Training time always flew by. Before long, Taoist Xiao Lu returned to the training room, this time to tell the three of them to head to Wudang Mountain for the Kendo Championship.
Only then did they discover something: the Kendo Tournament hosted by the Wudang Gym wasn't actually being held inside the gym?
After eating, Chu Xin climbed toward the summit of Wudang Mountain with Taoist Xiao Lu. Along the way, Chu Xin panted as he looked up at the peak above him. For an ordinary person, climbing a mountain really was a grueling workout.
Beside him, Taoist Xiao Lu watched Chu Xin calmly, a trace of disdain in his eyes.
"Hey, don't look at me like that! I'm not a Taoist at the Wudang Gym. I don't climb mountains every day, so how could I have that kind of stamina?"
As he spoke, Chu Xin sat on a step nearby, took out a bottle of mineral water, and opened it for a sip. Then he stared at the bottle in his hand with mixed feelings.
Damn it, this one bottle of mineral water cost me twenty yuan! Water on Wudang Mountain really is expensive!
Back when I first came to study at the Wudang Gym, one of the shops on Wudang Mountain ripped me off. Now that I'm a registered disciple of the gym, I've been ripped off again! These people don't give a damn about my status as a registered disciple. If I ever become the gym leader, I'll hang these bloodsucking capitalists from the lampposts!
As these thoughts ran through his mind, Chu Xin viciously gulped down another mouthful, as though he were drinking the capitalists' tears rather than water.
"Finished resting? If you have, let's get moving. We're almost there."
Taoist Xiao Lu couldn't help shaking