Zhang Chu finished practicing the Nine Styles of Mangniu Jin, and sweated profusely and took the sweat towel from Fu Bo's hand.

Liang Wufeng, who was sitting on the sheepskin chair, stroked his beard and nodded happily: "Yes, I'm not lazy!"

Zhang Chu wanted to roll his eyes at this little old man who was getting bigger and bigger.

Slack off?

With just nine shameful postures, the master has to practice over and over again for five or six hours a day, okay!

In this world, can you find an apprentice who is more diligent than the master?

Other apprentices, even if they want to be as diligent as the master, do they have this condition?

Liang Wufeng: "How much qi and blood can you control now?"

Zhang Chu thought about it, hesitated and said, "It should be close to five!"

"Fifty percent?"

Liang Wufeng's hand stroking his beard froze suddenly, and finally he couldn't hold back his face, revealing a look of amazement, "You practice reckless bull strength, less than a month?"

Zhang Chu nodded: "It's less than a month, but the disciple's blood is ...... You know it. ”

That's why he hesitated.

In fact, he can now control sixty percent of his blood!

It's just that in order to avoid shocking the world, he deliberately said less.

But even fifty percent is amazing enough!

Other martial arts apprentices build a foundation, which step is a small improvement, not in years?

When he arrived, it became a small improvement in three days, a major improvement in five days, and two months of hard work for several years of hard work for other martial arts apprentices.

Fortunately, he set up an ambush in advance, and pushed all the unexplained anomalies onto his blood and qi anomalies.

Liang Wufeng said vaguely: "It should be like this!"

He's old, but he's not stupid.

Why didn't he realize that Zhang Chu's refinement speed had far exceeded the scope that "blood qi abnormality" could explain?

But he hadn't seen other martial arts apprentices with abnormal blood, who knew what martial arts apprentices with abnormal blood and qi were like?

What if it's Zhang Chu's case?

Besides, he's a bad old man with loess buried in the root of his neck, what's the point of delving into so much?

Instead of delving into Zhang Chu so much, it is better to maintain the current master-apprentice relationship, and after a hundred years, Zhang Chu can still look at his face and help him Liang family.

"You're already halfway through your qi and blood control, and you can enter the boxing method!"

Liang Wufeng said.

Zhang Chu looked at him in surprise: "Can you enter the boxing method now?" I thought that I had to wait until the qi and blood were in control before I could enter the boxing method!"

Liang Wufeng glared at him angrily: "Do you think that everyone is like you, and in just two or three months, you can practice to the point where you are now?"

The implication is that the other martial arts apprentices have built the foundation to the point of Zhang Chu, and it has been several years, and after such a long time, it is time to learn some fists and feet.

Liang Wufeng turned his head and nodded at Fu Bo.

Fauber understood, turned around and walked towards the main hall.

Liang Wufeng: "What I learned for my teacher is the family martial arts of the Lin family of the Xuanbei Weiyuan Dart Bureau, without the permission of the Lin family, it cannot be passed on, and there is only one "Black Tiger Fist" obtained in the early years, which can be passed on to you!"

"This boxing move is clumsy, powerful and heavy, the most fierce, you learn it, you can use it to continue to boil the muscles and bones, and you can rely on it to resist the enemy, do not wait slowly. ”

"Black Tiger Fist?"

Zhang Chu felt familiar when he heard this name, and when he thought about it, he remembered that Zhao Changhui had said that Liu Wu's famous stunt was Black Tiger Boxing!

Facing Liang Wufeng, he had nothing to hide, and immediately said the question in his heart, "Master, my hall master Liu Wu, it seems that he also practices Black Tiger Boxing!"

"I don't know ...... this teacher"

Liang Wufeng stroked his beard, and suddenly said softly: "However, the Black Tiger Fist was created by the previous champion Hou Huoqing, and it is now the foundation boxing method for the Zhenbei Army. ”

"This Black Tiger Boxing book for the teacher was obtained from a Zhenbei soldier who fell into the grass in the early years, and it was purely a coincidence!"

Zhang Chu's heart suddenly changed, "Master, what do you mean...... Hall Master Liu, born in the Zhenbei Army?"

Liang Wufeng's face did not move at all, and he replied lightly: "I didn't say anything for the teacher!"

Zhang Chu understood, this little old man must know something, but it was inconvenient to talk to him.

However, the fact that Liu Wu may have been born in the Zhenbei Army alone is enough for him to deduce a lot of things.

He bowed and thanked Liang Wufeng for his guidance.

After a while, Fu Bo took a wooden box more than a foot long and handed it to Zhang Chu.

Liang Wufeng: "You can take the boxing book, and send the original back after copying it...... Remember, the Black Tiger Boxing can be pondered more, but the reckless bull's strength cannot be lost, you must know that if you don't practice boxing, you will be empty when you get old!"

Zhang Chu held the wooden box with both hands, and cherished it to the end: "The disciple respects the master's teachings, and he dare not forget them!"

Liang Wufeng bowed his head: "It's not too early, I won't leave you to eat as a teacher, go, if there is anything I don't understand, come and ask ...... teacher."

Zhang Chu: ......

Little old man, you're enough!

Isn't it just the last time I accidentally ate your seven steamed buns plus a pot of polished rice?

Do you need to be so obsessed?

......

Zhang Chuhuai went home with a wooden box, and before he entered the door, he heard Li Gouzi's voice.

"It's not that Brother Dog brags to you, just you little bastards, it's not enough for you Brother Dog to cut it together!"

"Also, don't look at Chu Ye's good words, just ask him for this and that all day long, let me tell you, Chu Ye is ruthless, it's terrifying!"

"Don't believe me?"

"Humph!"

"I think that at the beginning, Chu Ye took me and the second child to cut Cheng Da Niu...... Cheng Daniu, have you all seen it?"

"That guy is tall and big, and his arms are thicker than my thighs!"

"When that guy saw Chu Ye at that time, he was so scared that he was going to run away!"

Chu Ye rushed up, kicked him over, and held him down on the head with a knife, and stabbed that guy through the neck on the spot...... That blood is higher than a man!"

Zhang Chu listened to it with a lot of relish in the front, but when he heard it in the back, he felt that something was wrong...... That idiot, these words, can you say them at home?

What should I do if I scare his wife?

"Smack. ”

Zhang Chu kicked open the courtyard door and walked in with a tiger face.

In the yard, Li Gouzi, who was sitting on the grinding plate and bragging, was startled when he saw him, and hurriedly jumped down from the grinding plate and took a posture of Zama step.

The dozen or a half children who sat around the mill and listened to his bragging also dispersed, and continued to jump rope and do push-ups one by one......

At a young age, all of them are acting schools!

Zhang Chu ignored them, swept his eyes, and sure enough, he found the pale-faced old lady in the corner, and immediately turned around and glared at Li Gouzi fiercely.

"Mother, what are you busy with?"

He secretly scolded Li Gouzi in his heart, and walked to Zhang's side with a smile on his face and sat down.

Zhang was holding a dustpan with some beans in it, presumably preparing to stew meat for them in the evening.

"It's nothing, I'm going to prepare dinner for the boys!"

She forced a smile as if nothing happened, trying not to let her son see the panic on her face.

Zhang Chu sighed in his heart.

is like this when a parent is like this, Li Gouzi's words, others only think how majestic and ruthless he is, but when it falls into the ears of the old lady, they only feel how dangerous their son is.

Pity the hearts of parents all over the world......

Zhang Chu didn't explain anything, just sat next to her and helped her pick moldy beans while telling her about what she had seen and heard in the cattle and sheep market.

He didn't hate the feeling of being scared about everything.

Really not annoying.

Comforting the good old lady, Zhang Chu slowly turned to Li Gouzi with his arms in his arms, and stared at him with an unkind face: "Okay, Brother Dog, why didn't you find out before, you are so eloquent?"

Li Gouzi, who was walking on a horse, showed a smile that was more ugly than crying.

He's coming back to his senses now.

This matter, I really can't blame him for the lack of tendons in his brain, he didn't have a father and mother when he was a teenager, and he has been struggling alone for so many years, and he has long forgotten what it feels like to have his father and mother worried all the time.

Zhang Chu didn't really blame him, stared at his horse step for a while, and suddenly kicked him on the ankle.

"Ouch!"

Li Gouzi screamed and fell to the ground.

Zhang Chu scolded with a calm face: "Zama step, pay attention to a stable word! It's not a good look!"

Li Gouzi scratched his head, got up to adjust his posture, and tied it again.

Zhang Chu observed for a while, and noticed that there were traces of qi and blood in his body, so he silently turned around and instructed the children in the yard to skip rope and do push-ups.

These children are the little beggars that Zhang Chu has collected during this time, all orphans without fathers and mothers, the youngest is eleven years old, and the oldest is thirteen years old.

They are in the stage of growing their bodies, and it is too early to teach them to stand on the pile.

Zhang Chu looked at their yellow muscles, so he first taught them to do these basic exercises to exercise their bodies, with a large amount of meat, and lay a good foundation for their bodies first.

After turning around, a thought suddenly popped up in Zhang Chu's heart: "It's time to hire a teacher for them." ”

He didn't do a good deed by taking these children away.

There is no such practice of taking home and raising good deeds.

He gathered these children in order to cultivate a group of henchmen for future use.

It wasn't a whim, it was a deliberate decision.

Now the plates under his hands are getting bigger and bigger, and the shortage of manpower is getting tighter and tighter, but the people who are willing to come to him are all idle ruffians.

Of course, it's not impossible to use the ruffians, but they can't stand the big use, and if you give them a little power, you will have two moths in three days!

Moreover, as he gradually started practicing martial arts, he paid more and more attention to force, and he was also determined to have a group of powerful diehards!

It's not a ruffian hooligan who can only bully and bully ordinary people!

It's a high-level martial artist who can sit on one side!

But a ready-made entry-level martial artist, he can't afford it now!

If you can afford it, he won't dare to ask!

When someone is invited, is he in charge, or is the other party in charge?

He is in charge, what if the other party has a different heart and slashes him to death?

Left and right are in a dilemma......

In the end, Zhang Chu simply put his heart sideways and didn't ask for help!

If you can't afford it, you can't feed it, so can Lao Tzu cultivate it himself?

Isn't it just a matter of spending more time, energy and money?

What he has is money and time!