Cosmic Demon

Chapter 32: Hong Sheng's True Teachings, Hundred Phases of Refining Power

What to do when encountering difficulties?
Of course, I fell into a deep sleep!
By the time the golden essence was smeared all over his body, Qin Shi was already grimacing in pain.

After making sure he had endured to his limit, he silently activated [Deep Sleep].

Yu Laoliang fell asleep again with his eyes wide open in shock!

I don’t know how much time passed, the sky seemed to be getting dark, and the sleeping boy woke up quietly.

The young body, as if covered with a layer of gold foil, struggled slightly, making a "crackling" sound.

"Luckily I am his master, otherwise, I would have to ask God why!"

Lao Liang standing by had a complicated expression. This kid's eyes opened and closed repeatedly, causing countless talented young martial artists to groan in pain and leaving them with deep psychological trauma.

Just like that?

How unreasonable!

Lao Liang thought about it and suddenly smiled with relief.

He still remembers when he was learning martial arts from his master. The retired master was very arrogant and was never satisfied with his master or his own performance.

At that time, he was wondering what kind of talent could be recognized by his master?

I can’t possibly find another stone Buddha, He Lanchan, for you!
"Now I understand. What Master wants is a person who is born with a root that can reach the sky and cover all directions."

Lao Liang shook his head and thought it was a pity. If the boy had been born twenty years earlier and handed over to the master, he would have achieved greater success.

It's such a waste that it falls into the hands of a cripple like him.

I am not well-trained and my abilities are limited, so I cannot provide much help.

Click, click.

It condensed into lumps, and the gold foil-like sticky paste fell off bit by bit and turned into fine powder.

Qin Shi was halfway between waking up and half awake, and he closed his eyes and entered a state of inner vision:
"I actually 'burned' out twelve large tendons that covered my entire body."

In his vision, blood-red tendons like those of a giant snake or a ferocious python started from the ends of the limbs, gathered at the joints, and moved toward the trunk and head.

They are usually hidden on the body surface and difficult to see, but now they are constantly stimulated by the golden essence, and they are slowly condensing and gradually emerging.

"The red and white colors became brighter, and the baby-pink aura became thicker, almost two fingers wide."

Qin Shi took a light breath, then exhaled longly. His large muscle groups contracted and swelled like the waves of flowing water.

In particular, the serratus anterior muscles on both sides of the ribs open and close like fish gills, pulling the waist and abdomen, making the distinct lines even clearer, revealing a beauty that is both soft and masculine.

In this form, if he launches an attack, the damage he causes is no less than that of the heavyweight boxing champion in his previous life.

You know, the whole person seems to be twisted into a rope, and the power output is extremely terrifying. It is no problem to smash through steel plates, let alone human flesh and blood.

"The 'tendons' burned by the secret medicine of Jindaigo are long, thick, tough and strong. They not only increase my strength, but also connect my limbs more tightly. I feel like I can't cut them off even with a knife."

Qin Shi remained in the cross-legged position, with the warm air flowing through his body. His even breathing became even fainter and almost non-existent.

This mortal body, which cannot escape the limitations of lifespan and aging diseases, is undergoing a transformation at this moment!
Those thick, long, and tough blood-red tendons were connected to each other. At first glance, they looked like giant pythons or dragons coiled around the body, with roots in the bones and blood, and they had a very strong murderous aura.

"This must be the 'dragon tendon' that Lao Liang mentioned. It's really impressive. If it is well taken care of, I wonder if it can transform and enter the second stage!"

Qin Shi imagined the cool scene when his vitality broke through a certain limit, he transformed into a devil muscle man and condensed his martial spirit's true body!

Not long after, the dried and condensed Golden Elixir liquid completely peeled off, revealing a young body with slightly red skin.

"how do you feel?"

Lao Liang couldn't help but ask.

I had once been cleansed with Kindaigo's secret medicine and experienced the torment of having my body burned by fire, and I never dared to try it again.

After two years of hard work, he finally broke through the limit of the tendon barrier, but he did not progress to the stage of "nourishing the dragon tendons".

“My hands are itchy.”

Qin Shi opened his eyes and answered honestly.

At this moment, he wanted to punch everything he saw, to vent the abundant energy that was full and almost overflowing in his body.

"Aren't you working with Ayuan and Acheng in Beiguan Street? There are many casinos where black boxing is played."

Lao Liang laughed.

Most of the old martial arts schools are fighting maniacs, and they love to challenge other schools, fight in competitions, and spar with each other.

For example, Qi Wuxiang, one of the first ten heroes, known as Qi Tianwang, turned all the martial arts halls in Haizhou upside down at the age of 20. Fortunately, he was the grandson of the Qi family and had an extraordinary family background, otherwise he would have been attacked by someone else.

Later, he ran away to Jingzhou, where the martial spirit was very strong, causing chaos and even had a fight with the underage Feixian Lian Yixing.

"Master Liang, have you been to Beiguan Street?" Qin Shi was slightly stunned.

"I've already said that I never had the brains to study. A poor student like me, what else can I do after leaving school? I'll just hang out on the streets and get into fights."

Lao Liang did not hide the fact that he was once a poor student:
“There are numerous gambling dens on Old Factory Street. Before the wave of layoffs, there were cockfighting, dog fighting, and pigeon fighting everywhere.

Later, the martial arts craze swept across Dongxia, and various boxing matches emerged one after another. Everyone liked to buy tickets and bet on the chance to get rich.

When I was young and working in society, I also recognized a few big brothers who were in the ring, but unfortunately they are all gone. "

Qin Shi was slightly startled and looked at the unprepossessing Old Liang carefully.

Didn’t you realize that this master of his is such a veteran?
Is it possible that just by shouting in Beiguan Street, you can call out some big-name brothers holding steel pipes and machetes?

“There are few truly capable masters in the underground black boxing scene, and if they have any legitimate heritage, they wouldn’t stay there.

They are mainly ruthless and use many shady tactics. Spraying pesticides before taking office is commonplace.”

Lao Liang recounted the past events:
"I have been in many underground boxing rings, but after a year or two I felt bored, so I bought a boat ticket and ran to Jingzhou, where I became a disciple and learned martial arts by chance."

Qin Shi shook his head:
"I'm a student, how can I go to a place like that? If my elder sister knew, she would definitely be angry."

Admittedly, it is not easy to find someone to practice with in order to break through the muscle barrier.

The training halls in the urban area have special sparring partners who pay hundreds of dollars an hour. The price is high and I can’t afford it!

In the area of ​​Jiuchang Street, the only way to have a reasonable chance of fighting is to find an underground boxing ring.

Otherwise, you will get into trouble for no reason and might end up with a pair of silver bracelets.

But Qin Shi didn't plan to do that. He could rely on battle replays to constantly hone his fighting skills. There was no need to put himself in that kind of situation and become the target of a group of gamblers' bets.

"That's right. Young people are full of energy. Once they get good at kung fu, they can't control their hands. It's rare that you can suppress this energy."

Lao Liang nodded and praised:
"I have taught many students, some of whom could not hold back their anger within half a month of learning martial arts, resorted to fists and feet for everything, and finally hit a wall and fell flat on their face.

A good swimmer drowns in water. The old martial arts school not only looks at talent, but also temperament. The more frivolous and impetuous a person is, the harder it is to please him. "

When mentioning Beiguan Street, Qin Shi suddenly thought of Brother Ze.

He seems to take special care of the students from Zidi No. 9 Middle School?
He also asked Lao Liang if he would accept him as his apprentice.

"Master Liang, have you heard of Cheng Ze from Beiguan Street?"

"Yes, he was one of the first students I taught."

Lao Liang raised his eyelids and said calmly:

"Before I met you when I was little, he was the most talented student I had ever seen in the Ninth Middle School. But he had the same personality as me, hesitant and easily tripped up, so he was not suitable for the old martial arts path.

In recent years, his Old Factory Street has become more and more famous, and I occasionally hear friends who drink with him mention it. "

It turns out that there is indeed an old relationship.

Qin Shi suddenly realized that it was no wonder that Brother Ze was closer to him. It turned out that he was treated as a "junior brother".

"I don't think Brother Ze has an easy life either."

He talked about several things he saw and heard at the Midnight Palace.

"If you want to be a jerk, you have to be hungry if you want to be a human being."

Lao Liang remained indifferent, his heart as calm as water:
“There are at least 800, if not 1,000 hooligans on Jiuchang Street, all like this.

He is pretty good, at least he is the eldest brother, he has many younger brothers wherever he goes, he is very impressive. "

Qin Shi tactfully stopped talking. It was obvious that Lao Liang and Ze Ge had an unpleasant past.

"Master Liang, our Hong Sheng is at least well-known and has a reputation. Apart from the training and fighting methods, do you have any other powerful tricks?"

He changed the subject to ease the dull atmosphere.

"Of course. The fighting styles you are learning now are all basic. If you really encounter a master, ordinary punches and kicks will have too many flaws and will not be effective."

Lao Liang raised his head and smiled slightly:
"Our Hongsheng school's killer boxing moves are second to none among the thousands of martial arts schools registered in Jingzhou."

It was rare for Qin Shi to see Lao Liang so energetic. Most of his masters had a "depressed" temperament, like the frustrated middle-aged office worker who had lost his job and was laid off, and whose wife was asking for a divorce.

He hurried to support:
"Master Liang, please tell me in detail."

Lao Liang gritted his teeth, and a surprising glow appeared on his ordinary, rough face:

"Do you know the true teaching of Hong Sheng, the Hundred Phases Refining Technique? He Lanchan, one of the ten outstanding people, learned this skill!"

(End of this chapter)