Chapter 3

Xia Guoxiong's heart is full of shock at the moment. You know, these two men are Huajin period, and they can be regarded as first-class experts among ancient martial artists.

The realm of ancient martial arts is clear, dark and chemical. Above it are ancient martial masters, ancient martial masters and ancient martial saints at the peak.

Xia Guoxiong himself is a master of ancient martial arts, but even if he wants to beat his two guards like this, it is impossible unless he is a master of ancient martial arts.

Is this young man in front of you an ancient martial master?

The real world is not as simple as we think. Those Wulin experts in TV dramas actually exist, but they are difficult for ordinary people to touch.

Such people are called ancient warriors.

Ancient warriors have extraordinary power and can even avoid and resist bullets. Those who are powerful at the top can even resist rockets.

The cultivation realm of ancient martial artists is divided into Ming strength, dark strength, Hua strength, ancient martial masters, ancient martial masters and ancient martial saints.

Huajin period is a first-class expert in the ancient martial arts world, and master figures can be regarded as Taishan Beidou in the ancient martial arts world.

And the ancient martial master, who is enough to establish a sect, is highly respected and rare in the whole ancient martial world.

As for the ancient martial saint, he is the strongest consensus among the ancient martial circles on earth, but he has not appeared for decades.

Therefore, the ancient martial master is at the peak in today's ancient martial world.

Although Xia Guoxiong is a master of ancient martial arts and a great figure in the ancient martial arts world, he still has to look up to Guru level figures.

"Please help me, old man. I'm very grateful."

At the thought of the young man suspected of being a master of ancient martial arts, Xia Guoxiong had a glimmer of desire in his eyes.

Xia Guoxiong suffered a serious internal injury in his early years. Although he was temporarily suppressed by his strong physique, his old injury gradually began to recur over the years, which made him miserable.

Masters of ancient martial arts are all gods and dragons. Even Xia Guoxiong can't invite masters.

"Just, meeting is fate." Zhang Yi nodded faintly and walked over.

"Xia Lao..." the two men in black suits were on the alert.

"Step back!" Xia Guoxiong waved his hand and looked at Zhang Yi coming.

Although such a young master of ancient martial arts made him incredible, he read countless people and believed in his own vision.

Zhang Yi put his hand on Xia Guoxiong's wrist and frowned slightly.

"Little brother, how's my body?" Seeing Zhang Yi's expression, Xia Guoxiong's heart couldn't help lifting up.

"You've suffered a heavy internal injury before and haven't recovered. If you don't use force, there's no big problem. However, it seems that you often practice martial arts, and your cultivation method is just fierce. If you continue to practice, I'm afraid you won't live long. "

Zhang Yi shook his head and sighed.

Hearing the speech, the faces of the two men in black suits next to him couldn't help but change. Then Qi Qi bowed to Zhang Yi and said, "just now we had no eyes. Please sir save Xia Lao."

Now they have known Zhang Yi's power, especially the one who was beaten by Zhang Yi to vomit blood and fly upside down just now. They are more in awe of Zhang Yi.

"No use of force? Can I still be saved? "

Xia Guoxiong can't help but show a bitter expression. He is the sea god needle of the Xia family and the master of ancient martial arts. If he doesn't use force, what's the meaning?

"If I do it, the king of hell will retreat."

Zhang Yi smiled coldly and looked sideways.

The awesome king of the world shot, and even the legendary fairy had to bleed. There was nothing he couldn't do under the sky.

As long as he wants!

Xia Guoxiong's heart was shocked when he heard Zhang Yi's arrogant words. He read countless people and was able to tell that Zhang Yi's words were true, as if it were taken for granted.

"Then Mr. Lao." Xia Guoxiong hugged his fist with both hands, which is the etiquette of the ancient martial arts world.

Zhang Yi nodded, then slapped Xia Guoxiong on the back, and a powerful spirit poured into Xia Guoxiong's body.

Soon, Xia Guoxiong's face became ruddy and his injury improved.

"You have plenty of internal power. You are really a master of ancient martial arts!"

Xia Guoxiong was shocked by Zhang Yixiong's powerful spirit.

"Thank you, sir. Sir is really an expert!"

Xia Guoxiong couldn't help being grateful for his better health.

The two ancient martial artists in the strength transformation period nearby were also amazed. Looking at Zhang Yi's eyes, they became more and more awed. Such superb means are incredible!

"Don't be happy too early. I just stabilized your injury temporarily. If you continue to practice your methods, the injury will recur."

Zhang Yi shakes his head. If he is still a king, Xia Guoxiong's injury is nothing. But now he has just reached the first level of the king's formula, and his cultivation is still shallow. It will be a huge consumption for him to forcibly treat Xia Guoxiong.

If he is a close relative and friend, he naturally does not hesitate to go all out, but he has nothing to do with Xia Guoxiong. There is no need to do so. He can remind Xia Guoxiong that it is very good.

"Is there... No better way?"

Sure enough, hearing Zhang Yi's words, Xia Guoxiong looked dark.

The Xia family still needs him. He can't be abandoned.

Seeing Xia Guoxiong's expression, Zhang Yi hesitated for a moment, and then said, "it's best to combine hardness and softness in the cultivation method. Your skill is just fierce, and it's not suitable for your body now. Well, give me your cultivation skills. I'll take the time to revise them and inform you to pick them up. "

"Modify skill method?" Hearing the speech, Xia Guoxiong was stunned.

The skills are inherited from our ancestors. How many previous wisdom crystals have gathered? How can we change them.

However, when I think that the young man in front of me is likely to be a master of ancient martial arts. He is a figure who can start a school. His martial arts attainments are superb. It should be possible to improve his martial arts.

So Xia Guoxiong hesitated for a moment and handed a pamphlet to Zhang Yi.

"I'll give you a prescription. Remember, you can take care of your body. At that time, you can cooperate with my modified skill cultivation. As short as three months and as long as half a year, your old injury can be cured. It's not impossible to go further at that time."

Zhang Yi looked through the pamphlet and put it into his pocket. Xia Guoxiong couldn't help twitching at the corners of his mouth.

Kung Fu is very precious in the ancient martial arts world and can be passed on as a family heirloom. He takes this booklet with him every day. He is careful for fear of damage.

But the one in front of me is like carrying toilet paper. Maybe I can use it when I forget to bring paper to the bathroom.

However, Xia Guoxiong was attracted by Zhang Yi's words before he had time to love his secret script.

"Can I really cure my old wound?" Xia Guoxiong was very excited.

The two men in black suits nearby couldn't help sighing. Since they followed Xia Lao, they had never seen Xia Lao's emotions rise and fall like today.

"Well, it's just a little long." Zhang Yi nodded, which was also the reason why he didn't want to use his spiritual power to directly cure Xia Guoxiong's old injury.

After all, it can be cured by taking some time. Why worry?

"Ha ha, as long as it can be cured, not to mention half a year, even if it is a few more years, not to mention half a year is really not long."

Hearing the speech, Xia Guoxiong couldn't help laughing. The most important thing for people like him is time.

"Then I'll go first." After exchanging contact information, Zhang Yi was ready to leave.

"Old Xia, do you believe him so? And gave him your cultivation script? "

Seeing Zhang Yiyuan's back, a man in a black suit couldn't help asking.

The pamphlet just now, if it is the root of the Xia family's life, it will be handed over to a stranger who meets by chance. It's not reassuring.

"Don't worry, for master Gu Wu, my cultivation script can't get into other people's eyes."

Hearing the speech, old Xia couldn't help shaking his head and said with a bitter smile.

"What? Master Gu Wu? " The two men in black suits looked at each other with shock on their faces.

"Old Xia, do you mean that young man is a master of ancient martial arts?" One of them asked cautiously.

"Yes, Xiao Wu should have experienced it just now."

Old Xia nodded and looked at Wu Jun who had just been beaten by Zhang Yi.

"He is really terrible. I have no resistance in front of him, but I didn't expect that he should be the legendary ancient martial master. It's incredible that he is so young..."

Wu Jun smiled bitterly, and there was a palpitation in his eyes. Up to now, his arm is still numb and can't work.

"Old Xia, shall we check..." another suit man hesitated.

Hearing the speech, Xia Lao glared at him, and then said sternly, "master, you can't imagine. You must not do such stupid things. You two remember, this is my order."

"Yes, old Xia!" The two men in suits looked chilly. Old Xia even raised the matter to the height of command, which shows the importance of this matter.

……

On the evening of Zhou Hui's birthday, Zhang Yi found song Yuyao and said he would go with him.

"What are you doing? This is a party for our little sisters. "

Zhou Hui was unhappy when she heard this. She despised Zhang Yi in her heart and never invited the latter.

"I'm Yuyao's boyfriend. I'll go if she goes. Besides, don't you invite other boys?"

Zhang Yi said faintly.

Hearing the speech, Zhou Hui immediately stared at Song Yuyao: "Yuyao, have you really determined your relationship with this guy?"

Song Yuyao blushed and looked at Zhang Yi. She didn't expect the timid Zhang Yi to speak so boldly and straightly.

Zhang Yi has really become different! Song Yuyao's heart is full of sweetness and joy.

"Oh, let him go."

Song Yuyao didn't answer directly, but the shy expression was already the default.

Zhou Hui's face changed for a while. Then she looked at Zhang Yi disdainfully and said, "today is my birthday. What gift do you want to give me? I said in advance, "I don't want cheap things."

Zhou Hui is very clear about Zhang Yi. She wants to embarrass Zhang Yi by making her words so straightforward.

What good things can a poor loser afford to give her?

"Zhou Hui!" Song Yuyao immediately stared at Zhou Hui and quietly pulled the latter's clothes.

Zhang Yi glanced at Zhou Hui lightly. He was not angry. Instead, he grinned and said, "don't worry, I've prepared a big gift for you."

"Big gift? What gift can you afford? "

Zhou Hui smiled with disdain when she heard the speech.

But somehow, the smile on Zhang Yi's face always gives her a cold feeling.

At this time, a sports car suddenly stopped in front of the three people.