Picked up a dark secret martial world

Chapter 73 He Did It On Purpose

Hanze soaked in a dense medicinal bath for more than half a month, which not only improved the skin's ability to resist blows, but also significantly improved its heat resistance.

For an ordinary person, the hot iron sand can burn the skin even if it is picked up, let alone holding it in the palm of the hand to feel it carefully.

But Han Ze, although it was also very hot, could barely endure it. He tried to connect the energy of heaven and earth in the acupoints, control them with his mind, and let them merge with thousands of hot iron sands.

Then--

Swish!
Throw the iron sand out.

The ball of iron sand was thrown out and scattered on the floor with no response.

Han Ze didn't care about this. If secret skills were so easy to practice, everyone in the other world would know secret skills, and they wouldn't be so precious.

He used his hand as a spatula to stir-fry the iron sand twice, then grabbed another handful of iron sand and repeated what he had done before.

Practice over and over again.

Because the energy in the orifice is not really integrated into the iron sand, there is no energy loss.

Of course, if he really blends in, he won't dare to use it. The energy in his acupoints is simply not enough to support a single use of Iron Sand Palm, which can drain him dry.

When he practiced for the tenth time, he opened the attribute panel and took a look, and he was overjoyed.

[Iron Sand Palm (Beginner 1/100)] appears in the skill bar.

Now Han Ze was completely relieved.

"Now that I have experience points, even if I grind slowly, I can truly master Iron Sand Palm. It's just a matter of time!"

Next, Han Ze became more motivated to practice.

After experiments, he discovered that as long as he carefully connects the energy in the acupoints according to the secret method of practicing the iron sand palm, and feels the iron sand in the palm of his hand, he can get 1 experience point if he shoots it out when the energy surges.

Of course, it sounds simple, but in fact it is very difficult, because the hot iron sand will disturb your thoughts and make you unable to concentrate, so it is not possible to communicate effectively every time.

Of course, he also tried using cooled iron sand to sense it, but found that it had no effect at all. Only hot iron sand could sense the energy in the aperture.

In one hour, he threw it 40 times and gained 4 experience points.

On average, you can gain one experience point every 10 times.

[Iron Sand Palm (Beginner 5/100)]

At the same time, Zuo Xin and the others over there also finished their first medicinal bath.

It was also 12 o'clock in the morning.

Han Ze explained a few words and then left, leaving the rest to them.

……

Early the next morning, Han Ze woke up due to boredom.

Pushing his chest and legs away, he got up and went to the bathroom to wash away the faint smell of heather. He had a keener sense of smell now.

I opened my phone and looked at it, only to find an overwhelming number of text messages and phone calls. Many people who knew him and those who didn't knew him called him and sent him text messages.

There were questions, admirations, ridicules, and banter, mixed with a lot of insults.

Han Ze was secretly surprised. After making inquiries on the phone, he found out that it was his "provocation" video yesterday afternoon that had spread almost throughout the domestic Sanda fighting circles, and also led to the leakage of his phone information.

Many people who didn't know the truth felt unhappy after seeing his videos, thinking that he was just deliberately posing for videos to attract traffic, so they sent text messages to insult him.

Han Ze was mentally prepared for this kind of thing, so he was not angry at all.

After getting dressed, I left the hotel and returned to the flat floor of Huahui Home. After changing my clothes, I called the airport to inquire about the airport and confirmed the flight time to Pakistan in the afternoon.

In the morning, I had nothing to do and ran to Jingjing Temple, the most popular temple in Zhonghai.

He wanted to see if he could "borrow" some power of faith from Buddha?
After entering the temple, a feeling of solemnity hits you. The three buildings, the Mahavira Hall, the Heavenly King Hall, and the Three Sacred Halls, are splendid. The Sakyamuni Buddha in the main hall is majestic.

Han Ze followed the tourists who were worshiping Buddha devoutly, but he didn't feel the slightest bit of wish power emanating from them. On the contrary, there were only traces of negative energy.Reluctantly, he went to two other nearby temples and a Taoist temple, both of which were similar.

"It seems that when people worship Buddha, they only worship the desires in their hearts!"

Han Ze was immediately disappointed.

However, although I did not "borrow" the power of wish, I bought a lot of gadgets to ward off evil spirits, such as peach wood swords, talismans, Zhong Kui paperweights, consecration bracelets with cinnabar, etc.

Although he didn't believe that swords in the real world could kill the monsters in other worlds, there was no harm in trying.

Along with iron sand, power banks and other items, they were packaged and mailed to Pakistan.

He arrived at Tenghui Building at 12 noon.

Sister Dong Fangfang just came back this morning.

When Han Ze arrived, there was only Dong Fangfang in professional attire in the office, standing in front of the floor-to-ceiling window and making phone calls. Everyone else had gone to eat.

There is a canteen in Tenghui Building, which is not only open to employees of this office building, but also employees of surrounding office buildings often come here to eat.

Han Ze walked over, hugged her waist from behind, and said numbly: "Hey, I haven't seen you for a few days. Do you miss me?"

Dong Fangfang had actually seen Han Ze behind her in the reflection of the floor-to-ceiling window glass. She was about to say hello, but who knew that Han Ze came up and hugged her waist without saying a word.

Dong Fangfang's body suddenly stiffened, and the first reaction in her mind was that Han Ze regarded her as his sister.

But then he realized, "No! Feifei is a little fatter than me, and I am slimmer. Feifei prefers casual clothes, but I always wear professional clothes and rarely wear casual clothes, and Feifei has long hair. I have short hair, how could he admit it?"

"This bastard, he did it on purpose!"

After coming to this conclusion, Dong Fangfang was very angry.

But the other party is still her boss, and he is also her sister's boyfriend. She doesn't want to fall out with her, and she can't let him get off the stage too much.

In the flash of lightning, Dong Fangfang thought a lot, quickly hung up the phone and said with a blushing face: "I'm not Feifei, I'm Dong Fangfang."

As he spoke, he struggled a bit, but Han Ze held him tightly and couldn't break free at all.

Han Ze hugged her but didn't let go. He pressed his face against the side of her face and said, "Don't lie to me. You are Feifei. Even the perfume smells exactly the same."

"Oh~ I'm not!" Dong Fangfang was softened by Han Ze's intimacy, and she let out a grunting sound, "Gasoline got on me yesterday, and the smell of my perfume was too weak to cover it up. ...I just used Feifei..."

"You...if you don't let go, I'm going to scream!"

Dong Fangfang was already angry and said angrily: "You know why you still don't let go?"

"Oh oh oh~"

Han Ze calmly released his right hand from around his waist and took out his left hand.

Before Dong Fangfang got angry, Han Ze immediately changed the subject and said: "I'm going to fly to Zhongd at two o'clock in the afternoon, and I will stay there for the next month. You also know that the signal there is not good, and the phone may not be able to If I can’t get through, I’ll let you know in advance and be mentally prepared.”

"I know." Dong Fangfang smoothed her messy hair, then stared at Han Ze and said bitterly: "I'm warning you, if you do it again..."

Before Dong Fangfang finished speaking, Han Ze asked: "By the way, have you encountered any trouble during the past few days of shooting? I watched your video last night, but why is one video missing?"

Han Ze's trick worked as expected. The self-media studio now belongs to Dong Fangfang. She could only temporarily put aside her "personal grudges" and said angrily: "It must have been the owner of the Suyou gas station who took it off the shelves after being complained... …”

Dong Fangfang told Han Ze what she had experienced in the past few days.

……

At 02:30 in the afternoon, Han Ze boarded a plane bound for Lansburgh, the capital of Pakistan.

Through yesterday's experiment, we already know that in the real world, it is a feasible way to gain fanatic followers by showing off one's own strength, but the speed is too slow and does not conform to his current development path.

So he planned to go to Bastan to try and find another way.

At the same time, Weiwutang Women's Fight Club received registration challenge calls from all over the country.

(End of this chapter)