In the Black Fist Dojo.

As soon as Zhang Rongfang made contact, he felt a slight numbness in his palms and soft forearms. He lost the first move in a contest of strength.

It seems that compared with the third-grade black arm boxing masters, I am still not as strong as before.

However, Zhang Rongfang is satisfied with being able to reach this level in just one year.

News about Yu Wenguang passed through his heart.

The third-level black-arm fist, with fists as hard as iron and slow gravity, is a suitable opponent for him now.

At the moment, he seriously used a combination of Yue Xing Fu and Vitality Fu to deal with it.

Although his strength is weaker than that of his opponent, he is much better than Yu Wenguang in terms of speed and movement.

Without any reservations, Zhang Rongfang was using everything except weapons and limit-breaking skills at this time.

For a moment, everyone on the field only saw that Yu Wenguang was still able to attack a few times at the beginning.

But after a few moves, it was obvious that he couldn't keep up with his speed, so he could only stand on the spot and keep blocking attacks from all around.

Not long after, Zhang Rongfang aimed at a flaw and hit Yu Wenguang on the left shoulder with one palm.

Bang!

Yu Wenguang took two steps back, his face turning red.

He hugged his fists, stopped pestering, turned around and left.

Sitting in court and losing.

Zhuang Dali was a little surprised. It had been a long time since he had seen such a high-level challenger.

Immediately, he stood up in person.

With a height of nearly 1.9 meters, a black bearskin vest, and messy short yellow hair, he looks like a humanoid beast when he walks.

"Good skills."

Before he finished speaking, he suddenly jumped forward and hit Zhang Rongfang's shoulder with his right fist.

This time it exploded very quickly.

But he is fast, and Zhang Rongfang is not slow either.

The two exchanged dozens of moves quickly.

The huge force forced Zhang Rongfang to circle around and avoid the main attack, constantly hitting the weak points from the side.

The fifth-level black-arm fist is much more powerful than Zhang Rongfang, and its speed is on par with him in terms of explosive power.

In addition, Zhuang Dali has extremely rich practical experience.

After just a dozen moves, Zhang Rong started to face dangers.

That is to say, his movements are strange, silent, and he can constantly attack from blind spots.

Otherwise, someone else would have been seriously injured and unable to move.

Not long after, Zhang Rongfang retreated and was about to clasp his fists and admit defeat.

The fifth-grade black-arm fist is indeed not something he can fight against now.

Without limit-breaking skills, he is far from Zhuang Dali's opponent.

Suddenly Zhuang Dali snorted coldly and suddenly reached out to grab his face towel.

"Get out of here!"

"Hide your head and show your tail, let me see what you are ashamed of!"

In a sudden attack, his palm almost touched Zhang Rongfang's forehead.

In desperation, Zhang Rongfang's feet exploded and he stepped back.

Integrated limit-breaking skills: step back and hit the mountain, use it instantly.

The muscles in his legs suddenly swelled and exploded.

Hit the opponent's neck with both arms from both sides, left and right.

Bang!!

This move is much faster than before.

Zhuang Dali hurriedly raised his elbow to block the blows from both sides.

What surprised him was that his opponent, who was not as strong as him just now, was actually knocked back half a step by this move.

When he took off his blocking arm, there was no figure in front of him.

The three footwork combinations of body movements were fully deployed. Before anyone could say anything, Zhang Rongfang had already arrived at the entrance of the courtyard.

Reach out and draw.

The door latch fell off.

In the blink of an eye he had disappeared outside the door.

The goal of this battle has been achieved.

Zhang Rongfang understood his current approximate level, which was within the third-level range. As long as his body skills were not close to him, he should be able to win.

But it’s harder to get higher.

Next, he did not give up, but continued to Bailing Temple.

Bailing Temple is also the third civil power in Huaxin County.

Among them, the abbot, Fa Neng, also practices martial arts all year round, and has trained the Arhat martial arts passed down in the temple to the fifth level.

Zhang Rongfang came to challenge him in the same way. This time he failed to fight Fa Neng, but was blocked by a burly monk from Bailing Temple.

The monk was born with extraordinary strength and was very similar to Senior Sister Zhao Dacong. His Arhat Fingers and Amitabha Footwork had been practiced to the fourth level.

In actual combat, this monk's strength is only slightly inferior to Zhuang Dali, the leader of the Black Fist Sect.

In fear, Zhang Rongfang quickly turned around and left without challenging again after being repelled.

At this point, apart from the government offices, these are the only remaining masters in Huaxin County.

Qinghe Palace is the strongest, followed by Black Fist Gate, Mi Gang, and Bai Ling Temple. They are tied.

Now that the Mi Gang has basically collapsed and its power has been greatly reduced, only the Black Fist Sect and Bailing Temple are worthy of attention.

After confirming his positioning of strength, Zhang Rongfang began to think about how to obtain the subsequent rejuvenating pure time fudian martial arts.

Although he can now rely on other martial arts to deal with ordinary third-level masters, if he wants to improve his martial arts to a high level, he can only start with Fudian.

Because Fu Dian is the only martial arts he has access to that can be promoted to the seventh level.

The rest are not at this level.

Zhang Rongfang carefully checked the number of times the limit was exceeded and counted them.

The Dragon Snake Lifting Technique is just a footwork, not a major skill. It has only three realms at the highest, and it counts as breaking the third level three times.

The eight-step cicada can only be level 2 at most.

Taichang's Eagle Claw Technique only has the second level. Even after breaking through the limit, he still practices the second level.

In this case, it's no wonder that Master Zhang Xuan doesn't care so much about these martial arts secrets.

After all, they are all rough, low-quality goods. The upper limit of harm to the body is extremely low.

Now, if you want to get a complete set of talismans,

The first choice is naturally to try it from the master.

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Qinghe Palace.

"Hey, Senior Brother Zhang, are you here again?"

The junior brother guarding the mountain gate waved enthusiastically to Zhang Rongfang.

Zhang Rong nodded expressionlessly in response.

Last time he thought that after he left the mountain gate, it would be difficult to go back, but now...he has come here countless times in the past two months.

He walked up the hillside, crossed the mountain gate, and walked straight along the smooth steps.

Not long after, I came to the master's attic again.

Master Zhang Xuanzheng was dressed in a white Taoist robe and stood outside the small building with an air of immortality. He held a glass of wine in his hand and raised it slightly to let a man with a mustache take a picture.

Seeing that he was still busy, Zhang Rongfang did not come forward to disturb him.

After waiting for more than half an hour, the painter put away the frame.
To be continued...