The evil god's eyes lit up and he said: "Okay! The explosive power has doubled compared to before! Understanding the transformation of energy is just a thought."
The old Taoist priest looked at Zhang Jun carefully, his expression became more and more excited, and said: "The eyes are as smooth as jade, and the whole body is full of precious light. The tiger's roaring golden bell and the dragon's iron cloth shirt have reached their peak. Step into the 'Golden Dragon Lock'
The supreme realm of Jade Pillar!"
Zhang Jun wanted to get angry, but then he realized that he was so powerful that he could crush the iron-hard rocky ground with just one kick. He was surprised and asked: "Old Taoist, what did you do to me?"
The old Taoist priest laughed "haha", danced and said: "Success!" Then he stared at Zhang Jun and asked, "Boy, when did you learn the golden bell cover with roaring tigers and the iron cloth shirt with roaring dragons?"
Zhang Jun said calmly: "I haven't studied for too long, so I have a basic understanding of it."
It turned out that Hua Buyi had brought him thirty-six secret books, two of which were the Tiger's Roaring Golden Dragon Mask and the Dragon's Roan Iron Clothes. These two techniques are extremely difficult to practice. One is for the inside and the other is for the outside. An ordinary person can practice two.
It may not be effective for thirty years.
Zhang Jun was just out of curiosity and practicing for fun at first. Unexpectedly, due to the extreme pain he had endured in the past few days, he subconsciously practiced these two miraculous skills in the jade pond, and somehow he became a master!
The evil god stared at Zhang Jun with jealousy at this time and said: "Boy, you are so lucky! You can actually practice these two miraculous skills to such a level. You are the first person throughout the ages!"
In fact, Zhang Jun also knew that in the past few days, the old Taoist priests had been using concoction to cleanse his tendons and make his body stronger. However, this method was too overbearing and cruel. If Zhang Jun hadn't been protected by golden light, he would have been injured.
He died a long time ago.
While brewing the medicine, he secretly practiced two miraculous skills. By chance, he both had breakthroughs and reached the ultimate state of hard skills. The golden dragon locks the jade pillar! The yin and yang complement each other, and the dragon and tiger correspond to each other.
The old Taoist priest nodded repeatedly and said: "Okay! Okay! My decades of hard work are not in vain! Finally it has paid off!"
The Evil God did not let Zhang Jun ask any more questions, grabbed him and said, "Okay, come with me to continue the fourth level!"
Unexpectedly, Zhang Jun's wrist sank and he broke away in an instant. Both he and Xie Shen were stunned, and the latter sneered: "Boy, don't think that knowing some hard Qigong means you can be called Instructor Banben. I can still beat you everywhere."
tooth!"
Of course Zhang Jun understood that his current state was still in secret strength, and even if he had a powerful physique, he would never be able to defeat a Dan Jin master, so he snorted and followed him obediently.
The evil god took Zhang Jun out of the cave and got on a plane. The plane took off and it was unknown where it was going. In addition to the evil god, there was also a middle-aged man wearing glasses with a smile on his face.
Zhang Jun couldn't help but ask: "Instructor, where are we going?"
"Russia." Evil God said, "You will challenge martial arts masters from all over the world there."
The middle-aged man took over and continued to explain to Zhang Jun: "The martial arts organization we want to participate in is called 'The Strongest Killer'. Every game involves huge bets, and there are no rules restrictions during the game. As long as
You can kill your opponent."
"This time we are going to take you to participate in one of the A-level competitions. In this type of competition, all the contestants have the strength of a master of strength, which is very dangerous." The middle-aged man said.
Zhang Jun looked calm and asked: "Above A. level, is there S level?"
"Yes, but S-class battles are too dangerous and you are not strong enough, so it is best not to go." The middle-aged man said.
After listening to the explanation, Zhang Jun said: "Since you can bet, can I place a bet?"
The evil god glanced at him and said: "Of course, there is no limit on the amount of bets there. How much do you want to bet?"
"One billion dollars." Zhang Jun said calmly.
The evil god was startled, and the middle-aged man's eyelids twitched. The latter smiled bitterly and said: "Although there is no limit to the bet there, one billion dollars is indeed a bit too much."
Zhang Jun said: "That's five hundred million dollars."
The middle-aged man thought for a moment and said, "Okay, although it's a bit difficult, I can still do it."
The plane flew for about ten hours and landed at a private airport in Moscow. Zhang Jun was picked up by a Russian military vehicle as soon as he got off the plane. The driver was a fat man with a thick beard. He drank while driving. Waiting for the car to arrive at the terminal.
, he has drank two large bottles of vodka.
The destination was an inconspicuous-looking hotel. After entering the hotel, the fat man took a few people into the basement. The basement was large, brightly lit, and surrounded by three to five hundred stands scattered at different heights.
In the center is a huge platform, on which a fight is taking place. The two fighting parties are a yellow man and a white man. The former seems to be from the Japanese country, and he keeps uttering a few Japanese sentences.
The white man is a big Russian man with thick chest hair and a tall build.
Although the Japanese are not physically superior, their movements are flexible and they are not at a disadvantage in fights, and sometimes they can launch effective attacks.
Zhang Jun only took a few glances and realized that these two people were both Ming Jin level figures.
The middle-aged man said: "This is a C-level competition. If you are interested, you can place your bets now."
It was far away from the stands and Zhang Jun's perspective was not up to par, so he couldn't judge and didn't place a bet.
A minute later, the big Russian man punched the Japanese man in the head. With a "click" sound, the Japanese man's neck was broken and he fell directly to the ground. The Russian stepped up and stepped on the Japanese man's Adam's apple, ribs, sternum, etc., and crushed them.
He also kicked his opponent's balls, which made his scalp numb.
Zhang Jun frowned, these black market boxers were indeed cruel and aimed at killing their opponents.
After watching a few games, he closed his eyes and adjusted his breathing, then ordered some food and water, and started eating while watching the game. When he reached the optimal state of his body at high speed, a dark-skinned host came on stage and announced, a
.level competition begins.
The middle-aged man went backstage to apply for Zhang Jun's qualifications and got his serial number. Zhang Jun's serial number is a9, which means he is the ninth player in the A-level competition.
"In the first game, player No. 7 from Thailand will face player No. 16 from the United Kingdom!" the host said loudly, and then slowly exited.
When the battle begins, Contestant No. 7 has a dark complexion, is short but has strong muscles. Contestant No. 16 is about 1.8 meters tall and has a thick layer of calluses on his exposed legs, indicating that his leg skills have improved a lot.
effort.
When the fighting bell rang, the Thai player suddenly jumped into the air and stepped towards his British opponent.
Zhang Jun immediately judged that the opponent would lose, because it is difficult for a person to be flexible in mid-air, unless his kung fu is superior to that of the opponent.
Sure enough, the British man ducked and dodged the opponent's blow in the air, then stretched out his hand to grab the Thai man's vagina accurately.