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Chapter 83 [Dark Power Techniques] (5.2K)

"..." The two were completely frightened by this sudden 'shrinking the earth into an inch' scene and had no reaction at all.

"Please keep your hands!"

At this moment, a loud voice came from the park in the distance.

"If you want to fight, come find me! I just want to relax before dinner!"

"Hmm?" Zhang Feng heard it and turned slightly to look at a place eighty meters away.

Zhang Feng's extraordinary eyesight allowed him to clearly see that under a street lamp, a young man seemed to be looking at the river view, but at this moment he took a big step and ran towards the river.

"How dare you bully my fellow disciples!"

The young man attached great importance to the friendship between master and disciple, and was anxious, so he moved even faster, nearly three meters per step, as if he was jumping with one step!
He had not seen Zhang Feng take five meters at a time before. He just happened to see the big man Zhang Feng when he turned around, and he stopped his two fellow disciples with a fist.

at the same time.

After Zhang Feng saw the young man running slowly, he had time to glance at the two people beside him who had just shown a relaxed look.
"Is he from the same sect as yours? Yes, his Qinggong is pretty good. He ranks second among the people I know. He has about 70% to 80% of Dong Qing's strength."

They didn't know who Dong Qing was.

But when they heard that this master didn't care about their junior brother at all, they knew that their junior brother came here to deliver food.

Unsurprisingly.

When the person was approaching Zhang Feng.

Zhang Feng extended his hand slightly, seemingly without any other moves.

But under the light of the street lamp, the two of them found that Zhang Feng's palm had clearly stretched out, but there were also shadows stretching forward.

This move made the two realize that Zhang Feng's skills had reached a level they could not even imagine.

At the same moment.

The man who had just rushed over lost his aggressive look when he saw Zhang Feng's strange opening move. Instead, he hurriedly stepped back and politely clasped his fists and said:
"Junior has met senior!"

As he spoke, sweat oozed out from his forehead bit by bit.

This was because he was frightened by Zhang Feng's "Thousand Changes of Magical Hands", and secondly, he just stopped from being in a hurry and suddenly withdrew his strength, which caused his breathing to be uneven and caused him to break out in sweat.

The people nearby were even more stunned by this strange scene.

"what is this?"

"I saw his palm clearly didn't move?"

"Oh my god! Did a spirit possess me?"

Everyone opened their eyes wide, even wondering if they were seeing double.

At the same time, Zhang Feng looked at the panicked young man, then looked at the people around him, and he knew that if he stayed here, they would definitely come to chat with him in a while.

But now, Zhang Feng just wants to know what the dark power of this world is.

No time to chat with neighbors.

'Take advantage of your clear mind and the high roots in this world.

In these thirty years, I have to learn more about this world.

In the future, if I treat it as a life experience, can it be considered a combination of work and rest?

Zhang Feng pondered for a moment, then quickly said to the three people who dared not speak, "I see you three are from the same sect. Could you please introduce me to your sect?"

"it is good……"

After all, this is a world ruled by law, and this big boxer doesn't seem to have any malicious intentions.

So the three of them nodded in response.

……

Didi—

The three of them drove and took Zhang Feng to Baguamen.

The atmosphere gradually dissipated and I talked to them.

Zhang Feng finally learned that Baguazhang had a branch martial arts school on the outskirts of the city.

The person in charge is their master, who is also the third most important person in the sect.

This ranking is compiled every three years at the "Martial Arts Conference".

Zhang Feng also came to a conclusion through these.

In this world, martial arts are still flourishing.

Because martial arts can really be used in fighting, and some people who have mastered hidden power can even exert abilities that ordinary people can't imagine.

For example, a master of dark power may slap a person lightly with his palm. It may seem painless, but in fact it has shattered the person's internal organs.

Zhang Feng was curious about this.

at the same time.

On the way to their master's door.

The young man also called their master in front of Zhang Feng.

Wait for the call to be connected.

The young man said clearly, "Dad, my two brothers and I are going to bring back a guest."

"What guest?" A steady, middle-aged male voice came from the other end of the line. "Is he a fellow martial artist? Or a friend of yours?"

“No, none of them…” The young man first looked at Zhang Feng who was resting with his eyes closed in the back seat, and then said excitedly: “It’s a senior who is a few years younger than me!

If I'm not mistaken, he! Boss Zhang! He has now achieved what the older generation calls "strength follows the heart!"

During the previous conversation, Zhang Feng did not hide his age.

But it was precisely after they reported their ages that the three of them felt indescribable.

But it was Zhang Feng's "young age" that was reported.

Although they were much more relaxed and not as restrained, they were more admiring and excited.

"what?"

At this moment, the middle-aged man on the phone did not believe a single word the young man said.
"Twenty-year-old's strength is at your fingertips? How did you develop that? Even after being born, you couldn't develop that, right?"

The middle-aged man felt that his son seemed to be lying and was probably teasing him.

"Forget it!" The young man said bluntly, "We'll be back soon. Dad, if you don't believe me, just go and fight Boss Zhang. But I'm telling you, if you don't use your hidden strength, you'll end up with a gray face and eat dirt."

……

About twenty minutes later.

Outside a small courtyard in the suburbs.

The car just stopped here.

When Zhang Feng got out of the car, he saw a middle-aged man about forty years old coming out of the yard.

Judging from the way he walks, he has already mastered the skills.

It is only about 20% lower than the martial arts of businessmen.

The businessman is the strongest person in the second-level world in Zhang Feng's opinion.

Of course, this does not include the guests during the peak period.

Zhang Feng reversed the deduction and concluded that if the guest's internal organs had overclocked during his peak period, rather than realizing it later, his physical fitness should have reached around 65.

A businessman, about 40 years old.

This shows the businessman's excellent understanding. He learned overclocking within a month.

Having a high level of comprehension is equivalent to "learning quickly", which can help you improve your physical fitness quickly.

Zhang Feng deeply understood this truth.

Just like myself, I have enough knowledge and have learned the paths of life for decades. I also know how to walk these paths and how to walk the fastest, which means that my understanding is full.

at the same time.

Zhang Feng was thinking divergently and having random thoughts.

The middle-aged man walked over, first looked at the three people who were winking at each other, and then looked at Zhang Feng next to him.

At first glance, it looks strong and powerful.

Then, he looked at it for a few more seconds.

The middle-aged man couldn't figure out what Zhang Feng was up to.

'Are the three of them making fun of me? Or am I just blind to it?'

The middle-aged man thought to himself, then clasped his fists towards Zhang Feng and said directly, "Boss Zhang, I heard that you have perfected your power. This is the first time I've heard of such a master. I wonder if I can fight you?"

"Okay." Seeing this man was so direct, Zhang Feng readily responded, "Master Zheng, please."

"Please." Master Zheng took a few steps forward and offered to join hands.

Zhang Feng also joined in, and after a few rounds of pushing, he stretched out his palm, used his clever strength to push away Master Zheng's wrist, and pushed towards Master Zheng's face again.

And this push seemed to Master Zheng like an overwhelming net, covering his head, leaving no room for breaking the move.

Just from this one move, Master Zheng knew that the three men were not lying, but had really met a grandmaster of fighting style!

"I lost." Master Zheng responded decisively and took a step back. Even though it was embarrassing to admit defeat, he did not use any hidden strength.

Because the hidden force is too destructive, and this is a hand-in-hand approach.

"Master also lost..." The three of them stared with their eyes wide open. They didn't expect that the master who was ranked 27th in the country would lose like this?
"Thank you." Seeing Master Zheng being so particular, Zhang Feng clasped his fists and said, "Master Zheng, can you use your hidden energy to fight me?"

"An Jin?" Master Zheng suddenly frowned and asked, "Boss Zhang, have you ever seen An Jin?"

"No." Zhang Feng said honestly, "That's why I disturbed Master Zheng's rest tonight. I wanted to ask Master Zheng to use his hidden energy to help me.

Because I only learned martial arts by myself and figured out some training methods, but I have never seen the hidden power."

"Self-taught?" Master Zheng was really stunned when he heard this.

A self-taught master? A master at the age of twenty? He simply couldn't believe it.

But looking at Boss Zhang's serious expression, it didn't seem fake, and there was no need to lie to him.

After thinking it over, Master Zheng said to Zhang Feng seriously, "Boss Zhang, it's not that I don't want to use hidden power to fight with you.

But I'm currently unable to control and release my hidden energy freely, so once I strike out, I can't hold back."

"If it's convenient," Zhang Feng asked, "could you show me what dark energy is? I can also exchange some other martial arts techniques for dark energy techniques."

"No need." Master Zheng shook his head without thinking, and then glared at the three people standing next to him.

Wait until you finish staring at them.

Master Zheng smiled at Zhang Feng again, clasped his fists in return and said:
“Speaking of making things easier for others, I also want to thank Boss Zhang for showing mercy. Otherwise, my three apprentices might not be able to return home tonight.

So Boss Zhang wants to see the hidden power, so I will find something and demonstrate it to him."

"Thank you." Zhang Feng first thanked him, then thought about how Master Zheng had mentioned the "night market stall issue" and how straightforward Master Zheng was.

Therefore, Zhang Feng also wanted to make things clear to avoid any misunderstandings due to some trivial matters.

A straightforward person speaks his mind.

"I have practiced for many years and have heard that there are many masters in the world, but I don't know how to find them."

Zhang Feng said quickly, "I happened to meet the three masters today, and I thought it would be better to meet them tonight.

Speaking of disturbing you, it is I who disturb you all."

"Boss Zhang, please don't be polite!" Master Zheng felt very relieved when he heard these words, especially when they were said by a grandmaster of fighting style.

In return.

He stopped wasting time and looking for experimental materials. Instead, he came to the neat wall next to his door.

At the same time, he lightly slapped the wall with his palm. When his palm left the wall, several needle-thin holes appeared silently, each two centimeters deep.

This is the case on cement walls, and it would be even more serious if it hit a person.

Zhang Feng saw it and thought about it. He felt that he really couldn't block it, but he could let his strong arm be hit to experience what the hidden power was.

The fastest way to learn is to experience it yourself.

"Having a warrior-like physique is still useful. At least he has thick flesh, so the hidden power shouldn't easily injure his vital bones."

Zhang Feng thought about it and looked at Master Zheng. When he was about to let him experiment on himself, he found that his strength was a little scattered.

"Did the hidden energy seem to have pushed all his internal energy out in one breath? Or maybe his internal energy capacity is not high?"

Based on the previous cement attack, Zhang Feng had some guesses.

But soon, Master Zheng recovered his strength and looked at Zhang Feng.

Simultaneously.

He saw that Zhang Feng was eager to try, and he knew what Zhang Feng wanted to do.

"Boss Zhang, I know you want to learn Dark Power and experience it yourself."

Master Zheng was somewhat helpless, "But if you want to experience it yourself, you have to be prepared to get hurt, because even if I use a little force, it will hurt your skin.

As I said, my skills are not good enough and I cannot control my energy as I wish.

But the top three Hua Jin masters can actually send and receive energy at will."

"No problem." Zhang Feng, with the idea of ​​giving it a try, quickly stretched out his strong forearm and placed it in front of him.
"I've learned some hard Qigong, and Master Zheng deliberately held back. With my physique, I should be able to withstand it."

"Okay." Master Zheng stopped persuading Zhang Feng after hearing what had been said. Instead, he invited Zhang Feng into the yard.

Wait until you reach the living room.

"Boss Zhang, are you going to be hit by the dark energy?" The three of them were curious and moved closer, wanting to see if Boss Zhang's so-called hard qigong could block the surge of dark energy.

"Go get the alcohol and gauze." Master Zheng told the young man to get something from the next room.

Wait for him to come out and get everything ready.

"Boss Zhang?" Master Zheng placed his hand on Zhang Feng's arm, carefully selecting the fleshy part and avoiding the joints. "Are you ready?"

Zhang Feng nodded, mustering his strength and saying, "Please."

Master Zheng no longer hesitated, but this time he didn't use much strength because he really couldn't stop it.

It just barely reached the critical value for exerting force.

However, this concentrated force, although not sounding high, could still make a needle-like hole five centimeters deep in the skin of an ordinary person.

In the next second, he unleashed his hidden strength and struck the outside of Zhang Feng's arm, even anticipating that this piece of flesh could be penetrated.

call-

At the same time, perhaps because they were too close, and sound was transmitted through flesh and ears, Zhang Feng heard that the hidden power actually made a sound.

But then, Zhang Feng felt his arm was a little cold and had some tingling pain.

Wait for Master Zheng's hand to leave.

Zhang Feng saw a drop of turbid water like sweat appearing on his arm. The skin under the drop of water was a little red and blood was gradually oozing out, as if he had been pricked by a needle.

But at this moment, Master Zheng saw that Zhang Feng had blocked most of the hidden force, but he looked at his own hand in surprise, and then looked at Zhang Feng's arm.

Finally, he asked doubtfully, "Boss Zhang, are you sure you don't know how to use hidden energy?
Only when the dark energy is fully developed can it penetrate the muscles, skin, blood and flesh of the whole body, making it less likely to be injured by ordinary energy."

"Dark Power can also train the body?" Zhang Feng was delighted when he heard this, realizing that Dark Power was not only a killing move, but also a kind of "physical training method."

That's a good thing.

"I don't know any dark energy." Zhang Feng's desire for dark energy was very strong now. "I'm not making fun of Master Zheng."

Zhang Feng said this, ignoring their doubtful looks, and said bluntly:
"I can block some of the dark energy, which should be due to my physique and martial arts. I can also use the hard qigong I practiced to switch to dark energy training.

We are all martial artists, so let's be frank. Master Zheng, please give us your conclusion."

"Hard Qigong doesn't need it..." Master Zheng slowly recovered from his doubts and shook his head, saying, "Because the practice of hidden energy is no secret in the martial arts world."

As he spoke, he pointed to a kettle next to him.

Zhang Feng looked at it and saw that the kettle was quite exquisite.

The outer shape is a vivid dragon, which has high artistic value.

"Please." Master Zheng also invited Zhang Feng to sit next to the coffee table.

Zhang Feng didn't say much, clasped his fists, and sat down first.

The three people were still standing there, silent, but the shock in their hearts about Zhang Feng's ability to block the dark energy still remained.

And after Zhang Feng sat down.

Master Zheng directly started to explain the hidden power.

"Anjin is a kind of fighting method that uses the energy within the body. I don't know how to describe this energy. If I were to use a very common saying, it is that it can only be understood but not expressed in words.

But regarding humans, Boss Zhang can regard the "human body" as a "dragon" in mythology.

The hidden energy is the dragon's 'swallowing clouds and exhaling mist', the limbs and torso are all the dragon's body, transforming the energy in the body."

"What kind of reform is this?" Zhang Feng asked humbly. "If this doesn't involve your family's secrets, I hope Master Zheng can tell me. Zhang Feng will definitely reward you."

Since Master Zheng said, "It can only be understood but not expressed in words."

What I will say next is definitely Master Zheng’s unique practice method, which allows people to experience the meaning of "inexpressible".

This must be precious and unfathomable.

It may even be the essence of the golden words summarized by several or even more than a dozen senior predecessors in their field.

"Since you said no reward is needed, then there is no need for reward."

Master Zheng still refused to accept payment, but instead pointed to the dragon kettle next to him.

Huhu—

The kettle has boiled, and the rushing hot steam has blown open the small lid on the spout, like a little dragon puffing out smoke.

"Dark power is actually a kind of control over oneself."

Master Zheng explained: "When a person exerts force, there is a trapped Qi in the body, which will be released through the pores.

It's like sweating while running.

But if you can close your own pores, like covering the lid of this dragon kettle, the air in your body will no longer evaporate.

Then the moment one of the pores opens, it is like the lid of a kettle being opened by water vapor, and energy gushes out.

This is what is called hidden power.

But if you want to master this method, controlling your body is one of the key points.

Secondly, the flesh, blood and skin must also be tempered.

Otherwise, the moment a hidden force bursts out from the body, it will be like a bullet exploding.

If you don't train your body, you'll hurt yourself before you hurt others. So, hidden energy is actually a form of training your body, using this suppressed energy to train your body."

After Master Zheng finished speaking, he looked at Zhang Feng.

Zhang Feng looked at this ordinary kettle and recalled what Master Zheng said.

These words are very ordinary, and there is nothing mysterious about them at all.

Just a kettle and a very common way of holding your breath, and it can be expressed simply.

But Zhang Feng understood one thing.

What is the meaning of "True transmission is a single sentence, false transmission is ten thousand volumes of books."

"To train your body, you'll need some prescriptions. I'll write them down for you."

Master Zheng then asked the young man to get paper and pen.

Zhang Feng also looked at the young man and said with a smile, "Master Zheng, please bring an extra set of paper and pen."

(End of this chapter)