Chapter 156: Zhao Long's Challenge

What else Jiang Cuiping wanted to say, Zhang Yifeng smiled and said: "Auntie, you just listen to Teacher Ning, and you can check her before you can rest assured. Okay, Teacher Ning, I have something to do, I will leave first."

"Ah? I'm leaving now, won't you stay for a while?"

"No Auntie."

Zhang Yifeng stood up, waved lightly towards the two, then turned and left.

"Girl, why don't you keep him. Really." Jiang Cuiping looked at Ning Xiangyi dissatisfied.

Ning Xiangyi smiled bitterly: "Mom, why should I keep him."

"Stay a little longer and increase your feelings."

"Mom, don't say such things in the future. I am her teacher and he is my student. Our relationship is so simple. Don't make it complicated."

"You, mom has lived for decades. Although she hasn't read many books, she can guarantee that Xiao Zhang is a good person. You can follow him to make sure you are right. Hey, don't you know you as a mother? Face is very thin, and you always have to be chased after you."

"Mom, don't talk about it. I do appreciate Zhang Yifeng, but let's go with the flow of feelings."

"I can't save you! If you don't chase, I bet there will be a lot of people chasing him in the future."

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Zhang Yifeng checked the time. It was still early. He planned to go to various pharmacies, health care stores, and Cordyceps stores in the city to see if there were any materials for refining pills and second-level symbols.

The material of the second-level seal has extremely high requirements for ink. Those inks were all refined with spiritual medicine rich in spiritual power. Otherwise, in the case of Zhang Yifeng's weak cultivation base, it is absolutely impossible to refine the second-level talisman through his own strength.

The power of the second-level talisman seal is absolutely amazing. Not to mention the warriors of the earth, even if they encounter the cultivators in the Qi training period, they can kill them.

This is the power of the second-level talisman! There are nine levels of Fu Zhuan, and each level of Fu Zhuan is the gap between heaven and earth. It's like the gap between the great realm of a cultivator and the great realm. Even Fuzhuan's power becomes more terrifying as it reaches the end. The nine-level Fuzhuan is a legendary existence, and it is said that it can kill a peerless master who is about to soar.

It is a pity that the nine-level talisman is a treasure even in the Lingyue Continent, and it is difficult to produce one in a thousand years. It was also discovered from the ancient tombs and ruins that the world did not have the ability to make nine-level talisman seals.

It is also because of its strength that it is difficult to collect materials. This is not something that can be done by just drawing a few symbols on yellow paper. If it is that simple, everyone can be a Talisman Master.

To give a simple example, the fireball charm must find a fire elixir to inspire a stronger flame.

Zhang Yifeng only hopes to find materials that can make the second-level fireball talisman, because this kind of attack talisman with powerful attack attributes is the most difficult to find.

These all require chance and luck.

After running all afternoon, Zhang Yifeng was just enough to buy some simple materials.

At four o'clock in the afternoon, Zhang Yifeng returned to school and lay quietly in the dormitory for a while.

At exactly five o'clock, Zhao Long called.

"Master, where are you, are you back to school?"

Zhang Yifeng nodded and said, "In the dormitory."

"Okay, wait for me, I just finished class, clean up, I will go downstairs and wait for you, when I get there, I will call you and we will go to the Muay Thai club together. Today's fight is very lively."

Zhao Long's voice was both nervous and excited.

"okay."

Zhang Yifeng waited in the dormitory for a while, and about a quarter of an hour later, Zhao Long called Zhang Yifeng, indicating that he had arrived downstairs.

Zhang Yifeng went downstairs and saw Zhao Long standing downstairs at a glance. At the first sight of Zhao Long, Zhang Yifeng's body trembled slightly.

It only took about ten days that Zhao Long seemed to be a different person. Previously, Zhao Long had fair skin, wearing glasses, and looked thin and weak. Now, Zhao Long’s body shape seems to have increased by one size, his arm is With muscles, my skin is darker, and I don't even wear glasses.

His body exudes a kind of breath and aura possessed by sports and fitness talents.

Of course, Zhao Long's body is more scarred. The healing pills Zhang Yifeng gave him were able to heal his injuries, but he was challenging every day, and some bruises would not heal at all.

"Master, how about it, don't you recognize me? I feel that I have changed a lot. I used to have thin arms and legs. Now you look at my legs and arms. They all have muscle lines."

Zhao Long spoke to Zhang Yifeng very excitedly.

In the battles these days, he was very worried at first, worrying that he was not the opponent of the other party and would embarrass Zhang Yifeng. But with the battle, he discovered a terrifying fact. Although he would be hit by the opponent, his resistance to strike seemed to be very powerful, and he could stand up no matter what.

This is the power of the art of refining the body, the physical skill was originally invented and created for people who cannot sense aura. The cultivator exercises the flesh and blood of the tibia. They can make their body as hard as a rock, and the powerful cultivator can refine the body like a treasure, breaking through the world.

Although Zhao Long did not practice powerful physical skills, it was considered a treasure on the earth.

"It's okay. When one day you can complete the boxing technique once, not to mention the invincible in the world, you will definitely become a peerless master."

Zhang Yifeng spoke lightly.

Zhao Long held his head at that time, and said in a frustrated manner: "Up to now, I can't make the first three punches consecutively, let alone beat them all again..."

There are ninety-nine punches in this set. It’s just that the first three punches are so difficult to master. Doesn’t it take ten or twenty years to learn ninety-nine punches?

"Everything is difficult at the beginning. This is normal. When your body gradually adapts, you will find it easier to punch later. You take this pill and take one a week."

Zhang Yifeng still delivered a pack of pills.

"Master, what is this again."

"Good things, keep fit, strengthen your physique."

These pills are specially prepared by Zhang Yifeng for Zhao Long. The body refiner wants to increase the limit and resistance of the body, and it is too slow by relying solely on physical skills. If there is a medicinal pill, it will get twice the result with half the effort. Zhang Yifeng did not find the materials for refining the body refining pills, but he could still do it by buying some precious medicinal materials and training some pills to strengthen the system. Although the medicine is not effective, it is better than nothing.

Don't underestimate this little pill, just a few pills cost Zhang Yifeng hundreds of thousands of dollars in principal.

Zhang Yifeng also kept a few of these pills. After all, he himself needs to train.

"Thank you, Master."

Zhao Long sincerely thanked Zhang Yifeng. If it were not for Zhang Yifeng, his life would not have changed so much.

"No thanks, don't call me Master when there are people in the future."

"why?"

Zhang Yifeng said lightly: "You must be a celebrity on campus in the future, and I am a low-key person, indifferent to fame and fortune, you know."