Although the answer Qixia gave him was not so consistent with "common sense", or it was completely impossible to satisfy Zhang Chen.

However, Zhang Chen, who had no intention of meeting Qixia, did not have much hope for this person.

Zhang Chen quickly gained the ability to move. Although the damage on his body was not completely healed, and even the bones on his limbs seemed to break at any time, Zhang Chen still walked off the wooden board and left the dilapidated room.

Qihe did not stop this.

Zhang Chen was also happy. He bought all the limited money he had with him, and then made himself the potion for the restoration pool according to the recipe of the restoration pool in the previous world. After two hours of soaking it, he completely recovered.

Zhang Chen was quite satisfied with this.

So he quickly configured some oral recovery potions he developed and once again frantically devoted himself to his infinite kidding trip.

In almost half a month, Zhang Chen transferred almost all the martial arts schools in Hong Kong.

Moreover, through the repeated kicks, I clarified the martial arts schools that I could promote myself, and quickly devoted myself to practice over and over again.

At the beginning, most of the instructions from Zhang Chen in the martial arts school were crippled or broken limbs.

However, as Zhang Chen's challenge strengthened, both the apprentice and the master in the martial arts hall felt that they could not bear it. Soon they came to the gate of life, intending to kill Zhang Chen with one move.

But at this time, how could Zhang Chen be killed casually?

Under the continuous oppressive training, Zhang Chen broke through the Hongji realm in just five days, and spent another ten days successfully opening up Huangji's power. Whether it is speed or quality, it far surpassed the group of people in the Rakshasa Sect.

During this period of time, Zhang Chen's understanding of martial arts moves was also constantly increasing.

The only regret is that no matter how he improves his understanding of moves, he has never learned martial arts orthodox skills, and he cannot turn his understanding into a whole, summarize it into a systematic theory, so that he can exert the power he should really use.

This was undoubtedly a regret, and it was this regret that although he could gradually calmly deal with the apprentices in the martial arts school, and even compete with the master for one or two moves and then successfully escape, he still had no way to make him truly defeat them.

Another day's kick-off ended. Zhang Chen's body looked like there was no damage, but every acupoint and every meridian had different damage. Many blood vessels had been broken, and the bones were only temporarily kept intact. If you were not careful, you would probably turn into fragments in an instant.

He walked forward step by step, maintaining the fastest speed within the controllable range of his body.

This made him walk like a drunk.

And the result was of course that he was quickly targeted.

For example...a robber.

It was said that it was a robber, but in fact it was overestimating the group of people in front of him.

This is just a group of gangsters and gangsters, each with fancy hairstyles, and their clothes are open, revealing their tattoos. They are holding handfuls of gangsters in their hands, seemingly waving them casually, and seemingly very cold and gorgeous.

People like this are obviously a nightmare for ordinary students.

But Zhang Chen, who once was a gangster and a leader of the killer organization, said that this group of people really couldn't make him have any mentality of facing him.

"Don't block the way, get out of here!" Zhang Chen shouted coldly.

The five gangsters suddenly became angry. The two reached out and pushed each other. One waved ** harder, and the other accidentally cut his hand. Seeing the blood falling straight. Although it hurts so much that it wants to cry, they pretended to be calm and licked their fingers, swallowed the blood, and smiled at Zhang Chensen.

"Idiot!" The childish behavior of a group of people made Zhang Chen roll his eyes, snort coldly, and cursed.

"Damn it, uncle, don't you want to live anymore! If you don't deal with you well, don't you know if you are at least?"

"I was just trying to borrow some money from you to spend money, but now I have changed my mind and kneeled down to call me Grandpa. Otherwise, we will chop you up and sell meat today!"

"If he is ungrateful, cut off his little cock and insert it into his nostril! Damn, we brothers have been rampant for so many years, but we haven't seen such ignorant people!"

"Hurry up and do what we said, otherwise, you will look good!"

"Kneel down to me, **Kneel down!"

Five gangsters cursed one after another, and Zhang Chenyi was not afraid and looked at them coldly.

The gazes that seemed to be looking at a group of clowns immediately made the gangsters angry. Without saying a word, the ** that was still cutting their own collection just now was quickly stabbing Zhang Chen.

Click!

The sudden breaking sound made the gangsters stunned. They looked at the wrist that broke in Zhang Chen's hand in amazement, and felt a chill.

For these gangsters, the most important thing is a "momentum".

When they were in danger, they were unparalleled generals, but when they became timid, they could soon turn into a bunch of useless mice.

However, although they were rats, these gangsters still wielded their swords and stabbed Zhang Chen.

There is no way, who lets his companions leave their own people in Zhang Chen's hands to escape? This is a taboo.

Zhang Chen snorted coldly, and with his fingers, the man's pus in his hand fell into his hand, and he tweaked it in a flash. The pussy blocked the waving of these gangsters with great accuracy, and then pierced into their necks without any obstacles. With a slight pull, a big hole was made in the necks of the five people. The hissing air blew, and in a short while, they lay on the ground one by one.

With a wave of his hand, ** waved his arms in Zhang Chen's hand, and he put it away obediently, and was stuffed into his sleeve. This was considered to be used for himself.

Regardless of the corpse behind him, Zhang Chen walked forward step by step, almost at the fastest speed to reach the recovery pool he had prepared early.

Oral rehabilitation agents can only play a solid role, and the recovery pool will eventually be the one that repairs the body.

Using the exercises, he felt the medicinal power of the recovery pool quickly sink into his body. Soon, Zhang Chen fell into sleep.

When he stood up from the Resurrection Pool, he unexpectedly saw that Qixia was standing beside him.

"What are you watching me do?" Zhang Chen asked curiously.

The strange hero stared at him coldly without blinking, as if he was looking at a strange work of art.

Then, he asked, "Your sword technique is good, why don't you practice sword technique?"

Zhang Chen laughed, "My marksmanship is better, but when a group of people fight you with fists, does it make sense to kill people with swords and guns?"

"It is obviously meaningful, because, from which point of view, the purpose of killing has been achieved." If it were in the previous two worlds, most people would have answered Zhang Chen like this.

But this is a world where martial arts are paramount, and there is a natural contempt for external objects.

Qixia accepted his answer, and then he turned around, but a blow was draped on the wall not far away, "Since that's the case, wouldn't it be enough to do this?"

Zhang Chen let out a light exclamation, and looked at the wall in a blink of an eye, but he didn't see any big deal.

However, when he walked into the wall bit by bit and reached out to touch it, a magical scene spread out before his eyes.

Cracked cracks spread out, scattered everywhere, spreading rapidly in front of Zhang Chen's eyes. When his twirled fingers gently evacuated, almost in the blink of an eye, the crack suddenly changed, and a wall actually collapsed!

boom!

Smoke and dust were swollen, and a pair of men and women sitting and rubbing movements were sweating, staring at Zhang Chen with wide eyes, and then, they let out a shocking roar and scream...

After quickly solving the problem of that wall, Zhang Chen returned to Qixia's house.

Qixia is no longer there, and Zhang Chen has no intention of missing him.

He walked straight through the vacancy left by the walls he had moved to the pile of dogs and men, and entered the house, sat on the wooden board he had once lay in thought.

Hand knife.

This is a form of performance that is widely used in various qigong and boxing techniques. In most cases, there is only a simple slashing action, which is quite monotonous.

However, when the hand knife and knife technique are combined, a possibility appears.

Palm technique!

Zhang Chen almost instantly figured out this stage, but how to implement and practice is really a big problem.

Not to mention anything else, it is just that integrating the knife technique into the hand knife is a huge problem.

The next step of turning the palm into a knife to show diversified changes is even more difficult. For Zhang Chen, who has a close foundation in martial arts, the difficulty level is obviously not to be mentioned.

"But..." Zhang Chen said, pinching his chin, "It's really sassy! It's really cool! It's really enviable!"

Qixia's hand knife was so cool that it was extremely cool. It was not only powerful, but also viewable... Oh no, the effect was also quite obvious. It really made Zhang Chen crazy about it, and his heart was intoxicated.

"Although it is difficult to practice, for me, what's impossible!" Zhang Chen stood up, clenched his fist, and his blood rolled, and his spirit was extremely excited. "In half a month, I will definitely get the development of this hand knife! This is my own move, I must be the strongest!"

With a strong wave, Zhang Chen looked around with great confidence, unable to help but feel a little disappointed.

Alas, why didn’t anyone see such a perfect performance?

Shaking his head, Zhang Chen left the room.

With hard work, the preparation of the recovery pool must be guaranteed. The Chinese medicine power in the recovery pool has been consumed completely, so Zhang Chen must prepare well.

He quickly walked to the city, glanced around and began to look for his prey.

There is no way, he has no money on him, and if he doesn't want some solutions, he can't afford medicinal materials at all.

Fortunately, he successfully found his goal.

And that target is not someone else, it is - Xichengxiu!
Chapter completed!