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Chapter 124 Fighting Class

Zhang Yuanqing took a taxi, hurried to Fujiawan, swiped his card through the security check, entered the community, and arrived at the luxury villa.

As soon as he entered the villa, he saw Lingjun, wearing a loose singlet, cropped trousers, and flip-flops, quietly hiding under a landscape tree, hugging the trunk of the tree with his hands, and mumbling something.

Zhang Yuanqing took advantage of the situation and saw a piece of ivy wrapped around his mobile phone among the lush branches and leaves. The camera was pointed at a window in the villa, constantly adjusting the angle of view, as if he was filming something.

What is he doing? Zhang Yuanqing walked over and asked:

"Are you secretly filming Bunny Girl taking a bath?"

"Then what's there to take a secret photo of?" Lingjun turned around and hissed: "Keep your voice down, I'm taking pictures of hot search headlines."

Is there anything in the world that is more worthy of photographing than a young lady with a thin waist, long legs, and big breasts taking a bath? If so, is there a sow taking a bath? This guy is as abstinent as Fu Qingyang?

Zhang Yuanqing wanted to ask again, but Lingjun waved his hand to chase him away: "You are busy with your business, don't hang around here, you will be discovered."

He had no choice but to turn around and enter the villa along the stone path paved on the lawn.

He came to the outside of the study in a familiar manner. After pressing the button twice, he pushed open the brown double wooden door.

As the wooden door opened, Zhang Yuanqing heard the familiar and friendly "click" sound.

In the luxuriously decorated study, the first thing he saw was the curly teddy sitting on the desk, and then the brand new and compact red dancing shoes.

At this moment, the red shoes are surrounding Curly Teddy and launching a ferocious attack.

"Bang bang bang"

Sometimes it kicks, sometimes it kicks violently, sometimes it kicks on the left cheek, sometimes it kicks on the right cheek, like an annoying and tireless fly.

I don't know if it was an illusion, but Zhang Yuanqing felt that Elder Gou had no love left in his life at this moment.

Sitting on the guest sofa were Fu Qingyang, Guan Ya and Jiang Jingwei. The red-haired girl stared at Elder Teddy as if watching a show, and kept laughing "haha" and "giggle".

Guan Ya pursed her lips tightly and endured it very hard.

Fu Qingyang still had a stern face, but his eyes kept falling on Elder Dog, never leaving, not willing to move for a moment.

The elder triggered the murder rule of the red dance shoes. As expected of a rule-based prop, even the elders could not resolve it. However, it can be seen that the elder dog is a very decent and strong man. He would rather endure the harassment of the red shoes than dance.

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Zhang Yuanqing took a deep breath and suppressed the laughter that almost escaped his lips.

As the study door opened, Fu Qingyang and others looked over. Elder Dog's eyes suddenly became sharp, and he glanced at Yuanshi Tianzun with murderous intent.

Zhang Yuanqing bowed his head and said, "Thank you, elder, for traveling thousands of miles to the capital to help me solve the hidden dangers of my props. I will definitely repay you in the future."

Looking at such a respectful and obedient subordinate, Elder Gou was so angry that he didn't know how to express his anger. At this moment, the red dance shoe flew up again and gave him a big blow.

Elder Dog's eyes were filled with rage.

Zhang Yuanqing bowed his head and said, "Thank you very much, elder."

Elder Dog said in a deep voice: "Take this broken prop back."

"Yes!" Zhang Yuanqing breathed a sigh of relief and looked at the red dancing shoes: "You are not allowed to rush into the elders."

He summoned it secretly.

The red dancing shoes were summoned by their master, and as expected they stopped attacking and jumped towards their master.

It is worth mentioning that after the prop recognizes its owner, the owner can actively cancel it and interrupt the attack of the red dancing shoes. This is a power granted by the spiritual realm.

Zhang Yuanqing was about to put away his red dancing shoes when he suddenly saw a message appear:

【Are you willing to dance with me? If so, please stay where you are.】

Oops, I forgot that I didn’t pay for the last time I used it. Zhang Yuanqing looked at Elder Dog and said:

"Elder, let me leave first."

"No need!" Elder Dog said calmly: "Just jump here."

This is your revenge!!

Zhang Yuanqing immediately looked at Fu Qingyang: Centurion, you have to support me.

Fu Qingyang looked away.

Guan Ya silently took out her mobile phone and turned on the video recording function.

"Do you want to dance?" Jiang Jingwei's face was full of excitement: "I want to see it, I want to see it."

Just dance, it’s not like I’ve never danced in public before, I’m the heir to my uncle’s mantle. Zhang Yuanqing took a step back with his left foot, raised his toes, and made a curtsey.

Immediately afterwards, a "bang bang" kicking sound came from the study.

A few minutes later, the red shoes ended their dance, made a "curtsey" with satisfaction, and dissipated into red light.

Elder Dog was satisfied and said:

"You guys step back first, I have something to say to Yuan Shi."

Fu Qingyang stood up immediately. When passing by his close subordinate, he nodded slightly and expressed his approval of his dancing skills: "Dancing well."

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Guan Ya raised her phone at him with a wicked smile on her face.

Zhang Yuanqing held her hand: "I have only one request, don't let Yuan Ting know."

Fu Qingyang stopped and glanced at their hands.

Zhang Yuanqing immediately let go.

After Jiang Jingwei also left, Elder Dog said in a deep voice:

"I am going to the capital and learned a piece of news from Elder Sun. He said that he met the Empress of Sandao Mountain while traveling in the realm of gods at night, and learned the reason why she is looking for you."

Zhang Yuanqing's heart suddenly skipped a beat.

Elder Dog continued: "He wants you to sell the prop that contains the soul of the Empress of Sandao Mountain. Are you willing?"

The function of the magic pestle is to purify and destroy demons, but it has a great cause and effect, and it is easy for Lao Bangzi to track it thousands of miles away.

If Taiyi Sect could provide a prop that could replace the Demon-Conquering Pestle, and come with other valuable props, including cash, Zhang Yuanqing would still want to sell it.

This is the same as the Fallen Holy Grail. Although the level is very high, it has little effect on him. It is best to convert it into the benefits that can be absorbed at the moment.

Change some powerful props and fuck Li Xianzong.

"." Zhang Yuanqing thought about what price would be suitable for selling it.

Elder Dog praised: "Don't be embarrassed, I have already rejected it for you. The yang soul of the empress of Sandao Mountain is a rare treasure, and you are the night wandering god. You will be of great use in the future. He thought that "the conditions are arbitrary", so he wanted to

Take this treasure away?"

"Elder, what did you say?"

"The yang soul of Empress Sandaoshan is a rare treasure."

"No, you mean, the conditions are arbitrary?" Zhang Yuanqing was heartbroken and said to himself, I am willing to sell, but please be sure to buy it at a high price.

Elder Gou was stunned, pretending not to notice his heartbeat, and continued:

"It's normal that you don't want to sell it. The Yang Soul of the Empress of Sandao Mountain has three major uses. First, it can be used to refine high-level props. Second, if you reach the Domination Realm in the future, you can use it to trade with that Empress. Third,

The most extreme method can be used to manipulate her and enslave her.

"In other words, as long as you reach the domination stage, you can rely on that thing to become a strong player in the domination stage."

This was the reason why he rejected Elder Sun. He took a gamble. If Yuanshi Tianzun could be promoted to master, the Five Elements Alliance would have another top combatant.

Enslaving the old man. Zhang Yuanqing suddenly didn’t want to sell it anymore and said in deep thought:

"But I'm afraid I won't be able to keep it."

Elder Dog said:

"If you are afraid that people from the Taiyi Sect will steal it secretly, don't worry. Elder-level figures will not do such a thing, and the Five Elements Alliance will not allow it. But you should be careful about the Night Rose.

"As for the spiritual realm, this is indeed a problem. You can temporarily hand over the prop and let the branch keep it for you. When you reach a high level in the future, you can take it back. Of course, the choice is yours."

Turning it in is the safest thing. With the endorsement of the elders, the official will not deceive me about the props, otherwise they will have many ways. But in this way, I will lose a powerful prop. At present, it seems that the Five Elements Alliance does not have the Yeyoushen Dominator-level props.

, give me all the props that can replace the magic pestle.

As for the spiritual realm, as long as you don't encounter copies like those in Jinshui Amusement Park that were influenced by Lao Bangzi, you should be fine.

Zhang Yuanqing said: "I'll think about it."

First floor, fighting room.

Zhang Yuanqing, wearing a white training suit, followed Guan Ya's instructions and did easy stretching movements.

The Night Travel God gave him a strong physique and good flexibility. Now he can easily cheat without being afraid of breaking his balls.

Guan Ya and Jiang Jingwei are also wearing white training clothes. They are two women, one big and one small. They have good looks and good figures, which are pleasing to the eye.

"Jingwei, why are you here?" Zhang Yuanqing pressed his legs and looked at the red-haired girl.

"Let's fight with Sister Guan Ya. Isn't this more interesting than going to school and going to work?" Jiang Jingwei looked excited.

She doesn't want to continue sitting in the office.

Zhang Yuanqing's heart moved: "Who is better, you or Guan Ya?"

"I have never won a fight without ability," Jiang Jingwei said honestly.

Lao Siji's fighting skills are stronger than I thought, even Jingwei is no match for her.

Guan Ya sat on the ground, put her legs together, leaned forward, and easily pinched the pink soles of her feet with both hands. If the collar was lower, Zhang Yuanqing could receive the benefits.

While stretching, she said:

"Although you are a rookie, we have skipped the strength training. There are many schools of fighting, both at home and abroad. I will give you free fighting first. At this stage, it is the most suitable for you.

"When your level improves and you are still interested in taijutsu, I will teach you more styles."

"It sounds like you are good at all kinds of arts?" Zhang Yuanqing was surprised.

Guan Ya kept leaning forward and said with a smile:

"Forced, alas, the Fu family is an inhumane big family. They have treated their children like worms since they were young. Children of the same generation have to compete in everything. Study, fight, and swordsmanship.

"If you don't want to be beaten, you have to practice hard. My talent is pretty good. After I was ten years old, no one could beat me except for a clan sister. But I'm tired of this kind of life. The higher the elders' expectations, the more I become

I don’t want to work hard.”

I can’t tell that you are still a confidant of senior Teng Yuan. Zhang Yuanqing asked: “What about the centurion? When he was young, he must have had a very impressive head.”

"I beat him to the point where his head is pretty good." Guan Ya snorted, "When he was a child, he was frail and sickly, and had poor talent. The adults said he was a child with no future, forget it, and didn't talk about his dark history."

Poor talent? The most outstanding young man in the Five Elements Alliance, one of the strongest men below the Dominator level, very poor talent? Zhang Yuanqing said in his heart, Fu Qingyang still had a childhood where "you should not bully a young man who is poor".

Zhang Yuanqing finished stretching and was eager to try: "Sister Guan Ya, let's start."

Guan Ya tightened her waist, stood up straight, and said: "In order to quickly improve your fighting level, you can't use skills, so let's start."

Zhang Yuanqing pondered for a moment: "Is there no limit to free fighting?"

Guan Ya nodded: "Winning is the only criterion, do you want to follow the rules with the enemy?"

The sun sets in the west.

Three hours later, Zhang Yuanqing dragged his tired steps out of the fighting room and came to the hall.

In the living room on the first floor, on the expensive sofa, Lingjun was playing and laughing with the two bunny girls. When Zhang Yuanqing came out, Lingjun and the bunny girls were silent.

Lingjun was shocked by Zhang Yuanqing's miserable state: "The left side of your face is swollen like a pig's head."

"Guan Ya beat me."

"Where's the right side of the face?"

"Jingwei beat me."

"Even if Ye Youshen has strong recovery power, he can't abuse you like this." Lingjun said angrily.

"That's not true. Guan Ya said she wanted to teach me free fighting. She said winning was the only goal and there were no rules. Then I used the lost milk-grabbing dragon claw on her."

"In that case, you are not at a loss either."

"But I didn't touch it."

"Then why did Jingwei hit you? Could it be that you also used the lost dragon claw hand on her?"

"Do I look like a pervert? I just said: The minotaur must die."

"Oh, then she didn't beat you to death, which means she still loves you."

At this time, the bunny girl brought him the black pepper steak, sausages, poached eggs, desserts, fruits, energy drinks, etc. that were prepared for him to replenish his physical strength.

Zhang Yuanqing stopped chatting and started eating hungrily.

In the setting sun, Zhang Yuanqing put on a cap and a mask, covered himself tightly, and secretly returned home.

After typing in the password and opening the security door, there was a banging sound coming from the kitchen. That was grandma preparing dinner.

Zhang Yuanqing slipped into the bedroom and shouted: "Grandma, I've eaten outside. I have to do my homework tonight, so don't disturb me."

"If you didn't tell me earlier, you would have cooked too much dinner tonight." Grandma was furious.

"You can give it to uncle to eat. Anyway, he will be full all day long." Zhang Yuanqing responded.

When grandma heard this, she felt it was reasonable and stopped being angry.

After closing the door, Zhang Yuanqing opened the chat software and took a look.

Xie Lingxi sent him a series of [crying] emoticons three hours ago.

Zhang Yuanqing replied: "I have been practicing fighting recently, and I will wait until my brother achieves his mastery."

Xie Lingxi replied instantly: "After you have achieved great success, will you avenge others?"

Zhang Yuanqing: "No, I'll beat you up with her."

Xie Lingxi sent another string of [crying] emoticons.

Zhang Yuanqing put down his cell phone, came to the full-length mirror by the window, and bared his teeth.

The swelling on the face has subsided, but the internal injuries have not healed yet. There is a dull pain in the waist and chest, which may be due to injuries to the organs.

"Really, she was so harsh. She said she wanted to book a room with me and use me to practice the art of tying a chicken. In reality, she beat me if I even showed my reverie about her exaggerated pectoralis major muscles."

But Guan Ya did teach some useful things.

His biggest problem is that he can only use his fists and feet to hit people, but he cannot use his knees, elbows, shoulders and back properly.

He can suppress those who are not as good as him in physical fitness. Once he meets a fighting master, his identity as a rookie is instantly revealed.

Goldwater Amusement Park.

It was dark, and the amusement park was shining with dreamy and bright lights.

A ray of golden light cut through the dark night sky, condensing into an unparalleled beauty in ancient costume. She has a beautiful face, the lines of her cheeks outline a perfect face, a straight and delicate nose, and sexy lips.

In the night wind, the hem of her skirt and black hair are flying, she is cool and cold, like a fairy.

Empress Sandaoshan glanced at the entertainment facilities below. Six weak ants were riding a roaring roller coaster with their eyes closed.

She withdrew her gaze, did not look any further, and landed in the gloomy old house with golden light.

The Yin Qi stagnated here, and the resentful spirits in the haunted house lay on the ground, trembling.

A dense cloud of yin energy spread from the depths of the ancient house and stopped three feet away from the Empress of Sandao Mountain. Indistinctly, a figure in a wedding dress bowed to her.

Empress Sandaoshan asked: "Do you have any clues about the person I asked you to find?"

PS: Correct typos first and then correct them.


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