Pushing martial arts horizontally: starting from depriving the mantis shrimp of its talent

Chapter 33 The demon gave up thinking

Smelling the aroma of fried food, the bloodshot eyes in Chen Cheng gradually disappeared, and his eyes were particularly bright.

The meat ball rolling in the oil pan kept trembling. Every time he tried to jump out, Chen Cheng would hit him back.

When the fire is low, add carbon to ensure that the temperature of the oil pan does not drop.

Chen Cheng fried the demon ghost for several hours, but the demon ghost still showed no sign of death.

"The regeneration speed is too fast."

Chen Chengdu couldn't help but marvel.

It was almost dawn, and the demon in the pot finally couldn't bear the endless pain.

It is easy to die, but it takes courage to survive.

You ghost, gave up thinking.

Chen Cheng was stunned when he saw the large golden meatballs rolling in the oil pan suddenly turned into sand, scattered and sank to the bottom of the pan.

Use a slotted spoon to fish out the oil in the pan. After finding that it was indeed gone, Chen Cheng removed the charcoal fire. After the temperature of the oil dropped, he filtered the oil through a sieve. Finally, he dug out a piece of sand with a strange smell. Patterned black seeds.

Even after long frying, this exotic seed stays cold.

"Is this a different species?"

Chen Cheng casually found an iron plate, and with five fingers, he turned the iron plate into a simple box. He put the alien species inside and held it tightly again.

He sealed the alien species in the iron box and walked out of the kitchen.

Looking at the increasingly thinning dark clouds and the brightening sky, Chen Cheng closed the door and strode away.

In the boxing gym, listening to the thunder outside, Old Man Ma felt a little uneasy.

He sat up from the bed, finally thought about it, got dressed and went to the front hall.

Put dry smoke on the candle flame and light it, and the sparks will flicker.

"Dad, my junior brother is not back yet."

Senior brother Ma De went to look around the courtyard where Chen Cheng lived and found that there was still no one there.

Hearing this, the sparks on Old Man Ma's hand lit up even brighter for a moment.

Ma De knew his father’s character. Old Ma was not addicted to smoking, but every time he was anxious and hesitant, he couldn’t help but take a puff and comforted him.

"Dad, don't worry too much. Junior brother, maybe it's just raining too much. Maybe he'll be back at dawn tomorrow."

"Ugh!"

Old Man Ma put down his cigarette and sighed.
"I think so too, but I can't help but worry."

"I have been coming to Wangjiang City for more than 40 years, and I am now 75. I have been teaching boxing in the east of the city since I was in my prime, but no one can practice the Thunder Breaking Style."

"Without the Thunder Breaking Style, even if you train the Gravel Fist to Bronze Skin, you will only have second health, which is similar to those of the bigger gangs. It is not enough to maintain the current status of the boxing gym."

"I'm too old to fight anymore, and you don't have the qualifications to practice. From now on, I'm counting on Xiao Chengzi to withstand you."

In this world, being a direct disciple is a relationship, not an identity, and one has the right to inherit.

Except for Liu Yu, who had just entered the inner sect, Chen Cheng had to call everyone else senior brother and senior sister.

But those senior brothers and sisters will have to find their own way in the future and will always leave.

If Old Man Ma is gone, he and his second senior brother Fang Yi, who he has never met before, can also share part of the property.

A boxing gym in a place is the largest gang in the area. Except for boxing instructors, anyone else who wants to do business in this place must pay one percent of the money.

[-]% from a single business may not seem like much, but the sum of the businesses in several blocks is a large amount of income.

In Wangjiang, there is a loose organization called Wangjiang City Martial Arts Federation, or Jiangwuhui for short.

All the famous martial arts schools in Wangjiang City have joined the Jiang Wuhui. The Jiangwuhui usually has no other role. It is responsible for mediating conflicts between martial arts schools and dividing the interests of the martial arts schools.

If outsiders want to open a martial arts gym to teach boxing, they need to accept the challenge of other gym owners in the Jiangwuhui arena. If they can hold a stick of incense without being knocked off the stage for 15 minutes, they can open the gym and teach disciples.There are disputes over territory between martial arts schools, and in the end they have to go to the ring. In the end, martial arts practitioners still have to use their fists to do the talking.

The loser cedes the disputed territory and the winner takes it.

Even if someone takes advantage, as long as you can't beat them, you have to retreat again and again. In the end, you may not be able to save the martial arts gym.

Gravel Fist ranks in the middle or lower ranks of Wangjiang City and has a large territory, but this is all supported by Old Man Ma's thunderous reputation.

After refining the blood, the warrior's aging rate gradually slowed down, and the energy and blood washed away, enough to maintain the peak for 30 years. However, Old Man Ma was already 75, and the energy and blood began to decline.

If no one can support the appearance of Gravel Fist in the next period of time, it is certain that someone will come to challenge.

And Chen Cheng is the person chosen by Old Man Ma to support the appearance of Gravel Fist.

When Ma De heard this, he gritted his teeth and clenched his fists unwillingly, feeling a little guilty in his heart.

He knew that his strength was not enough to support the appearance of Gravel Fist, so he also practiced a leg method, which could explode with double strength in a short period of time under the acceleration of extreme energy and blood.

But even the dual power of the second blood is difficult to match the third blood, let alone those four-blood hall owners.

"Alas! Monsters and ghosts are not easy to deal with. Even warriors who are two realms higher than the ghosts and ghosts will find it difficult to kill them. Instead, they will be slowly consumed to death by the monsters and ghosts' unreasonable regeneration speed."

Old Man Ma couldn't help but pick up the dry cigarette and started smoking. The whole front hall was gloomy.

It was almost dawn when a set of footsteps gradually approached from outside.

Ma De, a young man with good ears, immediately looked up and saw a tall and strong young man walking in and entering the courtyard.

Seeing the height, Ma De's energy dropped, but when the figure came closer and saw his face clearly, he suddenly became more energetic.

"Little Junior Brother!"

Old Man Ma was also awakened and stood up immediately.

Chen Cheng's clothes were ragged, with mud spots on his body, and his face looked a little tired.

The cigarette in Old Man Ma's hand tightened again and again, and in the end he only said one sentence

"I'm back, are you okay?"

A tired smile appeared on Chen Cheng's face
"Master, I'm fine, it's just a little wind and rain."

"Quick! Let the servants boil some hot water and make some food. After eating, wash up and get into bed to sleep."

Soon after, a strong woman came in carrying a washbasin, white smoke kept coming out.

There was nothing to eat at this time, so the healthy woman made a big bowl of noodles.

Chen Cheng and Yao Gui fought all night long. The first few outbursts caught Yao Gui off guard. After one miss, Yao Gui had no chance to come back and was crushed into a meat ball by Chen Cheng and fried all night long.

Several outbursts consumed a lot of strength, and after smelling the aroma of fried meatballs all night, Chen Cheng was already hungry.

He pulled the wooden basin in front of him, picked up the chopsticks and started eating.

A bowl of noodles weighed twenty kilograms, and Chen Chengcheng ate it all in less than 10 minutes.

"How about it? Are you full? If not, I'll let them cook some more."

"That's enough, that's enough. I'm too full to sleep."

As the noodles were digested, Chen Cheng finally gained some energy and said quickly.

"That's good, they have sent hot water to your room. Take a shower and go to sleep."

At this time, Old Man Ma felt a sense of joy in regaining something, and his tone was surprisingly kind, which made Ma De almost feel jealous.

When he was young, he practiced hard stone-breaking punches and thunder-breaking styles. Old Man Ma had a very hot temper and would often beat and scold his son.

It was only in his later years that his temper gradually improved.

He has never enjoyed this kind of kindness!

(End of this chapter)