Strengthening the Cultivation of the City

What Zhenren Mao didn't expect was that when he picked up the bricks, Han Tian was basically on the run.

Never confront him head-on.

He just wanted to test whether Han Tian's head was as tough as Xiao Lin said.

What are you Han Tian running for?
You are a master of true energy!

This scene made Xiao Lin and the driver a little confused.

How did Han Tian, ​​who was still majestic just now, become like this now?
Even the swordsmen who were lying on the ground mourning had expressions of doubt on their faces.

"Look at what?"

Passing by a swordsman, Han Tian kicked him away.

"Shh!"

The direction in which the knife hand flew, just hit Mao Zhenren.

Master Mao dodged coldly.

"bang bang bang"

Han Tian kicked his saber hands at Mao Zhenren one by one, Mao Zhenren dodged quickly, and then picked up a brick with his left hand.

"!!!"

Han Tian's face darkened.

Why don't you take one piece, and give one piece in each hand?
Are you trying to smash me to death?

"Keng"

Han Tian was furious, he picked up a big knife on his toes, and bit the bullet to fight Mao Zhenren.

"bang bang bang"

When the big knife hit the brick, sparks flew in all directions, and Han Tian's sword skills surprised Master Mao.

He has never seen such a gorgeous knife technique!
"It seems a little familiar."

Mao Zhenren felt that Han Tian's sword technique seemed to have been seen somewhere.

what,
Isn't this a martial arts routine?

You, a master of true energy, use the martial arts routines of other people's competitions to fight me?
Before Mao Zhenren could remain silent, Han Tian, ​​who finally seized the opportunity, used his internal strength, then turned around and slashed down, full of momentum.

"Oh!"

Mao Zhenren resisted with bricks.

"Snapped!"

The bricks snapped.

Han Tian went up with one kick, firmly kicking Zhongmao Zhenren in the chest.

Mao Zhenren mustered his inner strength and stabilized his body, so that he didn't let himself fall out.

He looked at Han Tian warily.

Such a young man possesses such strong inner strength. If Han Tian doesn't have superior skills, then Han Tian is a peerless genius.

even,

Han Tian also had expert advice behind him.

"Little brother, the road to seeking the Tao is a bit lonely. If you are interested, you and I are all on the same path." Mao Zhenren asked suddenly, "Please tell me, little brother, how do you cultivate your internal strength? It is really smashing with a brick. head?"

Han Tian: "..."

You just hit your head with a brick to cultivate your internal strength!
If I hadn't done the strengthening task, I wouldn't have tortured myself to the point of knocking my head with bricks all day long.

Am I stupid?

Because the same thing in the eyes of different people, there will be different views.

Xiao Lin thinks that Han Tian doesn't do business, is a vagrant, and a fool.

But real Mao doesn't think so.

He actually thinks that Han Tian is a prodigy in martial arts.

"Please let me know, little brother, I will thank you very much." Master Mao really wanted to know.

Han Tian stared at him.

After a long while, he deliberately sighed and said, "This kind of cultivation method belongs to horizontal kung fu. You must have perseverance and patience, and you can't use your internal strength at the beginning."

Mao Zhenren nodded straightly.

Because it makes sense!
Practicing kung fu horizontally is to temper one's body!

He has also seen some horizontal training masters.

But those masters of cross-training have a weakness in their heads.

Unlike Han Tian, ​​who can hit his head with a brick all day without injury or death.

Han Tiancai is an expert.

"You don't need internal strength, just experience it first." Han Tian looked at Mao Zhenren from the corner of his eye.

Master Mao was stunned.

At his age, if he didn't use his internal strength to defend himself, if he hit his head with a brick, he would probably 'pass' in nine out of ten cases.

He dare not.

"Little brother, it is said that the older you are, the more timid you become. Why don't you demonstrate it first?" Mao Zhenren still wanted to see it with his own eyes.

Screw you!
Han Tiantian doesn't demonstrate!

He will be dizzy when he hits it!

At this time, he must not be dizzy!

"I've already told you my experience, believe it or not, but since you want to learn, I will teach you." Han Tian threw away the big knife and picked up a brick.

Mao Zhenren stared.

I saw Han Tianhu rushing over vigorously and smashed his head.

"Horizontal kung fu is not so easy to learn. You want to learn but don't dare. How can there be such a good thing in the world?" Han Tian's moves were very fast, Mao Zhenren dodged left and right, and punched at the same time.

But with the passage of time, Mao Zhenren gradually lost.

The so-called boxing is afraid of being young, and Han Tian's internal strength is stronger than him.

If the two fight against each other for a short time, Mao Zhenren can still hold on.

But it won't work over time.

"Renren Mao, I spent money, you have to beat him to death today!" Even Xiao Lin, a layman, could see that Master Mao was at a disadvantage, so she couldn't help shouting at this moment.

"Can you still make money?" Han Tian, ​​who was staring at Mao Zhenren, showed disdain, "You should be a chivalrous man with all your abilities, instead of helping the rich to get rich and kill."

Mao Zhenren was speechless.

Heroes of righteousness?

Have you read too many martial arts novels?
How can there be so many chivalrous men in today's society?

Besides, I don't need to eat, do I?
Can chivalry be able to fill one's stomach?

"By the way, how much did she give you?" Han Tian chuckled.

Mao Zhenren rolled his eyes.

He could tell from Han Tian's expression that Han Tian also liked money.

Or how did the Mercedes-Benz cars in this factory come from?

"300."

But Master Mao didn't hide anything, and told Han Tian directly.

This made Han Tian's eyes widen.

Just when Master Mao thought that Han Tian would become his fellow man, Han Tian suddenly became angry: "This stinky woman, is my head only worth 300 million?"

Mao Zhenren: "!!!"

"Oh!"

Just when Master Mao was in a daze, Han Tian slapped him on the head with a brick.

Fortunately, Mao Zhenren dodged in time and used enough internal strength, so he missed a little.

But even so,

Scarlet blood also flowed down from Mao Zhenren's head.

With the bricks and Han Tian's internal strength,
In fact, this blow is more terrible than the sword.

Mao Zhenren gritted his teeth, his eyes glaring with anger.

But he knew that he was no match for Han Tian.

"Miss Xiao, let's go." Mao Zhenren's face was already covered with blood, and he looked very scary at the moment.

Xiao Lin was shocked.

Then, with the help of the driver, he fled in a hurry.

Han Tian looked at it playfully.

"Miss, the door is locked!" The driver picked up a big knife and tried to cut off the lock.

But a few chops didn't help at all.

"Miss, why don't I carry you out?" The driver didn't know what to do, he said quickly before Han Tian came over.

How can Xiao Lin care about other things at this time?

Hearing that the driver was going to carry her, he jumped on the driver, stepped on the driver's shoulder, pressed the driver's head, and turned out of the door.

"what!"

Xiao Lin didn't turn over, she fell over, and her eyes were red and teary from the pain.

"Run away."

Seeing this, the swordsmen turned out the door one by one.

Even the master has escaped, so what's the use of them staying?
"Mao, I know you."

When only Han Tian and Mao Zhenren were left in the factory, Han Tian suddenly changed his tone.

Mao Zhenren was keenly aware of Han Tian's abnormality.

It seems that Han Tian at this moment is like a real master of true energy.

"There are not many masters of the Consummation Realm in Qingjiang City, and you are fortunate to be one of them." Han Tian said.

Mao Zhenren's pupils contracted.

In the entire Qingjiang City, there are not masters who do not have the Consummation Realm.

But very few!
Moreover, many masters have been invited away by some families, and astonishing numbers are used to retain those masters every month.

He Mao Zhenren doesn't like too much restraint, so he can only say goodbye to those astonishing numbers.

"Today, I won't kill you." Han Tian shot a cold light in his eyes, "Tell Xiao Lin after you go back, I will let her go for the last time for the sake of the old patriarch, if she dares to do it again, then don't say yes She, I'm afraid that the entire Xiao family will pay the price for her impulsiveness!"