The Great Seminary

Chapter 23: No one can stop Shen Cong's martial arts
After Guan Xihui left, Zhang Yan and He Kaihai continued to chat casually.

Suddenly, the image on the water screen in front of the two of them changed.

The images and texts on the monument became three-dimensional, and were pulled into a distorted ray of light that broke away from the monument and drilled into the eyes of a young man.

The young man was Zhang Gui.

"Only by memorizing the fifth-grade technique and generating a sense of connection can it 'penetrate into the marrow and penetrate into the brain'.

It seems this Zhang Gui is really a bit different from the others."

Zhang Yan commented in surprise.

"Since you think he's talented, I'll have a good talk with him and get him to abandon the light and join the dark."

"Even a fool like you knows that we are the Dark Army. Why should we let this guy join us for nothing?"

"Then teach him a lesson first, then give him some benefits, and use both kindness and force to make him abandon the light and join the dark."

“The Book of Vertical and Horizontal Skills is not a high-level martial art to begin with. The most difficult swordsmanship is very simple to practice, not to mention the four items of bare-handed skills.

Zhang Gui is not worthy of my combined kindness and severity, so let it be."

Time passed and it was night in a blink of an eye.

Dusk drove away the setting sun and enveloped Blackwood Town.

The 'Dangying Wenzhen' in the underground training room gradually stopped working.

The images and texts on the 'Returning Spirit Monument' became increasingly dim.

Finally, with the sound of an eggshell breaking, the "Jade Talisman Book" in the formation turned into powder.

The mechanism was activated, and ripples appeared on the solid stone ground, engulfing everyone again.

When he regained consciousness, Zhang Gui had already returned to the kitchen.

The number of times he practiced the Flying Kick, the Flowing Fire Fist, the Wind-catching Hand, and the Crossbowman, four martial arts that lead directly to the fourth level, were all firmly memorized in his mind.

Having made a great profit, Zhang Gui looked around calmly and saw that there were not only a dozen managers around,
Hundreds of Zhang surnamed head clerks, senior clerks and clerks in the entire Heimu Town were crowded here.

The huge kitchen was filled to the brim.

Slightly stunned, he pretended to be stunned and stood there in astonishment.

The other people in the kitchen also more or less memorized the techniques in the "Book of Zongheng".

I feel that everything is incomprehensible and I can only play dumb.

Hundreds of people looked at each other in silence.

Finally, Zhang Basheng, the frail steward, was so tired and hungry that he could not bear it any longer and shouted in a hoarse voice:

"It was a dark and windy night outside, and I felt sleepy all day for no apparent reason.

No matter what, let’s just go our separate ways.

There are fleets traveling between Kuroki Town and the mainland every three to five days, so we'll have an explanation in a few days."

Now that someone has spoken up, things will be easier. Someone started chiming in:

"Since Bansheng Guanzhang has spoken, let's disperse."

“Yes, no matter how big or small the matter is, it will be resolved in due time.

No matter where we are from, hundreds of us have the blood of the Pingyang Zhang family in our veins.

I didn't steal or rob, I didn't kill anyone, and I didn't set fire to anything. Who can do anything about it?"

After these words were spoken, everyone's uneasy mood immediately calmed down a lot.

Yes.

If three, five, or even ten or twenty people somehow obtained the skills of the "Zongheng Book", they would be in big trouble regardless of whether they remembered it or not.

But there are hundreds of people, regardless of whether they are legitimate or illegitimate, who have the bloodline of the Pingyang Zhang family!

No matter how sinister the family boss is, he can only hold the board high, put it down gently, and let the matter pass in a confused manner.

Throughout the ages, the saying that the law does not punish the masses has always been a golden saying.

Everyone dispersed.

Zhang Gui returned to the market office and hid in a side room.

The night grew darker.

Zhang Gui didn't light any lights or fire.

According to the exercises I just learned, I began to make various attempts.

Whether it's the legacy of the bloodline of gods and demons that wins at the starting line, or the practice of ordinary people to change their fate, it actually involves the transformation of "body, mind and spirit".

The body, namely Qi and blood, is the remainder of strength and originates from the liver.

The heart, namely Gangqi, is the rhythm of qi and originates from the lungs.

The spirit, that is, the primordial spirit, is the source of the spirit and originates from the brain.

The general public believes that "the mind follows God, and those who work with their minds rule over others, while those who work with their hands are ruled by others."

Meditation with a blank face is more advanced than regulating qi.

Regulating the breath without moving is a more advanced form of practice than moving your hands and feet.

Thus, a chain of contempt was formed.

Although this is true in most cases, it is not uncommon for superior or even top-level bloodlines or cultivation techniques to involve the field of blood and qi.

The four kinds of martial arts turned into pies and hit Zhang Gui's head: Flying Kick, Flowing Fire Fist, Wind-catching Hand, and Crossbowman.

The first three focus on cultivating Qi and blood, while the last one focuses on cultivating Qi Yuan.

For the first time in his life, Zhang Gui used his own will to capture the illusory "qi and blood".

I discovered that some mysterious power in my body was moving in response.

Unfortunately, the jump was not as powerful as when I used Shen Cong's 'Jian Zu' normally. I suddenly felt that my skills were not as good as Shen Cong's.

This makes sense, as the Shencong originated from the ancient powerful ones.

Just a wave of his hands and a gesture can overwhelm the world.

When a kick from you can be as powerful as a nuclear explosion, there's no point in practicing unless you're mentally ill.

But for a small fry like Zhang Gui, the skills are still very useful.

I saw him first do a spinning kick, then a sweeping kick, then a piercing kick... He did it with great force and freedom, and it felt like he was a hundred times stronger than his own turtle fist.

He used the flying kick and tried the flowing fire fist.

When a few racks were pulled out, hot mist filled the air.

It seems that the emphasis of leg techniques and boxing techniques is on agility and power respectively.

Then Zhang Gui began to try the Zongheng Qinfeng hand.

I found that this technique also focuses on agility, and is obviously more suitable for flying kicks than boxing.

Finally, he mobilized his lung meridian and practiced shooting with his fingers. One after another, compressed air bullets condensed from steam were ejected from his fingertips.

It hit the rock wall, but left no visible mark.

But the hot air from the steam burst out with a sizzling sound, melting the white paint on the wall and causing it to drip onto the ground.

It is fully proved that the temperature of high-compression steam is not just the boiling point.

Theoretically, it can be infinitely improved as the compression density increases.

It made him feel refreshed and comfortable. Suddenly, the main spirit cluster in Zhang Gui's body grew greatly, and a faint light flashed.

Countless tufts of hair grew, and as the blood drifted to the skin and flesh, they attracted each other and gathered together, forming a new tuft of hair with multiple arms.

Suddenly, the bone under his left ribs broke out of his body and turned into an arm like that of a seven or eight-year-old child.

He also flicked his finger and fired a compressed air bullet.

Although its power is much weaker, its function is exactly the same.

"When the absolute strength value of Shen Congpei is off the charts, it might be useless.

But at the small fish stage, one plus one is definitely greater than two.

No, no, no.

I am special among specials.

The two sets of main god clusters occupy several major organs, bones, flesh, and body fluid systems. Both the grade and the completeness are extremely high at first glance.

How could ordinary awakened people receive such treatment?

In battle, Shen Cong may not serve as an auxiliary.

Yes, it must be this.

It is said that the "Book of Zongheng" is of average power in the practice of martial arts, and it can only be auxiliary when combined with my Super Divine Cluster.

If a super powerful technique is combined with an ordinary divine cluster, the main and auxiliary will be reversed."

(End of this chapter)