Zhang Yuexi's movements were very fast, Li Xiang finished eating the buns, and he didn't rest for long, and someone came to the door to deliver a special medicine for bone-setting.

"This is ruby paste?"

Looking at the red mud paste in the bamboo tube, Li Xiang was a little stunned, the little boss Li Xiang was fortunate to see a big boss use plaster when he was injured, and he used red jade paste.

According to his understanding, a bamboo tube of red jade paste will cost at least thirty taels of silver, plus the previous twenty taels of silver, for a total of fifty taels of silver.

He has a new understanding of Zhang Yuexi's degree of tyrant.

Ruby paste is very expensive, but the medicine is used for treatment.

Therefore, Li Xiang did not save money, wiped his fingers on it, and applied it to the injured body part.

It didn't take long for him to feel the warm heat.

"Sure enough, it's not a special drug, it's really very effective." Li Xiang exclaimed, he already felt that some of the painful places didn't hurt anymore, and at this pace, he would recover in a few days.

Thinking of recovery, he was not in a hurry to test whether the Heavenly Book of Words could improve the power of the Black Evil Palm.

If you can really improve, then it's best to wait until you have cultivated the Black Demon Palm to the beginning before ascending.

Kung fu is the result of time.

Generally speaking, the mastery of a martial art is divided into four realms, which are the entry, the small success, the great success, and the transformation realm.

It's the easiest way to get started, even if you don't have any talent, it can take three or two months to get started.

But the small achievements after that are not so simple, if you want to become a martial artist, even if you are a martial artist with good qualifications, it will take two years.

If you change to poor qualifications, you may not be able to succeed in five or six years.

Later Dacheng is even more difficult.

In his previous life, Li Xiang's qualifications were very high, and compared with some ordinary people, he could also bear the title of genius.

But even so, he practiced martial arts since he was a child, and it took him a full fifteen years to step from Xiaocheng to Dacheng.

It is precisely by relying on Dacheng's black palm that Li Xiang can make a great name in the martial arts world at the age of less than thirty.

As for the final transformation realm, it is known as the ultimate of a martial arts technique, and anyone who can practice to that realm can be called a generation of grandmasters.

As far as Li Xiang knew, none of the heirs of his black palm lineage had reached that realm except for the patriarch of the Kai faction.

"Even if I rebuild the Black Palm and have the experience of the last time, it is not so easy to step into Dacheng."

Thinking about it, Li Xiang decided to try to see if he could be promoted to Xiaocheng after the Black Devil Palm entered.

Although Xiao Cheng's black palm is not as strong as his previous life, he has that kind of skill, and ordinary people who are idle are not his enemies at all.

Of course, you have to take care of your body before that.

The medicinal effect of the red jade paste is very useful, after using it once, Li Xiang has already felt that he has recovered a lot, at least his normal actions are no problem.

Walking out of the door, Li Xiang was a little helpless, he and Li Ying lived in a small dilapidated house, not even a yard, even if they wanted to practice martial arts, not to mention the facilities, not even the environment.

The siblings lived on Ishimachi Street, which was inhabited by slums, and the street was filled with a foul smell of beggars in ragged clothes.

In this environment, let alone practicing martial arts, it is easy to get sick after living for a long time.

"You have to get out of here first."

Thinking back to the memories in his mind, Li Xiang searched for useful information.

There are 32 towns in the entire city, and there are various streets such as the slum town, the common town, the rich town, and the antique town.

Each of these streets has its own faction, such as gangs of thieves formed by pickpockets, gangs of gangsters, etc.

Some gangs are stronger and will expand their reach to other streets outside of their own streets.

In this way, two different forces will come into conflict, collide.

And Ishimachi Street, where Li Xiang is located, is one of the famous slum streets.

"The Green Bamboo Gang is located on Hongmachi Street, which is a fun street, and although it is not conducive to living, it is safer than other streets."

How can I say that the small leader Li Xiang is also a member of the Qingzhu Gang, and the safety factor on the territory of the Qingzhu Gang will be greatly improved.

The number of houses occupied in each street is limited to forty-eight, and there are a limited number of vacant ones, but there are quite a few.

Soon, Li Xiang found a house with an infrequent owner.

After some negotiation, he finally rented the mansion for five taels of silver per month.

"Next, we have to prepare some things for martial arts."

Li Xiang squinted and pondered.

In the next few days, while recuperating his body, he prepared for the cultivation of black sand, ribbons and other things used in the cultivation of the Black Evil Palm.

In addition, he specially bought a sharper watermelon knife from some vendors.

Powerful hard skills are not afraid of ordinary swords.

If it is a black palm, Li Xiang can break the sword empty-handed, but at this moment, he is not even a beginner, if he wants to defend himself, weapons are indispensable.

Half a month later, the house was empty.

A pot of black sand is placed on the grill and slowly simmered over a warm fire.

This sand is called Black Iron Sand, which is hard and round in texture and is dedicated to practicing hand kung fu.

"Whew." Exhaling softly, Li Xiang tied ribbons on the center of his finger bones and palms with a solemn face.

Poof!

The palm of the hand cuts into the black sand and makes a muffled sound.

One time, two times......

Every time Li Xiang could feel the sharp pain of his hands being burned and bruised, along with these sharp pains, his hands became stronger and stronger.

Compared with ordinary newcomers, he rebuilt again, and many small skills and points are clear to him.

As a result, progress has been rapid.

"Almost, almost."

Li Xiang was silent, and his heart kept roaring.

He felt like he was about to get started.

The most obvious feature of the black palm is that the hand bones are different from ordinary people, and the palm is slightly black.

After more than ten days of exercise, Li Xiang's hand bones at this time are much larger than before, and the strength of his hands is not the same as before.

But the most important palm is never a pale black color.

Li Xiang, who has had experience in his previous life, understands that he has reached the bottleneck period of breakthrough.

Breakthroughs, especially early ones, are relatively easy.

As long as you practice vigorously, the chances of success are not low.

Of course, this premise is to have enough savings.

"Breakthrough, give me a breakthrough!"

Although he had not been in this world for a long time, Li Xiang had already realized that the danger of this world was far greater than that of his previous life.

As a result, his desire to become stronger has never been stronger.

His heart continued to roar, and his palms gradually became hot, as if they were about to be burned by the flames.

The black sand is tumbling, and the palms are wearing.

Usually, Li Xiang doesn't practice more after practicing for half an hour, because he can't be too hasty in practicing martial arts, and in order not to overstrain his palms, he can't practice hard for a long time.

But today, after practicing for a full hour now, he still has no intention of stopping.

The palm of the hand turned into an afterimage, constantly hitting the black sand.

The severe pain could not make Li Xiang's expression change in the slightest.

An hour and a half, two hours......

Two and a half hours, until two and a half hours, his palms emitted a sour itch and scorching smell, and he slowly stopped.

"It's finished."

Li Xiang untied the ribbon and looked at the slightly blackened palm, unable to hide his joy.

Boom!

However, before Li Xiang could rejoice, there was a crisp sound, and the door of the house was suddenly kicked open.

Immediately afterwards, a series of seven or eight men rushed in.

"Yo, isn't this Boss Li?"

"I heard Huang Mao say that I saw you around here, but I didn't believe it, but I didn't expect it to be true."

The man at the head has a big figure and three thick, two horizontal eyebrows and a frown, which suddenly gives people a fierce and vicious feeling.

And at this moment, the man's sneering expression made people dare not refute.

"Zhao Mouse, what do you mean?"

Looking at the door that was kicked open, Li Xiang's face became gloomy.

The man in front of him is called Zhao Hao, nicknamed Zhao Mouse, and like his predecessor, he is also the small leader of the Qingzhu Gang.

It's just that unlike his status, although Zhao Hao is strong, he hasn't actually experienced a few battles.

And the reason why Zhao Hao was able to become a small boss was actually because of his brother who was the big boss.

"Hehe, it doesn't mean anything else."

"Li Xiang, although you used to be a member of the Qingzhu Gang, since you were injured and retired, your position was taken over by Huang Mao."

Zhao Hao clasped his hands to his chest and sneered: "In other words, you are no longer a member of the Qingzhu Gang, so the things you got from the gang should naturally be returned." ”

What did you get in the gang?

After thinking about it carefully, Li Xiang didn't expect that his predecessor had gotten good things from the Qingzhu Gang.

So he wondered, "Did I get anything from the gang?" ”

"Hey, Li Xiang, don't pretend to be confused."

A young man with yellowish hair suddenly walked out and scolded: "What kind of food and silver did you not get from the gang that the gang gave you?" ”

It turned out to be this.

Li Xiang was stunned.

The Qingzhu Gang will indeed issue regular money, and will also issue benefits if they make meritorious contributions.

But that and wages are the same concept, which he and his predecessor deserve.

I didn't expect these scoundrels to come to the door to ask for it.

Is......

"I really don't know whether to live or die," Li Xiang's eyes were full ......of pity.

If these people had come a few days earlier, he might not have been able to handle it.

Can ...... now Hehe.

"What did you say!" Huang Mao was furious.

"Huang Mao, Liwei's opportunity has come."

Zhao Hao watched the play with a smile next to him, Huang Mao used to be Li Xiang's subordinate, but now Li Xiang is stepping down, and Huang Mao is in power.

Now the two are together again.

It's a good show indeed.

"Hmph."

Huang Mao snorted coldly, his eyes flashed fiercely, and he pulled out the machete on his waist and slashed at Li Xiang.

is more ruthless, and he is not cowardly.

The Qingzhu Gang is not only Li Xiang who can fight.

"Fools who only make brute force."

Li Xiang's tone was full of disdain, and his feet stepped rhythmically, easily avoiding Huang Mao's machete.

In addition to their own martial arts, martial artists also know many routines.

For example, empty-handed attack and defense, leg dodging and the like, basically everyone knows something.

In his eyes, Huang Mao's attack was full of flaws, and it could be said that he had a brute strength, and if he really fought, he would at most bully those who had never seen blood.

As the machete swept in front of Li Xiang, his palm quickly reached out and grabbed Huang Mao's wrist.

Click.

A sound of broken bones sounded, accompanied by Huang Mao's scream: "Ah! Hack him, hack him to me! ”

Today's Huang Mao is also a small leader.

As soon as they heard this, the men who came with them glanced at each other, and they all took out their machetes and slashed at Li Xiang.

However, Li Xiang was as expected, snatched Huang Mao's machete with his backhand, and slashed at the front.

Click!

The machete collides with the machete.

With the sound of fierce collisions, Li Xiang fought and retreated, this body was still too weak.

Even after his training these days, he has not been able to let him play.

Otherwise, he would be able to fight against the wind and kill now, and directly cut down all the people on the opposite side.

But even so, the balance of victory is tilting in favor of Li Xiang.

After a while, under his elusive slashing, several men were cut to the ground one after another.

With their strength, they will be on par with Li Xiang in a short period of time at most, and after a long time, they will not be able to bear it.

"How did this guy become so fierce!"

The yellow hair on the wrist that was pinched off was almost scared to pee.

Although Li Xiang was also ruthless in the past, and he was also good at fighting, he completely relied on his lifeless fighting style to break out of his way.

But now it's different, now this Li Xiang is almost like a god, seven or eight men besieged together, and they can all be killed?

How many small bosses can do this strength?

"It seems that Li Xiang has also had adventures in the past few days."

"If it weren't for the recent learning of the fast sword with my eldest brother, I would have been scared."

The expression on Zhao Hao's face was a little solemn, and he was also a little eager to try.

His strength is naturally not as good as that of his eldest brother, but it is not comparable to ordinary small leaders.

Although he doesn't shoot often, it doesn't mean that his strength is poor.

He can be a small leader, but it is not entirely up to his eldest brother.

Pulling out a three-foot long sword from his waist, Zhao Hao directly joined the battle circle.

The long sword flew, a dozen times in succession.

In an instant, the edge of the machete directly turned into a curl.

"Since you are looking for death, then Lao Tzu will fulfill you."

A cold color flashed in Li Xiang's eyes, and under Zhao Hao's stunned gaze, he abandoned the machete and grabbed the stabbing long sword with his bare hands.

"You ......" Zhao Hao didn't say anything, and a big palm far beyond the ordinary palm was directly imprinted on his chest.

The palms of the big hands are blackened, and the phalanges are like the roots of an old tree, which is extremely powerful.

With this beat, a faint, unsightly black gas rushed into his chest.

Poof!

Blood spurted wildly, and his chest collapsed.

Zhao Hao flew out directly upside down and fell to the ground, seeing that there was more air in and less air out, I was afraid that he would not survive.

"It's your turn." Li Xiang's eyes looked at Huang Mao, and his face was still indifferent.

"Boss, boss, spare your life!"

"I was wrong, I was blinded by lard for a while, and it was all Zhao Mouse, a bastard, who tricked me into trouble with you."

Huang Mao cried and slapped himself frantically.

He was directly frightened, he hadn't seen him for a few days, and Boss Li had become so terrifying?

"Do you really know it's wrong?"

Li Xiang asked softly, as if because Huang Mao was the predecessor's subordinate, he was moved by compassion.

"Really, I really don't dare anymore."

"Boss, just give me a chance!"

Huang Mao said in a trembling voice.

I'm afraid, I'm really afraid.

But he didn't dare to trouble Li Xiang, someone dared.

Zhao Hao's brother is a big boss, and that big boss is just such a younger brother, and it ended up in Li Xiang's hands, and he will never let Li Xiang go.

"Then you go."

Sighing lightly, Li Xiang said, "Before I change my mind, hurry up." ”

"Thank you, Boss, thank you, Boss."

Huang Mao nodded frantically, and quickly turned around and walked towards the door, for fear that Li Xiang would regret it.

However, before he could go out, a long sword pierced the back of his head.

Blood flowed down his brain, Huang Mao snorted, didn't even know what was going on, and collapsed directly to the ground, and lost his life in a few clicks.

"Your luck isn't good, I've changed my mind."

Li Xiang said lightly, even though no one listened, he still said so.

In fact, he had planned to let Huang Mao go.

Huang Mao is vicious by nature and has evil thoughts towards him, if he really has a good heart and lets Huang Mao go, he will definitely leave trouble in the future.

Even if he didn't care about Huang Mao's revenge, what about Li Ying?

That little girl doesn't have the strength of his.

"Hey, there's changed."

Suddenly, Li Xiang's eyes stared.

In his sight, the handwriting on the blue book was gradually distorted and changed.

Blackshaky Palm: Getting Started.