God-level funeral: creating a mysterious past

Chapter 31 Breakthrough Martial Artist
After taking the elixir, running the Burning Blood Jue,
Zhang Chuan's widened eyes were filled with bloodshot eyes, and his blood vessels seemed to be about to burst.

The muscles were covered with blue veins and blood vessels, and the inflated body was like a balloon, and the surface of the skin began to ooze blood slowly.

Because a small amount of elixir had no effect at all, he took a risk and took a large amount of qi and blood elixir at once.

Under the action of the Burning Blood Art, the qi and blood were crazily transformed into true qi.

Zhang Chuan also kept releasing his true energy, otherwise his body would explode and his veins would break due to the increase in true energy.

Hands were put into the ice water, and the heat was continuously offset.

With the palm as the outlet, the true energy stirred the water surface in the form of ripples, and soon formed a huge vortex.

Dense beads of sweat floated on his forehead. It was obviously a cold winter, but he felt it was hotter than the scorching heat.

Under Zhang Chuan's control, the true qi was gradually compressed into liquid bit by bit.

A milky white liquid even condensed in the palm and dripped into the water, causing the cold water in the basin to boil violently.

The liquefaction of true energy is terrifying.

If someone is here, they will be shocked to the extreme, because the True Qi Transformation Liquid can only be achieved by innate warriors, and they must be the best among them.

Enduring the severe pain, Zhang Chuan felt as if his whole body was being torn violently and was about to split open.

"Host, it doesn't matter if you want it. If you can't hold on anymore, remember to write to me as the beneficiary on the insurance." The system said anxiously from the side.

"Medicine!" His vision was blurred by sweat, and after he said a word, he opened his mouth. The process of transforming his qi took a lot of physical energy.

The system waiting on the side quickly took out a crystal clear cyan elixir from the porcelain bottle and put it into Zhang Chuan's mouth.

This is the worst Qingdi Pill that can be exchanged for a big price.

Although it is the worst quality, it is enough to help Zhang Chuan solve the current difficulties.

When the pill enters the mouth, it melts at the entrance, and the coldness flows into the whole body.

The severe pain was relieved, and the cyan gas continued to repair Zhang Chuan's damaged meridians and blood vessels. The numbness made Zhang Chuan tremble all over.

Exhaling a breath, the condition of the body has almost recovered.

"Host, you have become a martial artist!" The system stood aside and said in surprise.

Martial arts?

Stretching out the palm, I didn't feel it at all.

As a martial artist, only when the meridians of the whole body are opened up can he be regarded as a sign of becoming a martial artist.

Logically speaking, as long as it is not some waste material with broken veins, even a fool can become a martial artist after living two hundred years.

Those who are extremely talented will come naturally, while ordinary people can only rely on accumulation.

After all, as long as there is enough time and enough qi accumulated, the meridians of the whole body can be opened up.

As for the old man who was kicked in the door by Zhang Chuan, why he stayed in the martial arts for more than two hundred years and never became a martial artist?

If he cultivated to a high level, it is not impossible for him to break through, but he is only entering the room, so he was stopped outside the door of the martial artist.

Although the current Zhang Chuan is only a martial artist, the amount of true energy reaches that of a congenital martial artist.

The meridians are opened up, and the middle dantian is also opened up,
Strength has been qualitatively improved.

"Zhang Chuan, are you interested?" Tie Cheng came over with a business card.

Take the golden business card.

"What is this?" Zhang Chuan was a little puzzled, and put down the lunch box in his hand.

"I think you are short of money, don't you? You are wearing the same clothes, and you are eating everywhere." Tiecheng looked Zhang Chuan up and down, "You are in good shape, quite strong."

That look made him shudder. He didn't have any special hobbies.

Seeing Zhang Chuan's vigilant eyes, Tie Chengcheng knew that he had misunderstood, "Where did you go, I also like women."

He pointed to the business card in Zhang Chuan's hand, "It was given to me by my friend. The boss of a multinational company recently hired bodyguards for his daughter."

"Warrior's bodyguard?" He didn't say that he broke through the martial artist.

"That's right, when he told me the first time, I thought it was some kind of prank, but it's more like looking for a playmate than looking for a bodyguard." Tie Cheng patted him on the shoulder, "I'm interested If so, go for an interview, it’s almost a holiday, and the martial arts hall may be closed for a while.”

Putting the business card in his pocket, if he has no other plans, he will give it a try if the price is right.

"Want to fight?" Tie Cheng saw that Zhang Chuan's aura was much more dangerous, and concluded that he had made a new breakthrough in martial arts.

"Alright." After two or three mouthfuls of lunch in his hand, he stood up.

The confrontation between the two was just when they first entered the martial arts gym, and they hadn't had a formal exchange.

Walking into the martial arts hall, it naturally attracted everyone's attention.

When they stood facing each other in the competition field, the students had already surrounded them.

"Brother Zhang, is this going to compete with the owner?"

"It's the first time I've seen the owner make a move."

Everyone whispered, even Chen Ming and He Nianmeng came to watch.

"Please." The two clasped their fists at the same time, which also heralded the start of the discussion.

Just when Zhang Chuan was setting up his posture, he didn't expect Tie Cheng to bump straight into him.

Like a ferocious bull, the tall body carried endless power and drove straight in, coming towards them.

Using the shoulder as the point of force, this is the iron-clad brute force.

The strong wind blows towards the face, containing the strength of the whole body, which is not comparable to the strength of one punch or two punches.

Turning around in a hurry, Zhang Chuan dodged, and then patted him on the body, but made a sound of gold and iron.

"Hey hey, this is the turtle's back kung fu that has been cultivated to a great extent. Its body is like gold and iron, and it looks like a turtle's back." Tie Cheng explained and grabbed Zhang Chuan.

Sure enough, the muscles on his back bulged like a tortoise shell.

It is definitely not being approached by the other party, this is Zhang Chuan's intuition.

The footsteps changed, dodging Tiecheng's iron claws.

"As expected of the owner of the pavilion, this hard work can be said to be superb." Chen Ming admired, and then looked at Zhang Chuan, "Brother Zhang's reaction is also very fast, it is the right choice not to fight head-on with the owner. "

He Nianmeng also nodded, both of them are very strong.

"Zhang Chuan, don't you just hide and hide?" Tie Cheng decided to resort to aggressive tactics, "If it's a man, confront him head-on!" He opened his strong and thick arms and rushed towards Zhang Chuan.

If you are hugged by the wild bear, your back will be strangled in an instant. Of course, this is just a sparring, and it is enough to make the opponent lose the ability to move.

As he said, Zhang Chuan suddenly stood still, which made Tie Cheng happy. As expected of a young and vigorous young man, he couldn't stand the excitement.

"Drink, ah, ah!" There was a roar in his mouth, which was a deterrent.

But Zhang Chuan concentrated and held his breath, closed his eyes, put his right hand on his waist, and clenched his fist.

Just as Tie Cheng entered the strangulation range, a fist seemed to suddenly appear in front of him and stopped.

The strong wind blew up Tie Cheng's hair and fell to the ground. It turned out to be a wig.

The host is actually a bald head!

(End of this chapter)