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Chapter 19 The Charm of the Elixir

In the end, Jiang Polang had the upper hand in this competition. The old man had to hide his sword energy, and his true energy was consumed so much that he was very embarrassed, but he only needed to absorb his energy and then release his sword energy, which seemed extremely easy.

Of course, the most important thing was that he underestimated the enemy. If they fought normally, the two Jiang Polang would not be opponents.

The distance between the two is two or three feet, and they attack from a distance. The Six Meridians Excalibur is known as the best sword in the world, and it is not for nothing.

But the old man doesn't have many long-range attack methods, and his body skills are his weakness, so that he can't break through the waves near the river. He has no martial arts skills, so he can only be beaten passively.

"Stop, stop, I've surrendered, Yaoshou, my waist is about to break."

When Jiang Polang saw the old man begging for mercy, he also put down his hands, and he didn't have the energy to add, he was just a show.

"Ah, I'm so sorry, I'm a bit harsher, or I'll ask old man Su to pay you some money."

"Old man Su, which old man Su?"

Jiang Polang pointed to the next door, and the old man's expression changed.

"Oh, you can't be Mr. Su's apprentice, right? The flood rushed into the Dragon King Temple, and the whole family didn't know each other. I'm Mr. Su's disciple, Lao Suntou."

"What the hell is God looking up to his apprentice?" Jiang Polang was at a loss.

"It's just that I want to be his apprentice, but he refuses to accept me, so I have to be his apprentice in my heart."

"That's fine too." Jiang Polang was speechless.

The old grandson looked at his room, the wall that the sword energy had touched was full of potholes.

"Junior brother, look at how much I have ruined here, and I don't want you to compensate, just give Su Lao a pill."

Jiang Polang didn't care, anyway, there were plenty of pills in the window, "No problem, I'll adjust my breath for a while, and then challenge other people later, you know which one is better."

"Well, Shagang is stronger. He is nicknamed Tractor. He practices horizontal kung fu. His iron palms make criminals fearful. I am not his opponent." Old Sun was a little coy.

"Well, I must go to see it later, I am a little tired now, let's take a rest first."

Jiang Polang sat cross-legged and began to adjust his breath. About half an hour later, he jumped up, waved his hand and said, "Let's go."

The old grandson was secretly surprised. After a while, his internal strength recovered. It seems that it is different to have a famous teacher. The skills he learned are really amazing.

He didn't adjust his breath at all. Although his body was still a little tired, taking good care of Jiang Polang was a top priority, and he might get a lot of benefits.

He led Jiang Polang to a room that was similar in style to Su Buqing's.

"Stupid, someone is here to discuss with you, open the door." Old Suntou shouted to the wall from the door.

"Old Sun, can he hear you shouting here?" Jiang Polang was a little surprised.

He smiled and said: "Little brother, you didn't know when you came here, there is a loudspeaker here, as long as the people in it don't turn it off, they can hear it."

Jiang Polang took a look, and found that there was indeed a small hole in the wall, outsiders couldn't see it at all, and thought to himself: "What a chicken thief, the stinky old man didn't tell me such a secret thing."

"Let's go to the tower." The door opened automatically, and he was shocked again, and it could also unlock automatically.

"Well, you stinky old man, you actually keep everything from me. When I go back,..., it seems that I can't beat him."

Jiang Polang absent-mindedly followed Old Suntou into Sha Gang's practice room. This man was really big-hearted, and he didn't even have the least precautions.

"Who wants to compete with me, do you, old man Sun, have you recovered from the injury last time?" A middle-aged man stopped and stood up.

Jiang Polang glanced around, as if there was no secret, except for two or three futons, there was nothing else, just like Su Buqing's practice room.

The old grandson dragged the man to the corner, and the two of them didn't know what to discuss, but they saw him nodding non-stop.

After a while, the two came back, and the old grandson said to Jiang Polang: "Little brother, this is silly, as long as you give old Su the pill, you can do whatever you want here, including here."

He patted Sha Gang on the chest, expressing that he could hit any part of his body at will.

Sha Gang is in his 40s, in the middle stage of transformation, and he trains in iron cloth shirts. His muscles are extremely hard. He is a humanoid bulldozer. No one in the same realm can match him. It is estimated that he will break through to the late stage of transformation in half a year.

But Jiang Polang's purpose is not to beat people, he is here to absorb energy, when he adjusted his breath just now, he found that the real energy has not increased, the absorbed energy can only be transformed into sword energy without refinement, use it up It's gone.

"No, you have to hit me too, or what's the point."

"Okay, whatever you want." Silly just didn't care.

Jiang Polang used the old combination again, first with a long fist, then with a long palm, and the silly gang didn't fight back, just let him slap his body at will.

"It hurts me to death, why is your body so hard, is it made of iron?"

He is not stupid, if he continues beating like this, he will be exhausted and will not hurt him at all, and it will hurt his hand.

"No, let's stay away, exchange sword energy, and see who can hide."

Sha Gang scratched his scalp and didn't talk nonsense, he retreated two or three feet in a row and asked, "Little brother, is it far enough?"

"Okay, okay, I'll send it." Jiang Polang raised his hand and sent out two sword qi.

"Papa." Two sword qi hit Silang's body, and he didn't even shake his body. It seemed that he was not injured.

Sha Gang smirked, with a face of indifference, and did not fight back.

Jiang Polang shook his teeth, exerted all his strength, and sent out two more sword qi, this time a little threatening, Sha Gang forced half a step back, but he still didn't fight back.

To be honest, up to now Jiang Polang has only half-learned things, he has not even figured out the acupoints of the human body, and he sends out sword energy at will.

"Hey, hey, you don't fight back, it's meaningless at all, so I'm leaving, it's not fun."

Jiang Polang lost his mind and planned to go back, but the old grandson stopped him.

"Don't worry, he must be afraid of hurting you so he won't fight back. I'll tell him."

"Stupid, if you don't fight back, don't blame me when Mr. Su's elixir is gone." Old Suntou said loudly.

He hesitated a little, but finally nodded, "Look, I'll hit you on the right side now, just watch and hide."

Silly just launched his kung fu, he slashed with a single palm, and the strength roared in. This power is much stronger than the palm of the old grandson.

Jiang Polang's eyes lit up, not only did not dodge, but even dodged and bumped into it.

Papa, energy hit the body, there was no pain, and the Beiming Divine Kungfu operated spontaneously again, the energy was absorbed by the acupuncture points in an instant, and flowed to the dantian, and the true energy rose again.

He was overjoyed, it seemed that anyone's energy could be absorbed, and he wondered if he could refine it and become the True Qi of Beiming.

Silly Gang was puzzled, and muttered: "Obviously he missed the shot, but he still bumped himself up. Fortunately, he was not injured. This person is probably more stupid than himself."

"Come again." Jiang Polang hooked his hands, motioning for him to come again.

But Sha Gang was determined not to be fooled, he knew the power of his palm strength, and was afraid that he would really be hurt.

Jiang Polang was very disappointed, so he could only sit down and refine the Qi Jin just now. After a few weeks, the Qi Jin was transformed into Beiming True Qi.

Since the idiot was not fooled, the old grandson led Jiang Polang to harass the eight masters of the martial arts hall, and the result was gratifying. In one day, his inner strength increased a lot.

Of course, the promised elixir was also indispensable. In the evening, a group of people hugged him back to Su Buqing's place.

"Old man, bring the elixir, I owe them."

While cashing in the elixir, Su Buqing scolded: "Stinky boy, you're such a prodigal. You promised me so many elixirs and so many types in just one day. You thought this elixir was sugar."

Everyone smiled knowingly, as long as it can be exchanged, he can do whatever he wants next time.

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