Jiang Chen ignored the others. He was quietly feeling the changes in himself. The battle that made his blood boil and his spirit sublime, and the excitement on the edge of life and death, made him faintly fascinated.
The middle-aged man would kill if he wanted to. He didn't need to be tactful. Besides, the Tiger Fist was extremely powerful, and the most important thing was whether he had clear thoughts.
Jiang Chen knew that the Tiger Fist was extremely powerful. Once he flinched and his external heart was shaken, he would not be able to practice the boxing to a higher level.
The Tiger Fist of the Xiaocheng realm can help him break through the Tongli realm. Jiang Chen felt that it was not beyond the limit of the Tiger Fist.
"It is the last word to be strong!" Jiang Chen became more and more convinced.
Even though Shengping County was peaceful, things were raging behind the scenes, and people died every day. Regardless of whether it was caused by ghosts or natural disasters, Jiang Chen took it lightly.
But just because he doesn't cause trouble doesn't mean he's afraid of trouble!
Since the middle-aged man wants to kill him, he also needs to be mentally prepared to be killed by him.
"Then let's wait and see. It's because he's not as skilled as others." Jiang Chen's fists were bleeding, his clothes were in tatters, and many wounds were faintly visible. He was also seriously injured in that battle, and his blood was boiling.
, but more will not be gained.
He vaguely felt that his boxing skills were smoother and he could exert more powerful force.
"If you don't want to die, get away from him!" Jiang Chen approached everyone in the Black Tiger Gang. The strong man's face was ugly and he couldn't help but sweat. The other gang members also backed away.
Can everyone see with their own eyes the cruelty of that kid, even Hall Master Zou was beaten to death by him?
Of course, they didn't care about his wrong leg. Compared with others, their own lives were the most important thing.
No one was complaining at all, for fear of ending up in the same situation as the middle-aged people.
Seeing that scene, Zhao Zhongheng and others couldn't help but take a breath.
They never thought that Jiang Chen not only defeated the middle-aged man, but also beat him to death.
"Is that true?!" The martial arts apprentice looked at Jiang Chen blankly, his eyes filled with awe!
Jiang Chen paid attention to other people's opinions and began to rummage around the middle-aged man's body carefully.
With his capable legs and constant groping, he soon took out seven or eight silver notes, a yellow classic, and a light yellow scroll from the middle-aged man's body. Three simple large characters were faintly visible on the scroll -
"Fire Poison Palm".
"Then deny the palm technique he used!" Jiang Chen was overjoyed. He knew that the middle-aged man's palm technique was actually very strong.
Each of his palms contains the powerful power of fire and poison, even though he has mastered the Pure Yang Kung Fu to the point of mastering it, it is not a Yang attribute Kung Fu.
To a certain extent, if you can restrain the fire poison, you can kill it. If you change it to someone else, the ending will be different.
"Can you please practice Fire Poison Palm, and then cooperate with Pure Yang Kung Fu, combining the external and the external, you can definitely exert more powerful lethality!"
Although he is not very good at martial arts, Jiang Chen feels that he can try it if he wants to become stronger. Besides, he has a lot of attribute points, so practicing Fire Poison Palm is definitely a good choice.
Jiang Chen and Jiang had all of them in their pockets, and naturally those trophies that could be their own must not be lost.
"Go back and tell the Black Tiger Gang that if you have anything to do, just come to him and get out!" Jiang Chen turned his back and spoke domineeringly in front of everyone.
No one in the other gangs dared to breathe, for fear of offending Jiang Chen.
After hearing his words, the strong man Er Niu turned blue, but he dared not speak out in anger, did not dare to show any dissatisfaction, and quickly left with the middle-aged man's body.
That is not the attitude of a strong man!
Zhao Lin stared at Jiang Chen's figure, and she felt that from that moment on, her little heart suddenly beat a little fast.
Jiang Chen said nothing and quickly came to the side of the thin man who had lost his legs and arms.
"Be patient!" Jiang Chen squatted down and tore off Dong's robe, and continued to bandage the thin man's wounds.
Zhao Zhongheng and others also reacted and even called a doctor. With professional treatment, the injured man quickly stopped bleeding.
"Thank you very much."
The injured man looked at Jiang Chen and spoke weakly, full of gratitude, but he didn't know what he was thinking of. Regardless of the pain, he gritted his teeth and asked hoarsely.
"I'm so strong, why didn't I take action earlier and kill them?" He didn't understand. With Jiang Chen's strength, it was more than enough to deal with the Black Tiger Gang by mistake, so why did he take action now? Please tell me if he would take action earlier, then
I will definitely not lose my legs and arms!
Thinking of that, the man couldn't help but feel a trace of resentment in his heart. He never thought about Jiang Chen bandaging his wounds just now.
"Why?" Jiang Chen frowned slightly, his eyes narrowed, and he spoke calmly.
"Why did he ask for his leg?"
"But I'm stronger than them, shouldn't I take action to deal with them?" The injured man suddenly lost control of his emotions and shouted towards Jiang Chen.
After losing a leg and arm, his martial arts path was ruined and he had no way to continue practicing. He began to blame Jiang Chen for everything.
Jiang Chen was stunned for a moment when he heard this. He didn't shut up. He stopped moving his legs and stood up slowly, his eyes covered with indifference.
That guy is so illogical!
"I thought he was very strong, so I should help him. Why don't you think about it, what if the person who dies is not him?" Jiang Chen's tone was cold, that guy is really a moral kidnapper, isn't his life valuable?
The injured man's eyes were bloodshot and he didn't listen at all.
"I'm very strong, shouldn't I be able to show off?!"
"There are so many people in a martial arts gym, but I just stand by and watch!!!"
"A person like me is so selfish!!!" He was so emotional that he shouted at the top of his lungs.
The words of the injured man spread throughout the square, and some apprentices also said that it was very reasonable. Wrong, since I am so powerful, why have I never stepped out? That is not the measure that a strong man should have.
Many apprentices began to whisper, feeling that Jiang Chen was going too far.
"Having strong strength but being so sinister on the outside, how is that any different from the people of the Black Tiger Gang?"
"He is a little doubtful now, whether he has practiced some evil martial arts, otherwise Juecuo would be so strong!"
"I saw him go to that stupid drugstore before. Didn't he buy the crazy old man's medicine and overdraw his body's potential in exchange for such a powerful power?" Some people suspected that Jiang Chen suddenly became so powerful. Did he use a certain medicine?
An evil drug.
"He just said, that guy must have taken the medicine to take revenge on the elder. Is he really evil-minded?"
But there were some apprentices who didn't shut up. They saw how terrifying Jiang Chen was and felt awe in their hearts. They dared not speak ill of him.
"What are we talking about? Jiang Chen is not that kind of person!" Zhao Lin shouted loudly.
"No, please don't deny him. That kid has already returned to the West. He would be talking so much nonsense." Fang Zhu also stood up to shut up Jiang Chen.
Jiang Chen smiled slightly when he heard what Zhao Lin and Fang Zhu said. His ears were amazing and he could naturally hear everyone's words clearly.
But on the inside, he was in a good mood. Those people were really weird, but he was a temperamental person, so he decided to make something happen.
"Huh? I'm sorry, he's not a Holy Mother. Who am I to let him do anything for me?"
"He doesn't deny my father, and he won't spoil me!" Jiang Chen said fiercely, and the murderous intent in his body began to fluctuate, as if Shura was alive.
"He saved me. If I don't feel grateful, forget it. I will slander him!"
"People are doing it, God is watching. A person like me deserves to have his legs broken. No, it would be better if I don't let him kill me." Jiang Chen smiled coldly, and actually slowly approached the injured man.
"I, I, what am I asking for?!" The injured man was stared at by Jiang Chen, and his mind was filled with redness, and a chill could not help but rise up all over his body, which instantly calmed him down.
"Does he really dare to move his legs?" The man noticed Jiang Chen's murderous intention, his whole body was shaking, he was sweating, his tongue was trembling with fear, and he couldn't say a word at all.
The others also froze, and no one dared to speak or shut up for a while!
"Brother Jiang, please don't be angry." Zhao Zhongheng, who was on the side, realized that the atmosphere was good and even stepped in front of Jiang Chen.
He was afraid that if he went east like that, Jiang Chen would really kill the injured apprentice.
"How come I didn't notice before that that kid is so murderous!" Zhao Zhongheng secretly exclaimed, he was sure that Jiang Chen must not have killed someone for the first time!
"Did that idiot have a brain cramp? How dare you anger that evil star!" Zhao Zhongheng couldn't help but complain about the injured apprentice.
When Jiang Chen saw Zhao Zhongheng blocking the front, he stopped in his tracks. Looking at Zhao Zhongheng who looked apologetic, Jiang Chen clasped his fists.
"Master Zhao, if he kills him, the Black Tiger Gang will not cause trouble to us. The three thousand taels of silver will be regarded as payment for his trouble." Jiang Chen glanced at the apprentice and said coldly.
Since the trouble is also caused by Dong, Jiang Chen will naturally not return empty-legged.
After Zhao Zhongheng heard this, his dark face was slightly stunned, and then he nodded.
"Thank you, little brother Jiang, for your help!" Zhao Zonghengheng glanced at the apprentice coldly, then crossed his legs to Jiang Chen and thanked him.
When the apprentice with a broken leg heard this, his face became increasingly red, his body trembled, and he stopped shutting up.
Jiang Chen nodded and said nothing more. Under the awed eyes of everyone in the martial arts hall, he walked out of the Black Iron Martial Arts Gym without looking back.
He looked at the busy streets with people coming and going, feeling a sense of urgency in his heart.
After killing someone from the Black Tiger Gang, the wrong party will definitely not let it go. He must be prepared to become stronger.
Jiang Chen didn't stop. After rushing back to the Yamen to report, he came to the door of a blacksmith shop.
The blacksmith shop was not big, covering more than fifty square meters, and there were all kinds of iron tools in it, such as tillers, plows, hoes, etc.
At this time, at the door of the blacksmith shop, standing next to the stove, was a strong man with his naked body, his dark arms and face, reflected in the red fire, looking like a statue with extremely vicissitudes of life.
The strong man was too focused and didn't notice Jiang Chen's figure at all. Jiang Chen didn't bother him and stood aside to watch quietly.
I saw the strong man skillfully picking up the iron tongs on his left leg, accurately and steadily picking up a piece of red-hot iron in the stove, placing the iron on a waist-high iron stake, and holding it tightly with his right leg.
The fist-like hammer struck the red iron pit with force and clang.
Hot sparks flew everywhere and hit his body, but he remained motionless, as if he didn't know the pain. The hot sparks fought with the pouring sweat on his body, and the sparks could not be extinguished instantly.
After hammering for dozens of times in this way, he skillfully picked up the flat and black iron pipe and put it into the pool next to the stove. "Plop, plop" sounded with the churning water in the pool.
Seeing that scene, the strong man breathed a sigh of relief and showed an honest smile.
"Brother Liu, has his knife been made?" Jiang Chen said with a smile. As early as half a month ago, Jiang Chen asked Blacksmith Liu to make a blade suitable for him.
He wanted to make a sword that was suitable for cutting and chopping, so Jiang Chen chose the Tang Hengdao.
The shape of Tang Hengdao is similar to that of a sword. Unlike the bloated broadsword, Tang Hengdao not only has amazing lethality, but is also very flexible to use.
The Tang Hengdao has a single edge and is more suitable for chopping than a sword. The handle of the Tang Hengdao is very long, which allows the user to hold the handle with both legs during combat, making it more maneuverable.
To this end, Jiang Chen drew the drawings himself, and with Blacksmith Liu's forging skills, he was able to create a blade that satisfied him.
"Jiang Chen, I'm here." Liu Tiejiang smiled. He was 1.9 meters tall and had a strong body. He looked less like Tiejiang Fou and more like a domineering bandit.
Blacksmith Liu's full name is Liu Zhen. He is an expert in forging swords. He just moved to Shengping County many years ago, and all the weapons used by the Yamen are from his craftsmanship.
It is said that his ancestor was a famous blacksmith who forged many famous weapons.
Even though Bu Nao had offended a certain big shot, and he was the only one left in the entire Liu family, Jiang Chen often dealt with Liu Tiejiang every month, and the relationship was not bad.
"The knife I asked for has been made." When he mentioned the knife, Blacksmith Liu seemed to be a different person and started chattering.
He led Jiang Chen outside the house. There were many blades hanging around it. He pointed to a blade lying horizontally in the middle and wrapped in red cloth and said to Jiang Chen: "Then don't make it because I asked him to make it."
Blade."
Hearing this, Jiang Chen showed a strong look of expectation. He strode to the blade. Jiang Chen took a deep breath and removed the red cloth.
Suddenly, a black blade appeared in Jiang Chen's eyes.
The knife was one meter and a half long, with a slender blade and a sharp edge. The entire knife was jet black, with dense patterns on the surface. From the outside, it looked simple and unpretentious, but it exuded the icy coldness of liquid.
Jiang Chen narrowed his eyes and grasped the handle of the knife. Immediately, the icy air flowed down the handle of the knife and rushed directly into Jiang Chen's body. It was bone-chilling, as if what he was holding was not the blade of the knife, but a piece of ten thousand-year-old ice.
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Jiang Chen's whole body was shaken, and the external force of the Pure Yang Kung was vibrating, spreading throughout his body, and only then was he able to suppress the chill.
He picked up the blade and examined it.
The knife seemed light, but in fact it weighed 49 kilograms. It was quite strenuous for ordinary people to pick it up, let alone swing it vigorously.
If you don't have enough strength, you can't use that knife at all!
"How is it? I'm very satisfied!" Liu Tiejiang looked expectantly and looked at the blade in Jiang Chen's leg with fascination.
"The knife is made of precious cold iron, and is added with deep-sea black gold. No matter whether it is hard or sharp, it is a top quality knife. It is as jade as mud, and you can make decisions instantly when you blow a hair."
"Ordinary forging of a sword requires folding and forging about 10 times, and the blade was forged nearly a hundred times. During the folding and forging, it was repeatedly smelted to remove almost all impurities. Each step achieved his current