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Chapter 29: Advanced Zhenwu (Please read it, thank you!)
Qin Jiang roared in his mind. This time, he didn't even summon the panel.

[Iron Arm Fist (Second Level) (22/300), Experience Points +300]

[Iron Arm Fist (Second Level) advances to Iron Arm Fist (Third Level)]

[Iron Arm Fist (Third Level) (22/400)]

[Potential Points: 6.4]

A tingling sensation spread all over his body, and his arms recovered in the blink of an eye, becoming even stronger. The fractured bones in his chest were also repaired quickly.

His physical strength also improved. Although not as much as the improvement of his arms, it was still more than 50% stronger.

In mid-air, Qin Jiang suddenly stretched out his left arm and thrust it into the ground, plowing a shallow groove while exerting force, and his body suddenly drew an arc.

Whoosh!
Li Songzheng's figure rushed past, leaving a human-shaped hole on the courtyard wall.

You can imagine how outrageous the force of this blow was!
If it hits him, I'm afraid he'll break a few bones.

call--!
Li Songzheng's figure came back, his arms spread out, his hands turned into eagle claws, and he pounced towards Qin Jianghe!

Without any hesitation, Qin Jiang put his right hand into his pocket, took out several fire bombs and threw them at Li Songzheng, while throwing smoke bombs at his feet.

Boom boom boom! ! !
A series of explosions sounded, and flames dispersed along with thick gray fog. Li Songzheng's body was full of energy, and he dispersed the gray fog in the blink of an eye.

But at this time, Qin Jiang was nowhere to be seen, leaving only a few earth pits blown up by fire bombs in the yard.

"Asshole! Someone, find me!"

He shouted angrily, and his voice went straight through the courtyard wall. The servants and guards outside the courtyard immediately took action after hearing it.

The mage also walked out at this time, his face calm, his eyes slightly narrowed, "Master Li, do you need me to help? Just add twenty more sacrifices."

Li Songzheng's eyelids twitched when he heard this, suppressing his anger. It's not enough? ! You want more? !
"No need! He's just a petty thief. We can catch him in no time!"

A moment later, a security guard led a group of people into the yard.

Li Songzheng's face was stern and a little angry. "Where are the people?"

The leading guard shook his head, "Master, we didn't find it. We searched the entire yard."

Li Songzheng's face froze when he heard that, and he took a long breath to calm down, "I understand, go down, and have someone repair the wall tomorrow."

"Master Li, are you really not going to consider it?" the mage asked.

Li Song was about to leave, but stopped when he heard the mage's words.

After thinking for a moment, "Master, you can give it a try. If you can't find it, it doesn't count."

He didn't know whether the man in black had seen the true form of these stinky rats. If he had, it wouldn't be a big trouble, but it would still take some effort.

Now that the national war is about to begin, the monsters entering the city is nothing serious.

As for the sacrifice, it was nothing more than the lives of a few hundred common people. What did it count for?
I don't know how many refugees died just outside the city! Who cares?

"nature."

The wizard responded and then gently shook the copper bell in his hand.

Ding bell~~
A clear bell rang, and an invisible wave dissipated.

After a cup of tea, the mage opened his eyes with some confusion.

Li Songzheng sneered at this and said, I thought you were so powerful?
"In that case, I will take my leave now."

As he turned and left, a hint of murderous intent flashed in his eyes. "You bunch of stinky rats, you will all die when I get the resurrection potion!"

The wizard stood in place, and just at that moment, the sound of his bell had covered an area of ​​500 meters. Was that little thief so good at running away?
On the southern edge of the city, the soil and rocks on the ground trembled slightly.

After a few seconds, an arm emerged from the soil, and then a man in black crawled out of the soil.

Call ~
Qin Jiang let out a long sigh, feeling a little relieved after surviving a disaster.

After using the smoke bomb, he was planning to climb over the wall and leave, but who knew that Li Songzheng was so strong that he could disperse the smoke in the blink of an eye. Between life and death, he suddenly had a blessing in his mind, and he directly activated the internal energy of the earth dragon in his flesh and blood, and got into the earth pit created by the fire bomb.

Once he entered the ground, he felt like a fish in water. The soil not only did not cause any hindrance, but instead became a help to him, which enabled him to escape.

It took a quarter of an hour to calm down after regulating the restless internal energy in his body.

He recalled the time when he faced Li Songzheng just now. The feeling was completely different from when he dealt with the two vixens that day.

Although it was a life-and-death crisis, he clearly felt that he was no match for Li Songzheng, and the sense of oppression he brought was by no means comparable to that of the vixen.

He shook his head slightly. He was too careless. After becoming a real warrior, his mentality changed and he became a little inflated.

However, he really didn't expect that Mr. Li, who looked like a waste, actually had such terrifying martial arts skills.

With such strength, even if he practiced the third level of Iron Arm Fist, he would never be able to compete with it!
There must be more powerful martial arts than Iron Arm Fist!
He should have thought of it earlier. The Red Blood Golden Spear was so heavy that if he used it, he could only use it as a weapon for body training.

But County Lieutenant Long was able to use this to fight the enemy. The gap between them was huge.

When he thought of this, an inexplicable irritation surged in his heart and he clenched his fists slightly.

Looking at the bright moon in the sky, I am still too weak.

The next morning, Qin Jiang arrived at Wang Minglang's residence early. There were already several people practicing martial arts in the yard.

These days, they were also inspired by Qin Jiang. They witnessed with their own eyes that a newly-initiated disciple surpassed them step by step. Except for a few people, the enthusiasm of the rest of them for practicing martial arts was unprecedentedly high.

Buckle, buckle.

Qin Jiang knocked on Wang Minglang's wooden door, and a somewhat impatient voice came from inside, with a hint of fatigue, "Who is it?"

"Uncle Wang, it's me." Qin Jiang replied.

creak~
The wooden door opened automatically, "Come in."

Qin Jiang walked into the room and looked towards the bed. He saw Wang Minglang had just put on his coat and was holding a rope in his hand, the other end of which was connected to the wooden door.

"Sit down, why are you here so early?"

Wang Minglang picked up the pipe on the bedside table and lit it. After taking a puff, he felt much more energetic.

He stood up and washed his face, casually wiping away the water stains on his face with his sleeve.

After he sat down, Qin Jiang said, "Uncle Wang, is there a big gap in strength between warriors?"

Wang Minglang looked at Qin Jiang in surprise, "Isn't this normal? Forget about anything else. Among those practicing martial arts outside, who can withstand three punches and five kicks from you?"

Qin Jiang shook his head. "What I mean is, after I practice the Iron Arm Fist to the third level, will there be someone who can crush me in all aspects?"

His voice was a little hurried, and he seemed to be eager to know.

Upon hearing this, Wang Minglang stopped smoking his pipe, put the pipe on the table, and looked Qin Jiang up and down with a smile.

"Have you met?"

Qin Jiang raised his eyebrows slightly and nodded heavily.

Wang Minglang nodded slightly, as if to be expected. "There are people stronger than the third level of Iron Arm Fist, and they are not few."

He picked up the pipe and knocked it on the table, then lightly brushed off the ash. “The Five Animals Exercises you once practiced, as well as some free-hand exercises practiced by most people, are actually inferior stuff.

Even the Iron Arm Fist can only be regarded as the most ordinary Zhenwu. Even if it is practiced to the third level, it can only be regarded as a second-rate master at most.

In the inner city, there are top-notch masters and even grandmasters, and there are no less than 20 or 30 of them.”

Qin Jiang's eyes widened in shock, "Twenty or thirty people?! So many?!"

Are there still twenty or thirty perverts like Li Songzheng?
"Then what kind of martial arts do they practice?" he asked quickly.

Wang Minglang smiled, "Of course it's high-level Zhenwu. For example, the Red Tiger Fist of the Red Tiger Gang, the Crane Flame Palm of the County Magistrate's family, as well as the County Lieutenant and some old families in Black Mountain City, all have high-level Zhenwu hidden in their chests."

(End of this chapter)