The Secret to Picking Up Girls

Seeing Zhang Yuze's inquiring gaze, Qin Zinan knew what he wanted to ask. She couldn't help but shake her head and smile wryly. She said to Zhang Yuze, "I know what you want to ask, but although the family I belong to can barely be considered part of the martial world, it is not famous, so it's not surprising that you don't know about it."

"Oh!" Zhang Yuze nodded. Seeing that the other party didn't seem to want to talk much about her family, he didn't say anything more.

Suddenly, Zhang Yuze seemed to have thought of something, and sighed, "Do you really think that if I don't defeat him, Takahashi Ikken won't come to China again?"

Qin Zinan frowned upon hearing this, but did not immediately answer Zhang Yuze's words.

"For someone who is persistently pursuing the highest realm of martial arts, the greatest loneliness is having no opponents. So, whether I defeat Takahashi Nakasato or not, he will eventually come to China again, it's just a matter of time." Zhang Yuze looked at the distant sky, took a deep breath, and sighed to Qin Zinan.

"But, delaying it by one day is still one day! It's best to delay it until those seniors in seclusion come out of the mountains again." Qin Zinan said, becoming somewhat agitated.

Zhang Yuze heard this, looked at her deeply, and shook his head, saying, "Avoiding it is not a solution to the problem. What's meant to come will come sooner or later."

"Alas, perhaps you still can't comprehend the terror of Takahashi Ikken. If he reappears in China, it will stir up a bloodbath. Currently, among the people in the Chinese martial arts world, except for the older generation, no one can resist him for the time being."

Although Zhang Yuze had not yet met Takahashi Ikken, just from Qin Zinan's words, he could see that she deeply feared Takahashi Ikken.

Actually, sometimes, Zhang Yuze was also very helpless. He really didn't want to see the martial arts club lose like this.

Beside the fields of Tianbao,

Zhang Yuze was playing chess with that eccentric old man. Every week, as long as he had time, Zhang Yuze would come here to find the eccentric old man to play chess. Of course, the main purpose was that Zhang Yuze came to find Liu Mengting's grandfather, Liu Yuanzhong. Ever since Zhang Yuze had fooled Liu Mengting's grandfather, Liu Yuanzhong, he had become more and more fond of Zhang Yuze. Several times he asked Zhang Yuze to create a painting for him, but Zhang Yuze always refused, saying that the time was not yet right. Although Liu Yuanzhong was very depressed, because he knew that painting also required inspiration, he did not force Zhang Yuze.

"Hehe, all your efforts to come here every time to play chess with me, an old man, have not been in vain, we have not failed our friendship across generations!" The eccentric old man said to Zhang Yuze with a chuckle.

"Haha, accompanying you, Grandpa, in playing chess, I gain something every time! So, playing chess with you is also endlessly enjoyable for me," Zhang Yuze said quickly and modestly.

The eccentric old man was very satisfied with Zhang Yuze's words, and said with a solemn expression, "Playing chess is like living life: there are gains and losses, advances and retreats. Young man! Remember these words, and you will benefit endlessly throughout your life!"

Zhang Yuze listened with a solemn expression, knowing that these words were all the experiences that this eccentric old man had gained from living most of his life. He was using his own experience to teach himself. It also sounded very reasonable.

"Grandpa, I understand your meaning. Thank you for your guidance, I know what to do." Zhang Yuze nodded to the eccentric old man and said.