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Chapter 12 Another one

Lu Jing didn't know if it was his own illusion. He felt that some changes had occurred on Fang Zijing, but Lu Jing couldn't say much about what had happened. He just felt that Fang Zijing seemed to be younger, not as dusk as before.

It was as if he had broken through some shackles and was reborn, but the momentum emitted in his every move was much stronger than before.

What a guy, breaking through in the battle is a standard protagonist template, and Fang Zijing took off the iron ring on his arm before.

Lu Jing also heard the sound of the iron rings hitting the blue bricks. The weight was quite heavy. When he thought of Fang Zijing's arms carrying such a burden on his arms when he was fighting before, Lu Jing also smacked his tongue secretly, and a solemn look appeared on his face. After that... he thrust his horse stance more steadily.

So it is really fatal to say that there is no skills on the skill panel. When it comes to an important moment, you can't even trick yourself into ineffective operations.

Fang Zijing took a deep breath and spoke again, "Young Master Lu, the martial arts he practiced is called the Dragon-Catching Tiger Fist, which is powerful and strong, and is the most powerful. In order to practice this boxing technique, I specially went to blacksmith to build those iron rings. Each weighed about one pound or nine taels. On the first day of practicing, I wore one on my left and right hands, and I added one for every one more year. Now it's exactly nine years, and the left and right hands weighed about thirty-five pounds.

"On weekdays, I will carry these eighteen iron rings with me whether they eat, sleep or write. They will only be taken off when they encounter danger. This is the first time I have picked them off because of danger. Of course, I know that for a master like Lu Shaoxia, it may be no difference whether I pick those iron rings or not. I said these are not to show off my hard work in practicing martial arts or anything else. I just want to tell Lu Shaoxia that I did not retain my strength in the next punch and offended it."

After saying the last three words, Fang Zijing closed his mouth. The next moment he threw away all the messy thoughts out of his mind, completely calming down his mind.

Then he put his right fist on his waist to accumulate strength, and regardless of his injuries, he activated his whole body's strength to the tenth level. A fine drip of sweat oozed out from Fang Zijing's forehead, and at the same time, the muscles in his body tightened with the accumulation of strength. The blue veins on both arms were protruding, and under the muscles were as if hundreds of earthworms were squirming wildly. This was also a sign that he had activated his strength to the extreme.

When Fang Zijing completed the accumulation of energy and swung this punch, it was more than twice as fast as the previous punch. Lu Jing didn't even see the movement of his fist clearly, and his right shoulder hurt.

Yes, that's right. This is the first time Lu Jing felt pain in a battle. Of course, he has only fought two fights since time traveling. However, even under the small sample, this is still a very unusual thing, which means that the warm current in Lu Jing's lower abdomen has not been able to fully keep up with the opponent's movement rate for the first time.

But that's all.

As soon as the fist touched his skin, the meridians from his arms to his dantian became hot again. The things in the dantian, like sharks smelling blood, quickly gathered and rushed to the landing point of Fang Zijing's punch. Before the force on the fist continued to be transmitted downward, they connected each other and protected Lu Jing's muscles, blood vessels, meridians and bones first.

After stabilizing his position, he showed his fangs and began to surround the qi that invaded Lu Jing's body with the punch. Some of the warm currents and the qi force were cancelled out in pairs, but then a continuous warm current continued to gush out of Lu Jing's dantian, using Fang Zijing's fist as a bridge, it poured into the latter's body without hesitation.

Fang Zijing felt that he had fallen into a vast ocean, wrapped in terrifying huge waves. Those terrifying huge waves were raging wildly in his body, destroying all the obstacles trying to block the road. Fang Zijing only struggled to hold on for a few breaths, but could no longer bear it. His eyes turned dark and he fainted on the ground.

At the last moment when consciousness was dying, Fang Zijing faintly heard the exclamation from his companions, but he didn't care about this kind of thing, because he had already conveyed his thoughts through this punch, and he believed that Lu Jing could understand the meaning contained in it.

This is enough.

Fang Zijing closed his eyes with satisfaction.

…………

Hum? Another one fell swoop.

Lu Jing looked at Fang Zijing lying on the ground and felt a little numb.

If one time may be an accident, then the two times are obviously not explained by coincidence.

Whether it was Qin Xiaotou before or Fang Zijing now, he was unreasonable if he couldn't beat him, and it would be even more bizarre that he couldn't beat him. In the end, he was hanged up all the way and completed the counterattack for no reason.

At this moment, the six martial arts people who came with Fang Zijing had rushed to Fang Zijing. Someone stretched out his palm and pressed it on Fang Zijing's back. After a moment, his face changed. His eyes looked at Lu Jing became more and more frightened. He lowered his head and hurriedly left the Sihe Courtyard with the unconscious Fang Zijing.

His pace was three points faster than when he came.

Lu Jing then turned his head and looked at Zhang Jinming who was left by the group of people. The latter finally got out of trouble. But perhaps because the whole process was too magical, Mr. Zhang was still busy figuring out what was going on, and there was no joy on his face. He was in a daze with his wife He.

If you are playing a game, Lu Jing can probably see system prompts such as "Your teammate is offline" from the heads of the two.

After a while, He reacted first and kept thanking Lu Jing, thanking him for saving his husband, and then opened his mouth as if he wanted to ask something.

Although Zhang Sanfeng usually requires female relatives to stay in the room when he was rumored by Lu Jing's martial arts, and He had never seen Lu Jing practice martial arts, Zhang Sanfeng was quite concerned about this apprentice whom he had finally received, and would sigh from time to time when eating, so it is not a secret that Lu Jing's situation is in this yard.

He didn't understand how Lu Jing became so powerful overnight, and could "beat" a martial arts man who was obviously a veteran.

However, before she asked, Lu Jing shook her head and said, "Don't ask, I can't answer it after asking. I have some urgent matters here, so I'll take a step first. Today's matter is not that simple. Those people came to trouble Master for no reason. So it's better not to run around if you have nothing to do recently."

Lu Jing's last sentence was a tactful advice to Zhang Jinming. Although Zhang Jinming had disobeyed his father before and didn't even look down on his father's apprentice, Lu Jing is now his savior. He didn't say anything, but it was not good to change his attitude immediately and still have a dark face.

Lu Jing had already walked to the door. When he stepped out of the yard with one foot, he stopped again and turned around and said, "By the way, when Master comes back, please come and tell me.
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