Supreme Martial Saint: With an Invincible Body, I Tear Apart the Supernatural

"It doesn't matter. Isn't it just diarrhea? I have a medicine here that is specially designed to treat diarrhea. You can take it for two days, and we will agree to fight Chen Hui on the third day."

Hong Zhengdao smiled.

Pan Mingzhong looked like he had eaten shit and said hurriedly: "Master, you can't be joking. The other party has already knocked on the door. If you wait for another two days, wouldn't you be looked down upon? So we have to fight today, right? Shan "Junior brother."

He looked at Zhang Lingshan with a look of help.

Zhang Lingshan pretended not to see it.

Pan Mingzhong coughed, raised his chest and said, "I'll fight as long as I want, but if I lose because I have diarrhea, Master, you can't blame me."

"Okay, okay, lazy donkey, lazy horse poops a lot."

Hong Zhengdao was too lazy to watch Pan Mingzhong's performance anymore. He looked at Zhang Lingshan and said, "Then you, Xiaoshan, will appear. In order to prevent any accidents, I have a pair of inner armor for you to wear."

Pan Mingzhong looked stunned. He didn't expect such a good thing. He would have agreed if he knew it.

He hurriedly changed his words and asked for a fight, but was interrupted by Hong Zhengdao: "Then let's do it, Xiaojuan will take Xiaoshan to wear inner armor. Xu Liang, you directly announce to the outside world that at three quarters of noon, Zhang Lingshan gathered in Dongyang to invite the fight to Sanjiang Gambling Fang Chen Hui.”

"yes."

Xu Liang was about to take action.

But I heard someone say: "Wait a minute."

Everyone looked around in confusion, only to see Zhang Lingshan speaking.

Just listen to Zhang Lingshan say: "We have a martial arts competition on the first day of the new year. We need a lucky draw. I am short of money and want to earn some money from this battle."

"Ha ha!"

Hong Zhengdao laughed: "It seems that you think you will win. It's a good thing to have this confidence. But we don't need to pay for this lottery. Sanjiang Gambling House will definitely open a gambling game. I will pay you a thousand taels to buy you a win. All the winnings will be returned to you." How about you?"

"Thank you, Master." Zhang Lingshan was overjoyed.

"Then I'll pay one hundred taels for Junior Brother Shan to win." Wu Yuanqing also smiled.

When everyone added up, everyone paid one hundred taels, except Pan Mingzhong.

Pan Mingzhong said that he had just become a disciple and had not saved so much money.

Everyone was too lazy to argue with him and immediately went about their own business.

Zhang Lingshan followed Hong Wenjuan's footsteps and came to a bedroom.

Hong Wenjuan took out a pair of dark gray inner armor. Zhang Lingshan couldn't tell what kind of metal thread it was made of, but after wearing it, he felt very solid, as if he had an extra layer of solid skin that could withstand the damage. Most of the attacks.

"It fits pretty well."

Hong Wenjuan smiled and arranged Zhang Lingshan's clothes, like a caring big sister.

Zhang Lingshan said: "Thank you, senior sister. It will take half a day to arrive at three quarters noon. I wonder if senior sister can practice some moves with me?"

"OK."

Hong Wenjuan did not refuse, "It's just in time for you to get used to the gold inner armor on your body."

Gold underwear?

Zhang Lingshan was slightly stunned, why did it turn gray, but it should be worth a lot of money.

Just confused, he didn't pay too much attention to this problem. He immediately came to the courtyard and raised his hands in a Zhengyang stance: "Senior sister, please!"

Hong Wenjuan put her arms together in front and said: "I am now imitating Chen Hui's iron arm, and you come and attack me. The iron arm is good at defense and counterattack, so be careful with my backhand when you attack me."

"yes!"

Zhang Lingshan immediately recalled the scene when he and Shi Lei went to Sanjiang Gambling House.

When Chen Hui and Shi Lei were fighting, they put their arms together to block Shi Lei's punch.

However, he didn't attack with a backhand. He just shook his arm and knocked Shi Lei back repeatedly, with his fists shaking.

And after these few months, Chen Hui is definitely stronger.

Although Zhang Lingshan is confident that his strength should be at the peak of the skin grinding realm, comparable to meat refining, he cannot take it lightly.

It happened that a senior sister was helping him with the moves, and he immediately cheered up and performed the red line fist dance like a tiger.

Bang bang bang!

Both fists quickly collided with Hong Wenjuan's arms. The force of the shock caused pain to his fists, and his punches were involuntarily slower.

"The gold wire inner armor can only prevent the opponent from attacking your upper body, so you have to be careful that I break your arm."

Hong Wenjuan was worthy of being Hong Zhengdao's daughter. She got his true biography and took action quickly with ease, while also reminding Zhang Lingshan.

Zhang Lingshan hurriedly used his strength to push away Hong Wenjuan's claws with his elbow joint.

"good."

Hong Wenjuan praised and added: "When fighting with bare hands, you need to learn to find the opponent's weak points. When Chen Hui finds out that you are wearing inner armor, he will inevitably avoid your upper body and focus on other positions. Either you fight hard, or He will use crooked tricks to get you under your skin, watch the moves!"

As she spoke, Hong Wenjuan swept her legs violently.

Zhang Lingshan jumped up, and then kicked Hong Wenjuan's calf hard.

"Hey."

Hong Wenjuan was slightly surprised, quickly pushed forward, and punched Zhang Lingshan's thigh in the air with her fists.

Zhang Lingshan hurriedly changed his tactics and retreated.

The two stopped.

Hong Wenjuan asked: "Junior brother, have you practiced leg skills?"

Zhang Lingshan said: "I found a herb collection guard at Feng's Pharmacy and learned a bit."

"Okay, now it's stable."

Hong Wenjuan was overjoyed and said: "But I see that you are not very skilled in leg skills. If you were a master, you would have kicked me in the wrist just now. It shows that you don't often use your legs with others. Why don't you practice with me today so that you can He was caught off guard during the battle with Chen Hui."

"Thank you, senior sister."

Zhang Lingshan was pleasantly surprised, and he immediately started fighting Hong Wenjuan with his wind kick.

I have never had the opportunity to practice my martial arts with others. Now that I have this opportunity, I naturally cannot miss it and should make good use of it.

But time waits for no one.

Before I knew it, it was almost noon.

"Take a break, eat some food, and adjust your state."

Hong Wenjuan gently wiped the sweat from her forehead, thinking that she was actually tired by the little junior brother. It seems that she is not in a good state recently. Alas.

Since her father was injured, too many things have happened. Even the closest senior brother Zhao Qing actually abandoned them. It really makes people feel sad and haggard.

I just hope that the little junior brother can win the battle today and give their Hong family martial arts school a good start in the new year and boost everyone's morale.

After dinner.

The disciples of the Hong family martial arts school surrounded Zhang Lingshan and came to Dongyang Market.

Dongyang Market is a large market outside the east gate of the inner city. There is a high terrace in the middle. Whenever there is an announcement of an important event in the outer city, it is generally held here.

For example, beheading prisoners.

There are also competitions between major forces.

Because of the special geographical location and the bustling atmosphere here, there are tall buildings everywhere, such as restaurants, inns, teahouses, etc.

Those who can afford it can watch the excitement from the upper floors.

For example, at this moment, there are pairs of eyes looking through the window, specially rushing to see the first excitement of the new year.

The famous Hong’s martial arts hall, on the first day of the new year, was stripped naked by the disciples and hung at the door of the martial arts hall.

It’s a great shame!

It depends on whether the Hong’s martial arts hall can wash away this shame with this invitation.

“Zhao Qing, you traitor, you actually have the nerve to show up!”

Wu Yuanqing suddenly shouted.

Zhang Lingshan and the others turned their heads and saw the tall and handsome Zhao Qing holding a beautiful long-legged woman, about to step into the door of Qingfeng Restaurant.

He turned around and smiled when he heard Wu Yuanqing's words: "Junior Brother Wu, isn't it what you want if I leave?"

"You!"

Wu Yuanqing's thoughts were exposed, his dark face flushed, and he shouted after a long while: "Don't call me Junior Brother, you are no longer a member of our Hong's Martial Arts School."

"Junior Brother Wu is so heartless? Haha, although I have withdrawn from the Hong's Martial Arts School, I am still very angry when I know that the Hong's Martial Arts School has been bullied. If there is anything I can help, I can do it."

Zhao Qing smiled lightly, saying that he was angry, but in fact he didn't look angry at all.

"You don't have to do it!" Wu Yuanqing shouted.

Zhao Qing shook his head: "Junior Brother Wu is good in everything, but he likes to act on impulse, and Sister Juan hates this about you..."

"Shut up!"

A sharp shout suddenly came.

Everyone looked over and found that it was Hong Wenjuan who spoke.

Then Hong Wenjuan said coldly: "Zhao Qing, you have already quit our Hong's martial arts school. We are no longer friends, so don't talk about being so close. You are not worthy of being called Sister Juan. Besides, it is not your turn to say what I like and what I hate."

Zhang Lingshan looked at Hong Wenjuan in surprise.

Dare to love and hate, this is the correct attitude of the children of the rivers and lakes.

The crying Hong Wenjuan before was just Hong Wenjuan who lost her composure due to a temporary blow.

Now she has returned to her original appearance.

Since you have betrayed your mentor and left, you are all enemies. You are still talking here. Isn't it giving you face?

"Sister Juan, you..."

Zhao Qing was shocked.

He didn't expect Hong Wenjuan to talk to her beloved Brother Qing like this.

Is this still the silly girl who gets shy when talking to him?

Originally, he thought that even if he quit the Hong's martial arts school, Hong Wenjuan would not hate him. On the contrary, she would help him to excuse himself and think that he had his own difficulties.

But now it seems that he was wrong.

Really...

Zhao Qing was stunned for a while and then came back to her senses, then laughed sarcastically: "As expected of the daughter of Hong Zhengdao, you change your face faster than turning the pages of a book, I was really fooled by you before."

"Who the hell changes your face faster than you!"

Wu Yuanqing cursed excitedly.

He was also worried that Hong Wenjuan would still have feelings for Zhao Qing, but he didn't expect that he was overthinking. Hong Wenjuan was clear-headed and worthy of being the woman he liked.

Swish!

Zhao Qing's face suddenly sank, and his pressure dropped a few points instantly.

But before he could get angry, a burly young man came over and said, "Fifth sister, why don't you go in at the door? Let's go, I'm a little hungry."

As he said that, he glanced at Zhang Lingshan and blinked slightly.

Zhang Lingshan understood and advised: "Brother Wu, Sister, let's go too, it's almost three quarters after noon."

"Okay."

Hong Wenjuan nodded, and the group left immediately.

Zhao Qing looked at the backs of the crowd with a cold look, then glanced at the burly young man and snorted, "You have a good relationship with Zhang Lingshan?"

"Not bad." Song Dazhuang said without hesitation.

Zhao Qing said coldly, "But you are now a disciple of Hongying Martial Arts School."

"So what? I represent myself, not Hongying Martial Arts School. Besides, our Song family is doing business, and we have friends all over the world. Are we only allowed to make weapons for Hongying Martial Arts School?"

Song Dazhuang said indifferently.

He couldn't stand people like Zhao Qing. If he had the same background as Zhao Qing, he would definitely follow Hong Zhengdao wholeheartedly.

He received the kindness of Hong Zhengdao's training, but turned his head and left. What a thing.

You can bully other ordinary people, but do you think I, Song Dazhuang, am also an ordinary person?

With the Song family behind you, you are so tough!

"Okay, okay. Zhang Lingshan doesn't know how to commend himself. There is no need to quarrel over him. A guy like him will be beaten to death by Chen Hui later."

Song Lian advised.

Although she didn't like Zhang Lingshan and thought he didn't give face to reject her in the first place, she wouldn't stop her brother from continuing to be friends with Zhang Lingshan.

Because the Song family has always done this.

As Song Dazhuang said, the Song family has friends all over the world. It is not just the Yuan family in the inner city who is behind this, but also their skills in making weapons and their ability to cast a wide net to make friends.

All in all, their families each have their own paths as friends, and everyone does not interfere with each other.

In this way, no matter which friend becomes successful, they will all benefit from it.

If any friend causes trouble, they will be unlucky at most, and others can still escape smoothly.

This is how the Song family has been able to stand in Jincheng for many years.

"Chen Hui wants to kill Zhang Lingshan, but I'm afraid it won't be that easy. Although Hong Zhengdao was injured, his eyes are fine. To be accepted as his disciple, Zhang Lingshan must have something special about him. And Hong Zhengdao must be exceptional. There is something at the bottom of the box in the right way, and this Lingshan must have been wearing its golden inner armor."

Zhao Qing no longer paid attention to Song Dazhuang, but he and Song Lian missed Song Dazhuang's body and chatted while going upstairs and entering the box.

Song Lian said: "You are right. I have tested the quality of this Lingshan. Apart from refusing my invitation because of his lack of appreciation, he is indeed outstanding and is a genius.

"At least one thing I can prove is that his foundation is very solid, and his strength and defense can be called the best in grinding.

"But since you know Hong Zhengdao so well, you should have some countermeasures."

The two entered the box and sat down by the window. Song Lian poured a glass of wine for Zhao Qing as she spoke.

Zhao Qing smiled faintly: "That's natural. I've already found someone to tell the Dajiang Gang about the golden inner armor. There will definitely be a way to deal with a low-level gang like the Dajiang Gang. Let's just watch the show."

"Since Brother Qing has said so, I can watch the show with confidence. On the first day of the new year, it's a happy opening. Let's meet one."

Bang!

The two of them laughed and clinked glasses, looking towards the terrace from time to time, waiting for the show to begin.

This side.

Song Dazhuang was also sitting by the lobby window on the second floor with a few friends, looking at the terrace in the distance, feeling slightly worried.

There are two skin microdermabrasion geniuses who have become famous in Jincheng recently.

One is Zhang Lingshan and the other is Chen Hui.

But Zhang Lingshan is a genius in cultivation. Everyone only knows that he breaks through quickly, but they have never seen him fight with anyone.

Chen Hui, on the other hand, is a fighting genius. He has been cultivating in secret and is unknown. When he becomes famous, he represents the Dajiang Gang and picks up positions with several other gangs.

This is a strong man who was born, and he has stayed in the skin-grinding realm for a longer time, has a more solid foundation, and has more combat experience. He is also ruthless in his attacks, killing people and breaking bones at every turn.

Among the people he killed, there were at least five copper-skinned masters.

Can Zhang Lingshan be his opponent?

"father!"

A private room in Dingxiang Tea House was suddenly pushed open. Feng Shaolong looked at the visitor with a surprised look on his face: "Why are you here? Skin grinding combat can also interest you?"

"Take a look."

Feng Ji waved his hand, and the others immediately withdrew.

He looked at a tall young man standing on the terrace and said, "Didn't you realize that he is taller and stronger than when you and I saw him before?"

"Yes. But this guy can indeed eat, and he likes to take advantage of it. He will go to any restaurant that has food." Feng Shaolong curled his lips.

Feng Jidao: "It's a blessing to be able to eat. If he can win today, I will find an opportunity to personally invite him to join the hunting team."

"ah?"

Feng Shaolong was inexplicably shocked.

Hong Zhengdao had lost an arm and was at a disadvantage, but his father actually wanted to invite Zhang Lingshan to join the hunting team.

Is Zhang Lingshan really that important that his father is willing to wade through this muddy water for it?

It's really incomprehensible.

Didn't he just withstand a blow from the demon rabbit? Those who didn't know thought he killed the demon rabbit by himself.

Although Feng Shaolong was puzzled, he didn't ask any more questions.

He trusted his father's judgment.

The development of Feng's Pharmacy to such a large scale is due to the efforts of more than ten years, and it can be said that it is all thanks to my father.

With his unique vision and decisive judgment, his father led their small pharmacy step by step to where it is today.

Therefore, it is right to believe in my father unconditionally.

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