qi-Gong-Wave-"

Zhongyue stretched out his hand forward, his movements were extremely standard.

"put!"

Not to mention special effects, there wasn't even the slightest reaction, and the boxing master turned into a middle school boy on the spot.

Chongyue had no choice but to put away his stance.

He deliberately did not use his body's original fist strength, resulting in not even a leaf being blown away. This should not have been a problem. Zhongyue had formulated many plans in his mind.

"But the problem is, I've already rejected thirty-seven options."

Zhongyue said to himself, "By the way, is this exaggerated posture really necessary?"

Why didn’t Duke Wei mention it?

After thinking it over, he decided to trust Qi Yuan.

Zhongyue continued to try to release the wave, and suddenly he felt a long-lost sense of frustration.

220: Zhongyue: Sweating Profusely (3 more)

Nothing!

After watching Qi Yuan's demonstration, Zhong Yue constructed 134 possible punches that could fire lasers in his mind, and then spent an entire afternoon rejecting them one by one, accompanied by more than a hundred poses and shouting in between.

A complete failure.

Moreover, amidst repeated failures, Chongyue keenly discovered a problem.

“Is it possible that posing and shouting aren’t necessary?”

He said to himself:

"It should be... impossible, right?"

Qi Yuan kindly came to demonstrate it, but not only did it not clear up the confusion as he had expected, but it became more and more confusing. Zhongyue was filled with confusion.

"It's so difficult."

Zhongyue threw another ineffective punch.

However, only difficult things are worth challenging. I continued to imagine and practice. In the huge training ground, the handsome shouts of middle school students were heard constantly.

During this time, there were constant whispering sounds coming from outside the wall.

Zhongyue frowned and looked outside the martial arts arena.

"After watching the crowd just now, I started paying attention to the movements outside. Not only did this group of people come over again, they also secretly opened a gambling table. They are really rampant."

Zhongyue's tone was filled with a hint of helplessness.

Outside the martial arts arena.

"That lively foreign girl has gone to investigate the escort agency's route. We have to eavesdrop in the traditional way again..."

"Open the market quickly. How many days will it take for the Grandmaster to realize the truth?"

"I guess five days!"

"Five days? Three days!"

"Three days? Tomorrow!"

"..."

This group of people really have inexplicable confidence in themselves... Zhongyue couldn't help but shake his head, and a sense of motivation rose in his heart.

"Why is it that you only make sounds but don't shoot?"

"Master Zhongyue, is this still not possible?"

The person who said this was immediately scolded by the gamblers: "Do you know why the dealer only offers the option of comprehension time? Because Grandmaster Zhongyue can definitely do it!"

"Absolutely, easily!"

The excited atmosphere gradually mixed together and gathered into a torrent, which suddenly slammed into the martial arts arena and into Zhongyue's ears.

"Master Zhongyue, we respect and love you!"

Zhongyue: “…”

It puts pressure on people, right?

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Pushed by the pressure to practice light cannons for a whole day, Zhongyue skipped the time for compiling martial arts records for the first time, continued to practice his moves, and finally missed bedtime.

Like a middle-aged man with a fighting addiction.

"I can't go on like this." Zhongyue said to himself and walked into the study.

A letter was placed on the table. It was sent by Qi Yuan, from Duke Wei of Longmen. Chongyue used his index finger as a knife to easily cut open the envelope, just like he had done in previous correspondence.

He gently unfolded the letter and began to read.

【Good news;】