Chapter 48: Flesh Pill Fang

Zhixing immediately turned around, went back to get the other four skills, and opened the introductions one by one.

Then he fell silent.

The dog was surprised and asked, "What's wrong?"

Fang Zhixing took a deep breath and said, "These five skills only have the first two levels, and there is no subsequent content."

Xigou glared and asked, "What's going on? Is it that the skills are incomplete, or are there only two levels of these martial arts?"

Fang Zhixing replied: "There are more than two levels, but Luo Kexun doesn't seem to have brought out the complete version of the technique."

Xigou shuddered: "Maybe it's for the purpose of protecting the technique, or maybe Luo Kexun is just a little Karami in the Luo family and doesn't have the authority to obtain the complete version of the technique."

"Well, after all, martial arts are a monopoly of aristocratic families. It is impossible to allow a person to carry a complete version of the martial arts with him and run to other places..."

Fang Zhixing nodded, without hesitation, he walked to the desk, moved the desk in front of the window, took out paper, pen and ink, and quickly started copying.

Fang Zhixing already understood the introductory chapter and the first level of "Iron Mountain Kung Fu".

He started copying directly from the second floor.

Because of his writing habits, he did not use a brush and did not know calligraphy, so he used chicken tail hair dipped in ink to write.

The words were written small and fast.

Four hours passed in a flash and it was dawn outside.

The little dog standing guard at the door urged again, "Are you done?"

Fang Zhixing said nothing, but concentrated on copying, writing very quickly.

After a while, he let out a long breath, folded the papers and stuffed them into his arms, then moved the desk back to its original position and restored the positions of the items on the desk.

Then he picked up the thin dog, climbed out the window, and quickly returned to the room.

In the corner of the courtyard, another small dog appeared, then disintegrated itself and turned into black smoke and sank into the ground.

The next moment, Xigou transmitted a message: "Wang Yitong has been sleeping soundly. He didn't notice that you left."

Fang Zhixing breathed a sigh of relief.

The thin dog can be divided into four parts and has eight eyes. In addition, its keen sense of smell and hearing are of great help to it and cannot be ignored.

It can be said that without Xigou's assistance, it would be extremely difficult for Fang Zhixing to steal the martial arts skills by himself.

He sat down and drank a sip of tea, then he took out a stack of papers from his arms and spread them out.

Almost at the same time, the system panel suddenly flashed with light.

[Second level of Tieshan Kung Fu·Maximum level conditions: 1. Practice the first level to perfection (completed) 2. Use the first level's moves to defeat or kill 5 beings of the same level (not completed) 3. Recite the second level's content 10 times (not completed) 4. 600 kilograms of first level exotic beast meat, or 365 first level top-grade meat pills (not completed)]

"Huh, it showed up so quickly."

Fang Zhixing couldn't help but be stunned.

Xigou was also stunned, and said in confusion: "What does this mean? You haven't comprehended the second level yet, so why is it showing the full level conditions? Could it be..."

Fang Zhixing couldn't help but shudder, thinking: "There may be a system bug here. Perhaps, as long as I hold the martial arts secret book for more than a certain period of time, the system will assume that I have this martial arts secret book, and automatically start to analyze the martial arts secret book, and deduce the maximum level conditions."

The dog smacked his lips and said, "Fuck, doesn't that mean you don't need to copy it at all?"

Fang Zhixing nodded, took a deep breath and said, "If that's the case, then we can fix the bug!"

Xigou looked at the four conditions carefully. Except for the first one which has been completed, the second and third should be relatively easy to complete. The fourth one is a bit interesting.

"First-grade, top-quality exotic beast meat? It seems that exotic beasts are also divided into different levels!"

The dog clicked his tongue and suddenly became curious, "What level of beast do you think I am?"

Fang Zhixing pondered and said, "When you used the bloodline explosion skill, you should have been a level one alien beast."

As soon as these words came out, Xigou's hair stood on end, and he said in horror: "Fang Zhixing, I'm warning you, don't sacrifice my flesh and blood!"

Fang Zhixing said contemptuously: "You are worthy? Do you weigh 600 kilograms? Even if I kill you three times, I still can't make up 100 kilograms."

Xigou secretly breathed a sigh of relief, and quickly changed the subject, asking, "Rou Dan, what is it?"

Fang Zhixing doesn’t know either.

A moment later, the servant brought breakfast.

Fang Zhixing ate breakfast leisurely.

After a while, Wang Yitong was seen walking to the lawn in the yard, stretching his muscles, and then starting to punch in an orderly manner.

Seeing this, Fang Zhixing quickly finished his meal, walked over, and said with a smile: "Old Wang, let's practice together."

There is no mistake in the poem, post, content, and read the book on 6, 9, and bar!

Wang Yitong smiled and said, "You can practice, but you can't use explosive skills."

"good!"

As soon as Fang Zhixing finished speaking, he rushed out and delivered a jab in the face.

"You're attacking me by surprise!" Wang Yitong hurriedly took a step back and reacted in an instant.

I saw him bending his forearm at the elbow, with his front hand palm facing up and placed at chest level, and his back hand protecting his ribs. His palm moved in a spiral from outside to inside, while he clenched his fist and exerted inch power, striking Fang Zhixing's chest.

Fang Zhixing stomped his feet and swung his fists, exerting force on his heels, moving his waist, and penetrating his fingertips, and deflected Wang Yitong's fist.

The two men fought back and forth, and in a breath, they fought several rounds, and each move was powerful.

Wang Yitong's inch punch is a top-notch force-generating technique that seeks to unleash the greatest power within the shortest distance.

Therefore, his attack style is simple, agile, powerful and fierce! Fang Zhixing's Iron Mountain Kung Fu is as strong as iron, as steady as a mountain, with simple moves, swift force, great explosive power, and full of fighting characteristics.

Shaking his arms to knock down the sky, stamping his feet to shake the nine states! This is a fight between two tough guys with two hard skills! However, after all, Fang Zhixing is younger, stronger, and has more endurance. Moreover, he also has the blessing of "dynamic vision", which can always capture Wang Yitong's attack trajectory, making his offense and defense smoother.

Gradually, Wang Yitong became exhausted, panting like an ox, and had run out of tricks.

"No more fighting, no more fighting. I give up."

Wang Yitong slumped down on the ground, sweating profusely.

Fang Zhixing handled the competition with ease and only took a few deep breaths before winning the competition.

[2. Use the first-level moves to defeat or kill 5 lives of the same level (1/5)]

Fang Zhixing raised the corners of his mouth slightly, sat down next to Wang Yitong, and said with a smile: "Old Wang, I have a question for you. I happened to hear someone mention the word 'Rou Dan'. Do you know what it means?"

Wang Yitong replied, "Meat pills are tonics made from exotic beast meat supplemented with various herbs. They are easy to digest and absorb, and are very nutritious. They are specially provided for warriors and are an indispensable consumable for those who practice martial arts!"

Fang Zhixing was immediately surprised and asked, "How come Cheng Tianen never mentioned such a good thing to me?"

"Well, you can't blame him for this, because meat pills are special supplies and banned for sale. They are only available to the rich and powerful. Ordinary people can't get their hands on them at all. They are not sold on the streets or in stores."

Wang Yitong emphasized: "Those who are eligible to eat meat pills are either rich or noble. With meat pills as a tonic, their martial arts training progress is very fast, more than ten or a hundred times faster than us."

(End of this chapter)