Warrior's Troubleshooting System

Chapter 75 Golden Armguard
Fang Han put the golden armguard on his right arm slowly, and then he saw purple magic energy shoot out as soon as the golden armguard touched his arm.

Waves of demonic energy danced in the void like crazy demons one after another, and Fang Han felt a bone-piercing pain in his arm.

Fang Han gritted his teeth and endured without screaming. He was worried that he would not be able to bear it if he screamed.

The pain continued to intensify and soon spread to his upper body. Fang Han felt that this pain had surpassed the highest level of pain for a woman giving birth.

In excruciating pain, he saw that his skin and muscles were torn apart by the demonic energy. Channels of demonic energy surged out from the torn muscles, and his upper body was soon wrapped in the dancing demonic energy.

The torn muscle grew bigger and bigger like an inflated balloon, and the severe pain caused Fang Han to crush the wooden stick in his mouth.

He felt that if this continued, he might pass out from the pain and die.

So he yelled, endured the severe pain and punched the broken jade fist against the void, blood and devil energy splashed into the air and onto the wall with his punches, but most of them fell to the ground.

From a distance, Fang Han looked like a blood demon, his strong body was completely soaked in blood, dancing wildly in the envelope of demon energy.

As the Broken Jade Fist was thrown out one by one, Fang Han became weaker and weaker, and the speed of punching out became faster and faster.

Fang Han's consciousness also became blurred. He knew in his heart that he would die if he continued like this, but he couldn't regain consciousness at all.

Just when he thought he was about to die, a shout appeared in his mind:

"I'll teach you a set of saber techniques. You can use your hand as a saber to suppress the demon energy, otherwise you will become a demon corpse."

Then, a golden armored general appeared in Fang Han's mind, holding a three-pointed two-edged knife, dancing golden light in a dark space.

Fang Han, who was weak, also started to dance. He didn't have a knife in his hand, so he followed the voice and danced with his hand as a knife.

Although his dancing speed was very slow, the devilish energy shot out from his muscles gradually shrank into his muscles, tightening the opened muscle gaps.

The muscles continued to expand at a speed visible to the naked eye. When all the demonic energy in the golden armguard was released, a stream of pure white immortal energy flowed out, like a stream of smoke. This stream of immortal energy curled up and reached Fang Han's forehead. This immortal energy surged towards Fang Han's forehead, tore a crack in Fang Han's forehead and then poured into Fang Han's forehead, but the crack that was torn open did not close again.

Due to the contraction of the magic energy, Fang Han's wound was tightened, which achieved the effect of hemostasis. An hour later, Fang Han stood in the blood-stained warehouse and lit a cigarette, then took off his upper body clothes and walked out of the warehouse.

He has been transformed into a little giant three meters tall, and the muscles on his body are like hills.

It's just that there are torn scars all over the hilly body, and on his broad back is a cyan tattoo of a three-pointed two-edged knife.

After Fang Han told Liu Feng about his strange experience, Liu Feng thought of the old grandfather in the online article, so he said to Fang Han:
"There must be an old man who wants to give you a hand."

Unexpectedly, as soon as Liu Feng finished speaking, a voice sounded in Liu Feng's mind:
"Asshole, you are the old man."

Liu Feng could tell that this was not the voice of the system, so he was so frightened that he broke into a cold sweat and said hurriedly:
"Dare to ask who is the senior?"

"Your strength is too weak, you don't deserve to know."

said the voice.

Liu Feng had black hair, and the old man Fang Han provoked was so stingy that he couldn't tell the truth.

After Liu Feng told Fang Han what he heard, Fang Han took a breath of cigarette and analyzed:
"This should have something to do with the golden armguard. This golden armguard may have come from a heavenly general, and if you learn the sword technique of a heavenly general, you will be one with the sword, so a three-pointed two-handed sword appeared on my back. Bladed tattoos."

After all, Fang Han stood up suddenly, his palm spread out like a knife in his hand, and slammed into the ground. A three-meter-long uniform crack opened on the ground, as if cut open by a long knife.

After a while, Zhu Lihong and Xiao Caidao also came out. Their condition was much better than Fang Han's, and there was no wound on their bodies.

After seeing everyone, they hugged each other and Liu Feng applauded their success.

The strength of the Sky Budokan has finally grown stronger, and from now on, he is no longer the only one fighting.

Fang Han went to take a shower, washed away the blood all over his body, changed his clothes and said:
"Teacher, we can go back to Jiangbei City to save Tuzha Village."

"Let's go back to Jiangbei."

Liu Feng said.

With Liu Feng's order, a group of people in the Sky Budokan packed their bags and walked out of the slums.

At this time, the security commissioner and the city owner who had been vomiting blood by Liu Fengqi were drinking tea in the villa of the owner of the auction site. They brought 200 million euros in consultation fees this time, and wanted to inquire about Liu Feng's hiding place.

The real owner of Chambord City is the owner of the auction house. Although the property he controls is only the auction house, his eyeliner covers all levels of the Chambord field, and he himself has the strength of the second-rank silver. It is also the strongest warrior force in Chambord City.

But the real owner of Chambord City has no interest in the right and wrong of Chambord City. He is a servant of a member of the Federal Parliament and manages the auction house in Chambord City for his master.

He only needs to understand all the abnormal events in Chambord City, and then eliminate the abnormal events that threaten the auction house. If the auction house's business is done well, he will be appreciated by the master, and thus get the equipment and wealth bestowed by the master.

The owner of the auction house sat in the chair with a corrupt belly, holding a blue and white porcelain teacup in his hand, blew on the steaming tea, took a sip of tea, and said to the city owner and the security commissioner:

"Drinking tea, it's not good to drink when it's cold."

The city lord and the security commissioner were anxious, worried that Liu Feng would escape, but in the villa of the owner of the auction house, they didn't dare to make mistakes, so they could only taste tea slowly.

The owner of the auction house took a sip of tea and said slowly:

"Two strange things happened in Jiangbei City recently. The first one was that the poor people in the slums got two gold bars from nowhere. Each gold bar was [-] grams. Each of them exchanged dozens of gold bars. After having some money, they all fled outside Chambord, and now the slums are empty."

"This is the first one. The second one is that a group of beggars living in an abandoned factory in a slum haven't come out to beg for food for two days. It's not like those beggars."

The city lord and the security commissioner immediately understood that Liu Feng and his apprentices were hiding in an abandoned factory in the slums.

(End of this chapter)