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When Liu Zihong said this, Zhuo Wenxuan was opposite him, after hearing this, he couldn't help but be slightly stunned, and then took a sip of the teacup, savored it, and sighed after a long time: "This is wonderful!"

The scorching sun is sinking in the west, the temperature has not weakened at all, Liu Zihong finished sweeping the ground and came to Zhuo Wenxuan's side to drink a bowl of good tea as usual, Zhuo Wenxuan's meaning is also obvious, if Liu Zihong doesn't want to gamble in this fight, then he can be a peacemaker, presumably Wei Chengqi still wants to give him this face.

The result was similar to what he thought, Liu Zihong rejected his proposal, Zhuo Wenxuan was nervous and relieved in his heart, he was nervous and relieved, he was very likely to give his life because of the nervousness, but it was relieved that Liu Zihong once said: "Scholars, but also have the integrity of scholars!"

Although Liu Zihong is still a handyman, Zhuo Wenxuan does not look down on him at all, whether in terms of knowledge or speech, the plainly dressed young man in front of him with an indifferent face has surpassed the vast majority of people in the academy.

Until the two separated, Zhuo Wenxuan never spoke to persuade again, and opened his mouth a few times to say something, but when he saw Liu Zihong, who was drinking tea by himself with an indifferent face, he swallowed it back into his stomach, and when he finally made up his mind, he could only see the back of Liu Zihong leaving.

"Hey ......"

"If someone opens the market, I will win by the way with a few taels of silver!" Liu Zihong waved his hand to the back and carried the broom away.

Zhuo Wenxuan sighed again, carefully packed up his tea set, and the dozing attendant who was standing in the distance quickly ran over, picked up the small table, and picked up the two cushions on the ground by the way.

In addition to work, Liu Zihong spends a lot of time cultivating Jiuyang Divine Skill every day, but unfortunately he is like a man with empty body strength, and he will never be able to exert his strongest combat power, and cultivating Jiuyang Divine Skill is like increasing his own strength.

If he can't find any more way, even if he can't die at that time, he will definitely not be happy, he is not Chen Wolf's opponent, Liu Zihong is clear in his heart.

"Uhhhh

"What's going on?" Liu Zihong quickly flashed out of the room, just in time to see Mu Shi dodging, trying to hide his bloody left hand behind his back.

"No... It's okay, I accidentally fell!" Mu Shi didn't dare to look directly at Liu Zihong's eyes, and his voice was a little stammering.

After Mu Shi's hand was obviously penetrated by a sharp weapon, a large hole was cut, and a large amount of blood came out, dripping on the ground, this is to abolish this hand.

Liu Zihong stretched out his hand and pulled him over, and Jiuyang True Qi passed through the meridians into Mu Shi's hand, and after only a few minutes, the wound had begun to solidify and scab.

The seal from the Divine Punishment Family automatically emerged, cleaning up the blood stains on the wood and stone.

In fact, even if Mu Shi doesn't say it, Liu Zihong probably knows what the situation is, but unfortunately it's useless to say anything now, as long as he loses in the duel with Chen Wolf, then it is a luxury to come down alive.

Many people who predicted the 'ending' in advance have become more and more presumptuous in the past few days, which is probably the price that Mu Shi paid for his 'disobedience' during this time.

patted Mu Shi on the shoulder, unless he could kill Chen Wolf in the ring, everything was empty talk and had no meaning.

Sitting in the room, feeling the itching sensation coming from the palm of his hand, Mu Shi knew that the wound was recovering quickly, and couldn't help but think of the energy that helped him recover quickly, as well as the big seal, Liu Zihong's already somewhat mysterious figure became taller and taller.

Next door, Liu Zihong was already lying on the bed, closing his eyes, thinking about Feng Lingce, and soon entered the soul space, and opened Feng Lingce very skillfully.

Sure enough, unlike the previous times, the Divine Punishment Seal automatically appeared in his hand, and there was a faint red luster flashing on it, which also increased Liu Zihong's confidence.

Taking a deep breath, the Divine Punishment Seal was firmly covered on Feng Lingce, and as expected, four faint words of 'Liu Zihongyin' appeared in front of him, and in the same milky white light, what appeared was two fingers long, half a finger wide, and a cyan jade slip.

Holding it in the palm of his hand, he pinched it heavily, but unfortunately now it is the soul body and does not feel anything, this grade does not look as good as the jade slip of Jiuyang Divine Skill, Liu Zihong gave it enough expectations.

A few wisps of cyan converged into the soul body, and Liu Zihong on the bed opened his eyes in an instant, and clenched his fist vigorously, and sure enough, it did not disappoint him, the cyan jade slip contained a very simple content, the basic boxing method of Shaolin Temple in "Fuhu Fist".

The basic palm technique is naturally very simple, and it will be relatively fast to learn, if you give a "Eighteen Palms of Descending Dragon" now, it is estimated that by the day of the ring, Liu Zihong will not be able to practice half a move, and this kind of easy-to-use just solves the urgent need.

The ancients were honest and not the rest, the so-called endless road, sure enough, couldn't help but burst out a few hearty long laughs, these days the depression and haze swept away, the whole person is like a long cloud to see the sunrise.

The moves of "Tiger Fist" are already imprinted in my mind, and when I close my eyes, it comes to mind like an animation, and it only takes a little practice, and the remaining three days are enough.

Mu Shi, who was thinking about it next door, was suddenly startled by laughter, opened the door and came out to see that Liu Zihong was already standing in front of the house, put on a strange posture, and then began to stumble and do some strange movements, and his heart suddenly became nervous, and the pressure was too great, resulting in a mental breakdown.

It took more than half an hour to finally complete the first pass, if it weren't for the obvious bonus of Jiuyang Divine Skill to the body, Liu Zihong could be sure that he was going to lie down, but now he just felt that his muscles were a little sleepy, and he quickly returned to normal.

After striking iron while it was hot and resting a little, Liu Zihong started the second time, this time it was much smoother, and the movements were coherent, except for some key parts, which were still a little awkward, and they did not cooperate with the internal strength.

Until dinnertime, Liu Zihong had been able to successfully complete all the actions of "Fu Tiger Fist", although he did not use it with internal strength, but he was already vigorous and imposing.

I practiced more than a dozen times in the afternoon, and now it's only ten minutes to perform once, of course, this is just a performance routine, and the actual combat will naturally not be so simple, but it is necessary to cooperate with the other party to shoot.

He was already hungry in his stomach, and although it was already dinner time, the free meal was naturally not enough to satisfy him, so he called Mu Shi, and then prepared to go to a restaurant outside the academy to have a good meal and replenish some meat.

Originally, I felt sorry for my silver taels, but I happened to meet Zhuo Wenxuan, and someone paid the bill.