Hong Kong Movies: Become Stronger as You Work

Ding!

The reward for the Hongmen Hongdao Xiangzhu has been issued.

Reward 25 free attribute points!

Reward Qinggong master level!

Reward 10 million square meters of personal portable space! (Note: can be stacked!)

Reward 20 grains for a piece of firewood, 20 grains of Qiyunsan!

Fan Tian looked at the reward and said speechlessly: Godfather, did you make a mistake? Why is there only such a small reward?

In the past, such a society-level Zhazhi was either a blueprint or a production line. Why is there none this time?

Godfather: No, the Hongmen Hongdao Xiangzhu is in name only. If it weren't for the recognition of... a group of Hongdao community leaders, the Zhazhi award could not be triggered.

Well, no matter how small the mosquito is, it is still meat. Fan Tian can only accept it helplessly.

Call up the current attribute panel:

Host: Fan Tian

Strength: 40

Agility: 37

Stamina: 58

Spirit: 37

Charm: 39

Skills: Boxing entry, Gun Master, Sword Master, Bajiquan Master, Taijiquan Master.

More than 10 million square meters of personal space...

25 points of free attributes, no hesitation, just distribute them evenly.

Click Qinggong, and Fan Tian's consciousness is instantly pulled to an ancient town, where he becomes a disciple of Wanli Lone Ranger, the successor of Lingbo Weibu, and Chu Shuai, who leaves a fragrance everywhere, likes to peek...

Teach Fan Tian the true meaning of Qinggong.

Then, Fan Tian and a group of masters have in-depth exchanges on Qinggong and exchange their own experiences.

It was not until more than 20 years later that Fan Tian left the world created by his adoptive father in a sullen manner and returned to his body.

"Adoptive father, you understand me!"

Fan Tian was a little bored and was still savoring the meaning of Qinggong.

Godfather: ━┳━　━┳━

I asked you to learn Qinggong, but I didn't ask you to learn a hundred ways to use Qinggong!

I didn't ask you to communicate...

Okay, to catch up...

Qinggong must be fast and handsome!

Personal space to receive!

A piece of firewood, Qiyunsan, good stuff, just right to verify Qinggong.

After sorting out the harvest, Fan Tian jumped lightly, climbed over the wall, and flew to the next door!

New attribute panel:

Host: Fan Tian

Strength: 45

Agility: 42

Stamina: 63

Spirit: 42

Charm: 44

Skills: Boxing entry, gun master level, sword master level, Bajiquan master level, Taijiquan master level, Qinggong master level!

Personal space more than 20 million square meters...

.........

That day, a remote dock somewhere in East Kowloon!

The moon was bright and the stars were sparse, and gusts of cold wind blew from afar.

Fan Tian tightened his nightgown and thought to himself, I finally understand why Brother Du Xing Wanli and Brother Chu... must walk through the flowers without getting a single leaf on them!

It's because their Qinggong is too strong, they are too busy, and they are tired...

Don't you see that Brother Duan's internal strength is rare in ancient and modern times, and he became a monk early to worship Buddha and be pure and free from desires!

"Brother Tian, ​​the boat is ready, set off immediately..."

On the deck, Fan Tian nodded slightly at the cabin, then asked with a sidelong glance: "Tianhong, your injury... is okay?"

"No problem, the swordsman in Dongdu is not a simple character. I won't challenge him until his injury is healed."

Tianhong, who took another "power pill" in Kowloon Walled City, not only recovered from his injury, but also burst with self-confidence.

Hearing that Fan Tian was going to Dongdu, he insisted on following him.

He didn't forget the revenge of Sanchuan Wudao's sword on the Dongdu arena that day!

Although he narrowly won that day, this victory was partly due to luck.

If he did it again, he could not guarantee that he would be able to defeat Sanchuan Wudao 100%.

Besides, if a swordsman does not challenge and verify, and is content with his own way, how can he make progress?

Of course, challenging Fan Tian does not count. In his eyes, Brother Tian is not a human being...

Seeing that Tianhong was determined and insisted on following him, Fan Tian shrugged and ordered: "Try not to show your face..."

He secretly took a boat to Dongdu this time, not for anything else, but for one thing, revenge, revenge, and revenge!

Dongdu Baiye Prince and others were defeated. As long as they had a chance, they would pounce on him like a wolf.

Last time on the outlying island, if he had not decisively taken out firepower coverage, Hongxing would not know how many brothers would have lost.

.........

Three days later, late at night!

Located in the southeast of Dongdu...base!

Several blond and blue-eyed men were standing at the door of a warehouse chatting.

"Crack!"

Suddenly, a strange sound was heard in the warehouse.

"What's going on?" A blond man said subconsciously.

"Don't make a fuss, it might be a rat." Another blond man waved his hand indifferently.

"That's right, this is... a base, with sentries and cameras all over the perimeter, and absolutely no one can sneak in."

"Hehe, never mind, I heard that a new"A family..."

At the same time, in the western district of Dongdu, in the dojo of Sanchuan Wudao!

Sanchuan Wudao narrowed his eyes slightly, sitting cross-legged in the middle of an open courtyard, with a sharp straight sword standing in front of him.

The courtyard is surrounded by cherry trees.

However, I don’t know if it’s because of the cold weather or other reasons, there is not a single leaf on the cherry tree, let alone cherry blossoms.

"Huh!"

Suddenly, the cold wind blew, and a one-armed middle-aged man with a long sword in one hand came over, "Master, it’s late at night, you should go back and rest."

Sanchuan Wudao opened his eyes, his face condensed, and he ignored the one-armed middle-aged man, but shouted towards the high wall of the courtyard: "Sir, since you are here, why hide your head and show your tail?"

As soon as the voice fell, a man holding an eight-sided Han sword in one hand and wearing a black masked nightgown flipped in from behind the wall.

"Sword Saint Tianhong! "Sanchuan Wudao stared at the eight-sided Han sword with burning eyes.

"Old man, have you recovered from your injury?" Tianhong asked with a smile.

"Thank you for your concern. My injury has healed. I just don't know why you came to visit me so late at night today?" Sanchuan Wudao stood up and pulled out the straight sword in front of him.

"The Hongmen Xiangzhu ordered that this person cannot be kept!" Tianhong pointed the sword at the one-armed man.

"I want to protect him!" Sanchuan Wudao frowned.

"Then I will take you..." Tianhong's tone was very cold.

"Haha, if you want to give me salted duck eggs, it's very simple. I will stand still and you can take them now!"

Sanchuan Wudao raised the corner of his mouth. He had seen through Tianhong's mind.

So, he said directly: "Sir, if you want to duel with me, why do you have to find so many excuses?"

"No, you... I want to challenge him... I also want to give him salted duck eggs! "Tianhong shook his head.

"There is no such thing as having the best of both worlds. There are always many regrets! How about this, I will fight you with all my strength, and you let Sanchuan Hayabusa go. He is already a cripple, and there is no threat to you if he stays." Sanchuan Wudao proposed.

"Master, you go quickly, I will cover you!"

The one-armed man Sanchuan Hayabusa refused, and then drew his sword to block Sanchuan Wudao.

"Go, otherwise I will not recognize you as my apprentice, nor as my son!" Sanchuan Wudao said softly.

"But..." The one-armed man Sanchuan Hayabusa was stunned.

"I said get out!" Sanchuan Wudao was angry.

"Master, you must win!"

Sanchuan Hayabusa frowned, took two steps back, bowed to Sanchuan Wudao, and then slowly left.