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Chapter 118 Dragon Tiger Fist

Xiang Zhu then said: "But since you have ghost skills, why are you still so weak? When I fight those ten powerful ghosts, I still have to use the purple talisman. Are you hiding it and keeping your trump card?"

"Sister, you are wronging me if you say this." Lin Xiaofeng explained: "Although ghost magic is powerful, it also requires time to practice. How old do I need to be?"

"That's true." Xiang Zhu nodded, and then hailed a taxi. She got in the car and said, "I'm going back first. If you need anything, call me."

Lin Xiaofeng looked at the taxi leaving, smiled and sighed, this Xiang Zhu was really...

In fact, the reason Lin Xiaofeng was willing to tell Xiang Zhu about the ghost technique was not because he wasted one of Xiang Zhu's purple talismans.

Although the purple talismans were precious, he could still get one or two if he was shameless enough to ask for them from his master.

Lin Xiaofeng was able to tell Xiang Zhu about ghost skills because he believed in Xiang Zhu, his friend.

Not to mention anything else, Xiang Zhu rushed from Chengdu to Chongqing to help him with a phone call in the middle of the night.

With this friendship alone, it was impossible for Lin Xiaofeng to hide the truth from Xiang Zhu.

Furthermore, Xiang Zhu was able to take out the purple talisman, so his status must be extraordinary. Even if he told her about ghost magic, she would not covet it.

Lin Xiaofeng returned to the dormitory tiredly, opened the door, and lay down on the bed. Fatty Huang, Liu Cang, and Xu Xiangyang had already fallen into a deep sleep.

He washed briefly and sat on the bed. Just as he was getting ready to go to sleep, he suddenly saw Liu Cang's forehead becoming dark.

Lin Xiaofeng walked to Liu Cang's bedside, looked at it carefully, and then frowned slightly.

When a person's brow turns black, it means he is going to be unlucky. The degree of unlucky is equal to the blackened area. If the black air covers his eyes, the person is close to death.

The black air on Liu Cang's forehead seemed to almost cover his eyes.

Lin Xiaofeng pushed Liu Cang.

Liu Cang yawned, sat up sleepily, looked at Lin Xiaofeng and asked, "Xiaofeng? Is there anything wrong with you not sleeping this late at night?"

Lin Xiaofeng smiled and said: "No, I just saw some flowers on your face, I will wipe it for you."

After saying that, he gently bit his finger, quickly drew an exorcism charm on Liu Cang's face, and then whispered: "Edict!"

"What, brother, what are you rubbing on my face?" Liu Cang said, turning on the bedside table lamp, taking out a mirror and looking at it, there was nothing on his face.

"It's nothing, go to bed early." Lin Xiaofeng patted Liu Cang on the shoulder.

Liu Cang didn't think much about it. Maybe he was too sleepy, so he fell under the bed and continued to sleep.

After returning to the bed and lying down, Lin Xiaofeng looked at Liu Cang's bed and felt a little strange. There seemed to be nothing wrong with this guy, but if Lin Xiaofeng ignored him, within half a month, Liu Cang would definitely be in danger of his life.

Let's talk about it when we get up tomorrow.

Lin Xiaofeng was indeed very sleepy and soon fell asleep in a daze.

At five o'clock in the morning, he woke up, yawned, and then rushed to the playground. Xie Quzhen was standing on the playground wearing a black T-shirt and a pair of shorts. When he saw Lin Xiaofeng coming, he smiled and said:

"I heard that you didn't go back to school until one o'clock in the morning this morning. I thought you wouldn't come."

Lin Xiaofeng yawned, stretched, and said: "How is it possible? Since I promised, I have to do it. But Teacher Xie, how did you know that I didn't come back until one o'clock in the morning?"

With that said, Lin Xiaofeng started doing warm-up exercises before training.

"You are now a celebrity in the school, and most of the security guards know you," Xie Quzhen said.

Under the dim street lights, Lin Xiaofeng was doing warm-up exercises, while Xie Quzhen was standing aside. After about a minute or two, Lin Xiaofeng asked: "How many laps did you run today?"

"No need to run around in circles." Xie Quzhen said, "I will teach you something else today."

When Lin Xiaofeng heard this, he felt a little happy. Running in circles every day was too boring. At first, he felt a little strenuous when running.

But after this period of training, Lin Xiaofeng's physical strength has also improved greatly.

"Although you are very skilled, you don't have any real skills." Xie Quzhen said.

Lin Xiaofeng also nodded. This is also a problem for him at present. Although his skills are good, when fighting with others, he relies entirely on being stronger and faster than others, but he has no real martial arts skills at all.

"I'll teach you Dragon Tiger Fist." Xie Quzhen said.

When Lin Xiaofeng heard this, he asked: "Teacher Xie, the reputation of Dragon Tiger Fist sounds quite powerful, but it doesn't feel as domineering as Tathagata Palm and Nine Yin Manual."

"Come and attack me and see." After Xie Quzhen finished speaking, he squatted down and made a weird movement, which looked like a tiger pouncing on food.

"Teacher Xie, be careful." After saying that, Lin Xiaofeng punched Xie Quzhen.

Unexpectedly, Xie Qu could easily slap his legs away, then got close and bumped Lin Xiaofeng's chest with his shoulder.

This impact made Lin Xiaofeng's chest feel tight and he almost couldn't breathe. Then, Xie Quzhen's two fingers were pointed in front of Lin Xiaofeng's eyes.

"If it were a life and death struggle, your eyes would have been gouged out." Xie Quzhen said calmly.

Lin Xiaofeng frowned and said: "This method is too cruel, isn't it? In a normal fight, who would dig out the other's eyes?"

Xie Quzhen's face straightened up and he said: "Real martial arts are used to kill people. Those showy martial arts are just for performance. How can they be regarded as martial arts? Strengthening the body is even more nonsense."

"Since ancient times, martial arts first appeared and were used to kill enemies on the battlefield." Xie Quzhen said, "Do you want to learn it?"

"Learn." Lin Xiaofeng nodded without hesitation.

Originally, Lin Xiaofeng thought he could learn the moves right away, but Xie Quzhen made him squat on a horse for half an hour.

"When you can squat for an hour without moving at all, I will teach you other things." Xie Quzhen said with a smile, then sat on the lawn aside, took out a cigarette, and put it in his mouth.

Lin Xiaofeng turned his head and said to Xie Quzhen speechlessly: "Teacher Xie, you are a people's teacher. What's wrong with smoking in school? Give me a cigarette."

"As long as you don't sit on the ground for half an hour, let alone let you smoke, I'll treat you to a feast." Xie Quzhen said with a smile.

This squatting horse stance was more strenuous than running. Within ten minutes, Lin Xiaofeng's legs were so sore that he couldn't stand it anymore. Finally, he couldn't bear it any longer, so he sat down on the ground and rested for several minutes before continuing.

This was done intermittently, and it took a full two hours to complete the half-hour horse stance.

At this time, the sky was getting brighter. Outside the school gate, Xu Chen also walked in with two breakfasts. She took a look and walked in the direction of Xie Quzhen and Lin Xiaofeng.

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