The seller of the heavens

Jiang Chen heard that the owner of the voice was Liu Jing, and he couldn't help but said to Ghost Wang Da:

"Exactly, let me introduce someone to you."

Ghost King Da was curious: "Who is it?"

Jiang Chen stood up, walked towards the door, and said:

"Aren't you going to become the head of the ancient boxing department? I found someone for you to look after the canteen. Of course, the most important thing is to let him be your apprentice."

Ghost King Da said proudly:

"It's not that easy to be my apprentice."

"Don't worry, you will be satisfied with this person."

While the two were talking, they came to the canteen, and saw Liu Jing, who was plainly dressed and thin, was standing outside.

After Jiang Chen introduced the two parties, he said to Ghost Wang Da:

"Liu Jing's right hand is born with supernatural power, it is an excellent material for martial arts training, I will not cheat you."

Ghost King Da also became a little interested when he heard the words, and said to Liu Jing:

"Show me your supernatural power. If it's really as powerful as Jiang Chen said, I'll take you as an apprentice, and I'll let you take care of this canteen."

Now Liu Jing just wanted to find a job and be able to support herself. Hearing the words, she didn't refuse. She looked around and saw a few big rocks not far away, so she walked over.

He stretched out his right hand to insert under the stone and grasped it firmly, and then lifted the stone with a slight lift. The stone weighing hundreds of catties was as light as nothing in his hand.

drink.

Then Liu Jing gave a low cry, and threw the stone up abruptly

With a whoosh, the heavy boulder suddenly flew up to a height of seven or eight meters, then fell with a bang, hitting the ground hard.

Peng!

The stone made a shallow hole in the grass.

Liu Jing looked at Ghost Wang Da, and asked with some trepidation:

"Is that okay?"

Ghost Wang Da walked forward with glowing eyes, grabbed Liu Jing's arm, stroked it back and forth as if stroking his lover's skin, and murmured:

"Sure enough, you are born with divine power, okay, okay, from today onwards, you are my big disciple."

Liu Jing got goosebumps from being touched by him, and hurriedly broke free from Gui Wangda's hands. He didn't care about the identity of the big disciple, he just asked:

"Well, did you agree to my work?"

Ghost King Da nodded:

"In the future, this canteen will be handed over to you."

Only then did Liu Jing show joy, and said excitedly:

"Okay, thank you boss, I will do well."

Ghost Wangda patted him on the shoulder and said:

"In addition to being the owner of the canteen, I am also the head of the ancient boxing department of the sports center. I am proficient in various ancient Chinese boxing techniques. Would you like to worship me as a teacher?"

Liu Jing didn't want any mistakes in the job she just got, so she nodded tactfully:

"willing."

"Okay, then you can apprentice."

After a simple apprenticeship ceremony, the two formally established the master-apprentice relationship.

...

afternoon.

The Global Elite Sports Center held the re-opening ceremony of the ancient boxing department.

Afterwards, Gui Wangda began to formally recruit departmental students.

Because Jiang Chen had shown great strength in several challenges before, the news of the establishment of the ancient boxing department attracted the attention of a large number of students.

Many students from the Taekwondo, Western Boxing, and Judo departments changed schools one after another and came to the ancient boxing department to sign up for learning, hoping to learn Jiang Chen's sharp kicks.

Ali is also one of these students.

She lined up, and when she came to sign up in front of Gui Wangda, she didn't see Jiang Chen's figure, so she couldn't help asking:

"Uncle Da, where's Jiang Chen?"

Ghost Wangda looked at the team behind Ali, and whispered:

"He's gone to the Kendo Department, so keep quiet."

He was afraid that as soon as the news spread, all the students who came to line up to sign up would run to watch the fun, so he made a special warning.

Ali wrinkled her nose in dissatisfaction when she heard the words:

"Why don't you notify me of this kind of thing. I can cheer for him."

With that said, after registering, she hurried to the Kendo Department.

When Ali came to the Kendo Department, she happened to see Jiang Chen coming out of the door.

In the arena, the students of the Kendo Department lay crookedly on the ground.

Ali couldn't help asking:

"Why did you come out so soon?"

Jiang Chen: "Come out when it's over."

Ali complained coquettishly: "You should have informed me, I still want to see the battle between you and the Kendo Club."

While speaking, she noticed that Jiang Chen's clothes were damaged in several places, and bruises could still be seen through the torn clothes, so she couldn't help asking anxiously:

"You are hurt?"

"Nothing, just a minor injury."

Jiang Chen said indifferently.

In the kendo department just now, he first fought with the main general Li Hang, and then challenged the entire kendo department students.

Li Hang's swordsmanship was as fast as lightning, as fast as thunder, and had the power to crack monuments and rocks, but for the current Jiang Chen, he could no longer pose much threat.

But in the fight with many students from the Kendo Department, Jiang Chen suffered some injuries.

It has to be said that these students with bamboo swords in their hands are far more difficult to deal with than students from other departments.

Fortunately, the current Jiang Chen is used to ordinary flesh injuries, and some minor injuries will also help his cultivation of the iron cloth shirt with the golden bell cover.

According to Jiang Chen's estimate, he should be able to get started with the iron cloth shirt with the golden bell cover within a month.

It's not that Jiang Chen's talent is so high, but that his foundation has already been laid. Whether it is physical fitness or internal strength, he has reached a certain height. Just practice on the ground.

Ali volunteered and said:

"Uncle Da is busy, let me apply the medicine for you."

"Then, it's up to you to trouble you."

After hesitating for a moment, Jiang Chen didn't show any pretense, nodded, and went to the lounge with Ali.

Ali: "You wait here first, I'll go to the infirmary to get the medicine."

"No, I have medicine here."

Jiang Chen said, and took out a small bottle of plaster.

This is the plaster he specially prepared two days ago. It is a secret medicine to assist the cultivation of the golden bell cover iron cloth shirt. The effect is better than the wound medicine given by Ghost King Da. Of course, the price is also very expensive, and the medicinal materials used are extremely precious and rare. , One ointment costs thousands of dollars.

Fortunately, Jiang Chen sold his brother before, so he still has money.

Ali took the plaster and said:

"Then take off your clothes."

Jiang Chen took off his clothes as he said, and sat down with his back to Ali.

Ali looked at Jiang Chen's muscular body, with sharp-edged muscles, like a sculpture, containing the beauty of strength and masculinity, she couldn't help swallowing secretly, and then she stabilized her mind and began to apply the medicine.

It has to be said that Ali's soft hands are much better than the rough old hands of Ghost King Dana.

Jiang Chen didn't speak.

The atmosphere in the living room gradually became a little more charming.

Three minutes later.

Jiang Chen felt something strange, he lowered his head, looked at the two little hands caressing his lower abdomen, and said involuntarily:

"I don't have a wound on my stomach, so I don't need to wipe it off,"

"ah!"

Ali was startled, and then realized what she was doing, and hurriedly said:

"Sorry, can't help it."

Said reluctantly withdrew his hand.

Jiang Chen showed helplessness, he could only blame his current body for being too charming...

After applying the ointment, Ali didn't stay long and left in a hurry.

Jiang Chen also went back to the commissary, recalling the fight with the members of the Kendo club, digesting and absorbing the fighting experience.