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But his martial arts skills are high, and his vision is also high. After seeing Zhang Feng beat Guanzhu Zhou lightly before, he naturally knew it in his heart, knowing that this is obviously not a level!

So he looked at another master.

Meaning, 'a piece?Didn't you hear what he said just now that there are two people! '

The master saw Master Qian's eyes, but he felt timid, and gave him a wink, 'no way'

Seeing that they didn't come forward, Zhang Feng looked around at the students who were eager to try, but he clasped his fists and said,

"Masters, how about you go up together?"

"Hit him!"

After the students saw the acquiescence of the master Zhou, they roared loudly and surrounded them all at once.

Seeing the people kicking the gym, they couldn't help their hands and feet!

If you can hold back, what kind of martial arts do you practice?

Master Qian and the two also borrowed their courage and walked around to Zhang Feng from both sides.

They all thought that the owner of the pavilion is not good, the two of them are not good, what about the more than 20 strong guys with some martial arts?

At the same time, there were three students who learned some tricks and hit Zhang Feng's waist and calf respectively.

In all directions, Zhang Feng's lower plate was sealed.

No matter how exquisite Ren Zhangfeng's moves were, he would still be beaten down.

When Zhang Feng saw them calling together, he suddenly took a step forward, grabbed the clothes of one of them, and easily lifted his 160-jin body while he was screaming, and pushed him hard, and he fell backwards and fell down. Master Qian who wanted to sneak attack, and the other five people who wanted to support them.

'Hua la la' people fell, and directly broke the encirclement with brute force.

When the gap opened, Zhang Feng ignored them and rushed towards the rest of the students.

"Not an opponent." After Master Qian was supported by the students, he clasped his fist at Zhang Feng who was still fighting in the arena, shook his head and walked out of the arena.

"I've met a real skill." Seeing Master Qian approaching, Master Zhou smiled wryly and nodded, but he didn't intend to enter the arena to fight.

Because in the competition just now, he was already 'dead'.

Even if Zhang Feng in the arena is only breathless now, he will not enter the arena to make another shot.

"Woo..." A student was kicked out by Zhang Feng, and rubbed his chest. After taking a few breaths, he stood up obediently with helplessness and admiration.

None of the people who were beaten took advantage of the chaos to go in and continue the beating.

But without the help of the masters, the rest of the students have no enemies at all.

In just 30 seconds.

With a clear sound of "pata" in the arena, the last two people retreated out of the arena one after another.

In the arena, when Zhang Feng saw that there was no one in front of him, he looked around at the boxers outside the arena who hadn't come to fight anymore.

"Forgive Zhang Feng for being rude before.

Masters, I promise. "

Chapter 35 For the Dead

I saw Zhang Feng's martial arts.

The rest is fine.

Everyone greeted again.

Master Zhou didn't say much, and brought Zhang Feng to the second floor.

Wait to get here.

Zhang Feng saw many small rooms on the second floor.

According to the owner of the museum, it is where they live and there are also guest rooms.

And ginseng and other medicinal materials are in one of the small rooms.

Hearing this, Zhang Feng handed out the prescription.

The curator Zhou went to the small room, and after a while, he took out a small box.

turn on.

'Item: One hundred and three years of ginseng'

Type: medicinal material

Quality: Tier [-], Cyan

Time passed unconsciously.

After Master Zhou and the others got the prescription, under Zhang Feng's guidance, they began to refine the body strengthening pill and air-dried medicinal food.

And in my spare time.

Zhang Feng also began to study the qi nourishing formula.

After another two days, because I had the foundation of refining medicine before, after refining and scrapping two medicines, I finally succeeded in training the third one.

The quality is the same as the prescription, both are blue.

But because it is a second-order elixir, there is an extra description of its efficacy.

'Item: Yangqi Pill'

Type: Elixir

Quality: Cyan'

'Effect: The pill contains aura'

Also on this day.

Zhang Feng looked at the checkers-sized, earthy-colored pill, and ate it in one gulp.

Immediately as the elixir in his stomach melted, a faint aura emanated, continuously nourishing his flesh and blood.

After another day of observation, the effect of the medicine disappeared completely.

Zhang Feng found that the aura contained in the Yangqi Pill was about one-tenth of the aura provided by the fragments of Ghost City every day.

It is also equivalent to one-tenth more spiritual energy per day, and one-tenth of the cultivation speed has been accelerated.

It sounds like the effect is not bad, and Moti is also linked to the level of medicinal materials.

The older the medicinal material, the better the effect. It seems that there is no upper limit.

It's just one pill a day, one pill a day, and it consumes a lot of money.

Of the half plant of ginseng before, only twelve were produced.

And this time it was held by the owner Zhou, but next time, he might have to pay a higher price to buy it.

Zhang Feng thought about it, and felt that he needed to get some money, the more the better.

Now, everything is waiting for the curator Zhou to clarify the prescription, and after completing the task of the arrival of Bajin, I will go to other places to make money and see where there is still ginseng.

Just like this, I live in the martial arts hall, and I usually practice strength, and when I am bored, I talk to the master Zhou and the others.

Until the afternoon of the seventh day.

Master Zhou and the others had eaten pills and diets and punched for a few days. After a series of tests and inspections by doctors, they found that the prescriptions were indeed effective.

Although their strength did not increase by a few catties or more than ten catties, every time they punched, they felt full of energy and their blood was active.

As for strength, it takes time, they all know that practicing martial arts is not something that happens overnight.

Zhang Feng was not curious when he heard it.

After all, they don't have ghost capital fragments, so it is impossible for them to increase their strength by dozens of catties in the first ten days like myself.

But Zhang Feng felt that this was normal.

But Master Zhou and the others saw that the prescription was useful, and Zhang Feng was a great expert, but they came here to win over them all of a sudden and invited Zhang Feng to stay for a few more days.

Zhang Feng thought that it is not bad that the martial arts hall is in charge of food and housing at present, so he will live on the second floor of the martial arts hall first, and wait for the news of Bajin.

And this until the morning of the ninth day.

When Zhang Feng was boxing in the house, he finally heard that the event task had changed to 'Meet the "Eight Jin'er" who came to Renshi, and a strange call also arrived at the same time.

"Hello? Is it Boss Zhang?"

The phone was connected, and a question came from the opposite side.

"Yes." Zhang Feng listened to the voice, if it wasn't for the task reminder, he really couldn't remember who it was.

"I'm the one who introduced Brother Bagin'er last time." The stall owner confirmed that the call was correct, and then continued, "Is the boss busy? Brother Bagin'er is here."

"Talk about the place." Zhang Feng walked out of the room on the second floor, heard the shouts from downstairs, and walked towards the first floor.

"If the boss is not busy," the stall owner listened to the vague voice of martial arts training coming from the phone, "shall we meet at Nancheng Street?"

"About half an hour." Zhang Feng glanced at the clock hanging on the first floor, "Arrive before ten o'clock."

Zhang Feng said, when he saw the stall owner coming, he would be polite to the stall owner, hang up the phone,

"Go out for a while, and I'll be back later."

Zhang Feng walked towards the door, "The museum is mainly busy, call me."

"Okay" Master Zhou replied happily when he heard that Master Zhang had returned. After speaking, he waved to a student who was fighting, "Quick! Drive to see Master Zhang!"

"Yes!" The student shouted, and trotted out to drive, seemingly more enthusiastic than the owner.

The rest of the students also cast envious glances, and they all wanted to get in touch with Zhang Feng up close, by the way, to get close and learn how to do it.

Because when Zhang Feng was in the martial arts hall, he would tell them some martial arts skills when he had nothing to do.

"Master Zhang, please sit down!" The student opened the back door of a large Mercedes-Benz.

This car belongs to the owner of this week.

The student is the nephew of the master Zhou, the eldest son of his own brother's family.

When Zhang Feng saw the special car pick him up, he just got in the car and left.

They all told people that half an hour had passed, of course the sooner the better.

Everyone knows it's hard to wait for someone.

And over time.

In a private room of a restaurant on South Street.

A lean man in his forties was taking out a well-wrapped blue and white porcelain bowl, a copper toad with a jade bead in its mouth, and a palm-sized jade cabbage from a leather case carefully.

After taking these, he bent down to take the remaining items in the bag.

At the same time, there was a person standing next to the lean man, who was the stall owner who called before.

"Bajin brother"

At this time, the stall owner saw that the lean man had put all the twenty items on display, so he smiled and said, "Your harvest is quite rich this time! Could it be that you turned over some prince's bed?"

"Hey~ That's what I said." Bajin kept looking at the jade cabbage, "What harvest is not harvested? If you really talk about harvest. Brother Wu, you have two families with one hand, and the teeth are really good~ a little bit There is no risk, but it’s not like me, one day I will be limped and walk slowly, and the cliff will be buried.”

Ba Jin turned around and stood up straight, looking at the stall owner.

And the dental clinic he said is not a real dental clinic.

There is a saying that at the foot of the Son of Heaven, five places live together, three teachings and nine streams, five elements and eight works.

Tooth line is one of the five elements and eight works.

What they do is a middleman's business, similar to the current housing agency, which draws commissions from two parties, so they are supporting two parties with one hand.

Ba Jin is also really envious of the stall owner who knows so many people and wins business from all parties.

"Brother, look at what you said!" The stall owner laughed back, "I own two businesses, and the dental business makes money, but if I offend someone one day, don't I have to be knocked into the ground? Maybe you If you work for a day, you'll get to my brother!"

The stall owner said with a smile, and when he was about to say something else, the 'ring bell' PHS rang.

"I guess this Boss Zhang is here." The stall owner looked at the PHS and greeted Bajin, "Brother, I'll pick up that boss. When the boss finishes seeing him, there are two more."

The words fall.