I became immortal in the world of low martial arts

Chapter 5 Talent (for collection)

Su Ping took out a small gray cloth bag from her arms.

Su Heng reached out to take it in doubt, and the cloth bag still carried his sister's body temperature.

Open it up and take a look.

Inside the cloth bag were some fine copper coins.

"I do some needlework on weekdays, and I don't have any place to spend money, so I slowly accumulate...The money can be used for you to practice martial arts, exercise, and buy some nutritious food."

Su Ping explained in a low voice.

Su Heng didn't say a word, but he also knew the difficulty.

Nowadays, the price of goods in the city is soaring, and the work of sewing and washing clothes is very cheap.

Moreover, Su Ping is not able to receive these jobs every day, and the money in the cloth bag will take a long time to accumulate.

"I see."

Su Heng took a deep breath, and put the half-palm-sized cloth bag next to his body.

Pass the bean foam, eggs and sorghum noodles bought from the market to my sister. Today's dinner can be said to be richer than usual.

Sorghum noodles and egg porridge, fried wild vegetables with bean foam.

Unfortunately.

Su Ping was still the same as usual, only ate a little, then put down the bowl and chopsticks.

Su Heng wanted Su Ping to eat more, so as not to exhaust his body, but Su Ping always shook his head and refused.Although there was a smile on his face, his attitude was extremely firm.

Su Heng was helpless.

He also knows that the only way to improve the environment at home is slowly.

Only when there is enough food in reserve can the second sister eat and drink with peace of mind.

At dinner, the second sister talked to Su Heng a lot, telling him to be careful of the epidemic and stay away from others.It also said that Xu Biao's Tiger Head Gang had a conflict with another small gang called the Black Snake Gang.

Both sides win each other.

Su Heng listened carefully, his eyes lit up slightly when he heard this.

……

the next day.

Su Heng still got up early and went out with the bread prepared by his sister.

When passing by the square, Su Heng stopped and saw many people gathered around a ring, and could hear bursts of cheers from time to time.

Thinking of the plague, Su Heng dared not approach the crowd.

Just stand and watch from a distance.

Fortunately, he has a good view from where he is, even if he is a little far away, he can still see what is happening in the arena.

On the temporary wooden arena, two shirtless men were fighting.

One of them was tall and thick, with a fleshy face and a vicious look.Su Heng knew that this person's name was Cui You, and he was a high-ranking member of the Tiger Head Gang. Usually, four or five people were not allowed to get close.

Even Xu Biao had to bow his head and call Master Cui when he saw this person.

On the opposite side of Cui You was a man with short stature.Although the muscles on his body are not as exaggerated as Cui You, they look very strong.

The height and weight of the two formed a huge contrast.

This battle, before it even started, quickly attracted a large number of people watching.

Beside Su Heng, an old man with a goatee was talking to his companion, "This arena was built by the Ou family, and they said it was for recruiting talents. If they can be favored by the Ou family, then it can be said to be a feast of food and drink in the future." Don't worry, you will be prosperous."

Arena, recruit talents! ?

"The Ou family wants to become famous. After becoming famous, what do they want to do?"

Before Su Heng had time to think about it, the two on the ring were already fighting together.

Normally.

The larger the body size, the more dominant it will be in close combat.

But the actual situation was quite the opposite. The strong and strong man was obviously short in stature, but he walked in a fierce way, fighting with Cui You hard to the flesh.

Cui You was tall and had rich combat experience, but he couldn't keep up with the rhythm of the strong man at all. He screamed and was furious when he was beaten.

In the end, Cui You's legs sank, and his hands were like eagle claws firmly grasping the strong man's shoulders.

If it was in the arena of the previous life.

Being caught by someone with stronger stature and strength can basically declare the end of the battle.

However, here, something incredible happened.

There was a smile on the strong man's face, and his hands were clasped behind Cui You's elbows.

A big drink!
His upper body swelled indistinctly, and the fascial blood vessels on his neck and face were clearly visible, throbbing violently.

Accompanied by the sound of violent inhalation and panting, the huge Cui You was pulled up abruptly and fell to the ground hard.

boom!
The strong man flew forward.

Punch down.

This punch didn't hit Cui You's face, but just hit the wooden board next to Cui You's head.

A wooden board with a thickness of seven or eight centimeters was unexpectedly smashed into a huge hole by this punch, and the fine cracks twisted and spread towards the surroundings, and the surrounding crowd cheered with cheers from landslides and tsunamis.

"Blood Refining Warrior!"

Su Heng was also shocked by such an exaggerated scene.

In his head, a noun that his father had mentioned appeared.

In this world, some peculiar martial arts are not just fist moves, but also to strengthen the body.

More importantly, in the process of continuous practice, combined with specific medicines and breathing methods, one can continuously refine one's own body and flesh, and change oneself in a subtle way.

A martial artist who has practiced this kind of martial arts to great success.

He was called a blood refiner.

According to legend, above the blood refining warriors, there are more powerful warriors such as refining strength and bone forging.

But those warriors are too far away for the current Su Heng, almost like legends and myths.

……

in a blink.

More than ten days passed.

Su Heng eats and sleeps in the open every day, and picks medicinal materials on the mountain.

The several "treasure lands" left by jute seeds were picked clean by Su Heng in the past few days.

This afternoon.

Su Heng stayed in the cave, but now there was a little excitement in his calm eyes.

In front of him, the medicinal juice in the soup pot had been boiled, making a gurgling sound of boiling, and the strong taste of bitter Chinese medicine permeated the damp cave.

"The last pair of nourishing blood powder, it's almost time to break through."

Recently.

Su Heng could clearly feel a sense of impending consummation.

It's as if an invisible cocoon is covering the body, with a little force, the cocoon can be torn apart and become a butterfly.

Rows of gray and white writing appeared in front of him.

Humble properties panel.

The column representing the height has already reached 169.5, and now the only difference left is a finishing touch.

"The first talent, I hope you don't let me down!"

Su Heng picked up the soup pot and thought of his elder sister Su Ping, his father and elder sister with blurred faces, and Xu Biao's slightly ferocious face...

Then, he closed his eyes and drank the soup in the pot in front of him.

Gudong!

Gudong!

Su Heng seemed to hear the sound of some kind of fiber tearing.

The skin and flesh all over his body slowly swelled red, and there was an unbearable itching.

After the itching disappeared, Su Heng opened his eyes again, and saw that his skin had a slightly grayish-white color, as if he was wearing cowhide.

Tough and thick.

(End of this chapter)