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Chapter 82 Psionic Food

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At the same time, at night, in a room north of the city.

Lin Ganghao walked into the room with a man who looked sneaky. The man was the Sea Dragon Gang who had fought with Zuo Zhicheng half a year ago.

When the two of them entered the room, they saw Qing Yueqiu, dressed in strong clothes, sitting behind the desk, looking at the documents in their hands silently.

As a gangster at the bottom of society, Pa Ge has ever seen a perfect woman like Qingyueqiu? It was like seeing a goddess. His eyes were straight when he looked at the other person. It was not until Lin Ganghao slapped his forehead that he reacted and lowered his head and dared not look again. But his mind was still full of the other person's figure just now.

A few minutes later, Qing Yueqiu finished reading the official documents in his hand, then slowly raised his head and asked lightly: "How is it?"

"I found it," said Lin Ganghao: "But the situation inside is very complicated. The first team and the second team have lost contact."

Qing Yueqiu nodded and looked at Brother Pa next to him. This glance made Brother Pa feel a sense of coldness.

"Are you sure it's there?"

"It should...it should be there."

More than two months ago, Qingyueqiu, as a representative of the Qingyue family in the Shadow Corps, came to Xinlu Port to take charge of the work here. After taking over Hell Gate, the power and various interests left here remained here.

At the same time, there is also a task to investigate the identity of the Ghost Fist. However, this task has not been completed so far because the Ghost Fist has powerful anti-reconnaissance ability and a stronger strength than they imagined.

In their opinion, Ghost Fist did not use all his strength in the battle with Blood Rakshasa. However, although the opponent was left with an arm in the battle with Bai Ghost, he was still escaped by Bai Ghost.

Therefore, their current speculation about the strength of Ghost Fist is that it is slightly stronger than Bai Ghost, that is, the warrior who has just become more powerful in Qi training.

As for what is in front of you now, there is another thing.

"Then prepare for it, I will go there with you in a few days."

"Miss, it's too dangerous for you to go down in person..."

Qing Yueqiu said lightly: "It doesn't matter, I will find some helpers to help."

...

The next day, although the competition was over, the performance-like exchanges between the martial arts hall owners were even more exciting.

Although it is just a performance nature and no winner is decided, there are obviously many spectators looking forward to it. It is best if these museum owners can fight hard. The so-called people who watch the fun are not afraid of big things.

But under the arena, on the side of Chaoyang Martial Arts Hall, Xiao Changhe looked like he had two big dark circles left. He looked like he hadn't had a good sleep all night.

Especially when he looked towards the direction of Haoran Martial Arts Hall, his eyes were always dodging. His mind was still what Zuo Zhicheng said yesterday.

‘Genius? How could there be such a genius?’

Xiao Jingyang thought he was still holding a grudge against Zuo Zhicheng, so he didn't care much. But he knew that his son was still worried that he would go on stage to perform and exchange competitions today, but Zuo Zhicheng learned it directly.

So after seeing Xiao Changhe think about it, he still walked to Xiao Jingyang and leaned against the other person's ear and said something softly.

Xiao Jingyang sneered and shook his head: "What nonsense? You are confused, how could this happen? Jiang Tianzheng must have taught Zuo Zhicheng the Eagle Claw Kung Fu and I-Character Boxing. He is blaming you!"

"But...but..." Xiao Changhe also wanted to say that he seemed unable to beat the other party yesterday.

Xiao Jingyang was too lazy to listen to his nonsense, so he waved his hand and said, "Okay, in the martial arts path, you can only study hard and practice hard, don't talk about the genius you can learn by just one glance. Sit down and watch the ring, and don't lose the momentum of our martial arts school."

Xiao Changhe lowered his head, but in his mind, Zuo Zhicheng's words still did not dissipate for a long time.

"Because I'm a genius."

"I am very talented in martial arts practice, so no matter what martial arts I can read them once, I will be familiar with them after practicing them. This is something you can't compare to."

"Genius?" Xiao Changhe clenched his fists, not knowing what he was thinking.

As for Zuo Zhicheng, he didn't care what Xiao Changhe was thinking at all. He looked at Rihuo sitting on the Chaoyang Martial Arts Hall, and was still thinking about the information about the other party he found yesterday.

This Hante man named Rihuo was originally a middle-level leader of the Baijiahui. Although he had also studied martial arts at Chaoyang Martial Arts Hall, he should not have achieved the strength that Zuo Zhicheng detected based on infrared vision. On the contrary, it was rumored that the other party suddenly became particularly capable of fighting in the past few months.

‘This competition won the championship directly, and judging from his arrogant style, he did not hide his strength at all. Instead, he was sent by the Baijiahui to specifically ask him to compete in Chaoyang Martial Arts Hall.

If the possibility of his hiding strength for a long time in the past is that his strength suddenly encountered explosive growth.’

Zuo Zhicheng judged the other party’s strangeness bit by bit: ‘Based on the operation of strength on the ring yesterday and the coverage area of ​​innate qi, the martial arts he practiced were still mainly based on the eagle claw skills of Chaoyang Martial Arts Hall.’

Although the indigenous people of the New World also have their own true martial arts, the true martial arts depends on whether there is innate qi in their training parts. Like Sun Fire, innate qi appears on the back, so it can only be practiced Eagle Claw. If you want to penetrate the innate qi to other parts, you will find true martial arts that can exercise the nearest position of the back.

Ordinary people cannot observe the existence of innate qi in advance, so they can only try it with their eyes closed. Luck is very important at this time. Of course, Zuo Zhicheng has seen that in addition to trying luck, there is another method, which is inheritance.

Now, Jiang Qing, Jiang Tianzheng, Xiao Changhe, Xiao Jingyang, and this special body with innate qi may also be genetic. The fathers have innate qi on their hands, and the possibility of descendants having innate qi on their hands is relatively high.

Therefore, family martial arts have become an important inheritance.

‘Since the Eagle Claw is still the main focus, I have not practiced any other special martial arts. The sudden increase in strength is not hidden.’

‘So... is it still...psychic food?’ Thinking of this, Zuo Zhicheng's eyes flashed. After coming to Xinlu, in order to speed up his martial arts practice, he also tried to find spiritual food, but there was no news at all.

Think about it, maybe there were a lot of this kind of food in ancient times. But in this era when spiritual power was greatly weakened, spiritual food, which can greatly accelerate the efficiency of martial artists' qi training, has obviously become an important resource for the competition among major forces. Ordinary people do not even have the qualifications to know.

Zuo Zhicheng's heart became excited when he thought that the other party might have eaten it or knew that the existence of spiritual food.

Maybe it was because he had looked at Rihuo for a little longer, and the other party turned his head and showed a cruel smile at Zuo Zhicheng, just like a big tiger in the woods grinning.

Then he compared his middle finger to Zuo Zhicheng.

‘Is it pure, instinctive provocation… a gangster is a gangster.’ Zuo Zhicheng sneered in his heart, and ignored Rihuo. He just turned his eyes back on the ring and continued to watch the exchange between several museum owners.

Learning some martial arts on the stage through infrared vision of the left eye is better than nothing.
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