Chapter 29 Advanced Zhenwu (Please read on, thank you!)
Qin Jiang roared in his mind. This time, he didn't even summon the panel.
[Iron Arm Fist (Second Level) (22/300), Experience Value +300]
[Iron Arm Fist (Second Level) is upgraded to Iron Arm Fist (Third Level)]
[Iron Arm Fist (Third Level) (22/400)]
[Potential Points: 6.4]
A tingling sensation came from all over his body. His arms recovered in the blink of an eye, and then became more resilient. The fractures in his chest were also repaired quickly.
His physical strength also improved. Although it was not as great as his arms, it was more than 50% stronger.
In mid-air, Qin Jiang suddenly stretched out his left arm and inserted it into the ground. While plowing a shallow groove, he exerted force and his body suddenly drew an arc.
Whoosh!
Li Songzheng's figure crashed past him, leaving a human-shaped hole directly on the courtyard wall.
It is conceivable how outrageous the force of this blow was!
If he hits him, he might break a few more bones.
Whoosh!
Li Songzheng's figure returned, his arms spread out, his hands turned into eagle claws, and he pounced on Qin Jiang!
Without any hesitation, Qin Jiang put his right hand into his pocket, took out a few fire bombs and threw them at Li Songzheng, and threw smoke bombs at his feet.
Boom boom boom! ! !
A series of explosions sounded, and the flames spread with the gray fog. Li Songzheng's body was full of energy, and he dispersed the gray fog in a breath.
But at this time, Qin Jiang's figure was gone, leaving only a few earth pits blown by fire bombs in the yard.
"Asshole! Come here! Find him for me!"
He shouted angrily, and the sound directly penetrated the courtyard wall. The servants and guards outside the courtyard immediately took action after hearing it.
The mage also walked out at this time, his face calm, his eyes slightly narrowed, "Master Li, do you need me to help? Just add another twenty sacrifices."
Li Songzheng's eyelids twitched when he heard this, suppressing his anger, not enough? ! Want more? !
"No need! It's just a petty thief, we can catch him in no time!"
A moment later, a guard led a team of people into the yard.
Li Songzheng's face was cold and a little angry, "Where is the person?"
The leading guard shook his head, "Master, I didn't find him. I searched the whole yard."
Li Songzheng's face was stern when he heard this, and he took a long breath to calm down, "I know, go down, let someone repair the wall tomorrow."
"Master Li, are you really not going to consider it?" The mage said.
Li Songzheng was about to leave, but stopped when he heard the mage's words.
After thinking for a moment, "Master, you can give it a try. If you can't find it, it doesn't count."
He didn't know whether the man in black had seen the true form of the group of stinky rats. If he had, it wouldn't be a big problem, but it would still take some effort.
The national war was about to start, and the monsters entering the city was nothing big.
As for the sacrifice, it was just a few hundred lives of ordinary people, what was it?
I don't know how many refugees died outside the city alone! Who would care?
"Of course."
The master responded, and then shook the copper bell in his hand.
Dingling~~
A crisp bell sounded, and an invisible wave dissipated.
After a cup of tea, the master opened his eyes with some doubts.
Li Songzheng sneered at this, I thought it was so powerful?
"In that case, I will take my leave."
Turning around and leaving, a trace of murderous intent appeared in his eyes, a bunch of stinky rats, when you get the resurrection medicine, you will all die!
The mage stood in place. Just at that moment, his bell sound had covered a radius of 500 meters. Is that little thief so good at running?
The soil and rocks on the ground at the edge of the south city trembled slightly.
After a few seconds, an arm turned out from under the soil, and then a man in black crawled out of the soil.
Hu~
Qin Jiang breathed a sigh of relief, with a trace of relaxation after surviving a disaster.
After using the smoke bomb, he originally planned to climb over the wall and leave, but who knew that Li Songzheng's strength was so abnormal that he could disperse the smoke in the blink of an eye.
Between life and death, he suddenly had a blessing in his heart. He directly activated the internal energy of the earth dragon in his flesh and blood and got into the earth pit blown up by the fire thunder.
As soon as he entered the ground, he was like a fish in water. The soil did not cause any obstruction, but became his help, which allowed him to escape.
It took him a quarter of an hour to adjust the restless internal energy in his body.
He recalled that when he faced Li Songzheng just now, the feeling was completely different from that when he dealt with the two vixens that day.
Although they were both life-and-death crises, he obviously felt that he could not match Li Songzheng, and the oppression he brought was definitely not comparable to that of the vixen.
He shook his head slightly. He was too careless. After becoming a real warrior, his mentality changed and became a little inflated.
However, he did not expect that this Li Yuanwai, who looked like a waste, actually had such a terrifying martial arts cultivation.
With such strength, even if he practiced the third level of Iron Arm Fist, he would never be able to compete with it!
There must be stronger martial arts above the Iron Arm Fist!
He should have thought of it earlier. The Red Blood Golden Spear was so heavy that if he used it, he could only use it as a body training weapon.
But County Lieutenant Long was able to use this to fight the enemy. The difference between them was huge.
When he thought of this, an inexplicable irritation surged in his heart, and he clenched his fists slightly.
Looking at the bright moon in the sky. I am still too weak.
The next morning, Qin Jiang came to Wang Minglang's residence early. At this time, several people were already practicing in the yard.
These days, they were also stimulated by Qin Jiang. They saw with their own eyes that a new disciple surpassed them step by step. Except for a few people, the rest of the enthusiasm for practicing martial arts was unprecedentedly high.
Knock, knock.
Qin Jiang knocked on Wang Minglang's wooden door, and a somewhat impatient voice came from inside, with a bit of fatigue, "Who is it?"
"Uncle Wang, it's me." Qin Jiang replied.
Creak~
The wooden door opened automatically, "Come in."
Qin Jiang walked into the room and looked at the bed. He saw that Wang Minglang had just put on his coat and was holding a rope in his hand. The other end of the rope was connected to the wooden door.
"Sit down, why are you here so early?"
Wang Minglang picked up the cigarette pipe on the bedside and lit it. After taking a puff, he felt much more energetic.
He stood up and washed his face, and casually wiped the water stains on his face with his sleeve.
After he sat down, Qin Jiang spoke, "Uncle Wang, is there a big gap in strength between warriors?"
Wang Minglang looked at Qin Jiang in surprise, "Isn't this normal? Let's not talk about anything else, among those who practice martial arts outside, who can withstand three punches and five kicks from you?"
Qin Jiang shook his head, "What I mean is, after practicing the Iron Arm Fist to the third level, will there be someone who can crush me in all directions?"
His voice was a little hurried, and there was a feeling of eagerness to know.
Wang Minglang stopped smoking his pipe and put the pipe on the table, looking up and down at Qin Jiang with a smile.
"Have you met?"
Qin Jiang raised his eyebrows slightly and nodded heavily.
Wang Minglang nodded slightly, as if he had expected it. "There are people who are stronger than the third level of Iron Arm Fist, and there are quite a few of them."
He picked up his pipe and knocked it on the table, gently brushing off the ash. "The Five Animals Exercises you have practiced, including some free-hand fighting that most people practice, are actually some inferior stuff.
Even Iron Arm Fist can only be regarded as the most ordinary Zhenwu. Even if it is practiced to the third level, it can only be regarded as a second-rate master at most.
In the inner city, there are first-rate masters and even grandmasters, and there are no less than 20 or 30 people."
Qin Jiang's eyes were shocked, "20 or 30 people?! So many?!"
Are there still 20 or 30 perverts like Li Songzheng?
"What martial arts do they practice?" he asked hurriedly.
Wang Minglang smiled, "Of course it is high-level Zhenwu. For example, the Red Tiger Fist of the Red Tiger Gang, the Crane Flame Palm of the County Magistrate's family, and some old families of the County Lieutenant and Black Mountain City, all have high-level Zhenwu at the bottom of the box."
