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

"yes."

The disciples left.

Pan Mingzhong glanced at Zhang Lingshan with complicated eyes.

"Have they all gone far?" Hong Zhengdao asked.

"Gone far away."

"close the door."

After the door was closed, Hong Zhengdao asked Zhang Lingshan to sit in front of him and asked: "I heard that the Hongying Martial Arts School approached you. This is not a treatment that everyone has. Why did you reject them?"

Zhang Lingshan couldn't help but be surprised. He didn't expect that Hong Zhengdao even knew this. It can be seen that although he didn't go out, he had his own channels for information.

No wonder he said that Zhao Qing has already found a way.

But since he knew everything, why did he bring up the matter of letting Zhao Qing marry Hong Wenjuan? Is it a test or...

His mind turned quickly and Zhang Lingshan said: "Hongying Martial Arts School is not sincere enough. If Zhao Hongying personally invites me to go, maybe I will actually go there."

Hong Zhengdao was stunned for a moment, then laughed: "Hahaha, you kid, you are interesting. I felt attracted to you the first time I met you, and you are indeed my favorite. How do you feel about Blood Claw Hands? How many days can you start?"

"If there is the same monster meat as today, I think it won't take long to get started smoothly." Zhang Lingshan said.

Hong Zhengdao looked at him deeply: "We all know about monster meat. It seems that you also experienced something at Feng's Pharmacy. But you are wrong. What you ate here was not monster meat."

"What is that?" Zhang Lingshan blurted out.

Hong Zhengdao shook his head: "With your current strength, you can't eat more, and knowing more will not do you any good. But if you think the meat is useful, I can provide you with a meal in two days."

"Thank you, Master."

"No need to thank you. Just like before I asked you to move into Hongwu Street, I also have a request for you. Can you practice the Blood Claw Hand to the basic level before the Lantern Festival?"

"Can!"

"Very good. After you get started, I'll ask Xiao Ming to be your sparring partner and try to make meat directly by the end of the first year. With your talent, as long as you work hard, it shouldn't be a problem."

"Yes, Master."

Zhang Lingshan was pleasantly surprised. It seemed that after his eldest disciple Zhao Qing left, Master Hong planned to help him take over. He would spare no effort to help him, hoping that he could speed up and catch up from behind.

This is certainly a good thing for yourself.

However, it will also make yourself the target of public criticism.

If a tree is beautiful in the forest, the wind will destroy it.

"Hill."

Hong Zhengdao suddenly looked serious and said in a low voice: "Pan Mingzhong is petty and jealous. You have to be careful about him."

Zhang Lingshan was stunned.

Jealous?

He looked into Hong Zhengdao's deep eyes and found that he couldn't tell what this sturdy old man with thick eyebrows and big eyes was thinking.

But it is certain that the reason why he asked himself to be wary of Pan Mingzhong was definitely not due to jealousy.

"It's Master, I will be careful."

Zhang Lingshan agreed without speculating too much on Hong Zhengdao's thoughts.

He only knows that when his strength improves, he will naturally know what he needs to know. Instead of wasting time guessing, it is better to seize the time to practice.

"Okay, it's getting late. You should go home and rest. There are banknotes in the desk drawer. Take one and prepare some New Year's goods for your home and a good set of clothes when you go back. You are now my disciple, but It can’t be as shabby as before.”

"yes."

Zhang Lingshan opened the drawer and saw a large pile of one hundred taels of banknotes inside. He was surprised at Hong Zhengdao's wealth, and then he obediently took one out and then resigned and closed the door.

He didn't know.

Not long after he left, Hong Zhengdao quietly sat up from the bed, crossed his legs and held his breath, motionless.

Silently, the clothes on his body were wet with sweat, and then the steam from his body dried the clothes, and then they were wet with sweat again.

After repeating this dozens of times.

Suddenly, a slight sound came out.

If you listen carefully, you will find that the sound comes from Hong Zhengdao's crippled right hand wrapped in white cloth.

It turned out that it was his right index finger that moved slightly.

"call--!"

I saw Taoist Master Hong Zheng exhaling, as if he had completed a great event. His eyes were deep, and then he closed them silently and started the next round of practice.

…

On this side, Zhang Lingshan returned home and opened the panel.

Name: Zhang Lingshan

Martial Arts: Blood Claw Hands (Beginner +), Gale Kicks (Beginner), Dingfeng Stake (Beginner), Mountain Ax Technique (Beginner), Red Thread Fist (Xiao Cheng), Hunyuan Zhengyang Stake (Perfect)

Energy: 26

A thought came to my mind.

The uninitiated sign behind Bloodclaw's hand immediately flashed and changed into "Entered".

At this moment, an inexplicable throbbing came from his heart.

Zhang Lingshan felt his heart beating wildly, as if it was about to burst out, and lines of blood quickly spread from his chest.

Through the shoulders, to the elbows of the upper arms, then to the backs of the forearms, and finally to the tips of the ten fingers.

"hiss!"

A heartbreaking pain hit him, his fingers connected to his heart, and Zhang Lingshan couldn't help but take a breath.

Then the blood line quickly returned to the heart, and warm heat began to flow from the heart and spread to Zhang Lingshan's limbs.

As the heat flow circulated, Zhang Lingshan found that his skin began to swell, as if something was growing under his skin.

He rubbed his hands over his skin.

Sure enough, new skin sprouted, and the outer layer turned into dirt, which he easily rubbed onto the ground.

"This is Copper Skin."

Zhang Lingshan felt something and scratched his skin with a knife, only to find that there was no trace left on his arm.

He clenched his fists and felt the strength, and found that the increase was not large, probably less than 100 kilograms of strength.

This was because his strength was far beyond the same level, so he felt that it was nothing, but if other people knew, they would be jealous.

Is he still a human being if he casually increased his strength by 100 kilograms?

Zhang Lingshan didn't think so much and fell asleep contentedly.

The next day.

Early in the morning, he rushed to Hong's martial arts hall and found Senior Brother Xu Liang.

Xu Liang said that he would stay in Hong's martial arts hall from now on, so Zhang Lingshan was naturally not polite and just practiced fighting with him.

Interestingly, Pan Mingzhong had the same idea as him and also entangled Xu Liang.

So the three of them took turns fighting.

The back and forth allowed Zhang Lingshan to gain a lot of combat experience, and the kung fu he learned was slowly integrated into one, and his strength was improved in an orderly manner.

This day.

Zhang Lingshan came home from martial arts training and found that there was one more person at home.

It was a handsome young man.

He looked familiar and strange.

"Xiaofeng?"

Zhang Lingshan was stunned.

Isn't his younger brother a book boy in the Jiang family in the inner city? Why did he come back? The Jiang family is so nice that they even give him New Year's leave?

"Brother?"

Zhang Lingfeng was also stunned.

Is this strong man in front of him really his brother?

It's been more than a year since we last met, and his brother has become so strong. It's incredible.

"How did you come back? After the Jiang family let you go back, you don't have to go?" Zhang Lingshan asked curiously.

The younger brother said: "No, it was Master Jiang Shaobai who saw that I missed home, so he allowed me to go home for the New Year. It happened that the Jiang family was going to the ancestral hall to worship their ancestors and take the New Year exam, and there was nothing for me to do, so I came back."

"It's good to be back. It's good to be back."

Zhang's mother looked relieved, and sighed: "It's a pity that your father is not here, otherwise we would be reunited as a family. After so many years, this year is the biggest harvest year."

Everyone was full of emotion.

The family chatted while eating dinner.

Zhang Lingshan said: "By the way, I asked Master Hong and got his approval. I can pass on the boxing of Hong's martial arts school to you. Do you want to learn?"

"I will learn, I will learn!" Zhang Lingyu shouted excitedly.

Zhang Lingfeng shook his head: "I won't learn it. Learning martial arts is useless. The warriors of the Jiang family are beaten and bruised every day. It's too pitiful."

"That's not fighting. It should be a sparring partner for the young master of the Jiang family. This is commonplace. If you practice martial arts without fighting, it's just a fake trick." Zhang Lingshan explained.

Zhang Lingfeng still shook his head: "Anyway, this is not suitable for me. I am still suitable to accompany the young master to write, recite poems, and read Buddhist scriptures."

Zhang Lingshan was speechless.

If you don't agree with me, don't say anything.

However, seeing that Zhang Lingfeng's body is indeed thin, not as solid as his previous body, and he is weak, he won't learn it.

"Well, mother and Xiaofeng, I will teach you Zhuanggong, so you don't have to fight and kill, but you can strengthen your body. Xiaoyu is very interested, so you can practice boxing like me."

"I'll listen to you." Zhang's mother smiled.

After dinner.

Zhang Lingshan pulled Zhang Lingfeng into the room, lit the oil lamp, and said, "How many words can you recognize as a book boy?"

"I know all the words."

"So amazing?"

Zhang Lingshan was excited and immediately said, "Then teach me from the beginning."

"Okay." Zhang Lingfeng agreed without hesitation.

After being a book boy in the Jiang family for so long, he thought that recognizing words was a basic skill that everyone should know. Since his brother wanted to learn, he would of course spare no effort to teach him.

So, in the next few days, Zhang Lingshan spent all his time learning to recognize words with his younger brother, except for going to Hong's martial arts hall to eat and practice.

He originally felt that the words in this world were very similar to the traditional Chinese characters in the previous life, but the writing of the characters was a bit twisted and uncomfortable.

But after Zhang Lingfeng's instruction, he quickly memorized the characters one by one.

Slowly.

He could recognize 50% to 60% of the characters in the booklet he got from Fang Qiuyue.

The reason why he didn't let his brother read it was because he was worried that the things recorded in the booklet were not clear. If his brother was dragged into it, it would be troublesome.

So he could only continue to learn to recognize characters until he could recognize them all.

"Firecrackers!"

In the yard, Zhang Lingyu suddenly cheered.

I saw the fireworks in the inner city rushing high into the sky, exploding in all directions, dazzling.

Crackling.

The sound of firecrackers rang out from every door and every household.

New Year's Eve ended in such a merriment.

It seemed that the evil spirits were also scared away by the firecrackers. The whole Jincheng crossed the New Year's Eve in a seemingly peaceful manner and welcomed the arrival of the New Year.

"Brother Shan, something happened."

The next day, Zhang Lingshan was still resting when he heard a disciple shouting outside the yard.

Pushing open the gate, he found that this was a homeless martial arts disciple who spent the New Year in Hong's martial arts hall.

"What happened?" Zhang Lingshan asked.

The disciple said: "This morning when I pushed open the door to clean up, I saw that Brother Shi Lei was stripped naked and hung at the door of the martial arts hall. It was written on it that he owed money. If he didn't pay within three days, his hands and feet would be broken next time. Brother Xu Liang also saw it, and asked me to notify you to see Master Hong."

"Okay. Do you know who did it?"

"I don't know."

Zhang Lingshan didn't ask more questions, knowing that this disciple knew very little, so he changed his clothes and immediately rushed to Hong Zhengdao.

at this time.

All the senior brothers gathered together and said hello when they saw Zhang Lingshan coming.

The only senior sister, Hong Wenjuan, was also there.

Only then did Zhang Lingshan see his senior sister in person. She was a woman with a heroic spirit between her brows. She had no shortcomings except for her large frame.

"Okay, we're all here, let's talk about it. People have already arrived at our door. How do you think we should handle it?"

Hong Zhengdao asked slowly, without any emotion.

The swarthy man Wu Yuanqing shouted: "There's nothing to say. If we call, just answer the call. Whoever hangs up Shi Lei, I will hang him up too!"

"Then tell me who should be hung up?" Hong Zhengdao asked.

Wu Yuanqing was stunned and hesitated to speak.

Hong Zhengdao snorted: "Reckless! You just scream here without knowing anything. Xu Liang, tell me what's going on."

"Yes. As far as I know, Junior Brother Shi Lei likes to gamble.

"Although he has not been to Sanjiang Casino recently, the money he owes to Sanjiang Casino has not been repaid. The IOU has his own fingerprints and is still in the hands of Sanjiang Casino.

"This time, the owner of Sanjiang Gambling House personally came to his home, knocked him down and tied him up.

"The owner's name is Chen Hui. He is at the peak of Copper Skin. He has become famous recently. He is a famous genius of the Dajiang Gang. This time he is here to challenge us on behalf of the Dajiang Gang."

Xu Liang presented the investigation results one by one.

Zhang Lingshan couldn't help but admire the fact that the investigation was clear in this short period of time. He secretly thought that Hong Zhengdao knew that he was recruited by Hongying Martial Arts School before. Could it be that Xu Liang investigated it?

"Now that we know who it is, let's beat him!" Wu Yuanqing shouted excitedly, and was about to rush out.

"return!"

Hong Zhengdao scolded: "You refine meat and bully others into polishing skin. If you tell me, won't you ruin the reputation of my Hong Family Martial Arts School?"

"What should we do?" Wu Yuanqing scratched his head.

Hong Zhengdao was too lazy to pay attention to him. He looked at Zhang Lingshan and Pan Mingzhong and said, "Since the other party is sending a team from the Skin Grinding Realm, it will naturally be you two who will fight. Are you confident?"

"have!"

Pan Mingzhong immediately shouted, followed closely by Zhang Lingshan.

Hong Zhengdao nodded: "Very good, this is the momentum. Then you two will discuss it and see who will appear."

Pan Mingzhong glanced at Zhang Lingshan.

Zhang Lingshan made a request: "You are senior brother, you come first."

Pan Mingzhong coughed and said loudly: "Little Chen Hui is just a dog raised by the Dajiang Gang, and he is not a character at all.

"Originally, as the fifth senior brother, I should take action as my duty, but I was happy on New Year's Eve yesterday, drank too much and had a bad stomach, and I was really low on energy.

"So this kind of good performance can only be given to Junior Brother Shan."

He is righteous and strict in his words.

Everyone: "..."