Next to the stream, Zhang Qian stood here alone, his body twisted and bent, constantly doing all kinds of movements that ordinary people couldn't complete at all, and even Zhang Qian's body became sweaty after every move, and the white hot mist rose beside him.

This dragon elephant is like Prajna Gong, especially the original version of the martial arts passed from Tianzhu, and many of the cultivation methods are somewhat similar to yoga, but this kind of cultivation is far more cumbersome and more difficult than yoga, and the requirements for physical fitness are also higher.

With each specific action, the cells in the body will run as fast as an engine, and then generate a large amount of energy, constantly strengthening the cultivator's internal organs, muscles, bones, and even skin.

"Who?" Zhang Qian suddenly shouted, and a fine light burst out in his eyes.

"Ahh It's me, Zhang Qian! It's me, you're so good! Was that just a matter of cultivation? How can you do such a difficult action......" Xiao Jie jumped out, looked at Zhang Qian with excitement and curiosity, and then wanted to imitate Zhang Qian, but he hadn't imitated a third of Zhang Qian's movements, so he sighed.

"It's twisted to the waist. It hurts! Xiaojie said pitifully.

"Well deserved!" Zhang Qian glanced at Xiaojie, how could it be so simple to be a dragon elephant, just a simple action? This requires a combination of special breathing, special meditation, and other conditions to be able to cultivate.

If no one taught it, it would be impossible for anyone to succeed in cultivating this primitive version of the Dragon Elephant Prajna Skill.

"Suck, Zhang Qian, you're really amazing! If only I could be as good as you! Xiao Jie gasped and adjusted his breathing, and said enviously.

Zhang Qian ignored Xiao Jie's words, could it be that he was still able to teach Xiao Jie Longxiang if he couldn't do it? Although Xiaojie had helped him before, he had already repaid Xiaojie during the previous exam. He and Xiaojie no longer owe each other, and now, at most, they are just ordinary friends who are pleasing to the eye.

"Your target is me?" Zhang Qian asked flatly. After all, Xiao Jie suddenly came to his side, if it wasn't for Xiao Jie's target for him, Zhang Qian still had a hard time believing that it was a coincidence.

"No, it's not you! It's Hisoka! My goal. It's Hisoka! Xiao Jie's eyes flashed with excitement, and he didn't have the slightest fear. You know, it's Hisoka, the one who became tai, and he can almost be said to be the strongest guy among the candidates.

"Hisoka?" Zhang Qian's eyes were fixed on Xiao Jie's eyes, but Zhang Qian didn't see any disappointment. Only anticipation, excitement, and a little nervousness.

"You guy, you can't really go and grab Hisoka's number plate first, right?"

"Yes! My target is him! Of course, I'm going to snatch his number plate! ”

……

Looking at Xiaojie's natural appearance, Zhang Qian didn't know how to describe Xiaojie, aren't newborn calves afraid of tigers? Zhang Qian suddenly felt that Xiaojie was really interesting. Perhaps, you can become real friends with him.

"Who! Get the hell out of here! Zhang Qian suddenly turned his head and shouted towards a big tree fifty meters behind him.

…… There was no movement, as if there really wasn't any one.

"Huh? Zhang Qian, who are you shouting? ”

Xiao Jie looked ignorant, and didn't notice that he had been secretly followed since he got off the boat.

"Humph!" Zhang Qian snorted coldly, the muscles of his legs tightened, and then he suddenly bounced up, and the whole person was like a sharp arrow, and he had already rushed to the big tree with a whoosh.

Behind the big tree, a dark-skinned man with a baseball cap on his head and a blow arrow in his hand flashed a trace of horror in his eyes, put the blowgun to his mouth, and wanted to release the blow arrow towards Zhang Qian.

Because this person knows Zhang Qian's strength, in terms of getting up, he is far from being Zhang Qian's opponent, and now he only hopes that his blow arrow can hit Zhang Qian, because the blow arrow is smeared with a large amount of anesthetic, even an elephant can be numbed in the blink of an eye.

"Humph!"

With a cold snort, Zhang Qian's fist slammed towards the big tree hammer that the two of them were able to hug each other. Bang, the big tree was directly smashed to the ground by Zhang Qian's punch, and even this big tree was not able to hinder Zhang Qian's fist, through the big tree, Zhang Qian's fist smashed directly on the person's blowgun, the person originally put the blowgun to his mouth, and was hit by Zhang Qian's fist with such great power, in an instant, the blowgun shattered the person's teeth, and then pierced the person's mouth, penetrating from the back of the person's head.

Dead, just one punch and so killed.

"Ahh It's amazing, Zhang Qian! Ouch......" Xiaojie saw this scene and gave Zhang Qian a thumbs up again. But once again, he twisted his already sprained waist, and he couldn't help but let out a cry of pain again.

"This man's target is you!" Zhang Qian took out a number plate from this person, along with a card with Xiao Jie's 405 number written on it.

"Ah, thank you, thank you. Zhang Qian, I didn't notice him at all. If it weren't for you, it would be really bad! Xiaojie scratched his head and said with a grateful face.

"No, it's just a matter of getting your hands dirty!"

Waving his hand, Zhang Qian put his eyes on another place, frowned slightly, and turned around again and walked back to the stream.

In the direction that Zhang Qian looked at before, five hundred meters away, a person with a sniper rifle in his hand breathed a sigh of relief, and at the same time, she found that her whole body was soaked with sweat: "It's terrible! At that moment, this person packed up the sniper rifle, turned around and left, her target, Zhang Qian's number plate, he would never want it.

"Number 384, do you need it?" Although Zhang Qian asked, he directly threw the number plate to Xiaojie. Zhang Qian doesn't think that Xiao Jie can snatch Xi Suo's number plate from Xi Suo's hand, so Xiao Jie absolutely needs this number card that can be worth a little points.

"Huh? I don't need it! Xiaojie scratched his head, but seeing that Zhang Qian didn't want this number plate at all, he stuffed the number plate into his pocket, planning to find Leoli and them when he had time to ask them if they needed this number plate.

Next, Zhang Qian found that Xiaojie began to cultivate, and how to use his fishing hook to snatch Xisuo's number plate. Zhang Qian was speechless about this, what is the use of this thing? Even if he snatched it, he thought, would he be able to hold the number plate under the snatch of Hisoka?

In this regard, Zhang Qian can only say that Xiaojie is really a naïve guy.