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Chapter 40 Xumi's Long Fist

That night, Boss Song was overjoyed when he learned about Xiaolan's new job. He left a big fish and cooked fish hotpot to celebrate. Because Xiaolan was a chef in martial arts, not only did she have more income at home, but also had the Haoran Martial Arts Hall to protect Liang Wu, and it was even more impossible for the Hailong Gang to come to cause trouble casually.

The next morning, it was still dawn, and Xiaolan and Zuo Zhicheng were screamed by Boss Song.

"You two, you two, do not be late for work on the first day today. You must leave a good impression on Master Jiang."

Under the urging of Boss Song, Xiaolan and Zuo Zhicheng each drank a bowl of porridge, yawned and ran to the Haoran Martial Arts Hall west of the city.

The location of the Haoran Martial Arts Hall is slightly better than that of the slums. At least the streets are square roads. When Zuo Zhicheng and Xiaolangan arrived, the gate of the Martial Arts Hall had not opened yet.

Zuo Zhicheng first stepped forward and knocked on the door. After a while, a middle-aged man with a shaved head and wearing a white training suit opened the door. The man looked ordinary, thin, and even had a height of less than 1.75 meters. He was like a weak scholar. Although he was wearing a training suit, he still gave people a gentle and kind feeling.

But from this ordinary man, Zuo Zhicheng felt a difference. The pupils of his left eye contracted slightly, and the congenital qi of his fists, wrists, arms and shoulder blades were all in sight.

In infrared sight, there was no yellow at all, about 40% of the dark purple innate qi and the remaining pink innate qi.

Although the man's range of innate Qi is not as great as Zuo Zhicheng, the power hidden in his hands is probably stronger than Zuo Zhicheng. In other words, the opponent's whole body is not as strong as Zuo Zhicheng, but the strength of his arms is stronger than Zuo Zhicheng.

‘The unit strength of the innate Qi is above me. But it does not penetrate other parts.’ Zuo Zhicheng combined the situations seen by Boss Song and Jiang Qing before and speculated: ‘Is it because of secrets that I can only practice the true martial arts from my arms to the shoulder blades? Although there is no spiritual food, I have practiced for a long time than me, and the intensity of the innate Qi in these two parts is greater than mine.’

The middle-aged man also saw the young man in front of him. A smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, which gave people a feeling of spring breeze. Every move seemed to give people a peaceful feeling: "You are Xiaolan and Xiaozuo, are you? Qingqing told me, but I didn't expect you to come so early and we are still practicing in the morning. Come in and sit for a while."

The man who opened the door was naturally the director of Haoran Martial Arts Museum, Jiang Tianzheng. Unlike Zuo Zhicheng imagined, he looked like a gentle man.

Zuo Zhicheng acted like an ordinary young man, a little restrained and nervously following Jiang Tianzheng and walked into the martial arts hall.

As soon as you enter the martial arts hall, you will see a martial arts training ground of about 100 square meters. There are some wooden people, stone piers, iron cables on the martial arts training ground. Behind the martial arts training ground are two small rooms, namely the residence, kitchen and dining room of the Jiang father and daughter. However, everything has been stained with an old layer, and even several bluestone slabs in the martial arts training ground have cracked, but have not been repaired.

Everything is consistent with the information obtained by Zuo Zhicheng. Jiang Tianzheng himself did not have much money, and the Haoran Martial Arts Pavilion opened also charges low fees, which is more for local residents to strengthen their bodies. Although he has a lot of prestige in the local area, he is definitely not a rich man.

Although the martial arts hall in front of him is much better than Xiaolan's home, it is probably not as luxurious as any of the four kings of the Sea Dragon Gang. Even if according to Zuo Qingcang's estimate, Jiang Tianzheng could kill Liang Wu with one punch, he still abides by the self-esteem and self-discipline of veteran warriors and abides by the so-called rules of the martial arts world.

In the early morning, Jiang Qing was the only one who was sweating. A faint blush appeared on her fair cheeks, and a layer of fine beads of sweat were covered with her forehead. With that serious expression of punches and kicks, she looked like a bun that had just been out of the cage, making people want to bite.

She saw Zuo Zhicheng and Xiaolan walking in, and just glanced at him and continued to concentrate on practicing.

"Most of the students in our martial arts school are workers at the docks or long-term workers in workshops, so the martial arts school officially starts teaching martial arts, usually starting in the afternoon." Jiang Tianzheng, who was beside him, said gently: "Xiaolan, go to the dining room and wait for us first."

"It's okay, Aunt Ye is busy? I'll go and help her first." After that, he ran away hurriedly without caring about Jiang Tianzheng's reply.

"This kid is just too straight." Jiang Tianzheng smiled and said, "Brother Zuo Zhicheng, right? I'll call you Xiao Zuo. The martial arts hall will only open in the afternoon. You don't have to come here early in the morning. Just clean the venue before noon and organize the utensils."

"It's okay, I'm fine anyway." He looked at Xiaolan who was still practicing martial arts with excitement and nervousness, and asked, "Are you practicing martial arts?"

"Haha, I heard from Qingqing that you asked. Are you very interested in martial arts?" Jiang Tianzheng did not rush back to practice martial arts. Instead, he looked at Zuo Zhicheng and asked with interest.

"Yes." Zuo Zhicheng said harmlessly: "I like it since I was a child, but my family is poor and I have never had the opportunity to practice."

"Then why do you want to practice martial arts?" Jiang Tianzheng asked, "What are you going to use it after practicing martial arts?"

‘Are you testing?’ Zuo Zhicheng had guessed before that an old-school warrior like Jiang Tianzheng who adheres to the rules of the world will definitely test and test the objects he teaches martial arts. Depending on the results, the martial arts taught will also be different.

Just like in martial arts stories, the old Shaolin monk would not teach martial arts to those who wanted to avenge his revenge, but instead advised the other party to put down the butcher knife.

He had encountered similar things in his previous life when he learned martial arts in China many times, and he could be said to be very familiar with it. When he heard Jiang Tianzheng's problem, he did not hesitate at all and said, "I never thought about it, I just wanted to practice, I like it."

Jiang Tianzheng laughed: "You are a person with temperament." He lowered his expression and said: "Since you are here early, let's practice with us in the morning. Practicing qigong is a very hard thing, you must be prepared to endure hardships."

Zuo Zhicheng said with a look of innocence and expectation: "Thank you, Master Jiang."

"Come on, your body is thin and your qi and blood are insufficient. I will teach you a set of Sumeru Long Fist. You can practice it well and lay a solid foundation first, and then talk about others."

Now Jiang Tianzheng began to guide Zuo Zhicheng in Sumi Changquan. This set of boxing techniques has a total of 32 styles, which are the basic martial arts of Sumi Temple in the Central Plains, and are widely circulated throughout the world. This is not much like the Kunlun palms that Liu Zhicheng practiced before.

It is a basic boxing technique that regulates the body and strengthens muscles and bones, but it is not a true martial arts. If Zuo Zhicheng's body does not penetrate the body and looks as thin as he looks, this set of boxing techniques will help him strengthen his body.

But now he has already opened up the innate energy of his limbs and torso, and his muscles have been transformed into super-strength monster body. The strength of this set of martial arts is too low for him.
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