I have many teachers

Chapter 192 Squeeze (2\2)

And at the same time.

Gongsun Jing is in extreme struggle.

He replaced all the martial arts secret books and relics he had collected with contributions from the sects within the organization, and engraved various benefits on the stone tablet here, which can be exchanged for martial arts secrets at the cost of these sect contributions. Expert advice.

He had seen that extremely powerful spear technique before, and he was thinking about it. He couldn't wait for it, and compared it with the stone tablet, he found that kind of exchange. The treasure that was obtained by coincidence last time can only be exchanged for two chances.

There was an unstoppable block in my heart.

But he finally understood that this in itself was already a great opportunity, so he breathed out a turbid breath and calmed down, pointing to the line on the stone tablet as usual, clasped his fists and saluted:

"Master, this subordinate..."

But as soon as his finger touched the stone tablet, the words on it rippled. Before he could react, the vision in front of him had completely collapsed. In a blink of an eye, the whole person appeared in a long and narrow corridor among.

Red candles were lit on both sides, illuminating the darkness, and heavy and steady footsteps sounded in the shadows that had not been dispelled.

The intense conquest on the battlefield made it difficult for Gongsun Jing to breathe.

Looking at the veteran who was stepping out, looking at the somewhat broken battle armor, the man resisted the huge oppressive force, clasped his fists and performed a standard Daqin military salute. Although his face was pale, he looked solemn and meticulous.

Then he pulled out the short spear behind his back, and pulled his hands suddenly from both ends, turning into a sharp spear.

In the next moment, amidst the veteran's roar, the spear turned into a raging dragon, drowning Gongsun Jing in an instant.

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Wang Anfeng watched Gongsun Jing disappear.

Because Mr. Ying had told him some things before, the young man knew that the gang leader should have gone to the Tongren Lane to hone his martial arts and would not be able to return in a short time, so he was relieved in his heart.

The right hand that was behind his back was put down and shaken, and he stretched lazily. Just now he pretended to be Mr. Ying, and the muscles of his whole body were tense. Everyone stretched towards the sky, narrowed their eyes slightly, and let out a long breath.

I just feel that the whole person is extremely comfortable.

At this moment, the light and shadow in front of Wang Anfeng's eyes changed, and Gongsun Jing, who had disappeared not long ago, reappeared again. At this time, the young man still looked lazy, and his whole body was a little stiff. There was a little panic in the containment.

Acting, acting collapsed...

It seemed that Mr. Ying's air-conditioned soft voice came from his ears, and his scalp was slightly numb.

Just when the young man began to seriously think about how Mr. Ying would react, he suddenly found that the man in front of him was dazed, unfocused, and did not look at himself. His whole body seemed to have received a huge shock, as if in a dream. In the process, I never came back to my senses.

Just now he breathed a sigh of relief, put his arms down slowly, put his back behind his back again, raised his chin slightly, pretended to be 'Mr. Ying', looked at the man in black in front of him, and felt a little rejoiced in his heart meaning.

so far so good……

It was not until several breaths later that Gongsun Jing came back to his senses, and a complex expression mixed with shock and fear appeared in his eyes.

The charm of that shot just now is still reverberating in his mind until now.

The originally unfathomable Longmen seems to have gradually become thinner under the successive impacts. The hard work of hard work in the past has played its role at this time, and he has already sensed the opportunity for a breakthrough.

The opportunity to enter the third grade.

With this thought in mind, my breathing couldn't help being a little rough.Unwilling to wait for a moment, he first clasped his fists at Wang Anfeng and saluted, then raised his hand and tapped on the line of writing on the stone tablet, which disappeared again.

Wang Anfeng breathed a sigh of relief, but he didn't dare to relax too much.

He also didn't know when that gang leader would come back again...

Almost as soon as this thought arose, and before it dissipated, Gongsun Jing's body resurfaced in front of him again with a solemn expression.

He could feel that the opportunity for a breakthrough was almost at hand.

But he has no way to exchange it again.

At this time, the desire for a breakthrough in my heart is constantly magnified. A warrior must pay attention to the chance of a breakthrough. If you miss this time, you don’t know when you will have the opportunity. It may be the next moment, or it may take five years, ten years, or even in the past. Throughout his life, there will be no chance of breakthrough.

Seize the day and night.

Gongsun Jing exhaled foul breath, and said to Wang Anfeng:

"Master, please give me a pen and paper."

"Subordinate, present the exercises you have cultivated..."

After a moment.

Gongsun Jing appeared next to Wang Anfeng again, and said:
"Hall Master, my subordinates have a military marksmanship... Even if they are a sixth-rank warrior, they are still good enough to fight..."

"This subordinate has a secret technique that can change muscles and bones..."

"Master, there are..."

Until three more times passed, all the kung fu skills he had cultivated were wiped out, but Gongsun Jing still failed to grasp the opportunity to break through. He could only feel that the opportunity was getting closer and closer to him, almost within reach. But it is like the moon in the water and the flower in the mirror, which is beyond reach.

Gongsun Jing stood there with his eyes closed, silent for a long time.

What I heard next to my ears was the crisp sound of the wind blowing through the treetops and the collision of jade cards.

At this time, he was already determined to stop, but when he was about to speak, he thought of his current situation, and thought of his brothers and subordinates in the Jupeng Gang.

Thinking of this secret organization that is about to be born, and there are many masters in it, it will inevitably trigger the reaction of the big families and gangs in Daqin. At that time, if I am not good enough, I will inevitably encounter life and death disasters.

It's not a big deal if I die, this life should have died at the border seven years ago, but if I want to exhaust Brother Zhu's heirs into crisis, it will be difficult to die.

With this thought in mind, Gongsun Jing's expression gradually became firmer. He was not a cowardly man, but now that he had made a decision, he stopped hesitating and said in a deep voice:

"Master, this subordinate knows some secret organization information..."

After speaking, he picked up his pen, thought for a while, and wrote down on paper those organizations that behaved perversely and violently that he had explored over the years. At the same time, he also wrote down his own understanding of these organizations.

The stroke paused slightly, and then wrote on the last line:
"In Beiwu City, traces of Baihutang were found. One of them is the shopkeeper of Shitouzhai, an ancient jade shop. He has a good relationship with another chamber of commerce, and he is suspected to be in the same party."

He raised his wrist and stopped writing, and the ink dripped on the white paper.

In Shaolin Temple.

Realizing that there seemed to be no remaining value to be squeezed out of Gongsun Jing, the green-clothed scribe snorted disdainfully and raised his finger casually.

All the suppression that was originally blessed on the former disappeared.

In Tongren Lane, Gongsun Jing's eyes lighted slightly, and he felt that the dull thoughts just now became clear in an instant, and all kinds of sentiments burst into his heart in an instant, smashing a crack in the pass, and his emotions surged. There was a whistle, the wrist shook, and the spear shot through the air.

It was actually as iron-blooded and tenacious as that veteran.

The scribe raised his brows slightly, as if a little surprised, this slight emotional fluctuation disappeared in an instant, like Pinghu, the aura in his hands gathered, and gradually turned into a package.

Although he himself is the core of this world, he is also subject to certain rules, in which the aura of each grade is consumed is the same.

But it's not without tricks.

In the hands of the scribes, the package gradually solidified. Wu Changqing smelled the fragrance of the medicine, subconsciously raised his eyes, and saw the blue package in the hands of the scribes. His expression was slightly startled, and then he said with a little uncertainty:

"Sir, this is..."

"A gift from the imperial court to a famous man in the world?!"

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