martial arts accelerator

Chapter 85
The winter stars have not disappeared, and a new day has begun.

Meng Liang opened his eyes habitually.

The heart-piercing pain in his left shoulder was still there, and he barely rolled over and got out of bed.

Along the way, there were occasional doors ajar, and from time to time I could hear snoring through the door.After the battle, everyone should still be sleeping sweetly. Meng Liang couldn't bear to disturb them and decided to walk around casually to distract from the swelling and pain of the wound.

Walking through the promenade and walking out the door, one can see layers of whiteness, and the world is completely silent.

The faint heat coming from the back of the house became clearer because of this.

Looking for a touch of warmth, I came to the martial arts training ground. Different from the thick snow around me, a wide open space had been cleared out of the field. Zhang Yong had been practicing here for no sure how long.
Meng Liang's heart moved, he picked up a branch, replaced the sword with a stick, and stabbed it.

Feeling the slight tremor in the air, Zhang Yong turned around to fight, and when he saw who was coming, he laughed and shouted.

"Good come!"

The two of them tacitly suppressed their true energy, abandoned their lightness skills, and slowed down the speed of their hands, turning them into pure moves.

Zhang Yong put his left hand on his back, put his right hand on the branch, turned his waist and twisted his hips. As he sank, the branch's forward thrust became slower and slower, and finally stopped three inches in front of him, and was then brought back by the strong force.

Naturally, Meng Liang would not be willing to fall into the mud, his wrist twisted, and the branches went fast and slow.

However, no matter how Meng Liang changes his rhythm, Zhang Yong's right hand is like a leaf growing on a branch, clinging to it like a shadow.

Unconsciously, the branch seemed to become the opponent's weapon, with a sticky force growing on it, allowing Zhang Yong to pull it left and right, instead of listening to himself.

From the beginning to the end, the remaining bit of snow on the branches never fell.

"Excellent boxing! In the past, I only knew how to master it. Now it seems that in terms of technique alone, it can be said to be unparalleled in the world."

Meng Liang sighed in admiration, and then changed his moves.

Martial arts has never been about just using the strong to defeat the weak.

Meng Liang decisively pulled down the branch, turned his palm into a knife, and slashed at Zhang Yong's head.

Zhang Yong repeated his old tricks and introduced the sword technique, but suddenly he felt a strong wind coming.

It was Meng Liang who swung the saber and kicked at the same time, and the branch shot towards Zhang Yong.

Dividing the heart into two uses, and combining two moves into one, is what Meng Liang is best at.

The two attacks came at the same time, seeing that there was no guard to defend, Zhang Yong was so cruel that he simply refused to defend.

With an elbow slightly blocking Meng Liang's knife, Wang Baquan suddenly swung towards Meng Liang's forehead, and stepped forward at the same time, trying to rush through the shooting branches at the same time.

The fists hit the face, the sharp edge faced the throat, until the end, I really don't know who will win or lose.

Zhang Yong stopped his fist.

Meng Liang held the branch.

"How about a tie?"

"Let's call it a tie. In fact, I'm faster."

"If it's a real sword, you've already been injured just now."

"If it's true, I'm not a vegetarian because of my external skills."

The two seemed to be at odds with each other. The originally harmonious and friendly exchange of ideas turned into an argument in the blink of an eye.

"Papa papa!" "Wonderful!"

Hall Master Ling and Le Xinyan had arrived at the sidelines at some point, and seeing that they were starting to quarrel again, they hurried out to ease the atmosphere.

The two turned their heads when they heard the sound, and seeing that there were still people watching, they felt embarrassed to continue bickering like children.

"Master, Sister Le, good morning!" Zhang Yong straightened his expression.

"I've met the hall master." Meng Liang saluted Ling Feiyan and nodded to Le Xinyan.

"Zhang Yong, go to Qian Sancai's place, the things have arrived."

Zhang Yong's eyes brightened upon hearing Ling Feiyan's words, and after leaving, he hurriedly searched for the accountant.

"You too, with such a serious injury, you don't know how to recuperate."

Meng Liang couldn't bear the warning from the hall master and Le Xinyan's reproachful look. He scratched his head and found a reason to leave.

Seeing the backs of Zhang Yong and Meng Liang leaving, Ling Feiyan turned to Le Xinyan and said.

"Xinyan, don't spread the matter about the Karma Slaying Golden Body."

"You mean Zhang Yong"

Ling Feiyan nodded.

"But the hall master."

"I know. I'll tell you about the sect master. Those old things in the sect are now trying their best to search for Ying Tianqing's whereabouts. Few people know about the matter of killing karma."

Ling Feiyan explained a little, and Le Xinyan understood.

"I have some files and letters over there, I'll go and deal with them."

After Le Xinyan resigned, only Ling Feiyan was left meditating on the spot.

Under the white snow, it added a bit of coldness.

Under Ling Feiyan's induction, Zhang Yong's golden body, which was still slightly flawed yesterday, is now a seamless one, and has entered the stage of Dacheng. Logically, he has obtained the mentality of killing karma in less than half a month.

"Could it be the reincarnation of some bald donkey born and experienced."

Recalling Zhang Yong's various deeds, Ling Feiyan secretly guessed.

"Shouldn't have any memories, no matter what, it's the enemy of Ying Tianqing's department."

Thinking of this level, Ling Feiyan was relieved, even if Zhang Yong saved his daughter, she didn't mind finding a good opponent for this unrivaled demon.

"Shangqingzong, Faru Temple, Ying Tianqing, now there is Zhang Yong"

"I have to pick up the pace too."

Everything is intertwined, and God knows it clearly. Ling Feiyan is a little bit smart, and faintly feels the general trend coming.

At the same time, Zhang Yong sneaked into the warehouse.

Qian Sancai was frowning and keeping accounts, when he saw the shadow on the account book, he looked up.

"Stinky boy, what are you doing sneakily?"

"I'm going to investigate secretly, in case I catch evidence of your pocketing."

"Go away, Master Qian, I have been working for more than ten years, and I have never done anything bad."

Qian San put down the pen in his hand.

"You're here to get this."

Guessing the purpose of Zhang Yong's trip, he picked up a cloth bag and threw it over.

Zhang Yong's heart trembled, and he quickly flew to catch it.

"What are you doing?! What if it breaks?! This is a baby."

Carefully opened the cloth bag and checked it carefully.

Seeing Zhang Yong's nervous appearance, Qian Sancai joked with a smile.

"Hehe, you kid still know this is a baby, you've made a lot of progress."

Different from the dark color of the Seeking Stone, the Asking Stone is mixed with white jade patterns, but it also has a round feel.

There seemed to be no problem with the things, so Zhang Yong asked Qian Sancai for advice.

"How does this thing work?"

"The hall master said that it is similar to the Seeking Stone, you just need to circulate your true energy, what's the difference, let you pour all your energy into it, and comprehend it along with the true energy."

"Anyway, I haven't used it. If you don't understand anything on the way, ask the hall master. He is the only one in our group who has used this thing."

Qian Sancai's words were a little sour, and after he finished speaking, he was thrown out.

Zhang Yong didn't care, and happily returned to his room with the big baby in his arms.

After closing the doors and windows tightly, sitting on the bed cautiously, Zhang Yong rubbed his hands.

"Here it is."

Taking a deep breath, his heart moved, and Tianshidi listened and swept over.

(End of this chapter)