Chapter 20 Reunion with the Tomb Robber

Continuous beating sounds rang out, and several people around couldn't help but look over, some with contempt, some with playful eyes.

In the main house, Wang Minglang got up from the bed, walked to the window, and looked at the people practicing in the yard.

After a while, Qin Jiang stopped, his arms were red and swollen, and slightly hot, and the medicine liquid he applied had been dried by the heat.

He opened the jar of the secret medicine for arm training, picked up some medicine liquid and applied it to his arms, while mobilizing the internal energy of the five qigong of longevity to gather in his arms.

In just half a quarter of an hour, he had recovered most of it.

Looking at the panel, Iron Arm Fist (Not yet started) (6/100), increased by 1 experience point.

He couldn't help but show a happy expression, the practice just now included eighteen complete six leaning arms, which is what is called one practice in the boxing manual.

Under normal circumstances, the limit of Iron Arm Fist before practicing the first level is eight times a day, and most people who practice Iron Arm Fist before they get started actually find it difficult to practice even five times.

Because even with the secret medicine for arm training and arm washing, the damage caused by training will take time to recover.

If you force yourself to practice, you will not become stronger, but you may even cripple your arms.

Those who can achieve eight trainings are all born with strong physiques and excellent recovery speed.

And he, with the foundation of the five Qigong of longevity, can do ten trainings a day, or even more!

At this rate, it will take less than ten days to practice the first level of Iron Arm Fist!

He clenched his fists, felt a sense of skin tightening in his arms, and continued to hit the wooden stakes.

As time went on, the others had stopped and looked at Qin Jiang.

From the initial contempt and playfulness, they gradually turned into a serious look, and then became shocked.

"Qiqi has practiced, right?"

"It's already the eighth practice. I've been watching."

"Isn't he afraid of pain? I couldn't stand it when I was practicing the third time!"

Hiss~

Not only them, but even the aunt in the kitchen didn't rush to call people to eat after preparing lunch. Li Bo outside the door stretched his head and looked at the figure who kept hitting the wooden stake in disbelief.

After a long time, Qin Jiang stopped. His arms were swollen and the burning sensation was no less than being burned by a raging fire.

Even with the internal energy nourishment of the Changsheng Five Qigong, it would take at least seven or eight hours to recover.

He took out a towel to wipe off the sweat on his upper body, wiped off the secret medicine for arm training, and applied the secret medicine for washing arms.

Suddenly, a cool feeling spread along his arms to his brain, as if a basin of cold water was poured on his head in summer.

Looking at the panel, Iron Arm Fist (Not yet started) (19/100)

He shook his head slightly, still a little short. He originally thought he could do fifteen exercises, but he only completed fourteen.

After packing up the medicine jars, the other people came over.

"Brother, let's go eat?"

"Yeah, are you hungry? Let's have a drink together!"

Qin Jiang walked into the kitchen surrounded by everyone.

In the main room, Wang Minglang smoked a big pipe with a surprised look.

Iron Arm Fist was created by him personally. The biggest advantage of this martial art is that as long as you are willing to practice hard, you will definitely be able to practice the first level.

It will take as short as one or two months, or as long as three to five years.

The second level has certain requirements for innate qualifications. Those with weak innate physiques cannot practice the second level. Most of the people he taught stopped there.

As for the third level, it requires comprehension. If you can't understand it thoroughly, don't even think about practicing it in your lifetime.

And Qin Jiang obviously has the hard work and qualifications.

After each practice of the Iron Arm Fist, the sensitivity of the arms will increase, which means that the pain will increase exponentially with each additional practice!

Many people actually have the possibility of practicing six, seven or even eight times, but they often stop because they can't bear the severe pain.

This is actually nothing. Even he, the founder, will never be able to practice fourteen times before practicing the first level!

Inhale!

He took a big puff of the pipe and spit out a few circles floating towards the roof.

Yes, if you can practice the second level, you can be sent to the Red Tiger Gang.

Start with a small leader. I think it will take a few years to be qualified as a deacon.

Knock, knock, knock.

"Master Wang, the investigation you asked me to investigate has been completed." Li Bo's voice came out.

"Come in." Wang Minglang said, and then returned to the chair and sat down.

Squeak~

Li Bo pushed the door and walked in, followed by Li Lang. The investigation was done by Li Lang.

"How is it? Is the foundation clean?" Wang Minglang asked.

Li Bo's face changed slightly when he heard this, and his eyes were a little complicated. He took the booklet from Li Lang and walked to Wang Minglang, "Master Wang, you should take a look yourself."

Wang Minglang raised his head slightly, took the booklet and flipped through it.

He couldn't help but curl up his lips, "Is it Xiaohong's brother? I was wondering why he looked a little familiar, it turned out to be a family member."

Li Bo stood aside and nodded repeatedly, "That's right, if you knew it was Sister Hong's brother, I wouldn't let Xiaolang ask for ten taels of silver, and he got beaten for nothing."

Wang Minglang smiled when he heard this, and understood what Li Bo meant, "Okay, it's not a big deal, why don't you treat him to a meal when you have time? Can I still argue with you?"

As he said, he put down the booklet, "After lunch, let Xiaojiang come to my place. Okay, if you have nothing to do, just rest."

In the afternoon, Qin Jiang knocked on Wang Minglang's door.

"Xiaojiang? Come in and sit down." Wang Minglang's voice came out with a bit of fatigue.

Qin Jiang pushed the door open and walked in, just in time to see Wang Minglang sitting on the bed and putting on his coat.

"Sit down, Xiao Jiang, Li Bo told you, right? We are all family, don't be so reserved."

Wang Minglang said as he picked up the pipe, fumbled around the bedside for a few times, and put a pinch of tobacco into the pipe.

Qin Jiang sat down, hesitated for a moment and then said, "Master Wang, my sister."

Wang Minglang waved his hand, "Just call me Uncle Wang, your sister is competing for the position of hall master recently, several hall masters died some time ago, your sister has a great chance of getting the position.

When Xiao Hong sits firmly in the position of hall master, I will take you to the inner city. If you have nothing to do, you can come and sit with me.

On weekdays, I don't have anyone to talk to."

Since he is Xiao Hong's younger brother, there is no need for him to recommend him to join the Red Tiger Gang. Just by the four words "Qin Hong's younger brother", he can be considered a direct descendant of the Red Tiger Gang.

Qin Jiang was a little surprised. He didn't expect that his elder sister would become the leader of the Red Tiger Gang.

Below the leader of the Red Tiger Gang, besides the chief leader and the elders, there are the other leaders.

It can be said that the leader of the Red Tiger Gang is already a big shot in the inner city, second only to the heads of several families and the county lieutenants.

Bang, bang.

Wang Minglang knocked on his pipe and stood up, "Come, let me tell you about the key points of the Iron Arm Fist. Hard training is naturally good, but experience can help you avoid many detours."

After Wang Minglang's detailed teaching, it was already night.

Qin Jiang walked in the alley, and the moonlight could only slightly illuminate the road.

He looked at the panel, Iron Arm Fist (not yet started) (32/100)

The experience value did not increase much, but this did not mean that the gains were not great. He guessed that the reason why the experience value did not increase much was mainly because the Iron Arm Fist was very different from the Five Animals Play.

The Five Animals Play is a health-preserving exercise that focuses on physical conditioning, while the Iron Arm Fist is different and focuses more on actual hard training.

Because he only increased his knowledge of the Iron Arm Fist, but did not actually practice it, that's why it happened.

But even so, it's pretty good. It only takes five or six days to practice the first level.

Step.

The crisp footsteps suddenly sounded in the alley. Qin Jiang looked forward and saw a tall and thin figure at the end of the alley, blocking the way ahead.

"Boy, in the northern suburbs of the city, there is a thin guy at the outermost house. His name is Qin. Qin something. Do you know him?"

The voice came from behind him. He looked back and saw a short and fat figure blocking his way back.

With the moonlight, he saw the faces of the two people clearly. They were the two tomb robbers that day!