Carrying his tea set, Xiu Ya sat in his familiar seat. The books he read were all boring novels.

This also fits his personality, a practitioner who has achieved success in his practice but practices just to survive.

When he was halfway through drinking his tea, a kid of about thirteen or fourteen just stood there beside him.

When I saw him pouring tea, I hurried to help, but I was in a panic because I didn't know how to do it.

"Alright, alright... stop hurting me! If you have any questions, just ask!" Xiuya sent this child away who was causing more trouble than he actually was and made some tea himself.

The little boy blushed after hearing what Xiuya said and didn't know how to start talking. He held it in for a long time before he finally asked his question.

"Mr. Asro, I am facing a very difficult situation. My teacher told me that my body is not suitable for the martial arts training."

"But I don't have any talent for magic or supernatural powers, and mechanics are a group of people who require a lot of money."

"I don't know what to do!" The little guy shed tears when he talked about his problem. After all, at such a young age, it is the time for heroism to emerge.

"None of these four schools are suitable for you, so why don't you go for Qigong Master, which ranks first among all schools!"

"Aren't qigong masters very popular nowadays?" Xiu Ya said in a friendly manner.

"But compared to other professions, Qigong masters are not handsome or cool enough. I want to be a practitioner who is both handsome and powerful." The little boy said his thoughts shyly.

"Who told you that qigong masters are not handsome enough?" Xiu Ya asked pretending to be unhappy.

"It's on the video, Mr. Aslo, look!" He took out the projector he carried with him and started playing it.

The little boy pointed his finger and a practitioner holding a long sword appeared. Every time he swung the sword, sword energy flashed and his graceful and elegant appearance was very eye-catching.

After that, I saw a practitioner holding a spear. The spear looked so cool as it moved forward and backward like a dragon playing in the water.

As for magic and psychics, they are not taken into consideration. As orphan professions, these two require too much talent.

The high-tech mechanics are equipped with fancy guns and powerful firearms, and small pistols that are combined with extremely swift and cool movements, not to mention the looks that can make young people explode at first sight.

Just take the shiny steel and the ammunition that symbolizes violent power, the long sniper rifle and the thick gun barrel, each of which is a man's favorite element.

The little boy watched the video to the end. As a qigong master who was 99.9% for health preservation, neither the appearance nor the cool skills were acceptable to the little boy.

After the commentator in the video started spitting nonsense, the host of the video said that qigong is a major school that requires a calm mind to practice.

"Kid, where did you find this video made by a idiot? This guy is definitely using it as a stepping stone for my largest Terra school."

"And if I remember correctly, the other four professions in this video are their recruitment advertisements."

"However, the one about the Qigong master was just a casual shot in the park. Are they planning to make fun of me, the Qigong master?" Xiuya's behavior was very consistent with his identity.

As one of the most powerful qigong masters today, the anger he displayed was very appropriate.

"Mr. Asro, it's not like that. Don't be angry. I came to you just to ask you, is it true that the role of a qigong master can only be used to maintain health?" the little boy asked in frustration.

"Of course not, little guy, let me tell you a secret. Don't be fooled by the fancy tricks played by those martial artists and mechanics. The truly cool profession can only belong to me, the Qigong Master."

As he said this, he stood up and nodded to the little boy, motioning him to follow him. The little boy put away his projector and quickly followed Xiuya into a training room.

The training room here is a public resource, and its main function is to provide space for those who suddenly have inspiration and want to try out their own moves.

When Xuya brought the little boy in, everyone's eyes were on them. The little boy's problem was already well-known in the Superpower Association.

Asro, the incarnation of Xuya, is even more famous. His fame lies in the fact that no matter who you are from or which school you belong to, as long as you look for questions, he will give you some answers.

I casually threw my coat onto the hanger beside me and moved around a few times to warm myself up.

When everyone saw his actions, they stopped what they were doing. After all, Asro was very famous, but no one had ever seen him take action.

"Little guy, I will now use my actions to tell you why I say that Qigong masters are the most handsome of all professions." Xiu Ya took a deep breath and then burst out with a silver-level fighting spirit.

As he exploded, a golden aura made him look golden, and the heat wave of the burning fighting spirit almost pushed the little boy down.

"Look carefully, this is called violent aura! As long as your Qigong level reaches a certain level, you can directly burst out enough momentum with the help of my skills."

"After saying that, he stretched out his hand and an inverted shield appeared to cover him and the little boy." He pointed at the young man holding the sword outside and said loudly.

"Hey, you little yellow-haired boy, hurry up and use your strongest attack to attack my shield."

The little yellow-haired guy he named speechlessly used his strongest attack to slash at the protective shield. The shield did not move at all and the long sword in the little yellow-haired guy's hand was knocked away.

"Little yellow-haired boy, your wrist strength is too weak. Why are you practicing sword skills when you can't even hold your own sword properly? You might as well learn qigong from me." Xiu Ya looked like he was giving orders.

"Uncle Asilo, when I am over fifty years old I will come to you to learn Qigong. I just don't know if you will still be here by then!" The little yellow-haired boy was very mean.

"Bullshit! When you are fifty years old and full of injuries, I, your uncle, will still be as handsome as ever."

"Little guy, do you see? This move is called the Mind Energy Shield. No one can break it unless there is an extremely powerful attack." Xiu Ya once again introduced his Qigong to the children.

"Uh... Uncle Asilo's moves are not bad, but they are not elegant or handsome enough!"

"You're not surprised by anything you see. Look how handsome he is!" Four balls of light appeared around Xuya.