At this moment, Hu Jiaotou couldn't help but get up from his seat, his eyes condensed with essence, and he looked at the young man in front of him fixedly.

"He actually comprehended the divine will of boxing, and he really only learned it for one day?"

The waves in Hu Jiaotou's heart were as continuous as the fist technique in Zhang Mu's hand, and he raised his hand and pressed, "Okay!" ”

He looked at the ill-fated teenager, "How long have you been secretly learning this boxing technique?" ”

"One day." Zhang Mu knew that this was his chance, and as long as he proved his talent, he might be able to avoid this crisis.

Hearing the confirmation, Hu Jiaotou's brows also furrowed, if this is the case, this young man's talent is absolutely extraordinary, and it would be a pity to scrap it.

As the head of the sect, he knows the difficulty of this wave boxing, this is a superior boxing method, just in the middle of the soft, with continuous punching to beat people, ordinary people practice for half a year may not necessarily find the trick, a stealing less than two days can master it so quickly? No one in this Martial Palace's Mansion can do it.

"Sect leader, it's impossible, don't be deceived by this kid, how can you master it to this extent in one day, he must have secretly learned for a long time, and even learned more than one martial art!"

Ma Qi jumped out, and pointed at Zhang Mu with righteous words, the eldest lady always felt that this kid was a thorn in the flesh, but there was no reason to kill this kid, and now the other party is looking for death, he can't let it go.

Zhang Mu turned his head and looked at this person coldly, if his gaze could kill, he would definitely have killed this bastard.

"Zhang Mu, what do you say?" Hu Jiaotou is also a little uncertain, although he is here basically every day, he does not sense the surrounding situation every time, after all, this is in a safe area, not on the battlefield.

If this kid has a special method, such as hiding in some hard-to-detect place and peeking, he may not be able to find out.

"I'm not lying, if the head of the sect doesn't believe me, he can temporarily teach me a martial art and give me a day."

Zhang Mu suppressed the anger in his heart, and said with confidence, his thoughts now are far clearer than before, and as long as there is enough soul power to assist, it will be much easier to comprehend the fist method, and he is sure that he can master another kung fu to the level of the wave fist.

"Leader, don't be deceived by him, maybe he has learned a lot of martial arts." Ma Mo didn't want Zhang Mu to turn over, otherwise he would have to keep an eye on this.

"You can decide what is going on here?" Hu Jiaotou's knife-like gaze stared at Ma Qi, who immediately turned pale with fright and didn't dare to say another word.

Wu Ye also saw that the sect leader had a heart for talent, and he didn't touch the mold, if Zhang Mu really made the sect leader take a fancy to him, he wouldn't dare to do anything.

After all, the head of the Hu sect is the head of the martial arts sect of the entire clan's royal mansion, and his strength is strong, even if the martial king sees it, he has to be polite, where does he dare to offend an ordinary guard.

"Look, I'll teach you a palm technique, if you can learn it in one day, I will believe you." Hu Jiaotou had the intention of inspecting Zhang Mu, and after taking three steps, the momentum of the whole person changed, and the original blade-like aura became like a flame.

"This palm is called Agni, and there are a total of twelve changes." After Hu Jiaotou finished speaking, his palm quickly slapped out, and it seemed that a flame appeared in his hand, and the palm speed was very fast, like a raging fire.

This fire palm is diametrically opposed to the artistic conception of the wave fist, one fire and one water, one rigid and one soft, and it is also a palm technique that he rarely teaches, he doesn't believe that Zhang Mu has secretly learned.

The Flame Palm didn't change much, Hu Jiaotou didn't hit too fast, and it was still over in a few breaths, he closed his palm and stood up, "How about it, do you want me to show you again?" ”

"No, you don't." Zhang Mu shook his head, he absorbed a lot of soul power yesterday, and found that his thoughts were several times stronger than before, and he remembered them after just reading them.

"My memory is good, but what you remember is only the moves I played, whether you can transform them into your own and comprehend the divine will, it's not that simple."

He waved his hand: "Go down, if you come over tomorrow morning, you can also reach the level of Langtao Fist, and I can intercede for you to steal martial arts." ”

"Thank you, Leader." Zhang Mu was extremely grateful, this sect leader did not directly abolish him, and gave him a chance to perform, which deserves respect.

Hu Jiaotou nodded, very satisfied with Zhang Mu's attitude, "Go back, come here at this hour tomorrow to show me your learning results." ”

Letting Zhang Mu leave, he looked at Ma Qi: "You two, don't bother him for the rest of the time, understand?" ”

"Understood." Ma Qi replied unwillingly.

He secretly glanced at Zhang Mu, who was leaving, and sneered in his heart: "As long as you still want to turn over, I don't dare to offend the sect leader, but it doesn't mean that no one dares to offend." ”

Ma Qi retreated and left, and rushed to the center of Wuwangfu.

Zhang Mu left calmly under the strange gaze of everyone, did not go back to the room, but hurried to the slaughterhouse, practicing martial arts requires the consumption of spirit and energy, and these, the newly dead creatures can provide.

Walking into the slaughterhouse, there were two kinds of power, red and white, which made him feel much better, and he felt cordial when he smelled the strong smell of blood.

"Brother Mu, are you getting better so soon?" Luo Lun's voice was a little surprised, he saw how badly Zhang Mu was beaten yesterday, but he saw it with his own eyes.

"It's okay, I'm hard-boned, my life is cheap, it's okay fast." Zhang Mu smiled lightly, and he didn't bother with the surprised eyes of the other butchers.

Those butchers who beat him, he didn't show hatred, first, these people were also forced, and second, they had to come here often in the future, so they couldn't offend them, even if they wanted to take revenge, they had to have the ability to talk about it.

On the contrary, he also helped deal with it, which made some butchers a little embarrassed, everyone is a hard-working person, and if there is no conflict of interest, it is actually easy to get along with.

During the period, Steward Liu came once, except for the usual ridicule and surprise that he recovered quickly, he did not drive him away, there was a free helper, he was too late to be happy, and even thought that he couldn't let the cattle go after the curtain, maybe he could call over to help kill chickens and ducks, this kid also has experience, and he can use it if he is called.

After helping to get it for an hour, all the domestic animals that should be killed today were almost killed, more than the power absorbed yesterday, a little more than he could absorb, and gave him a sense of fullness.

He hurriedly returned to his room, first punched the wave punch to feel more comfortable, and then recalled the fire palm he had just learned, and began to slowly punch out.

At first, it was naturally jerky, but after a few times, it was much smoother, and he felt that his head was very clear, like a cloud of cool air that was constantly strengthening his spirit, and as he continued to practice, the cool air in his mind and the heat in his body were slowly decreasing, and he was absorbing it little by little.

This made him fall into a special state, it seemed that time had slowed down, and he found that the changes in himself were very clear, and he could immediately detect anything wrong with his palm, and he could feel the changes in the flow of blood, breathing, and bones in his body, and it seemed that his body was becoming more and more like his own, and this feeling of rapid progress made him a little addicted.