Super Treasure Hunter

The two came to the school's infirmary with the middle of the week. Guo Shiqiang was lying on the bed with gauze on his chest.

Seeing that Zhou Zhong was coming, Guo Shiqiang quickly got up happily, and Zhou Zhong quickly helped him and said, "Don't move, lie down."

Guo Shiqiang grinned, and said with a simple smile: "It's okay, I'm just a small injury."

Zhong Zhou checked Guo Shiqiang's injury. This rib was broken and his internal organs were injured. Zhou Zhong said in a deep voice, "Is there still a minor injury? If you don't go to the hospital, how can you keep it in the infirmary?"

After talking about the middle of the week, he didn't talk nonsense, pulling Guo Shiqiang's wrist, and sending a touch of true energy into his body.

For a while, Guo Shiqiang felt a warm current in his body, which was very comfortable, and soon the warm current reached the injured position in his chest, as if all the pain disappeared in the blink of an eye.

After almost two minutes passed, he let go in midweek, knowing that Guo Shiqiang's injury was almost healed. Right now in the middle of the week, the strength of the third level in the Qi training period, if you want to heal this kind of injury, you don't need to resort to massage techniques anymore. The powerful Zhen Qi can completely heal it.

"How do you feel?" Zhou Zhong asked.

Guo Shiqiang moved magically, and said magically: "Mid of the week, how did you...how did you do this? I'm already healed? Did you just use internal qi to heal me? How is this possible, internal qi and external qi? Let go, that can only be done by a master of the environment!"

Xiaolong and Xiaowu were already confused when they were watching from the sidelines. At this moment, they couldn't help but speak: "Lao Guo, in the middle of the week, what are you two talking about in this god? What kind of situation? Excited, have you read too many martial arts novels?"

Zhou Zhong and Guo Shiqiang looked at each other with a smile, and didn't say anything to them. However, although Zhou Zhong knew that Guo Shiqiang was a martial artist, they didn't understand the rank and location of their martial arts practitioners? If the environment represents the release of internal qi, then it means that the level of the environment and the Qi cultivation period are almost the same.

"Lao Guo, tell me what the **** is going on with those little devils, what are their strengths?" Zhou Zhong asked Guo Shiqiang on the subject.

Mention the little devil Guo Shiqiang's anger came up, and said angrily: "That little devil is really nasty. After so many years, they still can't change the animal character in their bones!"

So Guo Shiqiang said about the previous martial arts competition again, which was similar to what Xiaolong Xiaowu said. However, Guo Shiqiang is an expert, and he muttered: "In mid-week, the little devil looked like he was repelled by me, but I feel that he has retained his strength. He should have the strength of the late yellow rank."

"What is the strength of the late yellow rank?" Zhou Zhong asked confused.

Guo Shiqiang knows that Zhou Zhong is very powerful, but he may not be a member of their ancient martial arts. Before, he used some actions that only ancient martial artists understood to test Zhou Zhong, but Zhou Zhong did not respond. When he was at home, he often heard his grandfather say that there are still many superhumans in this world who are even more powerful than martial artists like them. Maybe Zhou Zhong is such a superhuman.

So he said to Zhou Zhongjie: "Our ancient martial arts line is divided into levels. Beginners are collectively called martial arts, and they are called this before they formally enter the ranks. After entering the martial arts ranks, they are divided into four levels of heaven, earth, black and yellow. The yellow level is the weakest level, and each level is divided into three stages: early, mid, and late."

"I'm only the strength of the mid-Yellow rank. This is the last time I broke through after being seriously injured in the barracks, and the little devil is in the late yellow rank. And besides that little devil, they have masters in the team."

In the middle of the week, he nodded clearly. From Guo Shiqiang's earlier statement that the realm masters can only release the energy inside and out, it can be inferred that in the middle of the week, the difference between the warriors below the ground and the cultivators is far away.

"Xiaolong, are those little devils still in the gym today?" asked midweek back.

Xiaolong shook his head and said unwillingly: "No, they said that our Chinese martial arts are all rubbish, no one can beat them, so I don't want to waste time."

"Huh, really arrogant!" Zhou Zhong said coldly.

At this time, the phone in midweek rang with an unfamiliar number. Midweek answered the call suspiciously, and Professor Zhou's anxious voice came from the other side.

"Hey, is it midweek? Are you at school?"

Zhou Zhong promised: "Professor Zhou, I am Zhou Zhong, and I am in the school infirmary."

"Infirmary? What happened to you in midweek?" Professor Zhou asked nervously.

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"I'm fine, come to see friends." Zhou Zhong replied.

Professor Zhou was obviously relieved and hurriedly said to the middle of the week: "Mid of the week, if you have time, hurry up and come to the School of Archaeology. I will wait for you in the large lecture hall. You know the Japanese delegation that came to the school these two days. These little devils are simply deceiving people too much. They even insulted our Chinese antiques industry. They also made a special problem. Obviously they came prepared. It doesn’t matter if I lose, I’m not afraid to be ashamed, but I can’t lose our entire Chinese archaeological world. My face! After thinking about it, I have to look for you. Come over in the middle of the week."

As soon as he heard these words in the middle of the week, he was very happy. He was trying to find these little devils to settle the account. He didn't expect these little devils to stop. After insulting Huaxia's martial arts, he immediately ran to the Archaeological Institute today to insult Huaxia's archaeological community.

"Professor Xingzhou, I'll be there." Zhou Zhong said in a serious tone.

"Oh, midweek, that's great, I'm waiting for you!" Professor Zhou was not too happy, and put down the phone happily.

In fact, Zhou Zhong was able to come to Gangneung University to study because of Professor Zhou's care. At the time, Professor Zhou said that he wanted to be a lecturer at their Archaeology Institute in Midweek. It’s just that Professor Zhou had a good heart. He knew that he had just started school in midweek, and he must be busy with his studies. So this is more than a month, and I didn’t ask midweek to teach in the past. .

But today I really cannot find it. Those little devils have ulterior motives. He is afraid that he will not be able to cope with it, so he thinks about it. Only in the middle of the week can he help him.

Putting down the phone, Zhou Zhong sneered and said to the three of them: "Those little devils have come to the door by themselves, and I will teach them."

Guo Shiqiang jumped off the bed with a squeeze, and said excitedly: "I want to go too!"

Xiaolong and Xiaowu also rushed and said, "Let's go too! These little devils are too annoying, are they bullying me and no one in China? Today we are going to see Brother Zhou and teach them!"

"Let's go!" He waved his hand in midweek.

The School of Antiques is located in the northeast of Gangneung University, and the area is not too big. After all, the School of Archaeology is not a popular major. Three people hurriedly came to the large classroom of the School of Archaeology, which can accommodate 300 people at ordinary times, but today it can squeeze no less than 500 people! Many people carry small stools by themselves and sit on the sides of the classroom, but more people stand at the back.

The Japanese delegation came to Gangneung University for inspection, and it caused a sensation on the first day, as well as the anger of all the teachers and students of Gangneung University. But they can't find the little devil theory, after all, they are an inspection group, and they have to live a good face.

Yesterday, I insulted Huaxia's martial arts in the gymnasium. Today, I ran into the old archaeological college to make trouble. They all wanted to see the little devil being beaten in the face. However, after several professors and lecturers of the School of Archaeology and the teachers of the Little Devil's inspection group had a debate, it seemed that the little devil had the advantage again, which made the teachers and students of Gangneung University particularly angry.

Especially these little devils, who always cover up with a dot, grab a dot to discredit the entire China. The students are angry, but they can't refute it, and they feel uncomfortable in their hearts.