Su Ziyu could only stand aside silently, with a trace of regret and regret in his eyes, but he practiced the method of mind control and meditation, and his control of emotions was extraordinary.

I saw that this mountain spirit monster had been dead for less than ten minutes, and the original solid muscles had become gray like grass, and there was no vitality to see, and even seemed to have completely lost moisture, and in the blink of an eye, it turned into powder, unable to maintain its form, and scattered on the ground, turning into a puddle of dust.

After a while, the night breeze blew slightly, and even the puddle of dust was swept around, like snowflakes, flying everywhere, and soon there was no trace of the existence of the ghost.

"Things are dead and souls are gone, and the essence is dissipated......"

Su Ziyu watched this scene carefully beside him, muttering to himself with indescribable emotion.

The stronger the life, the more comprehensive the control over itself, and the ability to squeeze out every bit of potential at any time. For example, a big boxer like Hong Tong can control the opening and closing of pores at will, and even grasp the movement of the internal organs, and can really be regarded as the master of the body.

And a natural spirit like Wei Mei has long fused the essence and the physical body, and after completely dying, the physical body will also disperse with the essence. It's like a spring, the more it is compressed, the higher it bounces back when released.

Even if it is as strong as the sky and knows the distance, after the body dies, it will turn into light and fly away, but ordinary people can still leave a whole corpse when they die.

Hong Tong also saw the disappearance of the ghost, although he was also surprised, but for him, his heart was now occupied by Tong Zheng's death, so he didn't care at all.

The charm turned into ashes, which saved a lot of trouble to explain to others, but Tong Zheng's is indeed dead, which is difficult to hide, Su Ziyu was thinking about how to deal with the aftermath in his mind, and he heard Hong Tong look at him and say, "You go back first, I'll deal with it here." ”

Su Ziyu's eyelids jumped, and he didn't quite understand what he meant.

"Don't worry, there's nothing wrong with that. Hong Tong looked tired, and didn't seem to be in the mood to say more, just waved his hand slightly.

Hearing him say this, Su Ziyu's heart suddenly moved, the lethality of martial artists is amazing, the more powerful the boxing masters, the more fierce the confrontation, whether it is a competition or revenge, I am afraid that death and injury are inevitable, most of them have a set of experience in internal processing, and he also feels that he is not suitable to stay here, so he nodded and walked out.

As soon as I was halfway through, I heard Hong Tong say again: "Don't tell others what happened today." Come back to me in a few days, seven days later. ”

Tong Zheng's death hit him too hard, and these seven days obviously had to be used to deal with the aftermath and calm down.

Su Ziyu didn't go to the hospital, he suffered all skin injuries, the most serious thing was that he finally ate a backhand claw of Wei Mei, fortunately, his arms locked the other party, and he imitated the operation of internal qi with his essence, and carried it with his swollen muscles, and after careful inspection, it was just that the shoulder blade was cracked, nourished by his vitality and essence, it was not difficult to heal himself, but for a period of time, the left shoulder could not be used at will.

In the next two days, everything was calm, and no one in Kangyuan Fitness Center knew that Su Ziyu was later chased and killed by Wei Mei, but a few coaches who witnessed a big battle between him and Hongtong were indispensable to make a big splash after they went back, describing Su Ziyu as if a god descended to earth, a martial saint was reborn, and he could turn over the river and the sea with a wave of his hand.

Although this is not a little exaggerated compared to the truth, but many people witnessed Tong Zheng's menacing that day, and Su Ziyu immediately solved it, which made his popularity and status in the center skyrocket, and everyone respected him wherever he went, and even received a lot of notes from female students writing phone calls.

On the third day, Chen Dong deliberately found him and brought a piece of news, saying that Hongtong had remitted the money to compensate the coach who was injured by Tong Zheng, and distributed it as medical expenses and mental damage expenses respectively.

In addition, in order to thank Su Ziyu for solving such a big trouble for him, Chen Dong was also very generous, and gave out a bonus of 500,000 yuan with a wave of his hand, and at the same time solemnly wanted to hire him as a senior consultant and chief martial arts instructor of Kangyuan Company.

Su Ziyu accepted the bonus unceremoniously, which he deserved, but he did not agree to the hiring of the position, because he had been thinking about Hongtong's side in his heart, so he shirked and said that he would have to think about it for a while.

Chen Dong was obviously a little surprised, but he didn't say much.

Seven days later, Su Ziyu came to the Hong's martial arts hall on time, it was still that lively, the destroyed ground and cushions had all been repaired, and even because of the war, the popularity was even higher, obviously the power of word of mouth, many people came here, believing that they could practice real kung fu here.

It's a pity that boxing is a combination of talent, understanding, and perseverance, and most people are still curious to play tickets after all.

When Su Ziyu came in, many people still remembered him vividly, and they couldn't help but look at him, and some people were still a little nervous and excited, probably thinking that he was looking for trouble again.

This time, it was those martial artists who greeted him, but most of them had been told by Hong Tong in advance, although he was faintly hostile to him, but no one seemed surprised, and he was even kicked away by him and led into the back hall.

"Brother Zheng, I offended a lot last time, I hope you don't mind. Su Ziyu walked behind him and suddenly said loudly, he had just heard other people call this martial artist, and knew that the other party's name was Zheng Yuanfeng.

"Nothing, you can work with the hall owner, your kung fu is much higher than mine. Zheng Yuanfeng was obviously a little surprised to hear him apologize, but the expression on his face changed and he relaxed a lot, and he immediately added a sentence that was a little unconvinced. "Our Senior Brother Tong has already gone to the south to worship the Ancestral Master's Hall, and when he finishes practicing the secret boxing method, you may not be an opponent when he comes back. ”

Su Ziyu paused, and soon returned to his original path and walked forward, saying casually: "Then it's time to talk about it." ”

Go to the south to worship the ancestral hall? He thought about it, and immediately reacted that this was Hongtong's statement to the other people in the hall, Tong Zheng was defeated by himself, ashamed, and went back to the south to practice the secret tradition, and learned that gentleman to take revenge, ten years is not too late.

Zheng Yuanfeng, who was walking in front, didn't notice the change in his steps at all, he just stuffed his head and said "um", and he didn't expect that the senior brother he had pinned his hopes on was no longer alive.

Su Ziyu followed all the way to the small courtyard where he was fighting with the ghost, and saw that Hong Tong seemed to have just finished practicing boxing, so he took the towel from his disciple's hand, wiped the sweat beads, and walked slowly inside with his back hand.

It can be seen that the inheritance of their faction is very ancient, and the disciple is humble and rigorous, so he took back the towel and withdrew. Su Ziyu silently followed behind Hong Tong, paying special attention to the courtyard, the damaged ground and courtyard walls had all been restored to their original state.

followed the wordless Hong Tong into another courtyard, in which there was a square patio, five or six meters long and wide, which was probably where he lived on weekdays.

The two entered a side room, and Su Ziyu was immediately attracted by a calligraphy and painting on the middle wall, which was about half a meter long and no more than twenty or thirty centimeters wide, and only one word was written on it:

"Zen".

Before this, Su Ziyu couldn't have imagined that Hongtong, a boxing master, would have a Zen character hanging in his room. But this look, suddenly can not be taken back, only feel that this word silver hook iron painting, majestic momentum, actually involuntarily stared into the fascination.