There's something wrong with me

Chapter 87: The World's Number One Gathering (5.2)

Late at night.

Outside a forest.

Swish—

Zhang Feng walked out of the forest. After looking at his swollen arm, he turned to look at Captain Sun, who had just emerged from the forest, looking exhausted.

"Captain Sun, the bodies of those three have been taken care of, but I took the guns.

My arm injury will take a few days to heal.

I need something to defend myself."

"I didn't say you couldn't take the gun." Captain Sun rubbed his dizzy head. "I've already done this, so I won't say any grand, nice-sounding words.

I can only say, try not to use it if you can avoid it.

Once the gun is fired, many things become difficult to handle."

He said, then suddenly invited, "How about this, if you have nothing to do, come back with me.

Stay at my place, and generally no one will bother you. You'll have time to recover from your injuries."

"Forget it." Zhang Feng shook his head. "I'm used to being free and don't want to cause you any trouble.

Let's just part ways here and contact each other if something comes up in the future."

"Actually, it's best if we don't contact each other." Captain Sun walked to the car and smiled at Zhang Feng. "I'm afraid I'll only come to you with bad news, or another incident like this."

After speaking, Captain Sun was about to get into the car when he asked, "There are no cars in this wilderness. Are you sure you want to part ways here?"

…

An hour later.

North Second Ring Road.

"Then let's part ways here." Zhang Feng got out of the car and looked at Captain Sun inside. "Call me if you want to get together."

"Alright." Captain Sun waved his hand. "I'm leaving."

Beep beep—

Captain Sun drove to the airport, planning to take a flight back tonight.

Zhang Feng took out his phone and saw that he still had plenty of money, so he planned to find a hotel and sleep.

But walking on the road.

Zhang Feng wasn't idle. Instead, he recalled the encounter with the two Dark Energy masters that night.

And he comprehensively calculated, trying to summarize the optimal fighting method from this battle.

Organizing and reviewing the experience of life-and-death combat is also a form of knowledge consolidation.

'Their physiques were 45 and 48, respectively, clearly exceeding the businessman's.'

Zhang Feng pushed his hands while calculating in his mind.

'Especially since they also have the Dark Energy combat technique, their combat power far surpasses the businessman's.

But if they didn't have Dark Energy, they shouldn't be able to hurt me or break through my "defense".

If there was only one person, with my comprehensive suppression of more than double their physique and skill, like that Fufeng, even if he tried his best to block me, he couldn't escape death.

But it was precisely this Dark Energy that, like a pistol in a cross-level battle, narrowed the physique gap, allowing the other person to break my defense.'

Zhang Feng carefully recalled,

'Actually, I could have chosen not to kill Fufeng at the time, but to dodge and readjust to face the enemy.

But there's also a gun seller in the unknown area.

In life-and-death battles, the most taboo is hesitation. It's better to trade an injury for a life and take out one point first.

The fact is also as I thought, there really was a gunman nearby.

If I had dodged at that time and then fought, it might have been a three-sided attack, costing even more.'

Zhang Feng thought in his heart, constantly calculating and recalling.

It also deepened his understanding of Dark Energy.

After recalling everything.

Zhang Feng looked at his arm again.

Although it had stopped bleeding, the flesh inside had been torn apart by the energy.

According to the self-healing ability of ordinary Dark Energy boxers, it should take more than twenty days to recover.

However, Zhang Feng has the 'Resonance Heart' to speed up metabolism, so it will be fine in twenty days.

Moreover, if he doesn't care about the cost, using the 'Super-Frequency Treatment Method' of meridian resonance, he can recover in ten days.

And this super-frequency treatment method is Zhang Feng's own researched 'medical skill'.

It's just that the cost of using it is that his lifespan may be shortened by one or two days.

Of course, if it's like Dr. Wu's 'hand tendon sequelae' that has long healed, and only needs to repair a little bit of the incomplete sequelae, then the 'life cost' may only be the ten seconds of resonance, to further perfect some very subtle tissues of the hand tendon.

Moreover, the lifespan used during treatment is still Dr. Wu's few seconds.

After all, it's him who's being treated, and it's him who's resonating.

'The principle of super-frequency treatment is to "make the injured person's cells rapidly update and accelerate growth and replacement."'

Zhang Feng looked at his arm,

'It's not the same as ordinary resonance training.

One is constantly tapping the cells, and the other is rapidly replacing the cells.'

Thinking, Zhang Feng had nothing to do, so he began to treat himself with super-frequency.

Exchanging one or two days of lifespan for an earlier recovery from injury, and for the most perfect sense of security in combat.

Zhang Feng thought it was worth it.

…

In the following days.

Zhang Feng didn't go anywhere, nor did he go to find that Chu Group's Chu what's-his-name.

He just rested and practiced martial arts.

This lasted until ten days later.

In the morning.

Zhang Feng saw that his injury was completely healed, then came out of a hotel and called the young man.

"I'm on the North Second Ring Road."

Because he was injured and didn't want to drink with that curator.

These days, Zhang Feng had been holed up in the hotel.

Beep beep—

About half an hour passed.

The young man arrived in a car.

After getting in the car.

They headed southwest.

Zhang Feng took out a medical book he had bought online the day before yesterday and casually looked at it.

When the young man saw Senior Zhang reading, he prepared to turn off the soothing music.

"No need." Zhang Feng put down the book. "This song is pretty good. Also, what do you know about the Chu Group?"

"Is Senior Zhang asking about Chu Ershao, Master Chu?" The young man replied, "He is the fourth-ranked expert, forty-two years old this year, and is skilled in Bajiquan and Taijiquan.

As for the other people in the Chu Group, because they are not in our martial artist circle, I don't know."

The martial artist circle is a niche circle, relatively exclusive to outsiders.

Because Dark Energy masters have far surpassed ordinary people, they will definitely be excluded by some people.

'Forty-two?' Zhang Feng paused. 'Hearing Chu Ershao, I originally thought this Master Chu should be younger.

I didn't expect him to be over forty years old already.

But that's fine, having this age here.

It seems he has been researching this matter for many years, and his technology and knowledge should already be mature.'

…

Afternoon.

On a street near the city center.

There is a ten-story office building here, exclusive to the Chu Group.

Screech—

The car stopped in the company's underground parking lot.

The young man got out of the car first, preparing to open the car door for Senior Zhang.

"No need." Zhang Feng had already opened the car door and got out, looking at the elevator entrance ahead.

"I forgot to ask on the way, is their 'Primordial Pill Tasting Hall' on the ninth floor?"

"Yes." The young man replied, "I followed my master here once before. It wasn't the tasting hall, but the dining hall for martial artists.

But in general, the martial artists in their company are either Master Chu's friends or martial artists in the company.

Outsiders rarely come."

As he spoke, the young man began to lead the way.

Zhang Feng nodded and followed him to the elevator entrance.

Ding—

The elevator doors opened and went up.

Along the way, they opened and closed from time to time, and some company staff walked in and out.

Zhang Feng looked at their neat professional attire and then looked at his own sportswear.

It seemed a bit out of place.

Similarly, these ascending staff members, when they suddenly entered the elevator and saw the tall and burly Zhang Feng, were also shocked in their hearts, feeling that this person was very energetic and had a lot of muscle.

But some martial artists often came here, so it wasn't that strange.

However, several people still looked at Zhang Feng from time to time.

Zhang Feng didn't care when he saw it.

It was only when the elevator opened midway and they went out that Zhang Feng heard them talking about him.

"Was that person just now Grandmaster Zhang Feng?"

"It's him! I also saw the video from that other province! I didn't expect him to come here!"

"He must be looking for Vice President Chu…"

They chatted and walked away from the elevator door.

Zhang Feng looked at their backs and didn't expect that he was already so famous.

Ding—

The elevator opened again, already on the ninth floor.

Zhang Feng walked past the few people in the elevator and said, "Excuse me, please let me pass."

Coming out of the elevator.

Zhang Feng found that there wasn't even a front desk in front of him.

But there were icons posted (901-906 Training Room)

(907-912 Testing Room)

(913-915 Tasting Restaurant)

…

The ninth floor was fully functional, with several rooms in the back, such as a discussion room, a data room, and a medical room.

When Zhang Feng saw this, he thought of the martial arts gym in the real world.

The Chu Group's planning was good, looking very mature, copied it.

'Let's see what else can be copied.'

Zhang Feng's heart brightened, and without the young man leading the way, he walked straight to the training room 901.

When he arrived here.

He glanced inside.

There were no experts inside, just a few people with some martial arts skills practicing.

Zhang Feng didn't disturb them, but stood by the door to look at the equipment.

After a few seconds, he came to the testing room and took a look.

But there was basically nothing to copy on the equipment.

Even my own real-world testing equipment is better than all of theirs combined. After all, I spent hundreds of millions, pouring real money into the martial arts gym, which has had an immediate effect.

It's just that the layout isn't as 'organized' as theirs.

And the resource room and discussion room here, these professional places that look so high-end, my own martial arts gym doesn't have them.

But Zhang Feng thought about it again and felt that it was normal not to have them in reality.

Because when you think about it carefully, there's no such thing as qinggong or hidden strength in reality, so what's the point of having such a professional discussion room? Are we all playing escape room games?

'Once I bring back the hidden strength, and after the medicinal formulas are analyzed, once real-world martial arts rise up, I'll have to get all these things.'

Zhang Feng thought to himself, carefully looking around again.

Just then,

Tap tap—

Footsteps came from the restaurant ahead.

A middle-aged man with a goatee came out of the door, looking at Zhang Feng with a smile and cupping his fist.

"If the people in the company hadn't seen you and called me, I wouldn't have known that Grandmaster Zhang had arrived."

"He is the Second Young Master Chu…" the young man whispered.

"Master Chu." Zhang Feng returned the greeting with a cupped fist, also observing his walking gait.

'Bajiquan and Taijiquan are fully integrated into his body.'

Zhang Feng saw his style at a glance, just like what the young man said on the way.

'This Master Chu is indeed powerful. While distracted by studying food, he has not only reached the Huajin level in physical fitness, but even his skills have reached my "intermediate fighting realm" in the Hong Kong world before entering the Myriad Transformations.'

Although he has only reached the intermediate level in two aspects, far less than me.

But I have been practicing martial arts since I was a baby in that world for more than thirty years, and I have also thoroughly understood several intermediate memories, so I can quickly learn other skills by analogy.'

Zhang Feng admired this genius, without any jealousy.

On the contrary, Zhang Feng was still searching for his own shortcomings and wanted to communicate and interact with geniuses more.

Because in Zhang Feng's mind, genius is also a kind of knowledge, and it can be learned.

As long as a genius knows it, and I also know it, then I am also one of the geniuses.

'If I want to improve, I have to learn. Everyone I meet on the road of life is my teacher.'

Zhang Feng's mind was clear.

However, unlike Zhang Feng's peaceful state of mind,

'This is… Jinli Ruyi?'

When Master Chu looked at Zhang Feng, a storm surged in his heart.

Because he considered himself a genius, and everyone else thought he was a genius.

But today, when he saw this twenty-two-year-old grandmaster who was rumored in the martial arts circle, he knew that the title of 'genius' was given to him too early.

He could see at a glance that this genius grandmaster's skills were far superior to his, even surpassing everyone!

'This Master Zhang's skills are already perfect, and he seems to have already transformed his strength. No one in this world can defeat him!

Like me, both he and I can stimulate Jinqi, but his fighting style is superior to mine. If he and I were to fight to the death, I would undoubtedly die.

In terms of skill alone, he is already the best in the world!

Unless someone can completely suppress his skills in terms of physical fitness, overcoming skill with brute force.

But based on the physical fitness he showed in the school video, it's difficult.'

Master Chu sighed in his heart, but he was not disappointed at all. Instead, he looked at Zhang Feng with great interest and said, "Master Zhang, shall we go inside and talk?"

Zhang Feng wanted to learn from him.

Why wouldn't he want to learn from Zhang Feng?

"Please!" Zhang Feng was planning to learn from his Peiyuan Pill, so of course he was happy to go into the restaurant with him.

When they arrived here.

Whoa! There are two more experts!

Zhang Feng saw two people, one tall and one thin, playing Go in the corner of the room.

"Brother Fei Ye! Master Wei!" Master Chu directly interrupted loudly, "Stop playing. Master Zhang, whom you have been talking about these past few days, has arrived!"

"Master Zhang?"

"That genius grandmaster?"

The two suddenly looked up, their eyes fixed on Zhang Feng.

'First, third.' Zhang Feng didn't expect that he could see the number one person in the world, Fei Ye, here.

He looked to be in his forties, somewhat thin, but with a handsome appearance.

The other Master Wei was also in his forties, and his build was similar to his own, tall and strong.

"Master Fei, Master Wei."

"Master Zhang!"

"Master Zhang."

At the same time, Zhang Feng and the two experts cupped their fists one after another.

After the greetings were exchanged.

Zhang Feng was happy in his heart, feeling that this trip was really good, just right to see what stage the Huajin physique was at.

Although it must be lower than his own, even a little lower.

But he could also roughly figure out the martial strength value in the next few third-level worlds through them.

What Fei Ye was more anxious about than Zhang Feng.

At this moment, he took two steps forward and cupped his fist to Zhang Feng again:

"At first glance, I knew I couldn't compare to Master Zhang in terms of fighting style, so there's no need to exchange blows, because I can't compare.

But since we are all here, and we are all learning martial arts, if we don't compare something else, I always feel like something is missing in my heart."

'It's missing a brain.' Zhang Feng was a martial artist, so naturally he had the same thoughts as him, knowing that there is no first in literature, but no second in martial arts.

It's just that he wasn't as direct as him, fighting as soon as they met, not even letting him drink a cup of water.

But thinking about it carefully.

The martial arts world has been hyping him up to the sky during this period, with a completely invincible appearance.

Now that the real number one has been encountered.

He definitely wants to see it.

"Okay." Zhang Feng was also straightforward, directly reaching his hand to the back of his waist, and in everyone's shocked eyes, took out the self-made pistol from the gun seller,

"Tell me, what is that other thing you want to compare?"

"Uh…" Fei Ye was so shocked by this scene that he didn't know what to say.

Because he wasn't very good at using guns, and he didn't expect that this young Master Zhang would carry a gun with him!

This really scared him.

The others weren't much better off.

"Master Zhang…" Master Chu was still persuading, "We are all friends, we just met, there's no need to go that far."

"No." Zhang Feng saw that they seemed to have misunderstood, so he put the pistol on the nearby dining table, "I have a gun on me, in case it falls out during the competition, it's a bit bad.

So I'll take it out first, so as to avoid even more misunderstandings when it falls."

'I didn't expect this Master Zhang to look young, but he's very thoughtful…' Fei Ye's goodwill towards Zhang Feng greatly increased after hearing what Zhang Feng said, and then he solemnly cupped his fist and said:

"Then shall you and I move to the training room?"

"No need." Zhang Feng waved his hand forward, "Since Master Fei doesn't want to compare skills, then let's be straightforward and directly compare strength.

Martial arts is just about skill and strength."

"Compare strength?" Fei Ye heard this for the first time, feeling a bit childish.

But thinking back, that's right.

The other person's skills are perfect, so there's really no way to compare. He had just said that he wouldn't compare skills.

"Okay!" Master Fei separated his feet slightly, a standard horse stance suitable for him to exert force, "Pushing hands?"

"Deal!" Zhang Feng's hand connected with his, and the outline was even larger than his, "Master Chu, can you count?"

"Five." Master Chu and the other two were a little farther away, "Four…"

He was counting.

Zhang Feng was slowly adjusting his posture, seemingly with a steady arm, without moving, but the force of his entire body had already pressed up.

"Two…"

Master Chu was still counting.

Fei Ye was like an old tree with intertwined roots, but the veins on the back of his hand were jumping one by one, also exerting all his strength.

"One…"

Master Chu's voice fell at the same time.

Zhang Feng and Fei Ye exerted force together.

But in the next second, Fei Ye was directly pushed out by brute force.

Tap tap—

He took several steps back before he stabilized his body.

'Brother Fei Ye lost?' Master Chu didn't expect the arm wrestling to end so quickly.

'Senior Zhang is the best in the world!!' The young man's eyes showed admiration, not expecting that he would see the appearance of the best in the world here.

'Sure enough, a monster has appeared in the martial arts world.' The third expert shook his head, 'When I watched the video, I felt that this person was wrong, he must have been holding back his strength.'

'What heavy strength! Is it natural divine power?' Fei Ye was first surprised, then smiled and cupped his fist and said: "I lost."

"Master Fei is too kind." Zhang Feng returned the salute, while calculating the arm wrestling just now.

'His physique is 65, 25 lower than mine, equivalent to the "peak period guest" that I reverse-engineered, they are on par with each other.

In a roundabout way, the Huajin training method is also equivalent to most of the internal organ training method of the guest.

But there is no high or low in the training method, it mainly depends on the person.

If a person is born with divine power, and keeps learning, diligently learning, and constantly improving and evolving his own training method, then in the end, is the person powerful, or is the training method powerful?'

When Zhang Feng thought of this, his brain suddenly crashed a bit, because the very outrageous person he was thinking of seemed to be himself.

But then.

Zhang Feng dispelled this arrogant emotion and looked at Master Chu, whose surprise had slightly diminished, "Can I take a look at the Peiyuan Pill?"