Feeling the changes after his qi training, Zuo Zhicheng smiled, ended today's workout, and went to rest early.

After a night of nothing, early the next morning, Xiaolan rushed to the martial arts hall, and Zuo Zhicheng took a rare day off today, still lying on the bed half-asleep.

"Brother Zuo, I left breakfast on the table, don't forget to eat." Xiaolan told before leaving.

"Hmm." Zuo Zhicheng nodded in a daze, turned over and continued to sleep.

After Xiaolan walked for a while, Zuo Zhicheng got up from the bed, and in his clear eyes, there was still a trace of sleepiness. After a hurried breakfast, Zuo Zhicheng rushed to the secret base to change his clothes, and then walked in the direction of the west of the city.

Today is the time agreed between Zuo Zhicheng and Liu Changding, and he went to get the translation materials of the ancient characters.

Still like last time, with a hat on his head, Zuo Zhicheng in the alley quickly flipped through the four books in his hand.

Liu Changding stood aside confidently, watching Zuo Zhicheng look through the set of materials he had compiled. Although four months is still a bit short, it can be regarded as his painstaking work, and he basically copied all the information he knew about ancient characters.

There are more than 6,000 annotations for ancient characters, examples and formats of various common sentence patterns. Liu Changding sighed in his heart, he didn't expect that because of such an incident, he had written a good book. It's a pity that there are too few places that need ancient characters now, and even if they are printed in a book, I'm afraid no one will buy them.

Zuo Zhicheng took a cursory look, and with his mind after practicing qi, he only saw it in an orderly manner, and felt that he already had some concept of ancient characters.

"Not bad."

Raising his head, Zuo Zhicheng nodded with satisfaction, and threw the rest of the money to Liu Changding in front of him.

"So...... There will be no time in the future. ”

Liu Changding opened the money bag and looked at it, and when he heard Zuo Zhicheng's voice and raised his head again, there was still a figure of the other party.

……

Zuo Zhicheng's face was as cold as ever, but he felt a little excited in his heart. With these ancient characters in hand, he could finally begin to work on the two Southern Holy Gate Secret Books.

However, although he was a little excited in his heart, he did not give him much time to study during the day, returned to the secret base, put away the translation materials, changed into lined clothes, then leaded clothes, and then put on a long shirt, Zuo Zhicheng walked in the direction of Haoran Martial Arts Hall.

From the outside, Zuo Zhicheng is like a young man on the street, looking harmless to humans and animals. Even if it was a Taoist priest's psionic vision, he could only feel that Zuo Zhicheng had penetrated the innate qi of his hands and head, and he couldn't tell that he was a master of qi cultivation.

Controlling one's own mood, controlling one's excitement, and maintaining one's own disguise, this inhuman calmness, even after getting the translated materials, is still engraved in Zuo Zhicheng's body like instinct.

Walking into the martial arts hall, it was already afternoon at this time, and the students had come to the martial arts hall for 66 consecutive years to practice martial arts.

Master Jiang was not there at this time, but Jiang Qing was instructing the students to practice on the practice ground. There are also some students who have certain achievements who are practicing alone at their own pace, and when they encounter something unclear, they will ask Jiang Qing again.

However, after all, practicing is a relatively personal matter, and most of it still requires your own hard work.

Seeing Zuo Zhicheng coming at this moment, Ah Fei was the first to walk up and shouted: "Ah Zuo, you are here, hurry up, hurry up, come and try my trick Flying Dragon Probe Claw!" As he spoke, he made a dragon claw movement.

Since being defeated by Zuo Zhicheng a few months ago, he has practiced martial arts harder and harder, and at the same time, he also regards Zuo Zhicheng as a competitor with better talent than himself.

"Chicken feet, you." Zuo Zhicheng said: "Wait for me to warm up with a set of boxing." ”

Seeing that Ah Fei and Zuo Zhicheng were going to have a fight, the students around couldn't help but stop practicing and walked towards the location where the two of them were. In particular, some students who have just started in recent months are excited to watch the competition in front of them.

Standing in the crowd, Big Mouth Huang said, "Hehe, I sue you, Ah Zuo four months ago, I knocked him down with one punch. I can't imagine that I am so powerful now, Ah Fei and he will lose more and win less. ”

"It's really fake, Brother Cheng has only been practicing martial arts for four months?" A new young disciple asked curiously.

"Of course it's true." Big-mouthed Huang boasted: "I think I personally instructed him in Sumeru Long Fist." But as long as you practice martial arts hard every day like him, for three or four hours, you will have this level in four months. ”

Big Mouth Huang is right, just like Sanda on the earth, people who have undergone three or four months of intensive training are indeed not qualitatively different from those who have practiced for one or two years, or even three or four years.

The same is true in this world, ordinary people practice martial arts, if they do not have the innate qualifications, there is often only a small difference between practicing for one year and practicing for five years. More important is the body's strength, guts, and ability to improvise in fights.

A young man asked, "Then who will win this time, Fei Ge or Brother Cheng!" ”

Big Mouth Huang thought for a while and said: "Although Ah Fei is also very hardworking, but compared to Ah Zuo, he is a little more powerful, but his courage and strain are not as good as Ah Zuo, I think Ah Zuo will win today." ”

In the venue, as Zuo Zhicheng warmed up with a set of Sumeru long fists, the competition between the two began.

On the other side, Jiang Qing was instructing a child who was only a teenager to practice martial arts, which was Xiao Zhong, who often sent salted fish to Master Jiang.

Jiang Qing looked at Xiao Zhong while stepping on a horse, and looked in the direction of Zuo Zhicheng from time to time, and couldn't help but smile: "Okay, let's go and watch, watch them come back and practice after they finish." ”

"Thank you, Senior Sister!"

Seeing Xiao Zhong running over excitedly, Jiang Qing shook her head, and also walked to the back of the crowd, looking at the two people in the field.

At this time, the two of them were fighting, Ah Fei looked powerful, Zuo Zhicheng looked more agile and fast, he was like a monkey that jumped out, constantly dodging Ah Fei's attacks, and from time to time he gave Ah Fei a cold shot, which could make the other party gasp in pain.

So in an obvious gap, Zuo Zhicheng grabbed Ah Fei's wrist, and after a slightly immature looking grappler, Ah Fei was directly put to the ground.

"It hurts! Hurt! Hurt! Let it go! ”

"Throw in the towel, huh?"

"Admit it! Admit it! Admit it! Let it go! It's going to break. ”

'Yes, yes, in this case, in three months, Dabi should be able to win the top fifteen. I'm really not mistaken, this kid is very talented in playing style, and he is too good at improvising, even if he is physically better than him, he may not be able to beat him. Jiang Qing nodded with satisfaction when she saw Zuo Zhicheng's win, she didn't know why she always cared so much about Zuo Zhicheng's grades, but said silently in her heart: "No matter what he says, he can be regarded as my junior brother, and his grades are too ugly to shame me." ’

The students on the side also surrounded Zuo Zhicheng, chattering constantly.

"Brother Cheng! You're so powerful, can you teach me this trick to regress and close your palm! ”

"Brother Cheng, can I practice martial arts with you every day in the future."

Compared with Jiang Qing, Zuo Zhicheng has improved by relying on his own efforts, which obviously makes other students like and worship him more.

At this time, a group of people walked in from the gate of the martial arts hall, for the sake of Master Jiang and Xiao Jingyang of the Chaoyang martial arts hall. There is also a group of disciples of the Chaoyang Martial Arts Hall behind him, and naturally, Xiao Changhe, who is the senior brother, is also among them.

When he saw Zuo Zhicheng in the center of the field, he smiled at the other party with a little malice. Although because of the battle of Chaoyang Martial Arts Hall, he lay in bed for more than three months after that. But after so long, he finally got here.

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