Fairy Strange: Eighty Years of Boy Kung Fu in the Beginning

Phew~~~

The cold wind blew, and a cloud of oil paper wrapped in snacks was blown away on the street.

The oil paper rolled a few times on the bluestone slab, snapped on the ground, and was stepped on by a shoe stained with black blood.

Several men with a strong smell of blood stood at the door of the restaurant.

The hustle and bustle, even some ear-shattering sounds came from the restaurant, and several people walked into the restaurant.

The trampled oil paper was blown away again, rolling along the empty streets along with the noise of the restaurant.

As the number of martial artists pouring into Wucheng became more and more, the county magistrate was completely unable to control these martial artists.

On the streets of Wucheng, except for liquor shops and restaurants, there are almost no shops open anymore.

An inexplicable atmosphere enveloped the entire Witch City, like before the storm, quiet and depressing.

......

Call!

Mo Xuan exhaled a long breath, retracted the work, and the golden color on the surface of his skin slowly faded.

Today is the day of the ghost market auction.

After five days of hard training, Mo Xuan's strength was stable at seven hundred catties in the Skin Training Realm.

Although Mo Xuan insisted on tempering the skin membrane three times a day, he practiced the skin fifteen times when he was full.

However, in the past two days, the Blood Tempering Gong has risen to 90% of the first glimpse door diameter, and the wind drinking knife method has reached 50% of the first peek door diameter.

After the energy value rose to 2 points, Mo Xuan found that his speed of cultivating martial arts was significantly faster.

"It seems that this 'ability' represents potential understanding, and the potential enlightenment is high, and cultivation will be twice as effective with half the effort."

Mo Xuan analyzed in his heart.

However, there is one exception - Bafang Punch!

Bafang Chong Fist is still stuck at 99% of the hall.

Mo Xuan was not in a hurry, Bafang Chong Fist, the most important practical exercise, I am afraid that he will not be able to practice alone, and he will have to break through in fighting with people.

"The extra life is getting less and less, and if you don't gain anything from tonight's trip to the ghost market, you can only think of another way."

Looking at the value displayed on the human skin paper, Mo Xuan sighed in his heart: Mo Xuan's

life: two years (+21

) can: 2

skills: congenital boy skill (50% of entering the hall) Bafang punching (99% of entering the hall) Blood Burning Gong (90%

of the first glimpse of the door diameter) Drinking knife (50% of the first glimpse of the door diameter) Evaluation: Useful waste materials, dead people who die soon!

After putting away the human skin paper, Mo Xuan prepared to rest for a while, and then continued to temper the skin paper.

......

At the same time, the gate of Mofu.

A group of martial artists with long knives, surrounded by a two-meter-tall man, blocked the gate.

"Quickly inform your family master, the three masters of Hidden Dragon Mountain are visiting!"

A small man stepped forward and shouted at the four guards who were already stunned at the door.

Shi Zhenhu stood there, not speaking, but just the momentum he exuded made the Mo family's guards breathless.

Seeing this, several guards hurriedly rushed into the house.

After a few breaths, these guards ran outside Mo Cang's study.

"Home... Master, there are robbers coming to the door! One of the guards gasped.

"Robbers? Who is it? Mo Cang calmly put down the brush and asked with a frown.

"The other party said... Say what is the three masters of Hidden Dragon Mountain. The guard replied truthfully.

"Hidden Dragon Mountain?" Mo Cang's face suddenly changed.

"Order, the female dependents of the mansion immediately pack up their things and leave through the back door, in addition, send a good foot to the county to inform Gao County Order!"

After Mo Cang finished his order, he immediately walked quickly towards the direction of the gate of Mo Mansion.

Before Mo Cang reached the gate, there was a loud noise in the direction of the gate.

Rumble!

The two door panels flew out directly off the door frame, banged twice, and smashed on the roof a few meters away.

"This door is a bit of a hindrance and blocks Lao Tzu."

Shi Zhenhu clapped his hands and strode into Mo Mansion.

The more than thirty Mo Mansion guards around and the people hired by Mo Cang from the Dart Bureau did not dare to speak.

Just now, Shi Zhenhu just fluttered twice, and the hundreds of pounds of door panels flew out, if he dared to rush up, I was afraid that he would be slapped into meat sauce by the other party between his backhand.

"Three masters, some miss the far welcome, some miss the far welcome!"

Mo Cang, who was sweating profusely, took Zhao Bao and the others and greeted him.

"You are Mo Cang?"

Shi Zhenhu bowed his head slightly and looked down at Mo Cang.

"Yes, the three masters." Mo Cang's back was already soaked, not only running over hot, but also the huge pressure he was under when facing a murderer like Shi Zhenhu.

Hidden Dragon Mountain, that is a bandit's den that dares to confront the imperial court!

Shi Zhenhu is the third leader of the Hidden Dragon Mountain, with countless lives on his hands, and the imperial court also offered a reward of 100,000 gold for this!

Mo Cang couldn't understand why such a murderer would come to the door.

"Patriarch Mo is standing here, are you going to invite me in for a sip of tea?"

Shi Zhenhu said lightly, glancing at the people around him.

Being stared at by Shi Zhenhu, everyone stiffened and did not dare to move.

"The three masters said and laughed, so I will order the next person to prepare good tea for you." Mo Cang hurriedly replied, afraid that Shi Zhenhu would take the opportunity to attack.

Shi Zhenhu nodded, and under the leadership of Mo Cang, he went to the welcome hall of Mo Mansion.

......

"What sound?"

Mo Xuan, who had just taken off his clothes and was about to jump into the bucket to polish his skin, quickly put on his clothes and stuffed the human skin paper into his arms.

"Young Master, there are robbers, there are robbers coming!" Outside the study, Xiaoqing knocked on the door in a panic.

"What robber?" Mo Xuan opened the door, and Xiaoqing fell into his arms.

"I... I didn't know, I just heard them say to hurry up and leave through the back door. Xiaoqing raised his head and stared at Mo Xuan and said.

"Where are the robbers now?" Mo Xuan acted calmly and did not panic.

"It's like... It seems to be on the other side of the gate, and the movement just now came from the direction of the gate. Infected

by Mo Xuan, Xiaoqing was not so panicked.

"You pack your things and leave through the back door." Mo Xuan ordered, pushing Xiaoqing away with one hand.

"That young master, you can't come with me..." Before Xiaoqing finished speaking, Mo Xuanren had already disappeared.

"How is the young master... Disappeared? Xiaoqing looked around, a little dumbfounded.

Quickly running in the mansion, in a few breaths, Mo Xuan came to the outside of the reception hall.

"Here!" Mo Xuan stopped and did not walk in rashly, but stood outside the crowd and looked at the big man in the hall.

"Hahaha, the Mo family master is really bold, then I will accept these 500,000 taels of silver for the time being!"

Shi Zhenhu said with a smile, and the thick voice shook Mo Cang's head sitting next to him, and even the dust on the beams was shaken down.

"The three masters are polite." Mo Cang's face turned pale, and he could barely squeeze out a smile.

"Patriarch Mo rest assured, when my eldest brother succeeds in overthrowing that Great Yin Dynasty, at that time, I will definitely not forget your benefits!"

Shi Zhenhu stood up and said with a smile.

Hearing this, Mo Cang's face turned even whiter, and he did not answer.

"No one was injured, and there didn't seem to be any traces of fighting..." Mo

Xuan observed the surroundings and noticed that neither Shi Zhenhu's side nor the people in his house were injured.

"The other party should be a bone training martial artist..." Seeing Zhao Bao, who was pale and extremely nervous in the hall, Mo Xuan speculated in his heart.

At this time, in the hall, Shi Zhenhu, who had already stood up, walked to the bronze stove used to burn charcoal in the hall.

"Patriarch Mo, how heavy does your stove weigh?" Shi Zhenhu looked at the stove in front of him and asked.

When Mo Cang heard this, he turned his head to look at Zhao Bao, and he really didn't know the weight of the stove.

"Back to the three masters, this stove weighs eight hundred catties, and if there is charcoal in it, it is estimated to be nine hundred catties." Zhao Bao hurriedly replied.

"Eight hundred catties?" Shi Zhenhu smiled and pressed the palm that was wider than an ordinary face on the roof of the stove.

The ground shook slightly, and Shi Zhenhu lifted the stove with one hand.

In the distance, Mo Xuan saw this scene, his brows furrowed slightly, and he retreated behind everyone.

"Well, it's almost eight hundred pounds."

Shi Zhenhu nodded, and then, with a bang, put the stove he lifted on the ground.

Seeing this, everyone in Mofu was surprised and slightly relieved.

They were really worried that this third master of the Hidden Dragon Mountain would pick up the stove and smash people.

However, the next moment, something unexpected happened.

Rumble !!

The ground shook.

Snap!

In the hall, the floor tiles burst, and the stove that was originally put back to the ground by Shi Zhenhu was slowly pressed into the ground by Shi Zhenhu at this moment!

Rumble!!

The huge force made the house shake, and in the horrified eyes of everyone, two-thirds of the entire stove was pressed into the ground!

"I haven't had an event for a long time." Shi Zhenhuyun clapped his hands lightly.

"Is this a bone training martial artist?"

Through the gap in the crowd in front, Mo Xuan stared closely at the stove that was pressed into the floor of the hall.

One power, bone training like steel!