Fantasy: Simplify the skills and become a master from a minion

Inspect the body; wipe the fingers.

Chu Qing entered the black market again with a faint smell of blood.

He still had more than a thousand taels of silver.

He wanted to buy secret medicine to improve the iron shirt.

Although the iron shirt has been fully developed and all the iron bars have been trained.

But, he wanted to continue to improve his ability to resist attacks.

After all:

Iron bars are iron bars, and resistance to attacks is resistance to attacks. The two are different.

Perhaps because of the bloody smell, everyone on the street subconsciously stayed away from him.

Soon:

Chu Qing stood in front of the drug dealer again.

The drug dealer saw him and his eyes shrank.

"This man repeatedly bought the secret medicine of Eagle Claw Kung Fu."

"Now he wants it again?"

"He has a bloody smell on him and just killed someone?"

The drug dealer whispered hurriedly: "Why are you here again?"

Chu Qing smiled and said: "Another thirty doses of the secret medicine of the iron shirt."

The drug dealer panicked and looked around.

In an instant, he realized that the man in front of him was the murderer who killed the fake drug dealer.

He never dreamed that the murderer would change his clothes and come to the black market again.

Is this man brave?

And where does this fresh smell of blood come from?

His heart was in a mess.

"Do you have it?"

Chu Qing grabbed the banknote.

"Yes!"

"Wait a minute!"

The drug dealer panicked, but he still had to make the money he deserved.

One minute later:

Chu Qing took the Iron Shirt secret medicine and left.

The drug dealer waited for more than an hour, slowly closed the stall, and left quietly.

Although the big shot said that all the Iron Shirt secret medicine sold must be reported.

But he didn't go.

What about the big shot?

If I don't tell you, you know nothing.

At dawn:

The black market was over.

A group of muscular men gathered and found that two of their friends were missing.

Ten minutes later, they saw the bodies of their friends in the grove.

"What a terrifying claw skill!"

"It actually killed my best brother."

The big boss stretched out his hand and said, "Bring me my pigeon."

A younger brother held a white pigeon and handed it over.

"Look at me flying a pigeon to deliver a letter, report to the adults, and gather the brothers; then follow the traces, hunt down the murderer, and avenge my best brother."

"Yes!"

Flutter!

The white pigeon flew into the air.

Outside Shiji County:

Chu Qing swallowed thirty portions of the secret medicine of Iron Shirt in one breath.

Practice!

Under the skin, iron tendons wriggled.

The secret medicine took effect, and the power of the medicine, driven by the method, madly nourished the skin.

[The method of Iron Shirt is perfected-refining a thousand times a day, swallowing secret medicine, and perfecting it in three thousand days. ]

[Promotion conditions-1: Fifty portions of secret medicine]

Iron Shirt, perfected.

Although the iron tendons of Iron Shirt have been trained, at this time, he is practicing the method, and his skin is constantly strengthened.

The iron tendons on the front, back, and limbs emerge, forming a strange pattern.

Once

Ten times

One hundred times

The skin changed from rough to delicate.

And from delicate to white.

Later, it turned into iron blue.

One portion

Ten portions

As the secret medicine was consumed, the skin color kept changing.

Every time it changed from white to iron blue, it was like wearing a layer of old cowhide.

Three hours later:

Thirty portions of the secret medicine became ineffective.

At this time, Chu Qing was like wearing thirty layers of old cowhide.

Although the iron shirt was not perfect, it started with proficiency, and even a great skill. The results of consuming secret medicine were several times greater than those of ordinary practitioners who practiced step by step.

Mantis Fist!

Chu Qing punched his arm.

Bang!

A muffled sound.

The mantis fist that could easily split a table, flesh and bones was bounced off.

"Is my iron shirt more defensive than Li Hao's perfect iron shirt?"

"If you continue to practice like this, can you withstand the blows of weapon skills?"

He immediately raised the priority of the iron shirt.

Now:

His priority of skills is:

First: Toad Skill.

Second: Iron Shirt.

Third: Eagle Claw Skill.

Fourth: Mantis Fist, Red Snake Leg.

Fifth: Iron Hand, Iron Wire Fist, Two-handed Mantis Sword.

As for the Qinggong Flying on the Grass, it has been perfected, but there is no way to break the limit, so it is not considered.

"Speaking of Qinggong, I may need a Qinggong with strong explosive power."

"It's a pity that the Qinggong seller is not here today, and the silver is gone."

"In a few days, save enough silver and go to the black market again!"

18 days before the first exam of the martial arts academy:

Since Chu Qing came back from killing enemies in the black market a few days ago, he has never been to the black market again.

These days, he went to Mrs. Jin's place to read and write during the day, wearing steel gloves, turning the stone ball, and brushing the three skills of Eagle Claw, Iron Hand, and Iron Fist at one time.

At night, he practiced Iron Shirt.

In just a few days, both the iron hand and the iron fist have reached the proficiency level; although the iron tendons have not been formally cultivated, the hands are more stable and powerful.

As for the second condition of the Eagle Claw, more than one-third of it has been completed.

Warm and sunny in spring:

In the yard, a barefoot boy in linen clothes, wearing steel gloves, turned the white jade ball.

The lady with silk and satin was lying on the rocking chair reading a book.

However, she spent most of her time looking at the boy in cloth.

Zi slurp!

Zi slurp!

The white jade ball rubbed against the steel gloves.

At first, the sound was harsh.

But after a few days, when the steel fingers fiddled with the stone ball, the sound was delicate, just like a human hand.

"If I fiddle with other balls with these hands, I don't know if I will injure the ball!"

"I heard that the Eagle Claw Technique involves pinching walnuts, hardwood and the like. Is it effective if he does this?"

Mrs. Jin covered her face with the book and refused to read it.

After a while, footsteps approached.

She heard the sound of stone balls hitting the ground and steel gloves hitting the ground.

Then, a pair of strong hands were placed on the shoulders.

Finger pressure makes the shoulders comfortable.

When her fingers pressed her neck, she subconsciously raised her head, like a white swan.

One minute

ten minutes

Mrs. Jin suddenly grasped the armrest of the recliner.

A minute later, she breathed out the fragrance of orchids, pressed Lingluo's shirt under her collarbone, and said in a panic: "Qing'er, are you still watching the show later?"

Chu Qing smiled and said, "I'm not going."

"I'm about to achieve a breakthrough in my skills. I'll go back to practice early and try to achieve a breakthrough tonight."

The secret toad medicine was prepared a few days ago.

But, he never took it.

Instead, he wandered around Yaoshi Li's house every night to see if anyone was staring at Yaoshi Li.

A few days passed, nothing unusual.

Tonight, he wanted to take the secret medicine back and swallow it to achieve a breakthrough.

Don't blame him for being careful.

Because, since discovering the strange properties of the secret toad skill, Chu Qing thought of what the child said: There is an old man, looking for the toad catcher.

Although he didn't know if it had anything to do with Toad Kung Fu, he decided to be careful.

After all, the Toad Skill is too precious.

While Chu Qing was stunned, Mrs. Jin stood up, picked a flower, lowered her head and sniffed it.

The golden sun shines, and the black hair falls down on the cheeks, making the beauty look picturesque.

Chu Qing thought of the poems from her previous life, her heart moved, and she blurted out:

"The most gentle thing is the gentleness of the lowered head, like the shyness of a flower that cannot stand the cool breeze."

Mrs. Jin's heartbeat quickened, she held the flowers and remained motionless.

for a long time:

When she heard Fatty Jin's voice, she suddenly realized: Chu Qing is gone!

"Madam, where is Chu Qing?"

Mrs. Jin gently fiddled with the petals and said coldly: "I left early."

Fatty Jin secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

These days, the barefoot boy in linen clothes comes too many times.

He was a little flustered.

Moreover, he didn't know if it was an illusion, but he always felt that the people from the Blood River Gang always liked to look at the top of his head.

"The Blood River Gang is getting stronger day by day, and everyone is looking too high, which is not a good thing!"

"But that has nothing to do with me."

"I will just be a slut with peace of mind and empty out the Blood River Gang bit by bit. Then, please ask Madam to transfer my household registration to Fucheng."

"When we leave, if Chu Qing behaves well, we will take him to Fucheng with us and let him see what the world of Huahua is."