Broken bridge skills, you can practice until you are a perfect match. You can break bluestone bridges and open mountains and gravels, and you can be invincible!

Last time, Xiao Feng used the Broken Bridge Hand and destroyed the second commander with one move. He knew that this heavy hand was extremely domineering, and he practiced several more times! In addition, he felt indescribable relaxation in his body, and both agility and strength had increased a lot! Although it was not as good as in his heyday, he had at least 70% of his strength!

Facing Mr. Jing, Xiao Feng showed no mercy at all because this old guy is too strong! Mr. Jing said just now that he is one of the real strong men! Since that is the case, Xiao Feng naturally wants to try how much difference he is with the strong men!

‘Boom’, Xiao Feng’s broken bridge hand collided with Old Jing’s fist. With the fierce collision of the two forces, Xiao Feng only felt a pain in his palm. He didn’t care about anything else, and the triple force suddenly burst out and rushed along Old Jing’s fist.

"Good come!" Old Jing whistled to the sky, without dodging or avoiding, and also burst out with a dark force, colliding with Xiao Feng's three-level force again!

The sound of 'papa' burst of air sounded, and Xiao Feng's body flew back faster than when he came, hitting hard on the old locust tree, opening his mouth and spitting out a mouthful of blood: "Damn it, cough cough, what a powerful hidden force!"

"This is the fourth level of force!" Mr. Jing put away his fists and said calmly.

Xiao Feng slowly climbed up from the ground and leaned on the old locust tree: "The first level kills the cow, the second level smashes the mountain, the third level and the fourth level cannot hide... The fourth level of power is indeed powerful!"

"If I told you that I only have 74% of the strength, what would you say?" Old Jing looked at Xiao Feng condescendingly and said playfully.

"I-grass!" Xiao Feng's brain rotated rapidly, and finally chose these two words that best express his meaning in his heart, and squeezed them out from the gaps of his teeth.

Xiao Feng was a little unacceptable. In the past, he felt that the triple power was extremely powerful. Even when he was in his heyday, he almost never met his opponent! But now, he used the triple power but was knocked away by Old Jing with a punch. How powerful should this power be?

"Is this the distance between me and the strong?" Xiao Feng climbed up from the ground, his eyes full of heat.

"That's right!" Old Jing nodded: "Now you should know the gap. In the past, it was just you who watched the sky from a well!"

"Watch the sky in the well? Haha, what are the people I killed?" Xiao Feng was a little funny. He was all watching the sky in the well. Wouldn't that mean the world is just a big well?

Mr. Jing shook his head: "The real strong man rarely comes out to show off, but it doesn't mean he doesn't! Boy, I hope you remember that if you really want to be the best, you must be the real strong man!"

"I can!" Xiao Feng pointed his head heavily. He had set a new goal in his mind, which was to step into the threshold of a truly strong man as soon as possible.

"I know you have many questions, but I can't explain it to you now! Let's do this, whenever you learn to use heavy hands, I will answer you a question. How about it?" Mr. Jing handed the boxing score to Xiao Feng and asked with a smile.

Xiao Feng smiled bitterly: "Why do I feel like you are luring children? When I was in kindergarten, the teacher said, "If you recite a nursery rhyme, I will give you a little red flower. Grandma's, in order to accumulate the little red flower, I tried my best to recite the nursery rhymes. As a result, I finally realized that, damn, the teacher can make a stack of small red flowers in minutes, which is not worth the money at all."

"Hahaha..." Old Jing also remembered Xiao Feng and said something embarrassing, and couldn't help laughing.

Xiao Feng opened the second chapter of the Eighteen Strategy Heavy Hand, and his eyes fell on the name and introduction: Thunder Blade - Thunder Blade, which can be a knife, a fist or a palm, and practiced to great success. It opens and closes greatly, and its momentum is like Thunder Blade, continuous.

Xiao Feng looked at the booklet and couldn't help but think of his brother, Ben Lei Shu! His blood rain thunder light is still here, I don't know how good he is in another world? He wore the blood rain thunder light and twisted Watanabe Saburo's neck with his own hands. I guess Ben Lei Shu can rest in peace.

"Practice yourself first, I'll watch it!" Mr. Jing did not intend to guide Xiao Feng, but sat aside to drink tea.

Xiao Feng nodded, used his palm instead of a knife, and practiced according to the booklet, one move after another, constantly pondering and gestureing...

Not far away, Master Huiyue and Nangong Ji were watching Xiao Feng who was enchanting, with their own thoughts...

"This son's surname is very good. If he was not the old man's grandson, I would have accepted him as his disciple." Nangong Ji touched his beard and said with a smile.

Master Huiyue sighed: "Once he becomes strong, he will probably cause another bloody storm."

"Master, doesn't Buddhism talk about the cycle of cause and effect? ​​Everything has its own fixed numbers." Nangong Ji was very polite to Master Huiyue.

"Amitabha, the old monk just wants to resolve a catastrophe." Master Huiyue called out a Buddha's name: "This boy has a strong aura in his bones. If he is not controlled, he will definitely become a demon."

"Haha, I believe the old guy can see clearly and there is a way to solve it." Nangong Ji smiled. Being possessed by demons becomes a demon in his heart, and finally turned into a bloodthirsty person. In the eyes of a monk like Master Huiyue, it was a catastrophe.

"Amitabha, donor of Nangong, let's go over and take a look." After Master Huiyue said that, he slowly walked towards Mr. Jing.

Nangong Ji nodded, looked at Xiao Feng a few more times, and murmured to himself: "The more I see you, the more I like you, I'm much better than those bastards."

"Old monk, Old Man Nangong has come to help. Don't you bring any benefits?" Old Jing had noticed Master Huiyue a long time ago. When he saw him coming, he asked with a smile.

Master Huiyue clasped his hands together: "Donor Jing, the old monk has given Mr. Xiao a string of Buddhist beads. Apart from the string of Buddhist beads, the old monk can't take out anything else."

"Oh, you old monk have always been stingy." Old Jing curled his lips and looked at Nangong Ji, saying, "Old Nangong, according to the current progress, how many days will it take to remove the stagnant from the kid's body?"

“Three days at most.”

"Can the toxins on his body be removed?"

Nangong Ji shook his head: "No."

"It seems that when he finishes his work, he has to hurry to London." Old Jing sighed, with a sad look on his eyebrows.

"Well, this is the only way." Nangong Ji nodded.

With one move of "Thunder Break", Xiao Feng practiced for three hours before he could barely meet Mr. Jing's requirements. Then, under the guidance of Mr. Jing, he modified several small details and finally could barely be used to fight the enemy.

"Old guy, can I ask you the first question now?"

"Yeah, ask."

"Are you humans?"

"..." Old Jing was stunned, then laughed and cried, nodded: "Of course he is a human!"

"Then what are the real strong people you talk about? They are not as simple as ordinary kung fu? Cultivation **? Can you finally practice to become an immortal?" Xiao Feng asked with interest.

Mr. Jing looked at Xiao Feng with an idiot's eyes: "When you are fine in the future, read less nonsense novels, and read more of Xiao Wu's "Landholder Playing with Beauty", that's more reliable!"

"Uh, I'm a fellow fellow, hehe, I like watching it very much." Xiao Feng grinned and said, "You haven't answered my question yet."

"I have answered your question just now. We are humans." Old Jing smiled very much: "If you want me to answer the next few questions, you have to learn more tonight."

"Damn it, I'm cheating!" Xiao Feng curled his lips and stopped asking more questions. He grabbed the book and turned to the third article: Breaking the Wind Fist, the fist is as fast as the wind, the heavy sword has no edge, and he can cut off the wind and break the wind until he is successful...

"Grandma, you brag more and more~" Xiao Feng grinned, calming his mind and practicing carefully as he said above.

Nangong Ji looked at Xiao Feng and suddenly asked, "Old guy, where is that girl Belle?"

"I said I went to Tokyo and then to the UK. I guess I'll be back after playing for a while." Old Jing said casually.

"Go to the UK?" Nangong Ji frowned slightly: "Isn't she going to get the detoxification serum for this kid?"

"Impossible, she didn't know this." Old Jing was stunned for a moment, then shook his head.

"How do you make sure she doesn't know? What if she accidentally hears it..." Nangong Ji said with a guess.

After hearing what Nangong Ji said, Old Jing frowned. Yes, why didn’t he think about this? Although Belle himself is good, there are people outside of him, so he may not meet a strong man!

If Belle really went to London to get the detoxification serum for Afeng, then when he arrived at his territory, no matter how strong his personal strength was, it would be useless! In this era when he was afraid of kitchen knives, no one dared to say that he would be foolproof if he had the strength! Thinking of this, Mr. Jing couldn't sit still and stood up: "I'll go in and call her." After that, he hurriedly left.

After a while, Mr. Jing came out of it, with a serious expression on his face: "Belle is indeed in London."

"Have you contacted it? Since you can contact it, there is nothing big deal."

"I just tried her, and she didn't know about the detoxification serum. However, this girl has been a genius since she was a little bitch, who knows if she would deliberately hide it! Old man Nangong, your Nangong family has a branch in the UK, right?" Old Jing asked as he looked at Nangong Ji.

Nangong Ji nodded: "Well, I will say hello to the branch and let them protect Belle."

"Thank you, no matter whether she went to detoxify serum or not, we have to prepare both. Alas, none of these two children will make me worry-free!" Old Jing sighed, very helpless.

"Haha, I envy you very much." Nangong Ji said with a smile.

A few more hours passed, and Xiao Feng dragged his legs as heavy as lead to the old locust tree: "Old guy, answer my question quickly."

"What we practice is also martial arts, but it is not the same as the kung fu that is circulating now." Old Jing kept his word and immediately replied to Xiao Feng.

"Isn't it cultivation? Damn, I thought I could fly all over the sky after I learned it!" Xiao Feng pretended to be disappointed, but he was very expecting it in his heart. He felt like a brand new door was slowly opening for him.

"I think you're so cheap! Okay, after practicing here today, you go and find the old monk." Old Jing waved his hand, stood up and yawned: "I'm going back to sleep, I hope you can sleep well."
Chapter completed!