Beautiful CEO's Cultivating Expert

Liu Lei and the other two started to chat with each other, and they became more familiar with each other.    

Liu Lei observed his two lackeys on purpose and was relieved when he found that they were all decent people.    

Since he had decided to accept them, this observation was indispensable.    

He did not wish to get along with someone so long before he realized that there was a traitor and a great evil lurking within.    

"Oh yeah, Baldy, why didn't you say your name before?"    

Wan Hsingyu asked with a smile, "Don't tell me your name is Zhuge Goudan, or Nicholas is Zhao Si or something of the sort, so you are embarrassed to tell me and Boss?"    

"Fuck you! You're the special one!"    

The bald man laughed and scolded, then explained.    

"Actually, it's not that I don't want to say it, it's just that I don't have a Chinese name."    

"Because I grew up abroad since I was young. I only have a foreign name, O'Neil."    

"It's not easy to call me that, so you should just call me Baldy."    

Liu Lei asked curiously, "What about your parents? Still abroad? You came back yourself? "    

"I have no parents, I'm an orphan. I lived in the orphanage ever since I was a child."    

O'Neil shook his head. "Later, a foreign old man took a fancy to my aptitude and adopted me."    

"He took me abroad to live, took me in as his disciple, and taught me martial arts."    

"Until a month ago, when he passed away. I inherited all of his inheritance and returned home."    

"Because I don't think it's interesting. It's full of blond foreigners."    

"Relatively speaking, I still like living in China. This place makes me feel close to you."    

Wan Hsingyu clicked his tongue in wonder: "I didn't expect you to have such a bizarre life. It's enough to make a TV show."    

"What kind of martial arts did that foreign old man teach you? and it seems to be different from the Ancient Martial Practicer of China? "    

Liu Lei remembered the scene at Wan Family the other day, where O'Neil blocked in front of him, so he asked.    

He had never seen a Ancient Martial Practicer with such a strong fleshly body, so he was always curious.    

"That's right, I've always wanted to ask that question as well."    

"Your strength is too strong. After my brother had been possessed by a ghost, his fighting strength has reached the peak of the Houtian realm, but he was easily overpowered by you."    

"Then isn't your strength higher than my Innate Stage?"    

Wan Hsingyu also came over and looked at O'Neil curiously.    

"The foreign Ancient Martial Practicer s are indeed a bit different from the Chinese."    

O'Neil recounted: "I only found out about it after returning home. Foreign countries and China seem to be in two different cultivation paths."    

"Different cultivation path?" Liu Lei and Wan Hsingyu asked in unison.    

"Yes, the internal Qi of the Ancient Martial Practicer s in China is stored in their Dantian."    

"Foreign Ancient Martial Practicer is different. Inner Qi is stored inside the flesh and blood cells."    

"The attacking power of the foreign Ancient Martial Practicer s are comparatively more violent and ferocious, like explosives."    

O'Neil slowly said: "However, this kind of training method used by foreign Ancient Martial Practicer s also has a flaw, which is that it consumes one's life."    

"Just like those people who practice external martial arts. When they are old, their body will quickly collapse and they won't be able to live for long."    

"To make an easily understandable analogy, once a Ancient Martial Practicer of China cultivates to the Grandmaster Stage, they can live for at least five hundred years."    

"But if it's a foreign Ancient Martial Practicer, they might only have a lifespan of two hundred and fifty to three hundred years."