MTL - Begin Immortality By Slaying Demons

Chapter 35: Powerful Body Training Martial Arts

 Zhang Dahu held his breath and his face became tense.

 Looking for trouble?

Should you quietly inform the other classes? I always feel that Mr. Shen will be slapped to death by this bastard.

 Chen Ji also felt something was wrong. Could it be that the other party said he was nice, but in fact he was just looking for face for Shou Tou Tuo?

"How about it?"

Butcher Zhang tilted his neck and twisted the grass roots out of his mouth with his thick, calloused fingers.

Shen Yi looked at him silently. The other person's eyes were very innocent, without the slightest provocation, only filled with fierce fighting spirit.

He slowly turned sideways and took a breath: "Come here."

As soon as he finished speaking, Butcher Zhang suddenly stretched out his legs, and the three to four hundred kilogram stone locks were like clay **** on a slingshot leaving the string, whistling ear-piercingly, and smashing towards the upright figure!

 The sound was so loud and so fast that others had no time to react.

Shen Yi glanced sideways at the courtyard wall behind him, clenched his right palm tightly into a fist, turned around and punched out. Under the peak of the fist, the stone lock instantly exploded into powder.

 “I can see that you really feel sorry for Yin Zi.”

 The lime blocked his vision for a moment, and that exaggeratedly huge body actually appeared behind the young man.

Two thick arms were lashed from top to bottom like iron chains. If the impact was real, the shoulder blades on both sides would probably be shattered more thoroughly than a stone lock.

Shen Yi looked calm and leaned forward slightly. While avoiding the opponent's whipping, she raised her elbow with all her strength and hit Butcher Zhang's unshaven chin hard.

 With a dull thud.

 There was finally something strange on his face.

 I saw Butcher Zhang staggering two steps, which made the whole courtyard tremble slightly. He stretched out his hand to rub his chin, and bared his teeth and laughed like a normal person: "What a quick reaction."

 The elbow strike that could break the monster's hard bones could only make it take two steps back.

Others couldn't see Mingtang, but Chen Ji's pupils shrank.

Just yesterday, Mr. Shen knocked all the tiger monsters to the ground with one kick, vomiting blood. What kind of monster is this fat man?

　　　…”

 The reason for Shen Yi's slight change in mood was not this.

The elbow just now was filled with the aura of his acupoints. He did not expect to be able to take down the opponent directly, but...how on earth did this martial artist from Qingzhou receive this blow without mobilizing his aura? ?

 While thinking, his figure was rioting, and with the blessing of the eight steps of the spiritual snake, his whole person was like a ghost.

Although Butcher Zhang moves extremely fast, he cannot avoid the shortcomings of his huge body. Even when he lowers his head, he cannot see his toes, and his field of vision is slightly narrow.

 But there was still no panic in his eyes, and he allowed Shen Yi to hit him with several punches. His greasy skin was as tough as a hundred layers of cowhide.

Searching for the right moment, he reached out with his fat palm at his waist, and the black butcher knife slashed towards the ground at a speed that was invisible to the naked eye.

 With great force, the butcher's knife cut away again.

On the contrary, Shen Yi seized the opportunity and took advantage of the gap where he had no time to withdraw his strength. He raised his foot and kicked the opponent's waist, causing his huge body to fall to the ground.

 The Niu brothers were so frightened that they hid away like frightened rabbits.

 “It’s boring! It’s boring!”

“Such a crude boxing technique, no matter how good it is, what’s the use? To be honest, it’s not even enough to move your muscles and bones.”

 Butcher Zhang got up from the ground in disgrace, his eyes fell on Shen Yi's waist, and he licked his lips: "Quickly draw the knife, the butcher saw it yesterday, don't try to hide it."

Hearing this, Shen Yi rubbed his wrist and then stretched his fingers towards the handle of the knife.

At first I thought it was just a sparring match, but the opponent's body is so solid that it would really be meaningless to just rely on the Paiyun Changquan. The next moment, silver light carrying red mist swept across the sky!

“Well done!” Butcher Zhang finally got excited and crossed his arms to greet him.

When the long knife slashed down, there was a crisp sound of metal colliding with iron, and a white mark appeared on his greasy skin.

“Is this a **** who has become a spirit?” Chen Ji’s eyes widened and his breathing became rapid.

However, the smile on Butcher Zhang's face gradually faded. He stared at his arm: "Good knife skills..."

Before he could finish his words, the long sword was slashing continuously with violent evil aura.

Butcher Zhang once again stretched out his hand to block three knives. When the fourth knives were struck, he suddenly rolled on his back and dodged in embarrassment.

In full view of everyone, he waved his hands repeatedly: "Stop! Let me slow down!"

 Shen Yi slowly stopped.

Chen Ji hasn't figured it out yet, why did the fight end as soon as it started?

His eyes suddenly glanced at the butcher's raised arm, and he felt an inexplicable chill. He saw that the previous knives were all struck at the same position. Of course, this only proved that Shen Yi was very good at controlling knives.

What really surprised him was that what was originally just a white mark was now tightly stuck with a few wisps of red mist. Within a few breaths, he could already vaguely see the white bones.

Big beads of sweat oozed from Butcher Zhang's forehead. He endured the pain and used his breath to drive away the red mist little by little. After a long time, he raised his head and breathed a sigh of relief, exclaiming:

 “This method is not like that of a good person.”

"I like!"

Shen Yi frowned, wondering why the other party didn't use his breath to resist earlier.

 Butcher Zhang stood up excitedly, patted his belly and shouted, "What do you think?"

  Shen Yi nodded: "I'm so strong in practicing kung fu."

“Do you want to learn?” Butcher Zhang said as he turned his attention to Shen Yi’s saber.

"Master Shen, no!" Chen Ji usually knew the rules, but after hearing these words, he couldn't help but speak out.

 The relationship between the imperial court and Jianghu sects is far more complicated than ordinary people imagine.

 It is not so easy to get away after taking their things.

 “Tsk, what are you in a hurry for?”

Being interrupted by the officer, Butcher Zhang was not angry. He smiled with dignity and said: "I threw myself here. Although it has a purpose and is not very honorable, it will not harm Capt. Shen."

He walked up to Shen Yi and said softly: "Did you learn your sword skills from the Demon-Suppressing Sword Technique?"

Hearing this, Shen Yi looked over in surprise.

"Hehe, I've seen too much, and I feel familiar at first sight." Butcher Zhang raised his eyebrows: "You gave me the martial arts of the Demon Suppressing Division for free, but I don't dare to reach out, but this self-created kung fu, how can there be so much? I happen to have some insights into the rules, why don’t we change them?”

 Shen Yi's heart moved inexplicably.

If he could have the physique of the other party, there would be no need to panic when he encountered what happened to the snake girl last night.

 After a moment, he turned around and chose to tell the truth: "I have no objection, but you may not be able to learn this sword technique."

 Butcher Zhang was startled for a moment, and then he chuckled in his throat: "Of course I know that such insidious methods are definitely not something you, a member of the imperial court, can come into contact with. There is a high probability that you can learn from the dregs of the beast essence of a certain demon."

"Who would do such a stupid thing, not a desperate person or a crazy martial artist."

“You just want to exchange it, there is no reason to consider whether others can succeed.”

Seeing that the two were talking about martial arts, Chen Ji pushed the remaining officers who were looking at each other out of the courtyard, then walked out himself and gently closed the courtyard door.

 (End of this chapter)