Chapter 65: A Place
"There is only one place, decide who to go and think for yourself!" Long Li waved his sleeves and turned to leave, causing several people to break up unhappily.
"Uncle Xu, what the hell is going on, didn't you say that Ling Feng and I would participate in the martial arts meeting instead of them?"
Long Lingfeng, who was on the side, interjected at the right time and said, "If they don't want us to participate in the martial arts meeting instead of them, why did they go to Lin'an County to beg us in the first place? ”
Long Xuri frowned slightly, and said: "You don't have to worry about this matter, you can wait for half a month to participate in the martial arts meeting, and you two must win the quota for going to the royal capital this time." ”
"Yes. Long Maofeng and Long Lingfeng replied solemnly at the same time.
Long Xu said that he didn't stay long, he left in a hurry, he was going to find someone to figure out why the Long family in Zhulin Town suddenly changed the hexagram, the original two martial arts club places, but now it has become one.
"Could it be that the place you said was less than was given to that Long Zun?" When there were only two people left in the courtyard, Long Lingfeng said to Long Maofeng in a low voice.
Long Maofeng suddenly thought of a possibility, and his whole body was shaken, and then he shook his head and said: "Don't think about it, with his strength, their Long family should have prepared a place for him in the martial arts association, and there is no need to fight at all." ”
Long Lingfeng nodded in agreement and said, "I should also think so, but besides him, could it be that there is an unknown young master in the Long family?"
"Don't worry! It's enough to have a master of this kind of sudden appearance. Long Maofeng comforted himself, but in his heart, he was suspicious of the information he had collected about the members of the Long family in Zhulin Town.
While the two of them were discussing the quota for the martial arts club, Long Zun went straight back to his room, and as soon as he entered the room, he saw Long Zhong following behind his buttocks.
"What are you doing here?" Long Zun frowned, he didn't have any good feelings for Long Chong, and it was not an exaggeration to say that he was disgusted.
Long Chong didn't seem to hear the coldness in Long Zun's tone, and leaned over with a fat face, "I'm here to thank you, the thousand hammer blows you used just now are really powerful, and you taught that Long Lingfeng a hard lesson, seeing that he is a branch disciple in the future, he dares to be so arrogant in our main lineage." ”
The so-called wide heart and fat body means that Long Zun is heavy, and the competition between Long Zun and Long Lingfeng has nothing to do with him at all, but he substituted it himself, thinking that Long Zun was mainly to help him get angry, so he competed with Long Lingfeng.
"Okay, I see, you go back, I'm going to rest. Long Zun didn't want to deal with Long Chong, so he directly ordered the expulsion.
"Hey, wait!" Long Chong's fat hand grabbed the door frame and stopped Long Zun who was about to close the door, "That's ...... That ......"
He scratched his neck with his other hand embarrassedly, his face hesitated, as if he had something to say, his legs rubbed back and forth, and his ass writhed outside the door, like a writhing big meat worm.
Long Zun suppressed the disgust in his heart and said, "Do you have anything else?"
Long Zhong took away the hand that was grasping the door frame and scratching his neck, and then hooked a few fingers around his chest, "That thousand hammer you used is quite powerful, can you teach me?"
Ever since he saw Long Zun defeat Long Lingfeng with a thousand hammer strikes, his heart became hot, thinking that he had to learn the kind of thousand hammer strikes that Long Zun used, and he could also defeat Long Lingfeng.
In his heart, the reason why Long Zun was able to defeat Long Lingfeng was not because the Xuanli realm was higher than him, but because of the powerful relationship of the Thousand Hammer Strike Technique.
Fortunately, he still had a trace of sanity, and he was not carried away by the desire for profit, knowing that he was not Long Zun's opponent, and he did not choose the method of forcible seizure, but came to the door to ask for advice.
"That's it?" Long Zun had a sneer on the corner of his mouth, he really didn't know where Long Zhong got such a good feeling for himself.
Seeing Long Zun's smile, Long Chong thought that there was a door to the matter, and hurriedly nodded and said, "Yes, that's the case!"
Bang Dang!
Long Zun hooked the edge of the door with his foot, pulled the doorknob with his right hand, and closed the door with force, directly closing the door for Long Chong.
Then a person took off his coat, threw it on the chair beside him, walked to the side of the bed in a few steps, and lay straight on the bed.
As for the constant shouting of Long Zhong outside the door, he ignored it, closed his eyes, and lay on the bed to pretend to sleep.
After a while, I heard the shouting of the dragon outside the house disappear, and guessed that the person might have left, so I got up and got out of bed, and left the room slowly, heading to the practice room in the blacksmith shop.
Long Zun has never forgotten about the matter of the Burning Flame Palm, and is ready to take advantage of the fact that there is still a period of time left in the Martial Arts Association, and he will just use this time to go to the practice room to practice the Burning Palm.
Coming to the iron house of the practice room, closing the iron door, Long Zun walked to an iron wall and sat down.
In his mind, he recalled the mantra of the Flame Palm Combat Technique and some line diagrams of the exercises, and the jerky and difficult words were mixed with matching illustrations echoing back and forth in his mind.
After all, the Flame Palm is a Xuan-level combat skill, and after studying for a long time, Long Zun only understood the first three formulas, and he couldn't understand the formulas behind him anyway, let alone understand, that is, the whole sentence of the formula was tongue-twisting to read.
Taking a deep breath, Long Zun stood up and gave up continuing his research, understanding that with his current strength, he could only learn these three types of Flame Palm for the time being.
Taking a few steps back, Long Zun took on a stance and cast it according to the content of the Flame Palm mantra.
The Xuan power in his dantian instantly rushed to his arms, his arms intertwined, waving in a chain, and at the same time, his body also swayed according to a certain amplitude.
As the name suggests, the Flame Palm Combat Skill is a fire-attribute combat skill, and when Xuan Li rushes down his arms to the palms, a stream of heat rises in the middle of his palms.
The mysterious power in Long Zun's body was surging, and he shot it out with one palm, like the water that opened the floodgates.
Wherever the palm passed, the air crackled, and a faint smell of burnt paste followed his breath and entered his nose.
The hand did not stop, one palm imprint on the iron plate wall in front of him, leaving a clearly visible palm print, and the second palm followed, adding a deeper palm print next to it.
The third palm is also the third form of the Burning Flame Palm, there is nothing unusual when it is shot, it is as calm as a palm swung out by ordinary people, this palm falls on the iron plate wall and leaves only a shallow handprint, barely looking at the shape of the palm.
"Huh!" Long Zun scratched his head in confusion.
The first two styles of the Flame Palm do prove that the Xuan-level combat skills are no longer famous, but these three styles are only similar to the ordinary blow of the Thousand Hammer Strike, which is obviously not in line with the truth.
He reached out and first touched the handprints left on the iron wall in front of the Burning Flame's palm, and felt a faint residual warmth around the palm prints.
Finally, he reached out to touch the shallow hand print, and as soon as his fingers touched the iron plate, his mouth immediately hissed, and he gasped, and then, the smell of roasted meat skin came from his nose.
Long Zun blew his fingers with his mouth, untied the soft sword on his waist, and injected a mysterious force into it, and then the tip of the sword slashed vertically on the handprint on the iron wall.
The soft sword was inserted into the iron wall, and it was like cutting tofu, and it was easy to cut a hole, revealing a red-hot iron plate inside.
"It's amazing!" Long Zun exclaimed, and the soft sword inserted in the iron wall forgot to pull it out for a while.
Weather report: The boy who called the rain in the morning came, and the beautiful woman who called the sunny day at noon appeared. But I would say that they are too bad to give Duoyun a chance to show up.
(End of chapter)