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

"Disciple Zhang Lingshan, I have met the master."

Zhang Lingshan entered the room to greet him and saw several people standing in the room, while Hong Zhengdao was half lying on the bed, looking sick.

I saw that his entire right arm and right shoulder were wrapped in white cloth. If you look carefully, you can even see blood oozing out.

"Xiaoshan is here. Why are you still taking things? Haha, find a place to sit down and wait for the others to arrive."

Hong Zhengdao smiled slightly, but his voice was not as loud as before.

"yes."

Zhang Lingshan immediately stood aside.

It was impossible to sit down. He didn't dare to sit around when no one else was sitting down.

As he stood, he secretly looked at everyone.

At this time, besides Hong Zhengdao and him, there were four people in the room.

Sitting in front of Hong Zhengdao's bed was a tall woman with a broad back. She was always facing Hong Zhengdao. Zhang Lingshan didn't see what she looked like. He could only see that her hair was tied into a high ponytail.

However, among the six disciples of the Hong Family Martial Arts School, there was only one woman, Hong Wenjuan, the daughter of Hong Zhengdao, and she must be this one.

There were three people left, one was an elegant young man, the other was a dark-skinned man who looked like a farmer, and the one close to Zhang Lingshan was a man with a kind face who looked like he was middle-aged.

He noticed Zhang Lingshan observing him and smiled kindly.

Zhang Lingshan also responded politely.

At this time, two people rushed into the room. One person knelt down and cried: "Master! You are finally willing to see us. I haven't seen you these days. You don't know how worried we are."

The other person was not so exaggerated, but he quickly knelt down and echoed: "Yes."

Zhang Lingshan took a closer look.

The one crying was Pan Mingzhong, who was shrugging his shoulders, especially excited.

The other fat guy is naturally Zhu Wei.

"Everyone, get up, I'm not dead yet, why are you crying?" Hong Zhengdao pretended to be angry.

"It's Master, the disciple is wrong."

Pan Mingzhong quickly stopped talking, stood up together with Zhu Wei, and then stood next to Zhang Lingshan.

Only then did he notice that Zhang Lingshan was here, and his eyes couldn't help showing surprise and confusion. He looked at Zhu Wei with an inexplicable mood.

"Master, the disciple is late."

Outside the door, someone suddenly shouted.

Hong Zhengdao's face immediately showed a happy look and said: "Qing'er is here, come in quickly."

"yes."

A majestic and handsome man strode in.

It is Zhao Qing, the great disciple of the Hong Family Martial Arts School!

During Hong Zhengdao's absence, it was this man who maintained everything in Hong's martial arts school.

It is said that his parents died young, and he has been following Hong Zhengdao since he learned martial arts. He has a close relationship with father and son, so it is not an exaggeration to call him the young master of the Hong Family Martial Arts School.

He didn't come alone at this time.

A closer look revealed that behind him was a pockmarked young man who was a head shorter than him. As soon as he entered the door, he bowed: "Disciple Tian Fei, I have met the master."

"Uh-huh."

Hong Zhengdao nodded and said: "Qing'er, come and sit here, everyone should sit down, don't stand.

"I called you here today because I want to ask your opinion on something.

"Let me talk about the first thing first, Qing'er, you are now a grown man, it's time to get married.

"I said before that I will arrange the wedding for You and Xiaojuan when I come back. I think it can be put on the agenda."

Hong Zhengdao said with a smile.

"father!"

Hong Wenjuan lowered her head shyly in front of the bed.

But Zhao Qing suddenly stood up and said in a deep voice: "Master, this is not the time to say this. You are injured and it is the time when you need everyone to take care of you. How can you still have the energy to arrange a wedding? I think you should start now. The right way is to recuperate, and let’s not talk about marriage again!”

"What did you say!?"

Hong Zhengdao's expression changed. He didn't expect that Zhao Qing would dare to talk to him like this. His blood immediately surged with anger, and his aura exploded.

In an instant, the temperature of the entire room rose several degrees, and the air pressure dropped to an extremely low level. Everyone looked at this scene in shock, holding their breath and not daring to say a word.

The senior brother openly disobeyed the master. What did he want to do?

I saw Zhao Qing's face was calm, and he did not shy away from Hong Zhengdao's gaze. He looked directly at him and said calmly: "Master, when I came today, I thought you would say something useful. I didn't expect you to just say such nonsense? What a shame. I'm disappointed!

"You are good at everything, but you are too arbitrary in what you do and don't care whether others can tolerate it or not.

"In my heart, Juanmei has always been my sister. I have never thought of marrying her, and I have never promised you anything. How can we get married?

"I advise you to take good care of your injuries now and don't get angry over meaningless things, lest you lose your strength and worsen your injuries.

“That’s it, I hope you’ll take care of yourself.

"I still have things to do, so I won't listen to you talking to yourself here. Tian Fei, let's go!"

After Zhao Qing finished speaking, he didn't even look at Hong Wenjuan from beginning to end. He flicked his sleeves and strode away.

Tian Fei immediately followed behind.

In the blink of an eye, the two of them left everyone's sight and were no longer heard.

"puff!"

Hong Zhengdao spat out a mouthful of blood and cursed: "Beast, beast! I knew he was ambitious. I've seen it a long time ago. He's a bastard. He's ungrateful. He raised him so big in vain. As soon as I was injured, he turned his back on me." Go away, what a white-eyed wolf!"

"Dad, Brother Qing..."

"Shut up!"

Hong Zhengdao interrupted her sharply: "I'm doing this all for you, and you still speak for him?

"If he hadn't found a way out, how dare he go against me like this?

"Just look at why he disappeared these two days. It seems that he has already found a way out!"

After saying that, he looked at Hong Wenjuan with a look of disappointment: "I told you to take the initiative and have a child. Everything will be perfect. You just didn't listen and insisted on waiting for others to take the initiative. Now, she ran away! After raising her for so long, she doesn't want you anymore."

"Wow!"

Hong Wenjuan felt humiliated, burst into tears, and ran out with her face covered.

Zhang Lingshan felt a flash in front of his eyes, and the dark man beside him also ran out and shouted: "Senior Sister!"

"Uh..."

Zhang Lingshan was speechless.

What is this.

Shouldn't the children of Jianghu be happy to avenge their grievances? Why are they doing these love affairs, and it's a love triangle, which really makes people speechless.

"Run, run, run, run if you want to run. "

Hong Zhengdao sighed, his face showing fatigue, as if he had aged ten years in an instant.

Zhu Wei left the place quickly with his head down and said nothing, as if he was afraid that it would be too late if he didn't leave now.

Pan Mingzhong didn't leave.

Zhang Lingshan was secretly surprised. Isn't it said that those who are righteous are often butchers? How did Zhu Wei, the fat butcher, break his stereotype?

He originally thought that Pan Mingzhong, the old and slick guy, should find another way out.

The reality was completely the opposite.

You can't judge a person by his appearance.

"If you don't leave, then I'll tell you the second thing."

Hong Zhengdao looked at Zhang Lingshan and Pan Mingzhong and said, "Although the two of you haven't broken through the flesh refining stage yet, with your talents, it's only a matter of time before you break through the flesh refining stage. I will accept you as my disciples in advance today. Are you willing?"

"Disciple is willing!" Pan Mingzhong bowed down and said excitedly, "Disciple has waited for this day for too long."

Zhang Lingshan said, "Disciple is willing too. "

Hong Zhengdao finally showed a smile on his face: "Okay, it seems that not all of my disciples are like Zhao Qing. Xu Liang."

"The disciples are here!"

The young man stepped forward immediately.

Hong Zhengdao said: "Zhao Qing ran away, Xiao Juan is not here either, you are the eldest brother now, please test their current progress on my behalf. If possible, just pass on my skills directly."

"Yes!"

Xu Liang solemnly replied, and then said to Zhang Lingshan and Pan Mingzhong: "Two junior brothers, come out and practice with me."

The two hurriedly followed him out.

"I'll go first."

Pan Mingzhong excitedly stepped forward and made a starting posture: "Junior brother Pan Mingzhong, please teach me."

"You can use all your strength to hit me."

Xu Liang stepped back with his left foot, lifted the hem of his clothes with his left hand, put his right foot and right hand in front, and said lightly.

"Okay! Then junior brother will not be polite! "

Pan Mingzhong rushed forward immediately, and his fist hit Xu Liang's chest like a cannon hammer.

He was indignant at Xu Liang's arrogance, and he dared to use one hand and one foot to deal with him. He vowed to make him look good, so that Master Hong would know that he, Pan Mingzhong, was also a good seedling.

Bang!

There was a muffled sound, and Xu Liang received Pan Mingzhong's punch with his palm, and then his hand was like a big cattail leaf fan, covering Pan Mingzhong's violent fist and fanning it away.

A magical scene appeared.

It was obviously Pan Mingzhong who was the main attacker, and Xu Liang did not move.

But at this moment, Pan Mingzhong Pan Mingzhong seemed to be trapped by Xu Liang's palm technique. No matter how he moved, he could not leave Xu Liang. All his movements were under Xu Liang's control.

Pan Mingzhong became more and more depressed as he fought. Finally, he roared, and the blood line spread to the back of his fist. The fierce force hit Xu Liang fiercely.

He didn't believe that he couldn't push Xu Liang back half a step after bursting out all his strength?

Swish!

Xu Liang suddenly changed his tactics. His five fingers gathered together, like a bird's beak. Ding Ding fell down twice, and touched Pan Mingzhong's fists and wrists.

"Ah!"

Pan Mingzhong screamed, and felt a burning pain in his hands. The blood line immediately retreated, and two red dots were left on his wrists, which hurt at the touch.

He stood there blankly, not understanding what was going on.

"This is called blood claw hand."

Xu Liang explained: "Our grappling method after the red line fist, the claws can point and grab, and the hands can hold. You have practiced the Red Line Fist quite well, and the force has reached the back of your hand and the root of your fingers. You have passed the test, and I will teach you the Blood Claw Fist later. "

Pan Mingzhong immediately woke up from his previous defeat and shouted happily: "Thank you, Senior Brother!"

"Well, you step aside, and I will test Junior Brother Shan next. Junior Brother Shan, please."

Xu Liang continued to stand in place and made a gesture of invitation.

Zhang Lingshan bowed: "Zhang Lingshan, please teach me, Senior Brother."

Swish!

He pounced on him like a tiger, and like Pan Mingzhong, he fought more than a dozen rounds under Xu Liang, and then roared wildly, also stimulating the blood line to the back of his fist.

"This kid! "

Pan Mingzhong was shocked.

He originally thought that Master Hong called Zhang Lingshan because he saw Zhang Lingshan's potential for future development, but he didn't expect that this kid had quietly trained to bronze skin.

Although his blood line was not as bright as his own, it was obviously forced to reach the back of his hand.

But it has only been a short time since he successfully polished his skin, and he has already reached this level.

How did this kid practice? It's incredible!

Pan Mingzhong didn't know that Zhang Lingshan didn't actually break through to bronze skin, and the Red Line Fist hadn't been fully developed.

The reason why the blood line was stimulated to the back of the hand was simply because he was forced to refine his flesh once by the Mountain Opening Axe Method.

In fact, after dozens of rounds of sparring with Xu Liang, Zhang Lingshan has already explored Xu Liang's strength. He believes that if he bursts out with all his strength, he is absolutely confident that he can repel Xu Liang.

But there is no need to do so.

Because Pan Mingzhong's strength is enough to learn the Blood Claw Hand, then he only needs to be on par with Pan Mingzhong, and there is no need to expose too much.

It is safest to keep a hand in everything.

But even so, everyone looked at him as if they were looking at a ghost, and was frightened by this junior brother who was far ahead in talent.

It has only been a short time, from a martial arts rookie, he has directly transformed into a bronze-skinned warrior.

"Junior Brother Shan, you..."

Xu Liang was stunned for a long time, and then said: "You have also passed the test and can directly learn the Blood Claw Hand. So, I will practice the Blood Claw Hand first, and you will remember it well."

"Yes!"

Zhang Lingshan was delighted.

Not long ago, I was thinking about practicing a grappling hand, and this Blood Claw Hand came, and it is also matched with the Red Line Fist, which is its subsequent practice.

Blood Claw Hand, as the name implies, is to practice the red line of Red Line Fist to the fingertips, and then all the claws are blood claws.

The advantage of Red Line Fist itself is that it is extremely strong and powerful, the power comes from the fist, and the attack power is strong.

Blood Claw Hand now uses the power to the fingertips. If it grabs the enemy's joints, kidneys, throat and other parts, how terrible will the lethality be?

You should know that Xu Liang just did that. Even though he knew the opponent's technique and was fully focused on defense, he still couldn't dodge it.

It can be seen how fast the Blood Claw Hand is after it is practiced.

Red Line Fist is fierce, and it is a fight of strength.

Blood Claw Hand is fast, and it is a fight of skills.

When the two are combined, both strength and skills are available, and the combat effectiveness will inevitably soar. No wonder Hong Zhengdao is famous in the outer city. This is his signature!

"Hurry, hurry, hurry, must be fast!

"The power is already there, the Blood Claw Hand only practices speed, using speed to beat slowness, using strength to beat weakness, and specifically picking the enemy's weak defense.

"The fighting method is the same as the training method.

"Remember, look for the weak spots in the air."

"Where the hand passes, there must be wind, and where the wind passes, there is a difference in the strength of the air.

"When the wind is strong, the resistance is strong, and the hand is slow; when the wind is weak, the resistance is small, and the hand is fast.

"When you can find the weak spots in the air every time, the blood claw hand will be truly practiced."

Xu Liang taught seriously and gave earnest advice.

Zhang Lingshan said: "Yes, junior brother has taken note."

"Well, both of you have a good memory and are familiar with the routine. As long as you practice more every day, it is only a matter of time before you can get started. If you still don't understand something, you can also find me. I will stay in the martial arts hall from now on."

"Junior brother knows."

Zhang Lingshan and Pan Mingzhong said together.

At this time, it was already late in the evening. It turned out that they had been practicing for so long without realizing it.

"Let's have dinner together."

Hong Zhengdao said in the house.

The disciples agreed.

At the banquet, Zhang Lingshan learned that the dark-skinned man who ran out to chase Hong Wenjuan was his fourth senior brother Wu Yuanqing.

The kind middle-aged man who smiled at him in the room before was his fifth senior brother Xiao Ming.

Tian Fei, who had been following Zhao Qing, was his sixth senior brother.

But now that Zhao Qing and Tian Fei had abandoned the Hong family martial arts hall, the seating arrangement had to be rearranged.

Zhang Lingshan calculated that he should be the sixth senior brother now, commonly known as the sixth, and the last disciple to enter the room.

After dinner, Hong Zhengdao was a little tired, so he asked everyone to go home and rest.

But before going home, he asked Xu Liang to announce the fact that he had accepted two new disciples to let everyone know.

First, it corrected the status of Zhang Lingshan and Pan Mingzhong.

Second, after outsiders knew that they were disciples, they would no longer try to win them over.

Even if someone who didn't know the rules came to win them over, the two had to consider their reputation.

In the underworld, a person's reputation is like the shadow of a tree, always following and can't be shaken off.

If a person's reputation is ruined and people look down on him, the road ahead will be difficult.

Not everyone is like Zhao Qing.

Zhao Qing can leave with the confidence because his strength has reached the peak of flesh refining, and he is only one step away from Yijin.

Moreover, he has paved his way ahead in advance, otherwise he would not have given Hong Zhengdao such a blow today.

"It's getting late, you don't have to accompany me, Xiaoshan, stay for a while."

Hong Zhengdao said to the disciples.

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