When Zhou You reached the door, a group of people came in noisily.
Seven or eight apprentices surrounded a man. The man's face was bruised and swollen, and his clothes were in tatters. A few bloody marks could be seen on his body, but his head was raised high, and his nose was pointed at the sky proudly. He walked valiantly and looked confident, and his spirit was high as if he was a general who had returned victorious.
This person's name was Luo Yong. Just like his name, he was really brave. He looked for people to fight with all the time. After fighting all the disciples in the dojo, he went out to find people to challenge.
However, he adhered to the rules. Every time he fought, he would find a good excuse. He would only fight with apprentices from other martial arts schools. Moreover, he often won more than he lost. The martial arts school would turn a blind eye to his actions.
Most of the youths recruited by the various martial arts schools were 12 to 18 years old. They were in their youth and had nowhere to vent their anger. Fighting was common.
As long as they did not cause trouble and only fought, the martial arts schools would not care.
Fighting could at least increase one's skills and resistance to beatings. It was better than eating, drinking, prostituting, and gambling.
From the looks of it, Luo Yong had gone out to fight again today. Although he was beaten up badly, he still won in the end.
Zhou You had originally planned to find Zhao Liuping and a few apprentices to back him up at a fight.
Now that he saw Luo Yong, he immediately changed his mind.
Luo Yong's martial strength was stronger than Zhao Liuping's, and he was more famous around here.
Although he was always causing trouble, Zhou You could tell that Luo Yong was a straightforward person. He was very warm and forthright.
Turning around to welcome him, Zhou You smiled and greeted, "Brother Yong, have you returned victorious again?"
Luo Yong lowered his head and glanced at him. He said disdainfully, "I naturally win!"
In fact, Luo Yong did not like Zhou You. He had been in the dojo for so long, but he had never participated in a group activity. He had never even gone out to support the dojo, let alone fight personally.
He simply stayed in the house all day, acting like a sissy.
He was usually weak when practicing martial arts, like a weak shrimp.
Two red lines slowly flowed out of his nostrils. Luo Yong quickly raised his head and turned his head away with a muffled groan.
Zhou You did not mind Luo Yong's attitude and continued, "Brother Yong, I have a rival who keeps messing with me. I hope you can go fight him with me. When is it a good time for you, Brother Yong?"
"Hmmm?"
Luo Yong tilted his head and raised his hand to wipe the blood from his nose. His eyes were actually shining, and his tone was a little excited.
"Really? What's the special occasion? Why is the coward manning up for once?"
Then, Luo Yong caught onto the inappropriateness of his words and hurriedly said, "I'm free! I can do it anytime! Give me a few minutes. I'll be back soon!"
Before he could finish speaking, Luo Yong raised his head and ran into the clinic.
A few minutes later, he ran out with a few ointments and a white cloth.
"Cow… Zhou You, let's go. Who are we going to f*ck?"
Looking at Luo Yong's energetic reaction, Zhou You completely put down his previous misgivings and said, "Someone from the Green Snake Gang. His nickname is Yellow Dog. Brother Yong, are you okay with it?"
"Green Snake Gang?"
Brother Yong hesitated for a moment and asked, "Do you just want to fight him without breaking his legs?"
When fighting, one had to know their limits.
It was just a fight. Even if the leader of the Green Snake Gang was a martial artist, it was no big deal to fight his subordinates.
However, if they went too hard and broke their bones, they would become enemies.
Even if he could be cured, it would affect his future martial arts career and life. It would ruin his future and cause a huge feud.
"Then let me make it clear first. If you go overboard and get surrounded, I won't help you."
Luo Yong's mind was still very clear. He coughed gently and added, "Of course, if you can't beat them, we'll help you."
"We're brothers, so we'll definitely help."
Seeing that Zhou You had already come to an agreement with Luo Yong, someone beside him jeered, "Zhou You, if you win, you have to treat us to a drink. You've been here for so long, but you haven't bought us any drinks yet."
"Of course, I'll thank my brothers first."
Zhou You cupped his hands in obeisance.
Then, a large group of people strode out of the gate and headed toward Osmanthus Lane.
"Zhou You, how's your fist technique? Have you mastered it?"
On the way, Luo Yong asked with concern.
He would probably buy everyone drinks regardless of winning or losing, but he certainly hoped he could win.
"Uh huh." Zhou You nodded.
This meant that he had already mastered the entire set of fist techniques.
As long as he was not afraid of battle and dared to charge forward, he was already a qualified fighter in the sect.
"Then there's no problem."
Luo Yong heaved a sigh of relief. He patted his chest and said, "Zhou You, let me tell you. When you're dealing with those stupid people outside, just do it directly. Don't think about anything. Just go out there and get the job done. Use a combo to knock the other party down."
Zhou You was speechless. It was really simple and crude.
He did not think it would be that simple. Previously, he had asked around. Although Yellow Dog was only an ordinary person, he had practiced the Mad Dog Fist technique. If he really fought, even with two or three people, they would not be able to get close to him.
If his Ferocious Tiger Fist technique had just reached the beginner level, Zhou You did not have much chance of winning.
However, the Ferocious Tiger Fist at the Greater Mastery Stage should be enough to help him lock in the victory.
Moreover, as he studied the interface, Zhou You guessed that what affected his cultivation speed was not only his Affinity but also his Aptitude.
Affinity was probably the speed of practicing martial arts.
The higher one's innate ability was, the faster one could practice martial arts.
Aptitude probably referred to the efficiency of practicing a certain martial art.
Or rather, his compatibility with a certain martial art.
The higher the compatibility, the faster the cultivation efficiency.
Aptitude: Ferocious Tiger Fist (12%)
Every eight or nine times he practiced the technique, his proficiency would increase by 1 point. If he multiplied 12% by the number of times he practiced the skill, it would be exactly 1.
At present, the data sample was insufficient to draw conclusions.
However, Zhou You felt that he was probably right.
As for the Comprehension column, the number was 100%, which meant that this 12% was very likely to increase.
However, he had yet to discover a way to improve.
If the compatibility of the Ferocious Tiger Fist reached 100%, he might be able to increase one proficiency point after practicing it once.
Unable to find a way to increase his compatibility for the time being, Zhou You prepared to try various methods.
The Ferocious Tiger Fist emphasized bravery and unyieldingness. He was too careful and overcautious, so his mindset was a wrong fit.
Mentality could also affect cultivation speed.
Luo Yong was the best example.
Luo Yong was not the most talented among their batch of apprentices, but after a few months, he had become the strongest.
Perhaps it was because he was stouthearted enough, so it only took him half the effort to master the Ferocious Tiger Fist.
Zhou You also wanted to give it a try.
Target: Yellow Dog!
If he won this battle, even if he could not increase the compatibility of the Ferocious Tiger Fist, he could destroy the shadow in his heart.
In the future, he would be able to enter and leave the dojo as he pleased. He would not be in such a difficult situation now.
Soon, the group arrived at the entrance of Osmanthus Lane.
More than a dozen hooligans had already gathered at the entrance of the alley. The leader was Yellow Dog.
"As expected, he's been waiting for me!" Zhou You narrowed his eyes.
On the way, Zhou You could sense a tail on him again and deliberately said loudly that he wanted to settle scores with Yellow Dog.
In the end, Yellow Dog was waiting here with his men.
This meant that he had been silently keeping an eye on him.
If he failed to beat him into submission today, who knew what would happen in the future?