Hu Zongjia sneered: "When you pick up a bargain, don't lose three against one." ”

Yang Xiucai touched his beard, drooped his eyelids and said, "You don't have to worry about it." I'll earn back face for the martial arts gym. ”

"Go and get the Fist Slave to come. Yang Xiucai commanded.

Before long, a tall and thin young man appeared in front of several people. The boxer's face was blank, and he couldn't see joy, anger and sorrow. The whole body is thin and thin, but it is full of a sense of strength.

Yang Xiucai said: "Boxing slave, you go to the ring and fight that kid." Use all your abilities to kill and injure. ”

"Yes. The thin and dark young man bowed his head, his face expressionless as wood. After finishing speaking, he turned around and walked towards the ring, and he didn't seem to see Cang Kui and Hu Zongjia the whole time.

Hu Zongjia was dissatisfied: "This kid is too blind, and he doesn't even know how to salute when he sees me and Mr. Cang." ”

Yang Xiucai explained to Cang Kui: "This kid is a boxing idiot, and he is only interested in boxing. Usually by the little girl's side, responsible for her safety. I don't know what the world is, and I ask the head coach to understand. ”

Cang Kui waved his hand generously and said, "As long as you can win, what do you need so much etiquette." ”

Zhang Qingyang watched his opponent, who was more than a head taller than himself, come up to the stage, and saluted with his fists: "Zhang Qingyang!"

"Fist slave!"

"We are martial arts hall teaching, not battlefield fighting, please stop here. Zhang Qingyang said.

"My lord asked me to beat you to death. ”

Zhang Qingyang's face trembled, he had never met such an honest person.

Before the thought in my heart fell, a vicious wind rushed to my face.

The long legs of the boxer slave seemed to rush in front of Zhang Qingyang with one step, and his fist was clean and neat, like a vicious tiger pounced. The flat fist bones seem to hide the sharp claws of the evil tiger, which may pop out at any time and give a fatal blow.

Zhang Qingyang shook his upper body to let go of the opponent's fist, and at the same time performed the footwork of Longyou Sihai, his feet moved, and he unexpectedly turned to the opponent's side.

As soon as Zhang Qingyang was about to swing his fist to bombard the opponent's soft underbelly, a vicious wind quickly struck. The opponent's punch missed, and he quickly elbowed back to the side of Zhang Qingyang's cheek.

He stepped on the dragon and dodged again, and on the side of his foot, he avoided the iron elbow that the opponent hit back.

Zhang Qingyang's cheek was in hot pain, but he was directly torn open a wound when he was rubbed from his cheek by the other party's iron elbow.

Zhang Qingyang was shocked in his heart, but his footsteps did not stop at all, and he spread out the dragon and the four seas, swimming around the opponent to dodge, looking for an opportunity to counterattack.

In the reflection of the bridge of the mind, the opponent is like a punching machine, with minimal emotional fluctuations, and every punch is extremely serious.

Although the boxing slave is called the boxing slave, he uses both fists and feet, and his legs are also very sharp.

The fist slave's punches and kicks look ordinary with each blow, but they are fast and full of fierce force.

Under the pressure of powerful opponents, Zhang Qingyang also showed the dragon to the fullest. But even so, the shadow of the opponent's fist was still shrouded around his head, and the terrifying fist power kept passing over his face, ears, and nose. As long as there is one negligence, Zhang Qingyang will be hit hard.

In the face of such a terrifying machine-like powerhouse, Zhang Qingyang had to wake up twelve points of spirit to deal with every punch and kick of his opponent. Because the other party had already said it when he came to the ring, he was here to kill Zhang Qingyang.

Zhang Qingyang didn't dare to bet on the other party's courage.

Besides, such an evenly matched and unreserved opponent is usually impossible to find.

Practice is the only criterion for testing the truth, and how well the dragon is practiced depends on its performance in actual combat.

At this moment, Zhang Qingyang also fully understood why Jin Zun had to bring him to the gym as the last lesson.

The details hidden in the memory of the dragon traveling all over the world surfaced one by one under the powerful oppressive force. The details and flaws that were not noticed in the practice were repaired one by one in the actual battle.

The dragon travels all over the world and becomes more and more mellow.

The three of them all watched nervously at the changes in the ring.

Yang Xiucai said: "Although the talent of the boxing slave is not high, but after fifteen years of practicing boxing and feet, I have never seen such a serious and hard-working person as him. Of all my apprentices, he was the second, far ahead of the so-called geniuses. Although talent is important in this industry, people who are serious and hardworking tend to go further. Now that the boxer slave has gained the upper hand, although that kid is flexible, he will lose if he keeps it for a long time. One punch, just one punch, the fist slave can make him lose all combat power. ”

Hu Zongjia sang the opposite: "Lao Yang, you can see clearly, that kid seems to be Jinzun's Divine Dragon Change, and the taste is pure, and it has been passed on." Your apprentice may not be his opponent. ”

Cang Kui said: "The footwork is good, but I didn't see him out of his legs, and he wouldn't flick his tail, so there was no threat." With a flexible body alone, you can't hide for long. You can see that his forehead is already sweating, and his chest has also changed, obviously a little difficult. The Punch Slave is going to win. ”

When the three of them were commenting, the boxing slave suddenly changed his fist style, from fierce and ruthless, to suddenly become tricky and vicious.

"Not good. ”

The arms of the fist slave suddenly penetrated through Zhang Qingyang's defense like a poisonous snake.

The two arms turned into two poisonous snakes and grabbed Zhang Qingyang's neck and chest respectively.

"Win!" Cang Kui clenched his hands and stared at the ring.

The victory was in front of him, and the fist slave was still cold-eyed. The phalanges of one hand bulged out and turned into a sharp spear tip, which suddenly accelerated towards Zhang Qingyang's Adam's apple.

"Wow!" victory was in sight, but the audience behind the boxer slave suddenly burst into an uproar.

One leg was like a soft whip, flung from behind the fist slave from the bottom up, pulling out a row of afterimages in the air and appearing on the back of the fist slave's head.

"Shenlong flicks his tail!" Cang Kui blurted out, his face full of astonishment, and then he became angry.

"Smack!"

The boxer slave was hit in the back of the head, and even if his whole body was as hard as a hardwood, he still couldn't resist this unexpected leg.

The boxer slave's whole body was shocked, his two arms suddenly hung down weakly, and his eyes rolled against Zhang Qingyang's body and fell into the ring.

The winner is decided!

Zhang Qingyang exhaled deeply and wiped the sweat from his forehead.

is really a powerful opponent, if it weren't for the surprise, in this game, Zhang Qingyang felt that he was going to lose nine times out of ten.

Cang Kui said: "That's it here today, and fight again tomorrow!" After speaking, without waiting for Jin Zun's consent, he left from the edge of the ring with a flick of his hand.

In the blink of an eye, the martial arts halls around the ring walked cleanly.

Only two staff members were left to accompany Jin Zun and the three of them to serve carefully.

Jin Zun stood up and said, "Let's go, let's also find a place to live and recuperate." ”

The three of them came to kick the gym, and the Changqing Martial Arts Hall naturally would not arrange accommodation for the three of them.

Jin Zun took the two of them to find a hotel in the city and stayed.

The dinner was good, and Jin Zun asked the hotel to prepare a sumptuous dinner of roast chicken, beef, and salted duck. The three of them are all practicing martial arts, and they have a lot of appetite, plus they exercise a lot during the day, and they eat a meal.

The Titan cat didn't seem to have much appetite, so he barely ate half a roast chicken and a two-kilogram fish, and then returned to the cloth bag to continue sleeping.

Jin Zun glanced at Zhang Qingyang feeding the cat, but didn't say anything. I didn't summon my own pet beast to feed, so I guess I was sleeping in the cards.

Zhu Yilang smiled, looking down on Zhang Qingyang's careful service to the pet beast.

After eating, Jin Zun said to Zhu Yilang: "'Mountain Destroying Gong' is a little hot. Remember, being able to send and receive, and playing feminine power with fierce strength is considered a great achievement. ”

Zhu Yilang said: "I just like this kind of fierce feeling, and my bones are broken and tendons are broken with a punch." The apprentices of the Changqing Martial Arts Hall are vulnerable, and if their coach is on the field, they can still have a good time. ”

Jin Zun looked at Zhang Qingyang again and said, "'Divine Dragon Hundred Changes' has been small, but the craftsmanship is too much. How carefree the dragon is for nine days, the dragon looks down on all beings, how domineering and mighty, when to master these two artistic conceptions, when is the mastery. ”

Zhang Qingyang pondered it twice in his heart, felt as if he had gained, and was about to ask again, Jin Zun stood up and said, "Go back to the room to rest, don't die too much when you sleep at night." ”

The three of them went back to their rooms to rest for the next day's competition.

Zhang Qingyang returned to the room, arranged the Titan cat first, and stroked his hair for a while, and waited until the Titan cat snored before he started today's homework.

Zhang Qingyang cultivated the "Hundred Forging Bones", and during this period of time, he practiced without sleep and food, and the improvement of the "Hundred Forging Bones" was also a rapid progress.

Gradually, a vague itch emerged from the depths of the bones, as if countless ants were biting in the cracks of the bones. Zhang Qingyang has already had a similar experience, this is qi and blood repairing bones. Zhang Qingyang hugged Yuan Shouyi and maintained a calm mood until this feeling gradually subsided.

Zhang Qingyang closed his eyes and slowed down for a while before opening his eyes.

The afterglow of today's cultivation is extraordinarily long, and it should be of great benefit.

Zhang Qingyang took out the last Qi and Blood Pill, sighed slightly, and swallowed it in one gulp.

He closed his eyes again and urged the flow of qi and blood in his body and the digestion of medicinal power. I didn't stop until my whole body was warm and full of satiety.

Qi and Blood Pill is indeed a good thing, this month he followed Jin Zun to cultivate the "Divine Dragon Hundred Changes", a purgatory-like cultivation career. If it weren't for the Qi and Blood Pill replenished from time to time, not to mention the success of the cultivation of "Hundred Forging Bones" and "Divine Dragon Hundred Changes", I am afraid that my body would have been damaged.

The so-called overreach, practicing so hard, the damage to the body is great.

With the Qi and Blood Pill and Li Congjun's ointment, take it internally and apply it externally. It greatly replenishes the body's consumption, so that the metabolism can be kept all the time, strengthen the qi and blood, and replenish the bones.

If you want to make rapid progress, the Qi and Blood Pill is indispensable, and you have to find a way to make money to buy the Qi and Blood Pill.

Zhang Qingyang's spirit sank into the inner universe. On the bridge of the heart, the small bone that symbolizes the "hundred forging bones" blooms with a hazy brilliance like green jade.

"I've practiced it? The secret method says that the bones are green jade, which is the sign of the completion of a hundred forging bones. ”

For a while, Zhang Qingyang couldn't help but be overjoyed.

The small flame on the bridge of the mind remained in the shape of an egg, and there was no movement to be seen, as if it had fallen silent.

Zhang Qingyang touched it curiously with his consciousness, and the fire egg showed a gelatinous Q elastic feeling, and he didn't know what was brewing.

Zhang Qingyang was studying this inexplicably formed fire egg when suddenly a dangerous signal came from the Titan cat.

Zhang Qingyang immediately returned to reality from the inner universe.

The Titan stood on the bed, staring warily at the door of the room, its body slowly arching. The moment there was a knock on the door, the fluffy cat hair exploded abruptly.

"Who is it?" Zhang Qingyang asked warily. He had never seen a Titan so nervous.

"Hehe," a delicate female voice came from outside the door, "was it your fist slave who injured me?"

There is an unmistakable overlook in the voice.

The next moment, a fierce force slammed open the door of the room.

"Bang!" sawdust flew like arrows.

The door of the room exploded a large hole in the middle.

A strong man with cold eyes and steel pin-like hair withdrew his fist and walked in through the tattered room door.

Behind him was a young girl, dressed like a little girl next door, with a few beautiful braids, and a few small and delicate bells tied to the braids with colorful ribbons.

"Who are you?" asked Zhang Qingyang, suppressing the anger in his heart.

The short-haired strong man couldn't be distinguished, and rushed forward like a violent wind, slamming a fist into Zhang Qingyang's chest.

Zhang Qingyang's back directly smashed into the wall of the hotel and fell out.

Zhang Qingyang's eyes were black for a while, his vision was blurred, and only his ears heard the happy laughter of the girl like a silver bell.

"If you dare to beat my fist slave, you will use your life to compensate. Or...... I'll take you and be my fist slave. ”

Zhang Qingyang staggered to his feet, if it weren't for the "Hundred Forging Bones" Dacheng, just this punch, it is estimated that there would be no bones left in his body. He spat out the bloody foam mixed with dust in his mouth and said, "Who the hell are you?"