Little fairy doctor with holy hands

At the same time, Zhang Yuan came to the utility room.

As soon as he opened the door of the utility room, Zhang Yuan felt a strong wind.

He raised his hand to block the opponent's fist.

Looking up, sure enough, the person who attacked him was Mr. Leng.

Mr. Leng's expression was cold. When he saw that his punch missed, he kicked him again, equally fast and hard.

Zhang Yuan curled his lips and said, "It's a very cruel attack. I'll cut off the legs of my descendants!"

Although he said this, the speed of his feet was not slow, and he directly blocked Mr. Leng's sudden kick.

Then Zhang Yuan used a little force and pushed Mr. Leng more than two meters away.

Mr. Leng leaned against the wall, holding on to the wall with one hand, while looking at Zhang Yuan warily.

"Who are you? At such a young age, you have strength comparable to that of the Fascial Realm! You are simply a monster!" Mr. Leng said solemnly.

Zhang Yuan smiled. He was not surprised that Mr. Leng could sense his strength.

Although Zhang Yuan is a cultivator, his strength is equivalent to the fascial realm among ancient warriors not long after he first entered cultivation.

But don’t underestimate the fascial realm ancient warriors.

According to Mrs. Chu’s words.

In an era when the inner Qi realm cannot be released, ancient warriors in the fascial realm are the pinnacle that ordinary ancient warriors look up to!

Zhang Yuan closed the door with his backhand, picked up a small stool and sat down, crossing his legs and looking at Mr. Leng with a half-smile.

"You say I'm a monster, but what about you? I think you're an old monster, right?"

Hearing this, Mr. Leng's expression changed: "What do you mean by this?"

"Although you look only thirty or forty years old, your actual age should be much more than this number, right?" Zhang Yuan said with a smile.

"I don't understand what you mean!" Mr. Leng denied with a gloomy expression.

"Tsk! Do you have to take off the human skin mask on your face personally?" Zhang Yuan said straight to the point.

After hearing this, Mr. Leng’s face changed drastically.

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"You! Who sent you!"

Zhang Yuan waved his hand, "Don't think too much! I am a native of Qinghe County! I have never crossed paths with you before!"

Mr. Leng didn't believe it and still looked at him warily.

Seeing this, Zhang Yuan shrugged.

"You can choose to believe it, or you can choose not to believe it! But the current situation is that my strength is far greater than yours!"

"Even if you don't take the initiative to take off your human skin mask, I can take it off by force! Do you believe it?"

Mr. Leng was silent. Zhang Yuan was right.

Even if he doesn't take off the human skin mask, Zhang Yuan can take it off by force!

"Okay! I can take off the mask! But you have to tell me who your master is!" Mr. Leng said in a deep voice.

Zhang Yuan shook his head, "I'm sorry to tell you! Because I don't know who my master is! He just taught me martial arts, and then left in style! I don't know his identity either!"

"Okay! I believe you for now!" Mr. Leng nodded.

He reached out and picked at his cheek a few times, then slowly peeled off his face.

Behind the human skin mask is indeed an old face, he must be at least sixty or seventy years old.

Zhang Yuan smiled with satisfaction

"It's exactly what I thought! You are young and not very strong, but you are able to master such a masterful method of using momentum, as well as the skills of sonic boom boxing!"

"There is only one possibility, and that is that you were once a strong man, but fell down for some reason!"

Mr. Leng, who had an old face, snorted, "I am a knifeman and a fish, tell me what your purpose is!"

"Purpose? What purpose can I have?

? It's obviously you who came to the door to be beaten, what does it have to do with me? "Zhang Yuan spread his hands.

Mr. Leng's mouth twitched, Zhang Yuan was indeed right.

If he hadn't accepted Xu Feng's invitation to come here to deal with Zhang Yuan, the two would not have clashed, and he would not have been knocked unconscious by Zhang Yuan's punch.

"I really want to know how you control your breath!" Mr. Leng asked.

Before fighting Zhang Yuan, he didn't feel the aura of the ancient warrior from Zhang Yuan at all.

This also led him to underestimate Zhang Yuan, thinking that Zhang Yuan was just an ordinary person with good skills.

But it wasn't until the moment the two fists came into contact that Mr. Leng discovered to his horror that Zhang Yuan's strength was not inferior to that of an ancient warrior in the Fascial Realm!

"This! It's a little skill my master taught me. It's a unique secret method and cannot be passed on to others!" Zhang Yuan said with a smile.

When he said the first half of the sentence, Mr. Leng's eyes lit up, and he seemed to be interested in the secret method Zhang Yuan was talking about.

But when he heard the second half of Zhang Yuan's words, he was immediately disappointed.

But this is normal behavior.

If Zhang Yuan is willing to teach Mr. Leng the secret method of concealing his aura, Mr. Leng really doesn't dare to accept it easily, for fear that Zhang Yuan has some conspiracy!

After thinking about it, Mr. Leng took a deep breath and said, "Young man, you are very strong! This time I admit my defeat! I am willing to apologize to you! In fact, there is no deep hatred between us!"

Hearing this, Zhang Yuan couldn't help but sneered.

"No deep hatred? Are you kidding me?"

"I concealed my aura before, but in your eyes I was just an ordinary person."

"But you actually used sonic boom punch against an ordinary person!"

"If I, Zhang Yuan, were really an ordinary person, I would probably blow my head off with a punch from you, right?"

"I am cold

The gentleman was speechless again.

He really couldn't refute Zhang Yuan's words.

Because what Zhang Yuan said is true!

He really wanted to punch Zhang Yuan in the head!

When he was still strong, he was a famous killer among ancient warriors!

The number of people who died in his hands can be described as thousands!

It is precisely because of this that he has the title of Living King of Hell!

"Your Majesty said so, please figure it out! What should I do to save my life!" Mr. Leng said solemnly.

Zhang Yuan smiled, "That's right! Talking about a deal honestly is better than anything else?"

After a pause, he said, "I want the technique you used to use your momentum just now! I also want your technique of sonic boom fist!"

Although Zhang Yuan is a cultivator, he does not master many fighting techniques. Most of the time, he relies on his superhuman physical fitness to fight against the enemy.

When fighting against ordinary people, Zhang Yuan could completely ravage them.

But what if you meet a master of the same level in the future?

Considering this, Zhang Yuancai decided to learn sonic boom boxing from Mr. Leng.

Don't look at Zhang Yuan's previous use of infuriating energy to make his fists create sonic booms, but that was only the most superficial application of power.

On the other hand, Mr. Leng, with the strength of the Bronze Skin Realm, was able to deliver a blow that was comparable to the peak of the Iron Bone Realm, all thanks to his sonic boom fist!

Hearing Zhang Yuan say that he wanted to learn how to use momentum and sonic boom boxing, Mr. Leng hesitated for a long time.

"No! I can teach you how to use aura, but not the sonic boom fist! This is the secret of our sect that is not passed down!"

Mr. Leng was able to achieve such great fame because of his sonic boom boxing.

How could he teach others his unique skills?

Seeing that Mr. Leng disagreed, Zhang Yuan's face turned cold.