My name is Wu Yumo. My family has opened martial arts schools for five generations. I have excellent bones but neglect to practice. I swear a lot, behave rudely, love to be clever, greedy for money and sex, and am happy and ignorant of fate. I only know how to eat, drink and have fun all day long, and read comics and novels. The person I admire the most is Wei Xiaobao. In short, I am a piece of social garbage. Who is willing to practice Zha Ma Bu for several years these days? The martial arts gym is declining day by day, and the gymnast's father suddenly becomes seriously ill. In order to defend the honor of the family, I went to the duel on behalf of my father. I didn't want that old man to kick me into the ancient times with his invisible kick... Hehe~ It's vulgar~
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The first volume has been finished~~Ai Jia is too lazy, so the rest of the writing will be slow. . . Crawl away