Jidao Wusheng: I am invincible in my flesh and tear the weirdness apart with my bare hands

Chapter 26: Battle against Stoneskin
So Zhang Lingshan accepted it readily.

From what he understood after practicing for so long, ordinary people simply couldn't drink medicinal herbs every day like he did.

It’s not because we can’t afford to drink, but because drinking too much will cause various diseases, and our health will get worse the more we drink.

Only because he has a panel that can directly convert the medicinal power into energy, thus reducing the burden on the body, can he drink it every day.

In other words, the meals and four-in-one soup in the martial arts hall are more than enough for ordinary people to practice, and there is no need for additional meals.

Then these five taels of silver are just money to Song Dazhuang, but in the hands of Zhang Lingshan, they will turn into energy points, making a great contribution to improving his strength.

Zhang Lingshan naturally would not refuse this kindness to speed up his cultivation.

At worst, I can pay a little more later to show my gratitude to Brother Dazhuang for his timely help.

"Brother Dazhuang, I accept your kindness, but I still need a job, otherwise I will be living off my savings and won't be able to pay you back."

Zhang Lingshan asked again.

Song Dazhuang smiled and said, "You think too much. Let's smooth your skin first. After smoothing your skin, naturally all kinds of people will come to you. By then, you will just think that there are too many things that affect your cultivation."

"Is that so?"

Zhang Lingshan didn't know the ins and outs of this.

But since Senior Brother Da Zhuang said so, then it must be true.

Zhang Lingshan stopped thinking about it.

He calmed down and spent the whole day practicing Red Line Fist, except for rubbing his skin with iron sand and taking medicinal baths.

There is naturally no shortage of energy from spiritual root grass.

As the days passed, our strength improved steadily.

This day.

After taking a medicinal bath at home, Zhang Lingshan suddenly had an inspiration. His body trembled slightly and his skin all over his body was stretched tight.

An indescribable feeling came over me.

"Is it successful? Is this the stage of skin polishing?"

Zhang Lingshan was surprised.

This breakthrough felt a bit too casual, not as big as the previous breakthrough of Hunyuan Zhengyang Posture.

But this doesn't mean that the skin-grinding state is garbage.

It's because the skin is smoothed down little by little throughout the process, which is a natural process and naturally won't cause much noise.

Although the movement is small, the change is significant.

Zhang Lingshan scratched the back of his hand with his fingernails and found that it was as hard as leather. There was no pain at all, just a tickling feeling.

Next he reached into his right hand and produced a knife.

Then use your left hand to tighten the back of your hand and cut it down with the knife.

I saw a white mark on the back of my hand, and felt a slight pain.

'This is bullshit!'

Zhang Lingshan nodded secretly.

This breakthrough was not an illusion. The skin was really as hard as cowhide and could not be cut by an ordinary blade.

This means that I finally have some confidence in this world!

He is not afraid even if an ordinary person cuts him with a knife.

From this moment on, he completely broke away from the ranks of ordinary people and became a true warrior.

The next day.

As soon as Zhang Lingshan arrived at the martial arts hall, several eyes were immediately cast on him.

"Dermabrasion?"

One of the brothers exclaimed.

It only took more than half a month, and the skin was smoothed successfully. Zhang Lingshan is indeed a genius. At least in terms of body recovery ability, he has surpassed many people. "Yes, the skin was smoothed. The complexion is different."

Another senior brother nodded, also unable to hide his shock.

He walked quickly to Zhang Lingshan and said, "Junior Brother Shan, do you know me?"

"Senior Brother Feng Shaolong?"

Zhang Lingshan asked tentatively.

He really wasn't familiar with it.

The reason why I can mention his name is because Feng Shaolong's family runs a pharmacy. I often go to Feng's pharmacy to buy medicine. I once met him, but we never spoke.

What does it mean that he suddenly came to talk to me today?
"Junior Brother Shan really knows me. I remember that I seemed to have seen you once in the medicine shop. But I was busy practicing before and hadn't communicated with Junior Brother Shan. Why don't we practice today?"

Feng Shaolong said with a smile, and then said: "By the way, I am at the Stone Skin Realm, you can hit me with all your strength, don't be afraid of hurting me."

"Are you going to fight?"

Zhang Lingshan's heart moved.

Although he didn't know why the other party was suddenly so enthusiastic, he was not very proficient in the Red Line Fist. It would be a waste not to practice with someone who came to him to practice with him.

So he nodded immediately: "Okay, then I'll trouble Senior Brother Feng."

"No trouble, no trouble. Master has told us that our Red Line Fist's fighting style is based on actual combat. Helping junior brothers is also the responsibility of every senior brother."

"Okay, then Junior Brother, I will make my move."

Zhang Lingshan quickly made an opening move, which was the Baoyang style of first courtesy and then force, as a greeting to the opponent and to show respect for his sparring opponent.

Then, he pushed hard on his feet, pounced forward like a tiger, and punched Feng Shaolong's chest like raindrops.

"Well done!"

Feng Shaolong praised, and without panic, he put his fists together in front of his chest, forming a shield to block Zhang Lingshan's fist firmly.

Then, the two of them fought back and forth, with Zhang Lingshan in charge of attack and Feng Shaolong in charge of defense, moving swiftly in the yard, creating waves of heat.

Although it was winter, the two of them were fighting passionately, as if they were two big stoves, constantly emitting heat.

suddenly!

Feng Shaolong turned defense into offense and punched Zhang Lingshan in the face.

Zhang Lingshan was shocked and quickly dodged, but Feng Shaolong caught up with him and punched him in the chest.

Ding Ding Deng!
Zhang Lingshan quickly took a few steps back, his face slightly red, and his blood boiling.

But soon, the blood and energy receded. He unbuttoned his shirt and looked at his chest, only to see a pink fist mark on it.

Looking back at Feng Shaolong's arms, abdomen or any other part of his body that was hit by him, there was nothing unusual.

It's as if your fist is a ball of cotton. When you hit someone, it can only tickle them but can't hurt them at all.

Zhang Lingshan couldn't help but look stunned and disappointed.

I thought I had made a breakthrough and had been reborn into a genuine warrior.

However, reality gave him a heavy blow.

Even though he used all his strength, he couldn't hurt Feng Shaolong at all.

Is this the gap between me and the stone-skinned warrior?
"Junior Brother Shan."

Feng Shaolong came to Zhang Lingshan, patted his shoulder and woke him up.

Then he said earnestly: "Junior Brother Shan's fighting style is a little awkward, but his burst of power is good. He is considered to be the best among the beginners.

"As long as you practice more fighting techniques, practice more with different people, and see more fighting techniques, you will definitely learn something.

"My medicine shop happens to be in need of some guards for collecting herbs, and there are many good fighters among them, perfect for sparring.

"Junior Brother Shan, are you interested in coming to my Feng's pharmacy?
"I'll give you twenty taels of silver per month.

"You don't need to stay in Feng's medicine shop all the time. You only need to go out when you need to collect herbs. How about that?"

(End of this chapter)