A Wrongdoing on the Road

On a certain day in June, Era of Ai 745, five months had passed since Zhou Zilong became Master Roshi's disciple. Over these five months, the master-disciple bond between Zhou Zilong and Master Roshi had deepened. They trained together, lived together, and faced difficulties together. Master Roshi not only taught him how to cultivate his power but also how to be a person and how to conduct himself in the world.

Under Master Roshi's guidance, Zhou Zilong's combat power advanced by leaps and bounds, increasing from an initial point to an astonishing point (with Xiao Ling's help in masking his aura, it couldn't be detected). However, Master Roshi knew that a true powerhouse wasn't just about having immense combat power but also about having the heart to control that power. Therefore, during Zhou Zilong's training, Master Roshi focused on teaching him how to control his aura and how to remain calm in battle. Zhou Zilong understood his master's intentions and trained diligently, constantly tempering his will. When controlling his aura, Zhou Zilong's combat power was around 100, which was currently sufficient.

However, Zhou Zilong knew he still had a long way to go and never slacked off in the slightest.

As evening approached, a hint of coolness carried on the sea breeze. Zhou Zilong finished his training for the day, dragging his tired but satisfied body back to the Turtle Hermit's House. He pushed open the door and saw Master Roshi sitting leisurely inside, holding a cup of tea and smiling at him.

"Zilong, you're back?" Master Roshi asked kindly, putting down his teacup.

"Yes, Master," Zhou Zilong replied respectfully, then walked up to Master Roshi and bowed his head.

"Hmm, good. Your progress over these five months has been very gratifying," Master Roshi nodded with satisfaction and continued, "However, the path of martial arts is not achieved overnight. What you need is persistent effort and continuous training. Of course, balancing work and rest is also very important!"

"Yes, Master, I understand," Zhou Zilong nodded seriously, knowing that Master Roshi's words came from the heart.

"Therefore, I've decided to give you a few days off," Master Roshi suddenly announced.

"Time off?" Zhou Zilong was a little surprised, not expecting Master Roshi to suddenly make such a suggestion.

"Yes, time off," Master Roshi explained with a smile. "You've been working very hard these past five months, almost without any rest. I know you're eager to become stronger, but your body is the foundation of everything. How can you continue training without a healthy body? So, I've decided to give you a few days to rest well and adjust your state!"

"But..." Zhou Zilong started to say something, but Master Roshi interrupted him.

"There's no 'but'," Master Roshi said sternly. "Zilong, you must remember that the path of martial arts isn't just about pursuing power; what's more important are your mindset and state. Only by maintaining a good mindset and state can you go further on the path of martial arts!"

Hearing his master's words, Zhou Zilong's mind suddenly cleared. He understood his master's good intentions and realized he had been a bit too impatient before. He respectfully replied, "Yes, Master, I understand. I will rest well!"

As night fell, Zhou Zilong lay in bed, gazing at the bright moonlight outside the window. His mind, however, couldn't help but drift to Xiao Ling, the system currently in a deep sleep and undergoing an update.

"Five months have already passed. Xiao Ling still shows no signs of waking up. It seems this update is really going to be a long one!" Zhou Zilong muttered.

The next morning, sunlight streamed through the window and fell on Zhou Zilong's face. He rubbed his eyes and sat up. After a simple wash, he bid farewell to Master Roshi and took out the capsule for the Jet.

Zhou Zilong threw the capsule into the air, and a Jet appeared before him. He got into the Jet, started the engine, and with a roar, the Jet took off towards the distance.

After flying for about half an hour, Zhou Zilong finally arrived at a small town. He smoothly landed the Jet on an open space, retracted its wings, and walked towards the town center. The town appeared peaceful, but the air was filled with a tense atmosphere.

Zhou Zilong walked along the street, his gaze scanning his surroundings. Not far away, a group of people were gathered, and shouts and sounds of fighting could be heard intermittently. Curious, he walked over and squeezed into the crowd. In the center, a burly man about three meters tall, wearing camouflage, was swinging his fists, continuously attacking a strong man over two meters tall. The two-meter-tall strong man, though resisting with all his might, was clearly no match for his opponent. He retreated repeatedly, his face covered in sweat.

Suddenly, two fierce-looking men darted out from behind the two-meter-tall strong man. They grabbed his arms from either side, firmly pinning him in place. Seeing this, the three-meter-tall man showed a smug smile on his face. He swung a fist with all his might, hitting the two-meter-tall strong man squarely in the abdomen.

"Ah!" A scream rang out as the two-meter-tall strong man doubled over in pain, spitting out bile. The three-meter-tall man didn't stop there; instead, he intensified his attacks, landing punch after punch on the two-meter-tall strong man's body. Eventually, the two-meter-tall strong man collapsed, unable to bear the pain.

"How despicable!" an old man in a suit shouted angrily. "You said it was a one-on-one fight, yet you resort to such dirty tricks!"

Seeing this, Zhou Zilong's heart filled with anger. He stepped forward and said coldly, "Since it's a one-on-one fight, it should be done honorably. Resorting to such underhanded tactics is truly contemptible!"

The three-meter-tall strong man turned around, glared at Zhou Zilong, and said coldly, "Kid, you think you're a hero? Let me tell you, this town is a new base our Predator Mercenary Group has set its sights on. If you want to live, get lost!"

Zhou Zilong remained unmoved. He puffed out his chest and said, "Since I've stumbled upon this, I can't just ignore it. You bully people like this, and I must stand up and speak for justice!"

Seeing this, the old man quickly advised, "Young man, you should leave quickly. These people from the Predator Mercenary Group are very cunning, and they won't let you go!"

Zhou Zilong shook his head and said firmly, "Old sir, please don't worry. Since I've dared to step forward, I am confident in dealing with them!"

Seeing that Zhou Zilong refused to back down, the three-meter-tall strong man shouted, "Brothers, attack together! Take care of this kid!"

At his command, a group of mercenaries in camouflage rushed out from all directions, surrounding Zhou Zilong. However, Zhou Zilong was not afraid. He took a deep breath, adjusted his breathing and posture, and prepared to face the impending battle.

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