chapter 9 Have a meal

"Are you still saying that you are not an internal warrior?"

Master Helwick looked at Harold Scurr with a hint of blame.

"Originally, I planned to accept you as my disciple, but now that you and I are on the same level, becoming my disciple would be an insult to you. You and I are our equals."

In the martial arts world, seniority has always been based on cultivation. Unless you are in the same sect, you will be ranked according to the time you entered. It's okay for Master Helwick to do this.

Harold Scurr nodded. He was the same as Master Helwick. In fact, it was Master Helwick who made the profit, because none of Harold Scurr's disciples was the most powerful person in the world.

For this reason, Harold Scurr also admitted generously: "Yes, I am a martial arts practitioner. I was taught by an old man. He used to hang around my yard when he had nothing to do."

"Old man?"Master Helwick looked at Harold Scurr doubtfully.

"Well, when I was little at the time, he performed a performance in front of me of crushing a large rock from his chest. It was a really big rock. It was shattered by him. I was completely stunned."

"A big stone in your chest?"

Master Helwick was even more surprised. He was not a strong person at the level of Nei Jin martial artist. He had probably reached the level of Nei Jin martial artist and had already begun to refine the essence.

"It was a real stone. It was just smashed into pieces by his chest. It was not struck with a hammer."

Harold Scurr tried to act more exaggerated, trying to achieve the purpose of confusing the fake with the real one.

"It seems you have met an expert."

"Well, he originally gave me a secret book on the Eighteen Dragon-Subduing Palms, but I didn't have money at the time, so I didn't ask for it. I regret it now that I think about it."

When Master Helwick saw Harold Scurr serious look, he couldn't help but laugh.

"Since you don't know what's going on in the martial arts world, let me tell you about it. Martial arts is divided into Jin Xiu (internal strength), force cultivation, spiritual consciousness cultivation, Dharma cultivation, etc."

"Take Jin Xiu as an example. They are divided into Nei Jin warriors, Nei Jin martial artists, and even masters and grandmasters. Those things you see flying around on TV dramas are not groundless. Experts speculate that those in ancient times were probably true, but in modern times With the spiritual power exhausted, it is already impossible to reach that point.”

"I see, then I can also be considered a warrior with inner strength?"

"Of course, martial arts masters refine their essence, masters refine their qi, and grandmasters refine their spirits... but internally powerful warriors are just not the best."

To be honest, Harold Scurr was really shocked when he first heard this sentence, but when he thought about it, it was not worth mentioning.

What is talked about here is refining energy to transform, refining energy to transform into spirit, refining spirit to return to void, and refining void to combine with Tao, which is completely different from the immortal system he practiced.

The world he lives in is one of foundation building, innate, acquired and even Xuan Ming. If the foundation building is almost complete, he can be compared to the peak of the inner strength martial artist.

After understanding this, Harold Scurr suddenly understood and was very grateful to Master Helwick.

The two walked out of each other, and the girl and Zicong outside immediately stepped forward and asked with concern.

"How is it, master?"

"Haha, the young man is pretty good."

Master Helwick did not explain the result, naturally he wanted to keep a portion of the noodles, because a tie was already difficult for him to talk about.

Seeing this, Freddie looked thoughtfully at Harold Scurr's eyes, which became even more meaningful.

"Master Helwick, if there's nothing else, I'll leave first."

Naturally, Harold Scurr didn't want to stay here any longer. At the moment, he just wanted to find a treasure land of Feng Shui and practice hard.

Master Helwick didn't stop him. He handed Harold Scurr a black card and said calmly: "You and I are destined, so this card is given to you. You don't need money to make purchases under our banner in the future."

Harold Scurr was short of money now, and his next meal was not guaranteed. Hearing Master Helwick's words, he had no intention of being particularly happy.

Harold Scurr took the card directly without any intention of refusing, which made Master Helwick and Mr. Xu smile.

Seeing Harold Scurr's leaving figure, their expressions recovered, while Master Helwick face was solemn.

"Is he really that strong?"

Freddie asked hurriedly, his heart still fluctuating.

"Well, he is very strong. This boy has an unlimited future and can be used by me."

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After leaving the martial arts hall, Harold Scurr walked on the crowded streets with no purpose.

Having the card will solve the problem of food and clothing, but currently there is no guarantee of housing.

"I didn't expect that my majestic Xianwu Emperor would be given a hard time by his residence. It's really unreasonable!"

Harold Scurr's voice was so loud that passers-by on the road gave him strange looks, thinking he was a madman.

"Forget it, I didn't expect that I was hungry again after just sparring. Let's fill our stomachs first."

Harold Scurr looked around, and there happened to be a restaurant with a black card across the street.

He walked directly across the sidewalk and headed towards the restaurant.

Entering inside, Harold Scurr couldn't help but nod slightly, this hotel was extraordinary, it was definitely high-end and classy.

This made him feel more and more that Master Helwick was not an ordinary person. Thinking about it, with his skills, no wealthy man would want to make friends with him.

He was greeted by a waitress who was very cute and her face was so tender that it could drip water.

"Yeah, not bad, perfect figure."

Hearing Harold Scurr's words, the waitress blushed and threw the menu to him.

The male waiter on the side came over and said with an unkind expression: "What did you just say?"

"I said she has a good figure, what's wrong?"

Harold Scurr said nonchalantly.

"A country bumpkin wants to come to this place to eat. Can you afford to pay?!"

The male waiter looked sideways at Harold Scurr, showing contempt.

It's not the waiter's fault. Harold Scurr was selling goods all over the place, and the total cost of his whole body was only two hundred yuan. A casual meal in this restaurant wouldn't be possible without a thousand yuan.

The waitress just now also came over angrily. At first she didn't notice Harold Scurr at all, but now after hearing the male waiter's words, she couldn't help but hate Harold Scurr even more.

"The cheapest food we have here costs 399, can you afford it?"

Su Yan looked at the two of them, feeling slightly angry, not because of their words, but because they wasted his time, making him even more hungry.

"Let's have a portion of the Eight Immortals Crossing the Sea to Make Arhats, a portion of braised lion's head, a portion of steamed lamb, steamed bear paws, steamed deer tail, roasted duck, roasted chicken, and roasted goose."

Harold Scurr ordered each one without any consideration at all, and he didn't even look at the price.

Of course, bear paws are just a substitute food. Bears are protected animals and are naturally forbidden to be eaten. As for deer tails, they are also artificially bred.

Seeing Harold Scurr ordering more than thirty dishes, the waiters and waitresses showed no respect at all, and instead became even more angry.

"How dare you, a poor guy with a lot of food on the floor, order so many dishes? Are you here to cause trouble?!"

The waiter pointed directly at Harold Scurr, his face even more angry and contemptuous.

"Looking for your sister, please serve me food quickly."

Harold Scurr was very unhappy and couldn't help but look angry.

The words of the three people immediately attracted the attention of the people around them, and they all looked at Su Yan with disdain.

The people eating here are either company executives or white-collar workers. They are all people from the upper class. They are all dressed very dignified and formal, and they all wear famous brands. Harold Scurr is incompatible with them.

It's no wonder these people showed contempt when they saw Harold Scurr.

"I am a guest and you are just waiters. Don't you comply with the guest's request?"

Harold Scurr looked at the two of them calmly and scolded them directly. Since these two people didn't give him face, why should he give them face?