Chapter 37: Competition

It's just that, in the fifth punch, Mu Zili was also blasted out, and was hit in the chest by a punch from the Flowing Wind Pavilion Master, and his body was instantly knocked away a few meters, and he took a few steps backwards, with a hot pain in his chest.

But Mu Zili didn't care, when he was in the small wild medicine store, he asked Xiao Ta to suck up the medicine and medicinal materials in the ruins, and the potential had more than three hundred points, and five points of potential were consumed to treat the injury, Mu Zili raised his fist and rushed up, with Xiao Ta as a healing master, this injury will be fine for a while.

"Huh, are you still coming?" The owner of the Liufeng Pavilion was dumbfounded, his punch just now didn't leave his hand, at least it could make Mu Zili suffer some internal injuries, but looking at Mu Zili's current appearance, how does it look like an injury?

Without thinking much about it, the Flowing Wind Pavilion Master punched over again, since one punch doesn't work, let's punch a few more punches!

'Boom'

The Flowing Wind Pavilion Master became even more terrifying when he became serious, and he blasted Mu Zili out again with three punches.

"Poof. Mu Zili spurted out a mouthful of blood, and used his potential to heal again, this time it was heavier, and his five organs were a little displaced, even if he used his potential to heal, it would take a little time.

"What's the matter? is it okay?" The master of the Flowing Wind Pavilion came to Mu Zili's side, brother's skills are still okay, right?

"Come!" Mu Zili stood for a while, feeling that his injuries had improved a lot, and once again bared his teeth and punched the Flowing Wind Pavilion Master.

"It's crazy!" the Flowing Wind Pavilion Master muttered, a look of joy on his face, and he raised his fist again, he hadn't warmed up yet!

"Come on, come on, I was the one who was hung before, and now it's my turn to hang and beat people. "The owner of the Liufeng Pavilion is very happy, this feeling of beating others is really cool, which makes him a little fluttery.

Mu Zili was really depressed when he heard this, his combat power was so bad?

Can't even beat a person who has been hanged?

"I don't believe it yet!"

In an instant, Mu Zili's heart was even more ruthless and frantically blasted towards the owner of the Liufeng Pavilion, and the arrogant aura on his body was a little different, as if echoing the anger in Mu Zili's heart, it melted into Mu Zili's fist, making the power of the 'Barbarian Battle Fist' slightly improved.

It's just that Mu Zili didn't know all this, he only had one idea in his heart, to defeat the Flowing Wind Pavilion Master!

"Bang bang bang. ”

One afternoon, the sound of fists and feet colliding sounded on the training ground, and each collision ended with Mu Zili's defeat and retreat.

However, Mu Zili's fighting spirit has not faded at all, and the momentum on his body is even more vigorous, he has never fought like this, with the guidance of the Liufeng Pavilion Master, Mu Zili is in the same level, and he can already withstand the Liufeng Pavilion Master's more than a dozen punches.

This is a big improvement for him!

Time passed slowly, Mu Zili would use three hours every day to learn from the master of the Liufeng Pavilion, and then use three hours to train archery, during which he also practiced a footwork in the cultivation inheritance, the advanced footwork of the human level 'Bafang Step', which can run long distances, run in all directions, and can also rotate in all directions, stepping on all directions, it is a relatively balanced footwork, there is nothing prominent, but this is also the highlight of the whole footwork!

During this period, Wan Qi sent the proceeds from the auction of the best blood pills, and took away a batch of excellent medicines, supplementing Mu Zili's small treasury, so that he had the capital to keep making medicines and extracting potential, making his life much better than before.

The Ono Pharmacy is still in ruins, and the people passing by are also accustomed to it, and have lost the hot spot, in their eyes, this is a remnant of a dick and a big money fight, except for the little topic that once brought them a little talk, there is nothing worth studying!

The branch of the Ono Pharmacy next to the Pharmacist Guild has also been open for several days, the director and the guys are all people found by Wan Qi, and the owner is still Mu Zili, these Mu Zili didn't care, if the Ono Pharmacy hadn't been destroyed, he might have gone over to see it from time to time, but now, he just wants to cultivate, cultivate, and cultivate again!

On the night of the third day when Mu Zili came to the Flowing Wind Battle Pavilion, he broke through to the intermediate battle division, and the 'Barbarian Battle Fist' had been practiced by him to the realm of Xiaocheng, and the power of the human-level advanced combat skills was also reflected in a small way, and he was at the same level as the master of the Flowing Wind Pavilion, and he did not fall into the disadvantage.

The advanced footwork of the human level 'Bafang Step' has also been introduced, and it has made a lot of progress, and it is much more interesting to learn from the master of the Liufeng Pavilion.

At least to learn, there is no longer the original stiffness, after all, the 'fish flash' footwork is not suitable for combat, that flashing of charge, in the battle seems useless, even a drag, can not play the due combat power.

At the same time, Mu Zili also taught Zhang Ma'er a technique called "Mirage Battle Technique", according to his speculation, this exercise is not simple, but unfortunately his vision is not high, and he can't judge its level!

After a week of Zhang Ma'er's training, he broke through to a low-level warrior, and Mu Zili also asked him to join the archery practice.

In Mu Zili's heart, Zhang Ma'er is the person he trusts the most, and naturally he has to vigorously cultivate it, but Zhang Ma'er's talent is really a bit unsightly!

"Hey, hey, owner, please don't look at me like that, I judged that the arrow just now would hit the red heart, but it was because I was frightened by your affectionate eyes just now that there was a slight deviation, you say, is it your fault?"

The Flowing Wind Pavilion Master looked at the iron arrow fifty meters out speechlessly, and then looked at the red heart at a hundred meters, and really couldn't understand whether this 'slight deviation' meant that he had a problem with his understanding, or if he had a problem with his eyes!

Could it be that his eyes have been practiced to the point where he can charm young men?

"Today's practice, if you don't practice to a thousand arrows, you won't have anything to eat tonight!" The corners of the Liufeng Pavilion Master's mouth twitched, he had serious doubts about his teaching for the first time, and he didn't have any hope for Zhang Ma'er's future, this is no longer something that people can change, but it is innate, and it is incompatible with the arrow!

"A thousand arrows, Pavilion Master, how big is your mouth? Why don't you know the truth that you have to eat one bite at a time?" Zhang Ma'er immediately jumped up and looked at the Liufeng Pavilion Master indignantly.

The owner of the Flowing Wind Pavilion looked at the sky with his eyes, and the white clouds seemed to be different from yesterday!

"Pavilion Master, you can't abuse children, although I admire you very much, but if you dare to withhold my food, I will definitely fight with you!" Zhang Ma'er said in pieces, and the Flowing Wind Pavilion Master stood still.

"Pavilion master, can you turn a blind eye, my arm is going to break!"

"Pavilion master, I can't do it anymore, can I owe it first?

"Pavilion master, don't plant it in my hands, or I'll let you taste it!"

"Well, okay, I'll continue to practice a thousand arrows tomorrow!" said the Flowing Wind Pavilion Master with a somewhat puzzled expression, as if there was some mysterious treasure there!

"Don't, don't, hall master, I'll practice, I'll continue to practice!"

Under the scorching sun, Zhang Ma'er was sweating profusely and practicing archery, while the Flowing Wind Pavilion Master was looking at the white clouds in the sky, because he really couldn't stand it.