Zhou Xuan watched Tang Zichen leave. When he saw that Tang Zichen had disappeared, he felt a sense of loss in his heart. He let out a long breath and opened the martial arts record left behind by Tang Zichen.
As soon as he opened the door, Zhou Xuan's eyes seemed to be attracted by a magnet as he was immersed in it.
"Phew!"
After a while, Zhou Xuan finished flipping through a small martial arts record. He then let out a deep breath and shook his head.
"This is really the essence of the boxing techniques that you've learned in your entire life!”
"As soon as I flipped through it, I was completely immersed in it!”
As he sighed, Zhou Xuan picked up the note Tang Zichen had left behind.
There were a few life information, an address, and two sentences written on it.
The names were: Southern Fist King, Northern Kick King, Capturing King, Weapon King, Horizontal Training King, and lastly, the name and address of the Internal Fist King, as well as the boxing techniques he practiced.
"Little brother, when you kill these six experts, I predict that you will be able to experience the essence of Xingyi, from fists to legs, into grappling and using weapons, from the outside to the inside."
"I see that you have the charm of an ancient sage when you walk, sit, and lie. I'll give you a few suggestions to find the touching aspect. The tallest places with the most sage aura like the Long March Road, the Great Wall, and the Himalayas are the most likely to help you realize your own touch!”
"Don't be afraid of killing!"
Looking at the words on the note and then at the martial arts record at the side, Zhou Xuan closed his eyes and muttered,
"I owe you a big favor this time!”
People are not plants, who can be heartless?
Tang Zichen's earnest guidance for the past year, even before he left, he had planned for Zhou Xuan's future. It made Zhou Xuan feel as if the sun was shining on him, and his heart was filled with warmth.
The next afternoon, at the entrance of the boxing club of the Southern Fist King in Xiangjiang.
Zhou Xuan, who was wearing a dark green sportswear, looked at the signboard of the boxing hall that was exactly the same as the one on Tang Zichen's note, then looked at the boxing hall.
Even though it was the afternoon, Zhou Xuan, who was still training hard, moved.
His body leaped forward like a dragon or a snake, and he stepped into the door of the dojo. As he leaped forward, Zhou Xuan's abdomen bulged, and he shouted loudly,
"Xing Yi Zhou Xuan is here to challenge the dojo!”
......
At the same time, a huge prison built on a spacious open space without any other buildings welcomed Tang Zichen, who was dressed in purple and had a ponytail.
After showing his ID to the prison guard, Tang Zichen was respectfully brought to a narrow iron window.
"Bang! Bang! Bang!"
As soon as he walked in, he heard a deep heartbeat that sounded like a war drum!
Obviously, behind this narrow iron window was a great expert!
Two armed men stepped forward and opened the big iron door of the cell.
The lights lit up and Tang Zichen stepped into the cell.
It wasn't big, only about 20 square meters. The furnishings were simple, just a bed and a cabinet.
A middle-aged man with a turtle-shaped crane's back was sitting on a wide cement bed. He was wearing shackles on his hands and feet, and a huge iron chain as thick as an egg was wrapped around his body!
Tang Zichen looked at the half-foot-long black hair without any mottled color. The thick beard on his face stood up, and his leopard eyes were round. He looked like a fierce man who was like a fierce general in ancient times. He raised his voice and said,
"Tang Sect's junior, Tang Zichen, greets Martial Arts King Ba Liming.”
"Retracting the golden core, forming a circle everywhere, hugging the core and sitting on the hips, causing the essence, qi, and spirit of the entire body to condense a little, and at the same time, it is filled with a sense of transcendence!”
Ba Liming's burly body shook, and the thick iron chains that wrapped around his body rattled. He looked at Tang Zichen with lightning like eyes and said,
"How did you find the path and walk out?”
Tang Zichen wasn't frightened by Ba Liming's gaze at all. He still stood where he was and said calmly,
"I used an external item, a precious ginseng."
"Why are you looking for me?"
" I've heard that the King of Martial Arts has fused the world's fist techniques into one family. He created his own fist techniques, such as the Fragrant Elephant Crossing River, the Great Vajra Wheel Fist, the Tiger Roaring Golden Bell Shield, and the Dragon Roaring Iron Skin Technique. Not only did he reach the limit of alchemy with the fiercest fighting techniques, but his Emperor Star was also floating, and his fist intent was even more blazing and domineering!”
Tang Zichen slowly stepped forward and said,
"I have a younger brother who has the potential to step into the highest realm of martial arts. He will also try his best to open up the path ahead!”
"Thank you, King of Martial Arts, for your guidance!”
"Hahahaha!"
"You want me to be your brother's whetstone?”
Ba Liming laughed wildly,
" Tell me, why!?"
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