There's something wrong with me

Chapter 42: The Path to Grandmaster

three days later.

late at night.

A hidden shore.

Zhang Feng got off the boat and looked at the dark woods ahead.

At this moment, the more than 20-day border journey ended and we returned to the land of Hong Kong.

The only difference is that Zhang Feng's body is now "loose", and he doesn't have any martial arts skills when he walks.

But if you look closely, it looks like a dragon-shaped move, implying various changes in strength.

In just three days.

Zhang Feng thoroughly understood the use of force conversion.

"Boss Zhang!"

And this time.

As Xiao Xu got off the boat, he looked at Zhang Feng curiously, "How did you do that?"

The most common question Xiao Xu asked during these three days was, "Why can you stand on water?"

Instead, they don’t know that Zhang Feng’s greatest gain is the “ever-changing” strength.

and so.

Zhang Feng had nothing much to say to an "outsider" like Xiao Xu.

"You don't understand." Zhang Feng blocked him again with another sentence.

"Boss Zhang!" But the big man who came down next was more direct, "Are you the martial arts master in the video?"

"Of course it is!" At the same time, the boatman who stopped the boat sighed, 'We in the fishing village all make a living by fishing. We are good at swimming and few people can compare with us.

But we could only swing our legs and expose half of our bodies in the sea.

But your boss, wow, is almost standing on the water!
If this isn't a martial arts master, then what is it?"

He then gave an example: "I heard that Sakyamuni crossed the river on a reed. Your boss is the same as him!"

"Old man!" the big man retorted, "The one who crossed the river on a reed was Bodhidharma, not Sakyamuni."

"It's all the same! It's all the same!" The boatman looked at Zhang Feng enviously, "That's amazing, boss! If you participate in a swimming competition, you will definitely win a gold medal!"

"..." Zhang Feng saw that the three of them kept talking about "treading water" and shook his head in his heart. He had already gotten used to it.

Because during these three days, they could only talk for a few words before they would bring up this "mysterious thing about treading water."

But in fact, Zhang Feng didn't think it was mysterious. Instead, he felt that his treading water skills could be improved.

'The layman watches the excitement, the expert watches the doorway.'

Zhang Feng looked at his legs.

'Although I have used the resonance and stability of the overclocking to keep most of my body above the water, my balance is still not very good.

The best I can do is run short distances on the sea, and I can't fight on the sea surface.

This is probably because I don't have more meridian resonance, and my physical condition is not up to standard.'

Zhang Feng summarized his experience and quickly found the crux of the matter.

'The best way to solve this problem at the moment is to try to open more "new veins in the legs."

First, it can deepen the resonance amplitude. Maybe in the future I can really be like a martial arts master, skimming the water like a dragonfly and stepping on the snow without leaving any trace.

Second, by opening up more meridians, I can also significantly improve my physical fitness.

But now I don’t have any more martial arts training methods.

I can only try to reverse-engineer the principles in the existing secret manuals, and then use these principles as a foundation to slowly explore some "new paths" that I don't have any martial arts memories of.

The more Zhang Feng thought about it, the clearer his thoughts became.
'Besides, as long as the legs can be opened, other parts of the body can also be opened.

By then, all my playing styles will be greatly improved, even undergoing a qualitative change.

But the prerequisite is that I need to understand the principles of meridians and the deep functions of muscle groups.

Think of this.

Zhang Feng suddenly wanted to study medicine and learn more about the distribution and principles of the human body's meridians in a standardized way.

Or strengthen the appearance of a 'meridian memory' inside.

But Zhang Feng felt that instead of waiting aimlessly, it would be better to learn now.

Zhang Feng thought for a few seconds, then looked at Xiao Xu and the big man who were chatting beside him.
"Can you find some books on pulse medicine? The more comprehensive the better."

"What do you need that for?" Xiao Xu asked curiously at first, then said, "Okay, I'll have my people look for it when I return to the city."

"Thank you." Zhang Feng thanked him and asked, "When are the Mantis Bird's South City Underground Boxing matches usually held?"

"Usually at the end of the month," Xiao Xu replied quickly, "which is three days later."

"Yeah." Zhang Feng had a new target to borrow books from, the mantis bird.

Medicine and martial arts are inseparable, so he should have it too.

"He said he'd come over for noodles on the day of the boxing match. So we've met once, so borrowing books shouldn't be a problem."

Zhang Feng thought as he walked towards the forest ahead.

"Boss Zhang, you don't need to thank me just now." Xiao Xu followed with a laugh, "Boss Zhang, you helped me quit drugs, and I haven't even had the chance to thank you yet."

Xiao Xu is grateful, "I can clearly feel that my addiction is not as frequent now."

"Then hold on." Zhang Feng looked at Xiao Xu beside him, "If you have any problems, come to the hotel to find me."

"Okay!" Xiao Xu nodded solemnly and promised, "Don't worry, Boss Zhang. I'll do my best to investigate the flying knife matter you told me about. I won't forget it!"

"Count me in too!" The big man hurried after him, "I have people too!"

"Then let's investigate together!" Xiao Xu smiled and said with high spirits, "Let's help Boss Zhang together!"

"Okay!" The big man even high-fived Xiao Xu, and the same young man was full of vigor and vitality.

……

The night is deeper.

A small house in Kowloon Walled City.

"Dad, I was wrong..."

"Uncle, we won't dare to do that again... We won't run around anymore next time..."

Xiao Xu and the big man stood in the yard with fear on their faces.

"What? You want to have another chance?"

The uncle walked back and forth in front of Xiao Xu and the other two, holding a cowhide whip.

"You've been away for almost a month, and you didn't even call to let me know you're safe?"

The uncle was so angry that he wanted to whip both of them with the whip in his hand, but he couldn't bear to do it.

And there was a voice in his heart telling him, 'It's good that the child is back, don't beat him up anymore.'

This made the uncle struggle, and he raised the whip several times and dropped it several times.

It seems that no one fought.

But every time he raised the whip, Xiao Xu and the big man were so scared that they shrank their shoulders and closed their eyes.

at the same time.

There was also a man in his thirties in the yard, with long hair, wide-leg jeans, and not tall.

He looked at the uncle and the other two with a little interest, and when he saw that the uncle didn't fight, he said nonchalantly:

"Uncle, are you going to smoke or not? Our ancestors said that a child will not become a useful person unless he is beaten."

"Fuck!" The uncle cursed and looked at the man, "Gangzi, if you want to hit me, hit me!"

As he said that, the uncle threw the whip to the man.

The man is Gangzi, and he is also the best fighter with double-flowered red sticks in the city.

"Fight? Fight for what?"

When Gangzi saw the whip thrown at him, he did not move his body, but stretched out his palm, grabbed the handle of the whip, shook it upwards, and swung it back with force.

With a crisp "pata" sound, a mark appeared on the bluestone ground, and the whip, which was not very tough to begin with, broke into two pieces.

"I don't want to be a bad guy." Gangzi threw the half whip in his hand out of the yard, and threw the other one out of the yard as well.

"Don't be an uncle anymore."

He looked at Xiao Xu and the big man,

"Tell me, young masters, who took you there? Was it someone from the fortress or from outside?

I think he is the bad guy who tricked the two young masters out."

“No one lied to us!”

Xiao Xu directly retorted, "It was just Ah Sheng and I who went out!"

"Are you still lying? Everyone at the ferry saw three of you going out!" The uncle was so angry that he wanted to take the whip, but found that the whip was broken.

"Xuzi, tell the truth." Gangzi chuckled and looked at Xiao Xu, "Although the whip is broken now, your uncle may get a new one.

It won’t be that easy for me to trick it back and throw it away.

So, who is the third person?"

Gangzi moved his wrist and thought that the man was probably a fan.

"If you don't tell us, we'll have to ask the boatman.

I'll catch that fanboy in the future, haha."

"Boss Zhang is not a fan!" Xiao Xu angrily retorted: "Boss Zhang is a good man!"

"Boss Zhang?" Gangzi grasped the key words and thought for a few seconds, "Who is he? Tell me more specifically."

(End of this chapter)