Infinite Fighting

Chapter 6 Two Fists
Early in the morning, Zhang Ji went to get food.

While eating, Mr. Kui was preparing medicinal paste for him to practice martial arts.

The quantity allocated this time is large, probably enough for Zhang Ji to use for a long time.

"These are enough for you to use for a while, and I have already told you the prescription. If you can think of a way, you can mix it yourself later." said Kratos.

"Are you leaving?" Zhang Ji asked.

"I can't stay here forever. There are things waiting for me outside." Mr. Kui patted Zhang Ji's shoulder and said, "Practice well."

"Yeah." Zhang Ji nodded.

There is nothing much to say, everyone has their own choices and a future to face.

While eating, he tried to use the limited space again. The power increased and decreased, and he lost control and left a fingerprint on the metal chopsticks.

After eating, he went back to work.

After Zhang Ji left, Mr. Kui stared at the chopsticks with fingerprints on them for a long time.

"Talent?"

He never thought that he would meet such a talented young man at this time and in this place.

In three days, under such simple conditions, I learned how to play "Iron Shirt".

Even in the history of Vajra Sect, it has never been heard of.

He had sensed something was wrong before, but Zhang Ji could actually persist in practicing this method every day.

An ordinary person who can practice once every ten days is considered to have a good physique, but Zhang Ji practiced once a day, and after finishing his practice he would go back to work for a day and would be fully recovered by the evening.

He didn't know how to describe this kind of talent.

He only knew that if Zhang Ji had not died, if he had more opportunities, he might have been able to create many miracles.

Unfortunately, it is on Shanli Island.

Unfortunately, the Vajra Sect was destroyed, and he was just an insignificant disciple among the remaining disciples.

Unfortunately, times have changed and martial arts are no longer dominant.

Smiling and shaking his head, Kratos lit a cigar and then cleaned his gun.

Then he raised his gun and aimed.

"This thing is better than a fist!" Kratos muttered.

Kratos is gone.

When Zhang Ji came back in the evening, he didn't see him anymore.

Only the medicines he prepared were left.

Zhang Ji is not sentimental.

He and Kratos only had a deal. He helped Kratos hide his tracks and did things for him, and Kratos taught him the Iron Shirt. It was fair.

Zhang Ji applied ointment on himself and then started practicing again.

He hit his body with a stick, hitting almost every part of it.

While practicing, he extracted the essence of fighting skills and stored them in the limited space. He vaguely felt that the efficiency of practicing was now faster than at the beginning.

It's not because of experience, but because some changes have taken place in the body.

Although the essence of fighting skills has been extracted, traces of the body practicing related skills still remain.

It's like a bottle that is expanded by water. The water in the bottle is poured out, but the size of the bottle does not change.

Therefore, the benefits brought by [Limits] are not only the elimination of marginal utility, but also some hidden benefits. For example, the current situation is equivalent to additional potential.

Time passed, and another three days went by.

That night, Zhang Ji once again gained a skill essence.

He extracted it, and there were two (ordinary) levels of the "Iron Shirt" skill essence in the limited space.

Then, with a thought, the essence of the two skills were taken out and fell on the body.

The next moment, Zhang Ji felt his body was a little painful. Under the influence of the essence of the skill, some changes occurred that he could not see.

After a while, the strange feeling in my body disappeared.

He exerted a little force and punched twice out of thin air.

Zhang Ji felt that his skin was tighter, his muscles were tougher, and his bones were more flexible.

After adapting for a while, he found a water tank full of water in the corner, grabbed both sides, and lifted it up with force.

Compared to before, it’s much easier!

The overall strength increased by more than 30%.

This is just a change in strength. The main purpose of "Iron Shirt" is to train defense.

After putting down the water tank, Zhang Ji hit himself twice with the stick.

It was like hitting leather, but there was no pain. It was as if I was hitting through thick cloth. The blood and qi were slightly stirred, which reduced some of the force. The damage caused by this blunt attack was almost zero.

With a thought, he collected the essence of two skills.

Immediately, his slightly bulging muscles contracted and his stretched skin returned to normal.

Everything returned to the beginning. Except that the "capacity of the water bottle" had increased, no one could tell that he had practiced martial arts.

Time flies.

Fifteen days have passed since Kratos left.

Zhang Ji has been practicing "Iron Shirt" and still maintains the ability to gain a skill essence every three days.

Now he has six skill essences.

When he was watching TV in the restaurant while eating roast duck rice, he already felt that the amateur fighters on TV were very ordinary.

At least he could break a brick, and do it better.

Kuicheng District remains calm.

Kratos's departure didn't seem to cause any waves.

Zhang Ji also didn't feel any major changes.

Goods are still being delivered and shops that need to be opened are still open.

It is worth mentioning that Gu Jie’s learning set an example, causing others to also want to come to Zhang Ji to learn writing.

However, Zhang Ji politely declined.

He would like to spend more time practicing.

As for Gu Jie, he always assigned homework and let him go back to study on his own.

He planned to explain everything to Gu Ming when he got back, and then let Gu Jie study on his own.

In terms of Chinese, as long as you master the basic learning methods, the rest is just to read more, write more and practice more.

Zhang Ji felt that with his own abilities, he was not qualified to teach in depth.

"A large portion of roast duck rice." Zhang Ji said as he threw down five batteries in front of the counter.

"Right away!" the boss replied after taking the money.

Zhang Ji's appetite has improved recently.

Perhaps it was because of his martial arts training. Soon, the boss brought over a large portion of roast duck rice and slammed it heavily on the table.

"Bang~!"

"Bang~!"

Gunshots rang out, and Kui Ye hid behind the bunker, looking at Wu Chen beside him and asked, "How are you?"

"I'm fine, Mr. Kui. It was Xiao Chu who revealed the information. We didn't betray you." Wu Chen said.

"Chu Xiangwen?" Mr. Kui frowned and said, "Do you know the reason?"

"The other party promised him that he would be the new master of Kuicheng District, and he killed Gillian and Uncle Gao." Wu Chen said.

"Who's behind him?"

"I don't know, I just know that he has a very strong history, and the Slanted-Faced Guanyin also works for them!!"

"Hong Kang? He has joined us too!"

Kratos was puzzled.

Is there any force planning to unify?

But the Dongji Kingdom will never allow to see a unified Shanli Island.

“Bang bang bang bang~~!”

"The firepower is a bit strong, retreat first."

"Setting off firecrackers so late at night?"

Zhang Ji frowned, a little confused.

He had never heard any gunshots, and they were quite far away, so he thought they were all the sounds of gunpowder, so he subconsciously guessed they were firecrackers.

But after he came to his senses, he felt something was wrong.

However, he did not delve into this issue in the end.

"No matter what, first practice the Iron Shirt to perfection."

Immediately, Zhang Ji started beating his whole body again.

In the silent night, Zhang Ji returned to his residence with a packed roast duck meal.

He usually doesn't eat roast duck rice at night.

But today is an exception.

Today his "Iron Shirt" is completed.

He concentrated his mind slightly, and within the dark limited space, there was a crystal emitting dazzling white light.

[Iron Shirt Crystal (Normal)]*1.

This is synthesized from ten skill essences.

It represents a complete fighting skill.

This was the peak form that the skill "Iron Shirt" could theoretically reach.

"Unfortunately, the medicine is almost used up. I guess I can only practice two more skill essences at most." Zhang Ji sighed in his heart.

I don’t know where to find those medicines in the future.

As he was walking, he suddenly shrugged his nose.

There is a strange stench everywhere in Kuicheng District, but the smell of blood is not common.

Zhang Ji originally planned to go around him, but it was obvious that the other party had no intention of letting him go.

A dark figure walked out of the alley, and pointed a weapon like a pistol in his hand at Zhang Ji.

At this moment, everything in Zhang Ji's eyes seemed to be in slow motion.

My heart stopped and my pupils suddenly contracted.

"Bang~!"

The bullet hit Zhang Ji's chest, but was stuck in the surface of the muscle.

Dacheng's "Iron Shirt" showed its defensive power for the first time.

The man was about to continue shooting, but Zhang Ji had already reacted.

He exerted force on his feet, put his arms in front of his head and rushed forward quickly.

The other party was also very experienced and immediately reloaded and fired another shot.

"Bang~!"

The bullet landed on the right arm, causing the blood and qi in the epidermis to surge. After the bullet broke through the membrane, it was stuck in the muscles.

At the same time, Zhang Ji had also approached the other party.

Not a lot of fancy moves.

One punch!
The opponent seemed to want to block, but his arm was broken directly by Zhang Ji's hit.

"Click~!"

The elbow was bent at a very strange angle.

Zhang Ji didn't dare to hold back and punched him on the head again.

“Crack! Puff!”

His cervical vertebrae were broken, his skull was shattered, and most of it had collapsed. He fell sideways and slid on the ground for some distance.

He didn't struggle anymore and just died.

Zhang Ji looked at this scene and swallowed.

At this moment, he felt fear when he heard the sound of rapid breathing.

At that moment, he had only one thought: kill him!

So he directly extracted the skill crystal from the limited space, then rushed up and punched the opponent twice.

There is no technique involved.

The first punch even hit the opponent's arm, but it was slightly off-center and the full force was not exerted.

After looking at the other person's body, Zhang Ji turned around and prepared to leave.

After walking two steps, he turned back and picked up the roast duck rice that had dropped before, then quickly ran back to his residence.

Shortly after Zhang Ji left, several people arrived here.

The leader among them was a burly man about 1.8 meters tall.

He was wearing a sweatshirt-like top that left his shoulders exposed.

On his left shoulder, there is a tattoo of Guanyin, but the area where Guanyin's face is located seems to have been wounded by a knife and then sewn back together, so that Guanyin's face is slanted.

In this way, Guanyin lost her compassion and became more ferocious and weird.

He squatted beside the body, looked at his injuries, and a look of confusion appeared on his face.

"The force was not weak, but why was it so rough? Did he say something that made Zhao Kui break down? That's right, I can't stand being betrayed by someone close to me!"

Hong Kang couldn't help but laugh when he thought of Zhao Kui breaking through his defense and throwing two punches.

(End of this chapter)