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

So Zhang Lingshan readily accepted it.

According to what he knew after practicing for so long, ordinary people couldn't drink medicinal herbs every day like him.

It's not because you can't afford to drink, but because drinking too much will cause various diseases, and your body will get worse the more you drink.

Only because he has a panel that can directly convert the medicinal power into energy, thereby reducing the burden on his body, can he drink it every day.

In other words, the meals and Sihe soup in the martial arts hall are completely sufficient for ordinary people to practice, and there is no need for extra meals.

So these five taels of silver are just money in Song Dazhuang's hands, but in Zhang Lingshan's hands, they will be turned into energy points and make a great contribution to improving his strength.

Zhang Lingshan naturally would not refuse this kind offer to speed up his cultivation.

The worst thing to do is to pay back a little more when you repay the money in the future, just to show your gratitude to Brother Da Zhuang for giving him timely help.

"Brother Da Zhuang, I accept this offer, but I still need a job, otherwise I will be left with nothing and I won't be able to pay you back."

Zhang Lingshan asked again.

Song Dazhuang smiled and said: "You are thinking too much, so let's polish the skin first. After the skin polishing, all kinds of people will naturally come to you, and then you will only think that there are too many things that affect you. Practice.”

"Is that so?"

Zhang Lingshan didn't know what was going on here.

But since Senior Brother Da Zhuang said so, it is naturally true.

Zhang Lingshan stopped thinking about this.

He calmed down and spent the rest of the day practicing the Red Line Boxing, except for rubbing his skin with iron sand step by step and taking medicinal baths.

Naturally, there is no shortage of energy supplements from spiritual root grass.

So day by day, the strength is improving in an orderly manner.

This day.

After taking a medicinal bath at home, Zhang Lingshan suddenly felt blessed, his body trembled slightly, and the skin all over his body tightened.

An indescribable feeling came to my mind.

‘Did you succeed? Is this the skin-grinding realm? ’

Zhang Lingshan was surprised.

This breakthrough feels a bit too casual, not as big as the previous successful breakthrough of Hunyuan Zhengyang pile.

But this doesn’t mean that Microdermabrasion is garbage.

It's because the skin resurfacing along the way is done slowly and step by step. It can be said that it comes naturally, and naturally there won't be much movement.

Although the movement is small, the changes are not small.

Zhang Lingshan scratched the back of his hand with his fingernails and found that the back of his hand was as hard as leather. There was no pain at all. He just felt like he was being scratched.

Next he took out the knife with his right hand.

Then use your left hand to tighten the back of your hand and pull it down with a knife.

I saw a white mark on the back of my hand, and felt a slight pain.

‘This is cowhide! ’

Zhang Lingshan nodded secretly.

This breakthrough was not an illusion, the skin was really as hard as cowhide, and an ordinary knife blade could not scratch it.

This means that I finally have some confidence in this world!

Even if an ordinary person cuts himself with a knife, he is not afraid.

From this moment on, he completely broke away from the ranks of ordinary people and became a true warrior.

The next day.

As soon as Zhang Lingshan arrived at the martial arts hall, several eyes immediately fell on him.

"Skin removal?"

One senior brother exclaimed.

It only took more than half a month to smooth the skin smoothly. Zhang Lingshan is indeed a genius. At least in terms of physical recovery ability, he has already surpassed many people.

"It's because the skin has been polished, and the complexion is different."

Another senior brother nodded, also unable to conceal his shock.

He quickly walked up to Zhang Lingshan and said, "Junior Brother Shan, do you know me?"

"Senior Brother Feng Shaolong?"

Zhang Lingshan tentatively said.

He really wasn't familiar with it.

I was able to name him because his family owned a pharmacy. I often went to Feng's pharmacy to buy medicine. I met him once, but I never spoke to him.

What did he mean when he suddenly came over to talk to me today?

"Sure enough, Junior Brother Shan knows me. I remember seeing you once in a medicine shop. But I have been busy practicing before and haven't communicated with Junior Brother Shan yet. We might as well practice today."

Feng Shaolong said with a smile, and then said: "By the way, I am in the stone skin realm. Hit me with all your strength. Don't be afraid of hurting me."

‘A match? ’

Zhang Lingshan's heart moved.

Although I don’t know why the other party is so enthusiastic all of a sudden, I am really not very proficient in red line boxing, so I was sent to my door to practice with him. If I don’t practice, it will be useless.

So he immediately nodded: "Okay, then I'll trouble Senior Brother Feng."

"No trouble, no trouble. Master has told us that our Red Line Boxing style is actual combat. It is also the responsibility of every senior brother to help him."

"Okay, then Junior Brother, I will take action."

Zhang Lingshan quickly made a starting gesture, which was a sun-hugging gesture of first saluting and then attacking. It was considered as a greeting to the opponent and to show respect for the opponent.

Then, he rubbed his feet hard and jumped forward. His fists were like raindrops, slamming into Feng Shaolong's chest.

"Well done!"

Feng Shaolong praised him and calmly put his fists together in front of his chest, turning into a shield, blocking Zhang Lingshan's fists firmly.

Then, the two of them went back and forth, with Zhang Lingshan as the main attacker and Feng Shaolong as the defender. They moved around in the yard, causing waves of heat.

It was obviously the cold winter season, but the two of them were fighting fiercely, like two big stoves, constantly emitting heat.

suddenly!

Feng Shaolong turned his defense into offense and punched Zhang Lingshan in the face.

Zhang Lingshan was shocked and dodged quickly, but Feng Shaolong caught up with him and punched him in the chest.

Bang, bang, bang!

Zhang Lingshan took a few steps back, his face slightly red, and some blood and qi surged.

But soon, the blood and qi fell back. He unbuttoned his clothes and looked at his chest, only to see a pink fist mark on it.

Looking back at Feng Shaolong's arms, abdomen or any part of his body that he hit, there was nothing unusual.

It was as if his fist was a ball of cotton, hitting someone only tickled them, but couldn't hurt them at all.

Zhang Lingshan couldn't help but look stunned and disappointed.

I thought I had broken through to the level of cowhide, and I was reborn to become a real warrior.

But reality gave him a blow.

He used all his strength to attack, but he couldn't hurt Feng Shaolong at all.

Is this the gap between himself and the stone-skinned warrior?

"Junior Brother Shan."

Feng Shaolong came to Zhang Lingshan, patted his shoulder and woke him up.

Then he said earnestly: "Junior Brother Shan's fighting style is a little raw, but the power burst is good, and he is considered to be the best among the beginners.

"As long as you practice more fighting styles, practice more with different people, and see more fighting styles, you will definitely learn something.

"My medicine shop is just in need of some herb-collecting guards, and there are many good ones among them, which is just suitable for sparring.

"Junior Brother Shan, are you interested in coming to my Feng's medicine shop?

"I will give you 20 taels of silver as a monthly salary.

"You don't need to stay in Feng's medicine shop all the time. You only need to go out when you need to collect herbs. How about it?"