Chapter 81 I Want to Beat Ten
After leaving the pagoda, everyone dispersed to investigate individually.
Fusu took the young monk Huike away forcefully, hoping to get something out of him. Wu An went to see Wu Houye, Yu Yao
Zhou Zhilu came to the Fuye Division of the Buddhist world to find out what was going on.
The Fuyesi branch in the Buddhist world is much simpler than the one in the capital, and it does not have as many departments.
The person in charge in the mission hall saw Zhou Zhilu's unfamiliar face and asked for his name.
"Zhou Zhilu, a sixth-rank night guard, comes from the capital."
However, Zhou Zhilu never expected that as soon as he finished speaking, the entire hall fell silent.
The Fuye guards around him also stopped and looked at him.
Zhou Zhilu said bewilderedly, "Uh... my name... is it really that awesome?"
At this time, a young man's voice came from behind: "The name is ordinary, but the reputation is quite shocking.
"I joined the Fuye Division in October last year. In just six months, I was promoted from the ninth-rank Fuye Guard to the sixth-rank, and even earned the title of Nemesis of the Powerful and the Rich.
"Master Zhou, you are a role model for us, the night guards of the same batch as you."
Zhou Zhilu looked over when he heard that, and saw a squinty-eyed man in a black Fuyewei uniform standing behind him.
Although what the other party said seemed to be a compliment to Zhou Zhilu, the tone in which he said it... was a bit sarcastic.
Seeing the Epiphyllum pattern on the other party's uniform filled with only stamens, Zhou Zhilu realized that the other party was an eighth-rank Fuye Guard.
Then he said, "It's just some empty name. Who are you?"
The man smiled and said, "My name is Ding Chen, but I am just a small eighth-rank night guard. Naturally, I cannot be compared with you, sir.
"I haven't asked yet, sir, what is the purpose of your visit to us?"
Zhou Shilu glanced at him calmly and explained, "There are some things I want to investigate. Is the director of the branch here?"
Ding Chen said, "Of course it's in the small attic on the left side outside the lobby."
Zhou Zhilu nodded and wanted to leave.
But suddenly he raised his eyebrows, and saw Ding Chen squinting his eyes and standing in front of him with a smile on his face, with no intention of moving away.
Not only that, many of the Fuye Guards in the lobby walked to the middle and blocked the lobby door.
Zhou Zhilu's eyes turned slightly cold, the other party's repeated provocations had already made him angry.
He asked coldly, "What does this mean?"
Ding Chen explained, "I don't have any other intentions. I just want to see what level of talent this person who has been chosen as the new role model for the Fuye Division has."
"You want to compete with me?"
Ding Chen smiled and said, "No...it's us. As a dignified Sixth-Rank Fuye Guard, you shouldn't mind us fighting in shifts, right? But don't worry, we won't send out Fourth-Rank people..."
“Hahahahahaha!”
Before Ding Chen could finish his words, he was interrupted by Zhou Zhilu's laughter.
Zhou Zhilu said contemptuously, "This is the first time I've seen someone act shameless so confidently.
"They won't send a fourth-level person... Maybe the fourth-level Fuye Guards are too lazy to get involved in your mess."
As soon as these words were spoken, not only Ding Chen, but also the people behind him turned ugly.
Zhou Zhilu's guess was correct. Both Ding Chen and the people blocking the door behind him had joined Fuyesi at about the same time as Zhou Zhilu, and their highest cultivation level was only at the third level.
But in the eyes of Ding Chen and others, everyone joined at about the same time and had about the same level of cultivation, but you, Zhou Zhilu, were enjoying a good life in the capital and were even promoted to the sixth rank.
But they have to endure hardship in this Buddhist world, and are still only at the eighth level.
The huge gap made them feel extremely jealous. They thought that Zhou Zhilu might be a rich young man who was promoted to the sixth rank with the help of his connections in the capital. Otherwise, how could he be promoted so quickly!
Later, when they heard that Zhou Zhilu would come here, Ding Chen and others began to make plans. No matter what, they must put a damper on this guy's arrogance!
However, those fourth-level old Fuye guards naturally had no interest in this. A fourth-level guard fighting a third-level guard, their own rank was not as high as the other party's. If they won, they were afraid of being framed, and if they lost, they would lose all face. What was the point?
It’s not like I can be promoted to the sixth rank just because I win the battle.
It's just that these young guys who have just joined are young and energetic, and their minds are too stubborn to think straight, but these old night guards are naturally too lazy to say anything more.
Zhou Zhilu glanced at everyone's expressions and knew what they were thinking. He sighed and said, "Hurry up, I'm in a hurry."
"Huh?" Ding Chen was stunned.
When he saw the boredom in Zhou Zhilu's eyes, he could no longer contain the humiliation and anger in his heart, and immediately punched Zhou Zhilu in the face.
"Bang!"
His fist hit Zhou Zhilu's palm. Zhou Zhilu clenched his fist and said casually, "After making such a big fuss, is this all it is?"
At the same time, a chill suddenly burst out from Zhou Zhilu's right hand, and a layer of frost gradually surrounded Ding Chen's fist from the palm of his hand.
Seeing this, Ding Chen wanted to pull out his fist but found that he was helpless. He immediately jumped into the air and kicked Zhou Zhilu with a leg whip.
The right leg turned into a residual shadow, and bursts of thundering sounds were heard from it, and yellow spiritual energy spread all over its legs.
Although Zhou Zhilu was confident, he would never be complacent. He immediately set his left arm on fire and used it to block his body.
The collision of flames and lightning instantly produced a roar.
When Ding Chen retracted his right leg and fell to the ground, he found that a layer of frost had condensed on the ground without him knowing.
As Zhou Zhilu stepped on the ground with his right foot, an ice spike instantly came out from the ground and attacked Ding Chen.
Ding Chen dodged in panic, but his body became unstable. At this moment, a fist suddenly attacked him.
"Bang!"
Ding Chen's nose started bleeding instantly, but his right hand was still firmly frozen by the other party.
"You're making too many unnecessary moves, too little experience, and your observations aren't detailed enough. You're just relying on sheer recklessness. You don't have enough confidence before you even start fighting. You're still a long way from being competent."
Hearing Zhou Zhilu's comments, Ding Chen's face turned red, and he was about to draw the long sword at his waist in shame and anger.
Just when the long sword was halfway drawn out, Zhou Zhilu's palm came at high speed and pushed the long sword back in an instant.
At the same time, Zhou Zhilu raised his palm and slapped Ding Chen in the face.
Zhou Zhilu said calmly, "You don't know how to assess the situation, and you refuse to admit your mistakes even after losing."
Ding Chen roared angrily upon hearing this, and tried hard to draw out the long sword again, but the scene repeated itself, and the half-pulled out sword was pushed back again.
Seeing the ferocious look on Ding Chen's face, Zhou Zhilu stopped talking and almost vented his anger.
He immediately touched Ding Chen's shoulder, and with a click, he dislocated the opponent's arm.
Then he looked at the people behind Ding Chen, his momentum rising, and said what he had always wanted to say: "Who else? Come on, I'm going to beat ten of them!"
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