299: C299 How dare You Hit Me

C299 How dare You Hit Me

Han Qiang did not stand on ceremony and took the Night Pearl. He took out three chalcedony from his pocket and handed it over. He smiled like a spring breeze and said, "Since this thing can be bought with money, I will give you three more."

Black robed man obviously did not expect him to be so generous. He looked at him in surprise. He then reached out and took the three chalcedonies. "It's really nice to work with Director Han. If you need anything in the future, just call me. If you don't violate the rules, I will do my best to help you.

In addition, I will give Director Han a piece of advice. You are not over 20 years old yet, and your pure Yang body has not been broken yet. Cultivating the traditional martial arts will yield twice the result with half the effort. Don't be greedy for beauty and ruin your body. "

Han Qiang smiled and said," Thank you for the reminder. We will have to deal with each other in the future. May I ask your name? "

"Bixiao."

After black robed man finished speaking, he did not dawdle any longer and turned around to leave quickly.

Moh Xiaoran sighed lightly, "Such a handsome name like Bixiao. Giving it to an old man is really a waste."

Han Qiang smiled and said, "Sister Xiaoran, can you find the person who auctioned the Hua Family's core classics? I want to talk to him face to face."

Moh Xiaoran smiled bitterly and shook her head, "There is no need for Mr Qiang at all. We have already asked before the auction. The Hua family's previous generation of cultivators all died in the dark era of the last century. Now, the remaining family members no longer cultivate the traditional martial arts."

Han Qiang thought about it and agreed. If there were still people from Hua family who were cultivating, they probably would not sell the core records and chalcedony.

When he was still alive, Han Qiang had written dozens of books, which were all mystical. There were books on cultivation and science fiction in the city. There were also many descriptions of ancient books and chalcedony. Now that he had finally gotten a copy of them, he was extremely excited and curious. After bidding farewell, Moh Xiaoran impatiently returned to the villa.

Wang Na and Jia Wen returned to Oishi to visit their relatives. Guli Reba, Ding Yan and the other beauties also went out to shop. For the first time, no one came to welcome him.

Han Qiang returned to his room and took out the Hua Family's core book to read. The first part recorded some medicinal prescriptions. Most of them were for health and body strengthening. There were only a few dozen prescriptions to treat ordinary diseases.

Usually when he was writing books, he had some understanding of medicinal prescriptions. He discovered that many of the medicinal herbs in the medicinal prescriptions had already gone extinct. Currently, there were only less than ten of these medicinal prescriptions that could be used.

Medicinal prescriptions were very complicated. Without sufficient medical experience, one would not be able to control them. Han Qiang might as well flip through this part and read the introduction of the traditional martial arts in the middle.

Han Qiang quickly read through it and found that the introduction and cultivation method related to the traditional martial arts were completely different from the cultivation method that he had fabricated previously.

Its main idea was to use more systematic and comprehensive training to enhance the physical fitness of the cultivator. Another way was to use a special breathing method to allow the practitioner to absorb the oxygen in the air and special nebulae in a more effective way. Once again, the practitioner's physical fitness would be strengthened, and his endurance, explosive force, and strength would be further enhanced.

Han Qiang was surprised to find that the classification of traditional martial arts cultivation was the same as the classification of martial arts in the country. It was mainly divided into three levels, beginning, middle, and high. The beginning level included the Viridescent Eagle, the Silver Eagle, and the Golden Eagle. The middle level included the three levels of Qinghu, Silver Tiger, and Golden Tiger. The high level was divided into the Azure Dragon, Silver Dragon, and Golden Dragon.

The only difference was that the traditional martial arts had two more sections above the third section, Master and Grandmaster. Each section was divided into three sections, Heaven, Earth, and Man.

These levels were about the same level as the martial arts in the country. The middle section was three levels higher. They needed to reach the same level as the martial arts techniques and theories of the martial artists, the results of research, the cultivation of martial ethics, and actual combat ability. They needed to be tested in the traditional martial arts Realm's traditional martial arts Assessment Institution. After passing the test, one would be given the corresponding qualification.

The scope of the examination was all in the middle of the Hua Clan's core inheritance books. Han Qiang knew that there would be no problem with the theory examination, but in terms of actual combat level, he had no confidence at all.

It would be even more troublesome to become a master and grandmaster in the later stages. Cultivators of the traditional martial arts needed to master the method of circulating inner strength. They had at least five chalcedony worth of inner strength in their Dantian, and they also needed to defeat a hundred golden dragon level warriors of the traditional martial arts. Or, they had to defeat a Great Master and a Great Master.

Han Qiang looked at the Hua's five-animal boxing. The moves recorded were the same as the common version of the five-animal boxing that he had practiced before he died. They were two completely different concepts. The moves could not only strengthen the body, but also strengthen the body. It also had a very strong combat ability. If it was really used, those grappling and fighting experts simply couldn't withstand a single blow.

He had practiced martial arts for many years when he was still alive and could not help but feel excited when he saw it. He carefully analyzed the five-animal boxing's moves and its matching breathing method. After he had mastered all of them, he started practicing. However, he had only practiced a dozen punches. He felt sore and sore all over his body. He was even more tired than when he practiced free boxing for an entire day.

"F * ck! I don't believe it!"

Han Qiang wiped the cold sweat off his forehead and continued to fight according to the five-animal boxing Fist Manual. After a set of punches, his entire body was drenched in sweat. He powerlessly sat on the ground, gasping for breath.

Although he was tired, after the soreness and pain in his body, he felt a very comfortable feeling. It made him feel refreshed and refreshed, as if there was an endless amount of strength in his body.

Han Qiang stood up and started to practice the five-animal boxing again. As a result, he found that the soreness this time was much lighter. The more he practiced, the more excited he became. After practicing until the end, he had completely forgotten about the concept of time. He immersed himself in practicing boxing in his dorm.

"Tiger Punch!"

Han Qiang was in high spirits as he swung both his fists forward.

Lan Siyu and her sisters prepared dinner and went to call Han Qiang to eat. As soon as they entered the room, they saw him practicing his fists in a trance. Just as they walked over to him, they called out to him. They saw him pounce on them like a fierce tiger, his fists rushing towards the lofty snow mountain. If he was hit directly, he would definitely explode.1

"Bastard! He has gone mad! How dare he hit my snow mountain!"

Lan Siyu was embarrassed and anxious. She hurriedly retreated, but she was still unable to escape from the range of Han Qiang's attack. Helplessly, she grabbed the wooden chair beside her and threw it at Han Qiang's fist.

Bang!

The moment the fist and the chair made contact, the wooden chair was smashed into pieces. The broken pieces of the chair scattered in all directions. A chair's leg flew out diagonally and hit the wall hard, creating a huge hole.

Lan Siyu was shocked to the point that her thumb and forefinger were in pain. She groaned in pain and hurriedly let go of her hand and retreated. Her hand was shaken and two half-inch long wounds appeared. Blood was gushing out.

Han Qiang came back to his senses and saw that the house was in a mess. Lan Siyu was squatting on the ground in pain and there were two pools of blood beside her. She was so scared that her expression changed drastically. She hurriedly ran over and asked with concern, "Is Ms Yu alright?"

Lan Siyu endured the pain and reached her bloody hand in front of him. She said in annoyance, "What happened? Is it crazy, Mr Qiang? One punch almost blew up my snow mountain and made such a long wound on both of my hands?"

Han Qiang did not expect Hua Tuo's five-animal boxing to be so powerful. He scratched his head in embarrassment and turned around to take out the first aid kit. He used gauze to help bandage the wounds on her hands.

Lan Siyu said with regret, "Mr Qiang, I have my favorite boiled prawns and stir-fried sea nuts for dinner today. Now my hands are so injured that I can't eat them anymore. You have to feed me, or I will not let you off."

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