"I said Xiao Cheng, don't be so anxious, wait for me!"

Eight hundred kilometers west of Shendu, on a mountain road in Huaiyang, Zhao Qiankun was exerting his speed, jumping and dying, one step of a hundred meters, and leaping among the mountains and forests.

Behind him, an old beggar holding a green jade pole also took steps and followed closely. It was Deng Jiulong, the leader of the Beggars' Sect!

Compared with Zhao Qiankun's terrifying explosive power, this old beggar is obviously much weaker, but his steps are exquisite, and he steps like flying, pressing against the ground all the way, like a sports car. While leaving smoke and dust behind him, he could barely keep up with Zhao Qiankun's speed!

Since the day before yesterday, Zhao Qiankun defeated Li Wenyi with a slap in front of Deng Jiulong, this old beggar has been following him. Zhao Qiankun has no time to talk nonsense with him. At first, he deliberately threw it away and speeded up. But whenever he found a place to settle down, eat and change his pants, the old guy could always catch up and find him.

Zhao Qiankun had to set off again and speed up his departure. But the old beggar seemed like a piece of braised candy, and as long as he stopped to repair, he could always keep up. This ability to travel long distances was really amazing.

After a while, Zhao Qiankun couldn't stand it anymore. His speed was too fast, and the flesh between the two strands was worn out. In desperation, he could only slow down. As a result, he was caught up by the old beggar halfway and greeted him all the way back.

Not long after, a village appeared in front of him. Zhao Qiankun felt unbearable, so he stopped at a tea stall at the entrance of the village and was finally caught up by the old beggar.

"Wow..." The old beggar stopped and panted: "You guy, you have such fast foot strength, why don't you wait for the beggars..."

"Old man, I've already told you..." Zhao Qiankun rubbed his thighs, asked the tea stall owner for a bowl of herbal tea, and explained to Deng Jiulong: "I don't understand martial arts, and I don't have any tricks to make a living..."

It turned out that Deng Jiulong had been chasing him these days because he was extremely powerful and thought he was a master of body refining and tendons, so he wanted to ask him for advice.

The Beggars' Sect has a low origin and is originally a group of poor people. They did not have any exquisite martial arts inheritance at the beginning of the school. Most of the martial arts that have been passed down to this day were created by the children of the Beggars' Sect in history, and most of them are mainly based on hard skills. Over time, they have formed the style of the Beggars' Sect's martial arts with a strong and simple style.

It can be said that when playing hard skills, the Beggars' Sect is unique in the world! Deng Jiulong is also famous for his bravery and strength.

But, the old Deng saw a master who was stronger than him, harder than him, and even slapped the proud disciple of the God of Martial God! How could he not be interested! So along the way, Deng Jiulong pestered Zhao Qiankun in order to find the trick to refine the body and strengthen the muscles and strengthen the strength.

"Stop cheating on me!" Deng Jiulong sat down in front of him: "I can see that you are really unfamiliar with your moves, like a layman. But this strength and patience are rare in history! I dare say that the single-wheel physical strength may not be able to surpass you!"

"That martial god is so powerful?" Although Zhao Qiankun did not use all his strength due to physical pain, this was also the power of the King Kong Skeleton. He thought that no human in this world could match it!

"You guys are so big!" This was heard in Deng Jiulong's ears, but Zhao Qiankun underestimated the martial god: "You have such great confidence, which means that your martial arts are exquisite!"

"I am born with divine power, but I can't do it!" Zhao Qiankun curled his lips, and this was correct.

"Tsk tsk tsk..." The old beggar waved his hand: "If you are really born with this ability, you can feel so uncomfortable?" As he said that, he pointed to Zhao Qiankun's worn crotch: "Obviously, you have just increased your skills recently and have not adapted yet!"

Zhao Qiankun frowned and unconsciously looked at the old beggar's pants, and found that they were still the patched pants from a few days ago, but they were intact. Logically speaking, Deng Jiulong has been running as far as he did in the past few days, and he does not have the same stride as him. He should have faster frequency and wear more severely.

"Why, are you curious?" The old beggar laughed and said, "My Beggars' disciples eat hundreds of families, live in a stable place, and are home from all over the world. They have no money to buy horses, so they all rely on their legs to travel south and north. If they say that they are close forces and dove, their kung fu may not be flexible, but if they run long distances and rely on their iron legs to cross mountains and ridges, my Beggars' masters can run a thousand miles of horses to death!"

As he said that, Deng Jiulong proudly patted his crotch: "How is it, this is the function of technology! Because we don't have money to buy pants, our Beggars' Sect's pace will avoid friction and loss, and ensure speed and endurance while not hurting ourselves! Do you want to learn?"

This made Zhao Qiankun a little moved.

"As long as you give me your method of hard work, I will pass on your secret method of Beggars' Sect, Mountain and River Step!" Deng Jiulong smiled and said, "I have been paying attention to your running method these days. It is more powerful and not smooth. Every step I take, I jump up high, but I fly far away, but I have no source of power, and my speed slows down. A true master, no matter how he runs, he must stick to the ground, so that he can turn around and move, accelerate and slow down as he wants!"

Zhao Qiankun nodded. It was like running shoes in his previous life, which all focused on grip and the design of a sports car, which also made the body tightly pressed against the ground under the pressure of the wind, increasing friction... It was really a waste for him to jump like this!

Old Zhao was annoyed and originally planned to fly over a thousand miles away. At worst, he would fall to death by the skin. But now he saw that learning a trick from this old beggar seemed good.

But he really didn't have any way to work hard... Zhao Qiankun had a sudden idea and suddenly remembered the bone vein Tianyan taught him by Cheng Laosan a few days ago. There was a quick method. If it was intercepted, it would be able to improve some skills in a short time. If it was taught to Deng Jiulong, it would be appropriate!

Thinking of this, Zhao Qiankun agreed to the old beggar.

Deng Jiulong was also an open-minded person. The two hit it off and after drinking tea, they went to the nearby woods. The old beggar demonstrated the tricks of the mountain and river steps to Zhao Qiankun on the spot, and even some methods of internal strength.

Although Zhao Qiankun looks from Dongao Shenzhou, in fact, this body is derived from the Doomsday Flame Demon, and has no meridian system at all, and cannot use internal strength. However, the physical strength of the Vajra Skeleton is enough to support him in using any skills.

What's even more amazing is that the memory of the King Kong Skeleton is amazing. As long as the content recorded carefully, it seems to be engraved into the hard drive. Although the coordination of the body is a little worse, it is still just imitating, and you can learn it very quickly.

However, some movements require splits and lowering the waist, which is limited by the lack of flexibility of the skin and flesh, which is a bit painful, but it can still be overcome.
Chapter completed!