Chapter 72 The Great Merchant Zhang Clan, Zhang Que!
Hum, Chen Shaojun sat down cross-legged, reciting the art of Tongpi Jue silently in his heart, and then bursts of thunderous roars came from his body, but in an instant, the trajectory of blood energy in Chen Shaojun's body changed and began to follow a brand new pattern.
The cycle starts running.
The Shaoyang of his left hand, the Shaoyin of his right hand, the Ren and Du meridians of the chest and abdomen, as well as the blood and visceral meridians that lead directly to the internal organs, Chen Shaojun's blood and energy go hand in hand, running through the body like giant dragons.
After a while, the blood energy in Chen Shaojun's body compressed, and seven tiny blood beads like small suns were formed in these meridians.
These blood beads are extremely condensed and have a faint golden color, making them look extremely magnificent.
"The next step is to push these 'copper beads' into the skin meridians for training."
As soon as Chen Shaojun closed his eyes, seven golden copper beads were immediately pushed into the fascia under the guidance of his thoughts, and started to circulate over and over again.
"Ah, it hurts!"
When the copper bead passed by, Chen Shaojun felt as if his skin was torn apart.
The Copper Skin Jue can only increase the speed of cultivation, but cannot reduce the pain caused by tempering the skin. However, despite the sting, Chen Shaojun can feel the passage of the copper beads, and the blood contained in them clearly disperses into the skin, making these skins stronger.
nutrient.
Time passed slowly, and Chen Shaojun pushed the seven copper beads over and over again to circulate in the meridians of the skin in his body.
This step takes a long time and there are no shortcuts.
As time passed, the blood in Chen Shaojun's body continued to be depleted. When it was almost consumed, Chen Shaojun took out a blood pill from the storage space of the sacred tree and swallowed it to replenish his blood and continue practicing.
The Copper Skin Jue consumes a lot of blood in the body, which is probably its biggest flaw.
Wait until sunset——
call!
Chen Shaojun felt a wave of exhaustion coming over him. He immediately opened his eyes, breathed a long sigh of relief, and simply ended the practice.
"Almost, let's try the effect now."
Chen Shaojun's eyes flashed, and then he stood up, without hesitation, stimulating the blood in his body, and boom, with a roar, Chen Shaojun's fur all over his body expanded outwards, making it look like it was inflated.
Not only that, if you look carefully, with the vigorous blood, the skin of Chen Shaojun's body shows a faint golden color.
"Not bad, it can be considered a beginner's entry!"
Chen Shaojun looked at the light all over his body, with a smile on his lips.
He was quite satisfied with such a great effect in just one day.
"The next step is the next step."
Chen Shaojun had a thought in his mind and quickly waved to the guard not far away:
"Someone, bring me the iron man stake I bought."
The iron man stake can speed up the tempering of the skin membrane, but it cannot completely replace the beating of the skin membrane. "Taking it internally and externally", a "two-pronged approach", is the fastest shortcut to practicing the copper skin skill.
After a moment, two burly guards came in carrying a heavy stake as tall as a person, and placed it in the courtyard with a bang.
This is a training tool made of wood and fine iron. At first glance, it looks like a tree trunk with many horizontal branches. In addition, the shape is somewhat scary, hence the name Iron Man Pole.
Chen Shaojun stretched out his hand and touched it. It felt hard to the touch. The entire iron man pile weighed more than a thousand pounds and was extremely heavy.
"Yes, the color is warm and the texture is hard enough. Jin Yilei didn't lie to me. It is indeed a good practice stake. According to this progress, my copper skin should be enough to reach the level of foundation building next time."
As Chen Shaojun said, he suddenly hit the iron man post with his elbow, and then his shoulders, chest, and abdomen surrounded a small iron man post. Chen Shaojun moved around, sticking or bumping, hammering, pushing, charging or rushing.
Come on, keep exercising your skin all over your body.
All the maids, servants, and guards around him all retreated in unison, leaving Chen Shaojun alone to practice in the courtyard.
"But this alone is not enough. In addition to practicing skin membrane, I also need to practice a boxing technique."
Chen Shaojun recalled the agreement he had made with everyone in the Martial Arts Hall. It was not enough to be strong alone, but he also had to learn certain martial arts moves.
Especially the warriors of the Martial Palace, who have a long history of family training, have many kinds of martial arts, and have extraordinary skills. If they don't learn certain moves, they may not be able to defeat them based on their understanding alone.
Although the secret skills of Beidou Xianmen are powerful, they are not suitable to be revealed here.
Chen Shaojun thought about it for a long time, remembering the moves performed by a warrior during the previous martial arts competition, and suddenly he had an idea in his mind.
"Just learn that skill."
Chen Shaojun thought about it and stopped thinking about it.
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Time flew by, and in the blink of an eye, it was time for another martial arts competition agreed by Chen Shaojun and everyone in the martial arts hall.
During this period of time, Chen Shaojun has been practicing with concentration, without any distracting thoughts, and has been living quite peacefully, but things have already exploded in the martial arts hall.
Although it has been a few days, Chen Shaojun was "talking rudely" in the martial arts hall, defeated several powerful disciples of the family, and won nearly two hundred blood pills. After this period of fermentation, it became more and more troublesome.
It's awesome.
During this time, I don’t know how many children of aristocratic families knew about Chen Jun who came from the local state capital.
At Chen time, the Wu Palace was already crowded with people.
At this point, ordinary people have just finished washing up and are still eating breakfast. Even the people in the Martial Palace usually don't have many people here at this time. But knowing that it is the day of the competition, as long as those in the capital know about this matter,
Almost everyone came here.
"Where is the person? What time has it been? Why haven't you come yet? Isn't it because you are afraid?"
"Isn't that bastard trying to lie to us? He just wants to prevaricate us at any given time."
"Asshole! That's so shameless. He wants to leave just after winning the Blood Pill! I have to beat him to death!"
…
In the Wu Palace, everyone was filled with indignation and rage.
"Brother Yang, what do you think? Do you think he will come?"
On the other side of the hall, Duke Li An of Xiaorong Kingdom looked at the excited crowd and suddenly spoke.
"It's hard to say. He has caused public outrage in the Martial Palace. Even if he doesn't come, it shouldn't be a strange thing. And this time is different from before. Even if he comes, he may not be able to win."
Yang Xuandao, Duke of Xiao Qi.
When Li An heard this, he couldn't help but laugh. He knew that Yang Xuan was still thinking about being rejected by Mr. Chen last time, so naturally he was not too optimistic about his words.
"I'm different from you. I think he should come, but you are right about one thing. His opponent this time is indeed extraordinary."
As Li An said this, he turned back and glanced in the direction of the competition arena.
Just at the edge of the competition arena, there is a Taishi chair. On the chair is a young man with a serious expression, sitting with a golden sword. Next to him, many disciples of aristocratic families in the martial arts hall are surrounded like stars holding the moon.
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The young man was not very old, but he had an aura of Yue Zhi Yuan Lin that was convincing.
Zhang Que!
The descendants of the great Shang Zhang family once followed the family on the battlefield and killed a large number of barbarians. They have rich experience in actual combat and have a high reputation among the disciples of the Martial Palace.
The most important thing is that this person's martial arts is really powerful. Compared with Sun Qian, Wei Jinhe and others are not at the same level.
He has fought hundreds of battles in the Martial Palace, with a winning rate of over 90%. Even from Li An's perspective, this man is definitely a master.
Not to mention, the Zhang family has some very special martial arts skills.
Sun Qian, Wei Jinhe and others could fight for a few rounds in front of Chen Jun, and even went back and forth, but in front of Zhang Que, they couldn't even get past a single move.
Moreover, Zhang Que and his ilk hate evil and have a fiery personality. Based on Chen Jun's previous performance in the martial arts palace, Zhang Que will never have a good look towards him.
"Why, haven't you come yet?"
On the Grand Master's chair, Zhang Que was unaware of the conversation between the two young princes. He had come over at dawn and was already a little impatient by now.
"Wu Qing, are you sure that boy will really come over?"
"Senior Brother Zhang, you can't be wrong. I asked him at that time and he did say that he would come over in three days. Many senior brothers can testify to this."
A young man from an aristocratic family stood aside and said respectfully, it was exactly three days ago that Chen Shaojun was called to make an appointment with the warriors to compete today.
"Yes, Mr. Chen did say it himself."
Everyone around them testified.
"Hehe, in my opinion, that boy must be afraid of Senior Brother Zhang. Knowing that Senior Brother Zhang is here, he is too scared to show his face."
A martial arts disciple suddenly said from the side. As soon as he said this, everyone around him immediately agreed.
"Yes, Senior Brother Zhang is our ever-victorious general and a true master in our martial arts competitions. How can that kid be our opponent?"
"That's right, that kid is from the local state capital. He hasn't seen much of the world. How can he be Senior Brother Zhang's opponent?"
"If Senior Brother Zhang hadn't been around before, he wouldn't have acted so wildly."
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Everyone flatters me with every word I say.
However, when Zhang Que heard these words, he couldn't help but frown slightly, showing a hint of displeasure.
What warriors value is strength. Only those with strong fists have the right to speak. Those flattering words cannot be taken seriously at all, but will hinder the practice of martial arts.
Whoosh!
Seeing Zhang Que frowning, everyone around him shivered and suddenly became quiet.
"Wei Jinhe!"
Zhang Que suddenly spoke.
"Senior Brother Wei."
A voice soon sounded, and upon hearing Zhang Que's words, Wei Jinhe quickly lowered his head with a respectful expression.
"I haven't participated in the competitions in the martial arts palace for a long time, and I'm not very interested in it. You know why I participate, are you willing to come?"
Zhang Que said with a serious look on his face. The surrounding area suddenly became quiet and the atmosphere was extremely solemn.
Wei Jinhe had a look of shame in his eyes, obviously understanding Zhang Que's intention.
"This matter happened entirely because of you. Nothing else. You actually lost your chain mail to others. Although I don't really care about your affairs. Even if you lose your father's general's residence in Beijing, I don’t even care, but after all, you are a member of our military general lineage. If you lose your chain mail to others, our faces will also be dull."
"This matter is no longer yours alone, which is why they asked me to come forward and teach Mr. Chen a lesson."
Zhang Que was very rude when he said this.
Zhang Que really has the qualifications to say this, not only because he is older than Wei Jinhe and has a higher reputation in the martial arts palace than Wei Jinhe, but even in the army, Zhang Que's weight far exceeds that of Wei Jinhe.
In the military, several military giants have already noticed Zhang Que.
For the children of a family of military generals, the Martial Palace is actually just a starting point, and the ultimate goal is to develop in the military.
This is the key to determining the status of the children of military commanders.
"Senior Brother Zhang, I'm sorry..."
Wei Jinhe lowered his head and admitted his mistake.
The armor of a military commander has extraordinary significance to the children of military commanders. Wei Jinhe understood that Zhang Que's appearance here today did not represent himself, but a large group of people behind him who did not appear here.