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

Chapter 45 Provocation!

"Yes."

The disciples left.

Pan Mingzhong looked at Zhang Lingshan with complicated eyes.

"Have they all gone far?" asked Hong Zhengdao.

"Gone far away."

"close the door."

After the door was closed, Hong Zhengdao asked Zhang Lingshan to sit in front of him and asked, "I heard that Hongying Martial Arts School approached you. This is not a treatment that everyone has. Why did you reject them?"

Zhang Lingshan couldn't help but be surprised. He didn't expect that Hong Zhengdao even knew this. It showed that although he didn't go out, he had his own channels of information.

No wonder he said Zhao Qing had already found a way.

But since he knew everything, why did he still propose that Zhao Qing marry Hong Wenjuan? Was it a test or...

Thinking quickly, Zhang Lingshan said, "Hongying Martial Arts School is not sincere enough. If Zhao Hongying invited me personally, I might have gone there."

Hong Zhengdao was stunned for a moment, then laughed: "Hahaha, you are interesting. I felt a strong liking for you the first time I saw you. You really suit my taste. How do you think of the Blood Claw Hand? How many days will it take to get started?"

"If I had the same monster meat as today, I think it wouldn't take long for me to get started." Zhang Lingshan said.

Hong Zhengdao gave him a deep look and said, "You already know about the monster meat. It seems that you have been through some things in Feng's medicine shop. But you are wrong. What you eat here is not monster meat."

"What is that?" Zhang Lingshan asked.

Hong Zhengdao shook his head: "With your current strength, you can't eat too much. Knowing more will not do you any good. But if you think the meat is useful, I can provide you with a meal every two days."

"Thank you, Master."

"Don't worry about thanking me. Just like I asked you to move into Hongwu Street before, I also have a request for you. Can you practice the Blood Claw Hand to the entry level before the Lantern Festival?"

"can!"

"Very good. After you get started, I will let Xiao Ming be your sparring partner, and we will try to train your body directly by the end of January. With your talent, as long as you work hard, it shouldn't be a problem."

"Yes, Master."

Zhang Lingshan was pleasantly surprised. It seemed that after the eldest disciple Zhao Qing left, Master Hong planned to help him take the position. He spared no effort to help him, hoping that he could speed up and surpass him.

This is certainly a good thing for me.

However, it will also make you a target of public criticism.

A tree that stands out in the forest will be destroyed by the wind.

"The hill."

Hong Zhengdao suddenly looked serious and whispered, "Pan Mingzhong is narrow-minded and extremely jealous. You have to be careful of him."

Zhang Lingshan was stunned.

Are you jealous?

He looked into Hong Zhengdao's deep eyes and found that he had no idea what this burly old man with thick eyebrows and big eyes was thinking.

But it is certain that the reason he asked me to be wary of Pan Mingzhong was not out of jealousy.

"Yes Master, I will be careful."

Zhang Lingshan agreed without speculating too much about Hong Zhengdao's thoughts.

He only knew that when his strength improved, he would naturally know what he needed to know. Instead of wasting time guessing, it would be better to seize the time to practice.

"Okay, it's getting late, you should go home and have some rest. There are banknotes in the desk drawer, take one and go back to buy some New Year's goods for your family and some nice clothes. You are my disciple now, you can't live as shabby as before."

"Yes."

Zhang Lingshan opened the drawer and saw a huge stack of hundred-liang silver notes inside. He was shocked at Hong Zhengdao's wealth, then he obediently took one and left and closed the door.

He didn't know.

Not long after he left, Hong Zhengdao quietly sat up from the bed, crossed his legs, held his breath, and did not move.

Silently, his clothes were soaked with sweat, then the heat from his body dried the clothes, and then they were soaked with sweat again.

After repeating this dozens of times.

Suddenly, a subtle sound was heard.

If you listen carefully, you will find that the sound comes from Hong Zhengdao's crippled right hand wrapped in white cloth.

It turned out that his right index finger moved slightly.

"call--!"

Taoist Master Hong Zheng let out a breath, as if he had accomplished something extraordinary. His eyes were deep, and then he closed them silently and began the next round of practice.

……

On this side, Zhang Lingshan returned home and opened the panel.

Name: Zhang Lingshan
Martial arts: Blood Claw Hand (not yet mastered), Swift Wind Kick (mastered), Wind-fixing Posture (mastered), Mountain-splitting Axe Technique (mastered), Red Line Fist (minor mastery), Hunyuan Zhengyang Posture (perfect)
Energy: 26
A thought came to my mind.

The "Not Entered" behind the Blood Claw Hand immediately flashed and changed into "Entered".

At this moment, an inexplicable throbbing came from my heart.

Zhang Lingshan only felt his heart pounding as if it was about to jump out, and streaks of blood quickly spread out from his chest.

Through the shoulder, to the elbow of the upper arm, then into the back of the forearm, and finally smoothly fall to the fingertips of the ten fingers.

"hiss!"

A piercing pain came over him, and Zhang Lingshan couldn't help but gasp for breath.

Then the blood quickly returned to the heart, and a warm current began to flow out from the heart, spreading to Zhang Lingshan's limbs and bones.

As the heat circulated, Zhang Lingshan found that his skin began to swell, as if something was growing beneath his skin.

He rubbed his hands over his skin.

Sure enough, new skin grew out, and the outer layer turned into dirt and was easily rubbed to the ground by him.

“This is copper skin.”

Zhang Lingshan had a feeling and scratched his skin with a knife, but there was no trace left on his arm.

I clenched my fists and felt the strength, and found that the increase was not significant, probably less than 100 kilograms.

This is because his strength is already far beyond that of his peers, so he doesn't think it's a big deal. But if other people knew, they would surely be so jealous that their eyes would turn green.

If you can casually increase your strength by 100 kilograms, is you still a human being?

Zhang Lingshan didn’t think too much and fell asleep contentedly.

The next day.

Early in the morning, he rushed to Hong's Martial Arts School and found Senior Brother Xu Liang.

Xu Liang said that he would stay in Hong's Martial Arts School from now on, so Zhang Lingshan naturally didn't hesitate to practice fighting with him.

What’s interesting is that Pan Mingzhong had the same idea as him and also entangled Xu Liang.

So the three of them took turns fighting.

The back and forth fighting helped Zhang Lingshan gain a lot of combat experience. He gradually integrated all the skills he had learned and his strength improved steadily.

This day.

Zhang Lingshan returned home from martial arts training and found that there was one more person at home.

He is a handsome young man.

It looks somewhat familiar and somewhat strange.

"breeze?"

Zhang Lingshan was stunned.

Isn’t my younger brother a servant in the Jiang family in the inner city? Why did he come back? The Jiang family is so nice that they even gave him a New Year’s leave?
"elder brother?"

Zhang Lingfeng was also stunned.

Is this sturdy man in front of me really my brother? It's only been more than a year since I last saw him, and he has become so strong. It's incredible.

"How did you come back? Do you not have to go anywhere after the Jiang family released you?" Zhang Lingshan asked curiously.

The younger brother said, "No, it was Master Jiang Shaobai who saw that I missed home, so he allowed me to go home for the New Year. It just so happened that the Jiang family was going to the ancestral temple to worship their ancestors and hold an annual exam, so there was nothing for me to do, so I came back."

"It's good to be back. It's good to be back."

Mother Zhang looked relieved and sighed, "It's a pity that your father is not here, otherwise we would be reunited as a family. This year is the biggest harvest year in so many years."

Everyone was filled with emotion.

The family chatted while eating dinner.

Zhang Lingshan said, "By the way, I have asked Master Hong and he has given me his approval. I can teach you the boxing techniques of the Hong's martial arts school. Do you want to learn?"

"I'll learn, I'll learn!" Zhang Lingyu shouted excitedly.

Zhang Lingfeng shook his head: "I won't learn it. Learning martial arts is useless. The warriors of the Jiang family are beaten and bruised every day. It's too pitiful."

"That wasn't a fight. I was probably acting as a sparring partner for the young master of the Jiang family. This is a common occurrence. If you practice martial arts without practicing fighting techniques, it's just fake." Zhang Lingshan explained.

Zhang Lingfeng still shook his head: "No matter what, this is not suitable for me. I am still suitable to accompany the young master to write, recite poems, and read Buddhist scriptures."

Zhang Lingshan was speechless.

Not enough words to speculate.

However, Zhang Lingfeng's body is indeed rather thin, not as solid as his previous body, and he has a weak personality, so he decided not to learn it.

"Well, mother and Xiaofeng, I will teach you the Zhuang Gong, which will strengthen your body without fighting. Xiaoyu is very interested, so you can practice boxing like me."

"I'll listen to you." Zhang's mother said with a smile.

Had a meal.

Zhang Lingshan pulled Zhang Lingfeng into the room, lit the oil lamp, and asked, "How many words can you recognize as a book boy?"

"I know all the words."

"so smart?"

Zhang Lingshan was excited and immediately said, "Then teach me from the beginning."

"Okay." Zhang Lingfeng agreed immediately without saying anything.

Having worked as a book boy in the Jiang family for such a long time, he believed that recognizing words is a basic skill that everyone should know. Since his brother wanted to learn it, he would of course spare no effort to teach him.

So, in the next few days, apart from going to Hong's Martial Arts School to make a living and practice sparring, Zhang Lingshan spent all his time learning to read with his younger brother.

Originally, he felt that the characters in this world were very similar to the traditional Chinese characters in his previous life, except that the writing style of the characters was a bit weird and uncomfortable.

But after being taught by Zhang Lingfeng, he quickly memorized these words one by one.

slowly.

He could recognize about 50% to 60% of the words in the booklet he got from Fang Qiuyue.

The reason I didn't let my younger brother read it was because I was worried that the things recorded in this booklet were not clear. If my younger brother was involved, it would be troublesome.

So I can only continue learning to recognize words until I can recognize them all.

"Fireworks!"

In the yard, Zhang Lingyu suddenly cheered.

I saw the fireworks in the inner city rushing high into the sky, exploding in all directions, dazzling and brilliant.

Crackling.

The sound of firecrackers rang out from every door and household.

New Year's Eve ended in such joy.

It seemed as if the evil spirits were also scared away by the firecrackers, and the entire Jincheng spent New Year's Eve in seemingly peaceful harmony, welcoming the arrival of the new year.

"Brother Shan, something happened."

The next day, Zhang Lingshan was still resting when he heard a disciple shouting outside the yard.

Pushing open the gate, he discovered that this was a homeless fellow martial artist who was spending the New Year at the Hong family martial arts gym.

"What's wrong?" Zhang Lingshan asked.

The junior brother said, "This morning when I opened the door and prepared to clean, I saw Senior Brother Shi Lei was stripped naked and hung at the entrance of the martial arts hall. It was written on it that debts must be paid back. If you don't pay within three days, your hands and feet will be broken next time. Senior Brother Xu Liang also saw it, and asked me to inform you to go see Master Hong."

"Okay. Do you know who did this?"

"do not know."

Zhang Lingshan did not ask any further questions, knowing that this disciple knew very little, so he changed his clothes and immediately rushed to Hong Zhengdao.

at this time.

All the senior brothers gathered together, and when they saw Zhang Lingshan coming, they all greeted him.

The only senior sister, Hong Wenjuan, was also there.

It was only then that Zhang Lingshan saw the face of his senior sister. She was a woman with heroic spirit between her brows. Apart from her big frame, she had no other flaws.

"Okay, now that we're all here, let's talk. They've already reached our doorstep. What do you think we should do?"

Hong Zhengdao asked slowly, without any emotion.

The dark-skinned man Wu Yuanqing shouted, "There's nothing to say. If they call, just answer it. Whoever hangs up Shi Lei, I'll hang him up too!"

"Then who do you think should be hung?" asked Hong Zhengdao.

Wu Yuanqing was stunned and stammered, unable to say anything.

Hong Zhengdao snorted, "How reckless! You are yelling here without knowing anything. Xu Liang, tell me what's going on."

"Yes. As far as I know, Junior Brother Shi Lei likes gambling.

“Although he has not been to Sanjiang Casino recently, he has not repaid the money he owes to Sanjiang Casino. The IOU has his personal fingerprints on it and is still in the hands of Sanjiang Casino.

"This time, the owner of the Sanjiang Casino came to his house, knocked him down, and tied him up.

"The owner's name is Chen Hui, he is at the peak of Bronze Skin, and has recently become famous. He is a well-known genius in the Dajiang Gang. This time he is here to attack us on behalf of the Dajiang Gang."

Xu Liang presented the investigation results one by one.

Zhang Lingshan could not help but admire that Hong Zhengdao had known that he was recruited by Hongying Martial Arts School. Could it be that Xu Liang had figured it out?

"Now that we know who it is, let's beat him!" Wu Yuanqing shouted excitedly and was about to rush out the door.

"return!"

Hong Zhengdao cursed, "You are a flesh refiner, but you go to bully someone who is a skin refiner. If this gets out, won't it bring disgrace to the reputation of our Hong's martial arts school?"

"What should we do then?" Wu Yuanqing scratched his head.

Hong Zhengdao didn't bother to pay attention to him. He looked at Zhang Lingshan and Pan Mingzhong and said, "Since the other party has sent out people from the Mo Skin Realm, then it's natural for you two to take on the fight. Do you have confidence?"

"Have!"

Pan Mingzhong shouted immediately, and Zhang Lingshan followed closely behind.

Hong Zhengdao nodded: "Very good, that's the momentum. Then you two can discuss who will play first."

Pan Mingzhong glanced at Zhang Lingshan.

Zhang Lingshan made a gesture of invitation: "You are the senior brother, you go first."

Pan Mingzhong coughed and said loudly: "Little Chen Hui is just a dog raised by the Dajiang Gang, and he is not a big deal at all.

"As the fifth senior brother, I should have taken action, but I was very happy on New Year's Eve yesterday, drank too much and had an upset stomach, so I really don't have the energy.

"So this kind of good performance can only be handed over to Junior Brother Shan."

He is righteous and strict in his words.

Everyone: "..."

(End of this chapter)