Hearing Lin Zheng say that he had mastered the golden bell, Song Shiwen couldn't help but look surprised.
The Golden Bell is a secret book passed down from their family. Generations of people have been practicing this legendary external skill, but only a few can achieve extraordinary results.
Especially in recent decades, her great-grandfather, grandfather and father have spent a lot of hard work and energy, but they still have not achieved the achievements that their ancestors have achieved, or are even far worse.
Her father, Song Jingang, has excellent martial arts qualifications and understanding, but he only barely surpasses her grandfather.
In terms of cultivation level, it can only be said that I have achieved a small amount of success, but there is a huge gap between fully mastering it.
But it is such an extremely difficult external skill to practice, and Lin Zheng actually said that he has mastered it. This is not a joke.
"Sir, what you mean by mastery is..."
Facing Song Shiwen's question, Lin Zheng smiled and said, "What I mean by mastery is that I have practiced this skill to the extreme, and there is no barrier around me!"
"What?"
Song Shiwen exclaimed: "No, it's impossible. Our ancestors have not practiced to this level for many years. How many days did it take you to get the secret book?"
Sir, this joke is not funny..."
"You think I'm kidding?
Then you might as well give it a try."
Lin Zhengdao.
"real?"
Song Shiwen frowned and said.
Lin Zheng nodded, stretched out his hand and said, "Come on, use your strongest attack and hit me."
Although Song Shiwen didn't believe it in her heart at this time, seeing Lin Zheng's confidence, she couldn't help but feel a little hesitant.
But Lin Zheng was able to master the golden bell mask that generations of his family had been unable to practice in just a few days. This is incredible.
So she decided to give it a try.
"Sir, did I really get beaten?"
Song Shiwendao.
Lin Zheng nodded and said comfortingly: "Don't worry, just fight.
With my level of cultivation, you can't hurt me even without the golden bell."
Hearing what Lin Zheng said, Song Shiwen was completely relieved. She gathered strength in her right fist and hit Lin Zheng's chest directly.
After Lin Zheng's treatment, Song Shiwen could now use her internal strength for a short period of time. At this time, she had used a little of her internal strength, which was about 30%.
But even so, if this punch hit the chest firmly, most people would have their ribs broken, internal organs directly injured, and even death.
"boom!"
With a muffled sound, Song Shiwen's fist hit Lin Zheng's chest.
Lin Zheng didn't move at all. He seemed to be fine, and he even had a smile on his face.
But Song Shiwen's fist felt a little painful, which was due to the backlash from her strength.
With Lin Zheng's current internal strength, if Song Shiwen attacked with all her strength, her own arm would even be broken.
"Copper skin and iron bones!"
Song Shiwen is very familiar with her family's secret knowledge. Lin Zheng's current golden bell has reached or even surpassed the realm of copper skin and iron bones.
"You can try it with a weapon, you can do it anywhere."
Lin Zheng continued.
Song Shiwen also wanted to test Lin Zheng's strength. She took a deep breath, then took out a short knife and slashed towards Lin Zheng's neck.
The neck is a relatively fragile part of the human body, especially the Adam's apple. If someone crushes it, you may suffocate and die.
The tip of Song Shiwen's knife accurately hit Lin Zheng's throat.
But with the sound of the clanging of swords, her dagger seemed to be stuck on an iron plate, and it could no longer be stored.
"Here, chop me a few more times in other places."
Lin Zheng had Chen Shu chop him down before to verify the strength of the golden bell.
But after all, Chen Shu was not a martial arts practitioner. At this time, Lin Zheng happened to test the strength of his body with Song Shiwen.
Song Shiwen nodded, increased her strength to 50%, and then slashed at Lin Zheng's back and head.
Lin Zheng was still fine, Song Shiwen increased her strength to 70%, and then slashed at Lin Zheng again.
In the end, Lin Zheng was as unscathed as an iron lump, but Song Shiwen was panting from exhaustion.
"Sir, have you really mastered the golden bell?
It’s incredible, none of my ancestors have reached this level!”
Song Shiwen said in amazement.
"That's because your golden bell has many holes and even wrong places."
Having said this, Lin Zheng took out the secret book of the Golden Bell Cover and handed it to Song Shiwen, and then said: "I have corrected all the loopholes and errors in it. If you practice according to the corrected secret book, you will definitely be able to
In a few years, your father will be able to reach my level!"
At this moment, Song Shiwen could not say anything except shock.
In her eyes, Lin Zheng was no longer just a martial arts wizard, but an unfathomable master.
Otherwise, how can I correct the wrong cheats?
"Okay, you go and rest first.
I'll make a call."
Lin Zheng patted Song Shiwen on the shoulder and said.
Song Shiwen didn't know how she left the study and returned to her room. She quickly told her father about the incident. After Song Jinjiang heard this, he immediately prepared to rush over overnight.
This is a major matter related to the rise and fall of the family, so we can't rush it.
At this time, Lin Zheng was connected to Jin Xiaoyu's video call and was discussing newly produced products with her and Sun Dasheng.
The decoration style of the Miaoshou Hot Pot Jiangcheng branch requires tables, chairs and benches that are very cultural, but the style should not be too old-fashioned, so Sun Dasheng added his own design style after referring to the information given to him by Lin Zheng, integrating modern
Popular elements have produced the current finished product.
This set of tables and chairs fully meets Lin Zheng's requirements, and even goes even further.
Sun Dasheng indeed has unique insights and rich experience in wood art.
Otherwise, it would be impossible to produce such a product so quickly.
"Xiaoyu, Laosun, Miaoshou Hotpot's tables and chairs should be mass-produced according to this style.
In addition, after meeting the needs of hot pot restaurants, you can also push it to the market.
As for Lao Sun, you can continue to research new products and make whatever you want. Of course, it will still be based on good sales. When the situation opens up, I will not make any requirements for what you want to do.
You can do anything fun and useful.”
Lin Zheng said.
"I know, boss, then I will continue to research."
Sun Dasheng said enthusiastically.
This is something that interests him, and now he doesn't have to worry about his livelihood. Sun Dasheng lives a fulfilling and happy life every day.
"Old Sun, please wait a moment.
Let Xiaoyu give you 30,000 yuan as a reward for developing a new product this time.
Every time you research something in the future, I will reward you."
Lin Zhengdao.
"Boss, I can't ask for this money.
These designs were all taught to me by you..."
"What I gave you is only part of the information. You have put a lot of effort into making the product. Of course, you will be rewarded. Just take it with peace of mind.
If you save more money, you can find a wife and start a family in the future."
Lin Zheng smiled.
"I just want to do carpentry now. I don't want to marry a wife. I'm going to get busy first."
Sun Dasheng was still ashamed and ran away quickly.
Lin Zheng laughed and said to Jin Xiaoyu: "Xiaoyu'er, you did a good job and deserve praise.
Next, we must continue to work hard and strive to put our products on the market as soon as possible.
For Lao Sun’s reward, you should put it on his card first, and then give it to him later when he uses the money.”
"Don't worry, sir, we won't treat Master Sun badly."
Jin Xiaoyuer nodded in response.
"I can rest assured that you can handle the matter...Sorry, I have an emergency number. Let's talk another day."
"Okay sir, please do your business first."
Although Jin Xiaoyu really wanted to chat with Lin Zheng for a few more words, he could only hang up the phone at this time.
Lin Zheng hung up the video and looked at the senior phone specially used to contact Suzaku. His expression could not help but change slightly...