Iron Mountain Fist!

Chu Xiu's dark copper-colored fist fell from a tricky angle, and the two-headed wolf had no way to escape, so he could only use his body to resist a punch.

Thousands of catties of strength poured down, although this two-headed wolf was about to break through a catty of qi and blood, and at this moment it also let out a wail.

As everyone thought, although the cultivation of the two-headed wolf was above Chu Xiu, it was far from being Chu Xiu's opponent.

Under Chu Xiu's experienced combat skills, the two-headed wolf could only be beaten passively. No matter how rough its skin and thick flesh were, it couldn't withstand Chu Xiu's indiscriminate bombardment.

"Whew-"

The two-headed wolf let out a humiliating roar, and finally fell under Chu Xiu's fist.

After dealing with the two-headed wolf, Chu Xiu walked out of the iron cage with a calm expression and found the seventh master at the reception.

"Here's your reward for today."

The Seventh Master saw Chu Xiu coming and threw Chu Xiu a money bag.

Chu Xiu shook the money bag in his hand, and his brows immediately furrowed.

"Why is it only thirty taels? I got rid of the two-headed wolf in a quarter of an hour. ”

According to the rules, Chu Xiu can get at least sixty taels this time.

"Even though you won very beautifully, no one wants to look at you anymore."

"Without an audience, we will earn less and less money from you, and you will naturally be paid less."

The seventh master spread his hands, revealing a helpless expression.

Originally, Chu Xiu was very popular before, but as Chu Xiu's game became more and more suspenseless, there were fewer and fewer people who liked to watch it.

The beast ring is a spectator competition, and it can't make much money, but now there are fewer and fewer people watching Chu Xiu's game, and if Chu Xiu is paid according to the previous rules, the underground ring will be a loss.

"If you still want to make money, you only have two options."

"The first choice, you try to deal with the beast in the future, it's best to get yourself injured, and then fight back, this is the audience's favorite drama."

"The second option, you can go to the life and death ring, although it is risky, but you can also earn more money."

Hearing the choice given by the Seventh Master, Chu Xiu fell silent.

He did come to the ring to make money, but he didn't want to kill people for the time being, let alone be killed by others.

And those aliens in the ring of life and death, Chu Xiu is not their opponent now, he doesn't want to lose his life for a little money.

Instead of fighting in the unknown life and death ring, it is better to hone and temper in the beast ring.

"I'm not going to go to the ring yet." Chu Xiu responded after pondering.

The Seventh Master said solemnly: "The underground ring respects your decision, but if the audience watching your ring is less than fifty, we will prohibit you from participating in the beast ring." ”

Chu Xiu nodded in understanding, after all, the underground ring also has to make money, right?

Although the remuneration has become lower now, he has saved more than 2,000 taels of silver in the past half a month.

Now that he only needs the old man's Quenching Pill, he can speed up the Human Emperor's Forging Body Fist, and even have the money to speed up the Iron Mountain Fist again.

In order to speed up earlier, after Chu Xiu left the underground ring, he couldn't wait to go to Xiahou Zhen's residence.

After so many days of medicinal baths, the old man has become more and more proficient in immortal skills, and if nothing else, he will be able to successfully cultivate immortal skills tonight.

"Boy Chu, I've already introduced the cultivation of immortal skills!"

Chu Xiu had just come to the martial arts arena when Xiahou Zhen ran over with an excited expression.

Xiahou Zhen was naked, with water stains left by the medicinal bath on his body, his aura was much stronger than before, just standing here made Chu Xiu feel a burst of coercion.

"Great, old man, you don't have to worry about your secret illness in the future." Chu Xiu smiled with satisfaction.

After so many days of getting along, Chu Xiu had long regarded this old man as his friend, and thinking that Xiahou Zhen would no longer have to endure the suffering of the secret disease in the future, Chu Xiu felt happy from the bottom of his heart.

"It's thanks to your kid's medicinal bath, otherwise I wouldn't have learned immortality so quickly."

Xiahou Zhen wiped the water stains on his body, and then called the people on the side over.

"This is the Quenching Pill I promised you."

After handing a jade bottle to Chu Xiu, Xiahou Zhen took out another secret book from his subordinates.

"This martial art is called "Sword Technique", it is a martial art I created on the battlefield, although there is no grade, but the power is definitely not weak."

"If you kid can cultivate it to the point where he understands it, it shouldn't be a problem to pass the later government exam."

Create your own martial arts!

Chu Xiu showed a look of surprise.

You must know that only people with very strong strength can create their own martial arts.

Even the Yellow-level Ninth Rank Martial Technique is not something that a Quenching Realm martial artist can create.

Taking the "Knife Technique" in Xiahou Zhen's hand, Chu Xiu couldn't wait to open it and take a look.

"Knife Technique"

[Raise a knife with the spirit of killing, swing the knife with the heart of death, fight against the water, and survive the Jedi......]

Just by introducing it, Chu Xiu could see the extraordinaryness of this martial art, which was far from being comparable to the martial arts of Iron Mountain Fist.

"Thank you, old man, when I pass the exam, I will invite you to drink." Chu Xiu smiled and directly put away the "Knife Technique".

However, as soon as his words fell, Xiahou Zhen waved his hand at his subordinates again, and shouted loudly: "Bring my war knife!" ”

Hearing Xiahou Zhen's order, a subordinate brought a Tang knife.

This Tang knife is half the length of Chu Xiu's body, although it looks very ordinary, you can feel the strong murderous aura from this knife!

"Knife skills need a good knife to exert the most power."

"Although this knife is not a treasure, it has also killed countless aliens on the battlefield with me, and it can be regarded as a good knife."

Xiahou Zhen touched the blade of the Tang Dao, as if remembering his days on the battlefield, his eyes suddenly became hideous, but he was soon relieved.

"Boy, I'll give you this knife, just a parting gift between us."

After saying his final goodbye to the war knife, Xiahou Ba directly threw the Tang knife to Chu Xiu.

Holding the Tang Dao in his hand, the fierce killing aura suddenly came to his face, if it weren't for Chu Xiu's strong qi and blood, the murderous aura of the Tang Dao would have already shocked him.

This knife can accompany the old man on the battlefield for a lifetime, even if it was an ordinary knife before, it has been nourished by blood for so many years.

Definitely a treasure!

Hearing the old man say that this was a parting gift for himself, Chu Xiu remembered that he and the old man were in an employment relationship, and thought that he could no longer practice with the old man in the future, Chu Xiu's eyes flashed a trace of reluctance.

"Old man, this is a knife that has accompanied you for most of your life, are you really willing?" Chu Xiu asked.

Xiahou Zhen laughed, patted Chu Xiu's arm hard, and said, "If you hadn't taught me not to die, I might have to spend the rest of my life in torture every day." ”

"It's just a knife, no matter how precious it is, it can't match your kindness to me."

Speaking of this, Xiahou Zhen suddenly paused, with an appreciative look in his eyes.

"Old man, I have no descendants, rather than let them follow me to the earth after a hundred years, it is better to find a new master for them."

"This knife will surely shine in your hand!"

Xiahou Zhen had already made up his mind, and said that he would give Tang Dao to Chu Xiu.

Since this was the case, Chu Xiu was no longer polite, and directly carried the Tang Dao on his back.

"Thanks, old man!"