Chapter 331： 331 Insider

Chapter 331 Chapter 331 Insider

Endless Courtyard.

In the martial arts arena in the backyard, Zhang Rong Fangzheng punched forward with both fists like raindrops, and all the shadows of the fists gathered to form a strange and special formation.

This trick is called Turning Clouds and Raining.

It is a practice method in Jinshi Gong that can harden the muscles, skin and bones of the arms to the greatest extent.

He can't understand the specific principle, but it seems that as long as different boxing formations are gathered, different qi and blood training effects can be produced.

According to Zuo Han, Jinshi Kung Fu seems to have originated from the part about Jinshi Formation in Liu Fanyue Code.

Several generations of Moon Kings have studied natural formations, realized the principles of stone formations, and incorporated boxing and hard skills.

In the end, it was integrated into the Liu Fanyue Code, and one of them was listed separately, which is Jinshi Gong.

At this time, Zhang Rongfang was agitating his Qi and blood, and felt that the total amount of Qi and blood in his whole body had almost doubled compared to ten days ago.

In just half a month, his flesh and blood had increased to 73, which seemed to have caused some wonderful changes in his body.

This change is still gestating, and it seems that the source lies in the purple sarcoma in the middle of the back.

Zhang Rongfang carefully understood the subtleties of Jinshi Gong.

This skill looks rough, but it is actually quite detailed inside.

Many contemporary hard skills, no matter what kind of skills, will face a problem if they are practiced to the extreme.

That means the orifice cannot be defended.

Eyes, ears, mouth, nose, lower body.

These holes, no matter what kind of hard work you practice, you can't exercise them.

But Jinshi Gong gave a new method.

Obviously for this point, there are also many senior geniuses who have thought hard and given a remedy.

That's muscle control!

Zhang Rongfang recalled what Zuo Han taught.

'The essence of Jinshi Gong is actually to control flesh and blood. There are two forms of flesh and blood, one hard and one soft.

What I'm waiting to do is to make it the ultimate. If practiced to the extreme. Where is there no flesh and blood in the whole body? Turn flesh and blood into the strongest defense. That is the highest state of hard work. '

These words seem to be cryptic, but they are actually saying.

The holes in the body are inherently fatal and cannot be avoided.

But we can train the muscles around the hole to be extremely hard, making them a shield to protect the vitals.

Zhang Rongfang deeply agrees.

He saw with his own eyes that Lao Zuo controlled his ears to close down, blocking the ear holes.

I also saw that Zuo Han's eyelids were much thicker than ordinary people, and they were extremely hard to the touch, as if touching the scales of a crocodile.

This degree of exaggeration, let him

"Huh? What scent?"

Suddenly, a faint fragrance entered Zhang Rongfang's nostrils. Interrupt his train of thought.

Inside the martial arts field.

He slowly retreated and stopped.

Looked around.

Just in time to see the figure of the maid Fuxiang, who was coming in from a distance from the courtyard gate, approaching him.

"Didn't I say that no one is allowed to disturb me when I practice martial arts?" Zhang Rong's face darkened.

"Forgive me, Daozi, I didn't come to disturb you,"

Fuxiang spoke softly, slowly raised his head, and looked around.

"I'm here to take you on the road! Capture it with nothing!"

His tone suddenly changed.

Suddenly stepped on the ground, like a golden eagle swooping down, hunting the deer on the ground.

Boom!

The ground is cracked.

Cheng Hui's body was fierce, and he clawed with his bare hands. Da Jue Yin Palm came to Zhang Rongfang in the blink of an eye.

'Following like a shadow! '

This move is a limit-breaking move in the palm of the Great Jueyin, covering all the calculated evasion routes of the opponent with a changeable and agile move.

So as to make it unavoidable.

Da Jue Yin Palm is an excellent martial art for sneak attack, assassination and arrest.

This limit-breaking technique takes this feature to the extreme.

With one move, Zhang Ying will definitely be arrested immediately, making him lose the power to resist, and then

Shua.

Cheng Hui's vision flickered, and the trick he thought he would hit just now was completely missed.

The calm smile on his face froze instantly, and an extremely bad feeling came to his heart.

Immediately, he counterattacked, unfolding the Jinpeng Milu body technique, Xuanying iron hand skill opened and closed, five fingers were as hard as iron, like a sharp blade, and hit the side with one move.

Shua.

The strange thing is that he failed again with this trick.

As for Zhang Rongfang, he just folded his arms, stood upright, and tilted his head.

"How is that possible!?" Cheng Hui's heart became more and more ominous.

The information about Zhang Ying flashed repeatedly in his mind.

No matter which point is fine!

But right now, what the **** is going on! ?

How could it be possible for a person in his thirties to have such martial arts and body skills while practicing literary arts to the Yuanying stage? !

He thinks that he is extremely talented, and he is also one-heartedly focused. He first practiced the Jinpeng Secret Record before practicing the rest of the martial arts.

And the rest, even the top geniuses and inheritors of the major forces, none of them can reach his current speed in their thirties! ?

Cheng Hui was anxious.

Agility became more and more rapid. For a moment, the speed of his figure, combined with the Da Jue Yin palm, hit Zhang Rongfang like a storm.

One palm shadow after another, one sharp claw after another, even if it is a master, it is only at this speed.

It can be said that Cheng Hui at this time has reached the level of a mortal master in terms of speed alone, whether it is moving speed or shooting speed.

but.

No matter how hard he tries.

Can't touch Zhang Rongfang who seems to be close at hand.

Every moment before he makes a move, Zhang Rong conveniently and calmly takes the first step to avoid the direction.

As if he already knew where he was going to attack.

This weird and uncomfortable feeling of aggrievedness made Cheng Hui involuntarily think of a terrible possibility.

He had seen this before, and in others.

And that person is a master!

"No! You are not Zhang Ying at all! Who are you!?" He took a step back and stared at him in disbelief.

Zhang Rongfang didn't bother to answer his question at all.

"Anymore?"

"If not, then you are useless."

He stretched his muscles.

"Although I'm already full. Having dessert after exercise is a good pastime."

He could already smell a trace of fragrance wafting from the other party's body.

That is not the fragrance of women's aromatherapy. Up to now, Zhang Rongfang has been able to clearly distinguish which are aromatherapy, which are body fragrance, and which are flesh and blood fragrance.

Now, he is 100% sure that what he smells is the scent of flesh and blood from the other party.

"Dessert!?!?" The ominousness in Cheng Hui's heart became more and more urgent.

The whole body covered by Zhang Rongfang's eyes, all the skin of the body, unconsciously appeared large areas of goose bumps.

This feeling

never had!

Like never before!

At the moment, he stepped on the ground and hit Zhang Rongfang again with a limit-breaking move.

This move was just a false move. In fact, he waited for the opponent to evade, then took the opportunity to charge forward, and fled forward by dislocation.

Poof.

pity.

His right hand was suddenly wrapped into a wide palm, and was tightly pinched, unable to move.

"Your right leg is exerting force, and your palm is weak. Are you trying to trick me into dodging, and then take the opportunity to escape?" Zhang Rongfang calmly explained all his plans.

"Let go!" Cheng Hui's grasped five fingers slammed into his palm.

With a click, his fingers and nails broke off and bleed.

The other party's hard skills are far superior to his! ?

Don't wait for him to break out of the limit state.

Zhang Rongfang grabbed his arm, like waving a sack, and slammed it **** the ground.

Boom!

Microquake on the ground.

Cheng Hui's whole body was smashed to the ground, and a large number of bones in his body were broken and broken. Qi and blood were scattered and could not gather.

"once."

Zhang Rongfang grabbed Cheng Hui's hair and slammed it back again.

Boom!

The ground shakes.

"Secondary."

He lifted people up again. Hold it high, as if holding it high. At the same time, the knee moves slightly, preparing for a heavy knee thrust.

"Wait!" Cheng Hui was powerless to resist at this time.

There is a huge gap between the two in terms of strength and speed.

His speed is comparable to that of a mortal master, but much worse than that of a god-worshiping master.

When facing Zhang Rongfang, who is now comparable to the level of a god-worshiping master, the strength of the two is like an adult compared to a child.

You must know that the strength of a mortal master has never been about physical fitness.

It's skills, realm, and the terrifying lethality of equipment explosions.

As for physical fitness, worshiping gods has always surpassed human beings.

last blow.

In Cheng Hui's drowsy mind, an alarm bell suddenly rang.

He had a hunch that this time, even if he didn't die, he would be completely destroyed.

Do not.

Do not!

He can't die!

He has struggled for so many years! Bearing humiliation for so many years! How can you die here like a joke! Waste here! ?

The strong desire to survive made countless thoughts in his mind spin wildly.

"Wait! I know where the goddess is!"

Countless words, countless thoughts, finally gathered into one sentence.

Hoo.

Zhang Rongfang caught his downward movement and gave him a sudden pause.

"Huh? You know?" He thought for a while, and carefully erected Cheng Hui.

The right foot suddenly stepped on the ground.

Chick!

Under great force, his toes forcibly pierced two half-meter-deep holes in the martial arts arena.

Then he inserted Cheng Hui straight in.

Zhang Rongfang even had time to help him straighten his messy collar.

"Jin Peng Mi Lu's movement method, you are from the Golden Wing Building, right? Come, tell me well, what do you know?"

Cheng Hui looked at the burly, 2.5-meter-high exaggerated giant in front of him.

The bitterness in my heart is indescribable.

Before he came, he thought he was sure of winning.

As a result, there was no more than 20 breaths before and after the fight, and he became the miserable state he is now.

Not even using the limit state.

The gap between the two is too big.

At a certain moment, he even thought that the other party was a master of worshiping gods.

"Tiannv Tongzhang. Now she has broken through to the master of extreme realm. Not long ago, she was injured by the first head of Yuanhan of Xizong Zhenfo Temple. Now she should be lurking in Ze Province to recuperate from her injuries."

Seeing the other party's dangerous eyes again, he hastily said something useful first.

"Ze province. Is it that far away?" Zhang Rongfang frowned slightly.

"It's very far away. Moreover, according to the internal information of Xizong, no one knows the current Tiannv. She has only one goal, which is revenge. She was injured and hunted down by the Grandmaster of Xizong before, and now after stepping into the Grandmaster of the Extreme Realm, she is also Get revenge as soon as possible." Cheng Hui said hastily.

(end of this chapter)