C4 Metamorphosis

After chatting for a while, Zhong Ming pushed his father onto the bed to rest. Afterwards, he found a few Chinese medicinal herbs from the clutter house and crushed them with the tools he had abandoned at home. Then, he ground them into powder and gave them to the old man, who then wrapped them in white paper. These powder were all prepared for Sun Ling'er, and he would pass it to her tomorrow morning.

Although the medicine store at home was closed, there were still some leftover herbs and tools that could be used.

At the same time, he also found a box of top-grade silver needles in the junk room. At the same time, he also found a box of top-grade silver needles in the junk room.

His family's current living conditions were extremely difficult. He considered reopening the Chinese Medical Hall. Although he hadn't recovered his true essence and his medical skills had naturally been damaged, he was still confident in being able to treat some minor ailments such as a fever!

It was almost midnight when Fang Lan came back with a snack bar. When she saw that Zhong Ming was still reading at night with the lights on, she felt a little heartache and at the same time felt very gratified that her son had grown up.

Worried that his body wouldn't be able to take it anymore, Fang Lan quickly urged him to sleep.

Not wanting to worry his mother, Zhong Ming promised her and went to bed.

Lying on the bed, Zhong Ming did not stay idle either. After recovering some of his true essence, he started to quietly circulate the 'Nine Revolutions Technique' in his previous life to increase the strength of his muscles and veins.

After two hours, all of Zhong Ming's fatigue disappeared, and his entire person became especially energetic.

"If this goes on, my cultivation base will definitely recover." With excited emotions, Zhong Ming continued to work hard and only stopped when the sky outside had started to brighten.

He wore a white vest and quietly went out the door. The morning was the best time for cultivation. Looking outside at the mountains shrouded in white clouds, he was unable to contain his joy.

"With the help of this spiritual energy, I probably won't be able to stand for long in this world!" Zhong Ming looked ahead resolutely, he took a deep breath and ran towards the mountain.

In the mountain forest shrouded in clouds, Zhong Ming trained with strength that was ten times stronger than usual.

"Nine Revolutions Technique, charge!" As he circulated the sacred art, he discovered that his muscles and veins were rapidly growing. He had already entered a state of cultivation in which he lost all sense of self.

The blood was rushing through his body, and the sweat had already soaked through his clothes. It was as if his body had been drenched by the rain. Standing on the summit of the mountain, he looked at the little white fish that appeared in the east, hoping for the red sun to suddenly appear!

The wind was strong on the mountain, and when a gust of cold wind blew by, he couldn't help but shiver.

Seeing the morning sun come out from the clouds, he revealed a face of joy, and shouted crazily at Big Mountain: "I, Zhong Ming, will definitely return to my Sky Dragon Continent, kill those shameless Immortal Emperors, and take revenge on my blood ocean!"

After that, Zhong Ming hurriedly ran towards his home. His mother would be up in a moment, he could not make his family worry.

Just as he reached the door, he smelled the rich aroma of food. It seemed that his mother had already woken up to make breakfast.

He quietly pushed the door open, wanting to secretly return to his room. After changing into a set of clean clothes, he came back. Who knew that his mother would discover him the moment he entered the room.

"Xiao Ming, where did you go? "Aiyo, why are your clothes so wet, and why are you wearing so little?" Seeing Zhong Ming dressed like this, Fang Lan was shocked, and immediately asked.

"Mom, I'm going to practice earlier. I just got some dewdrops, don't worry." Zhong Ming explained with a smile.

"Exercise?" Your body has been very weak since you were young, so you need to train hard. However, don't work so hard. Everything has to be done step by step, right? Hurry up and go take a bath, don't catch a cold. " Looking at Zhong Ming's drenched clothes, Fang Lan felt her heart ache.

"Mm, I'll remember it." Zhong Ming returned to his room, took his clothes and went to take a bath.

After breakfast, he took the medicine bags and pushed the broken bicycle towards the school. Just as he arrived at the school gate, he heard Yuan Tao running over frantically and shouting: "Zhong Ming, we're in trouble!"

Zhong Ming stopped the car, turned and asked: "What happened?"

"Zheng Guandong and his cousin …" Yuan Tao pointed at the two people beneath the big tree by the school gate and said with some anger: "Damn it, this coward Zheng Guandong couldn't beat you, so he called his cousin, who had been practicing martial arts since he was young at Shaolin Temple, over. Zheng Guandong is a bastard! "

Zhong Ming looked under the big tree. The young man beside Zheng Guandong was wearing a short singlet, he was around 1.8 meters tall, had a robust build, and his exposed muscles were as thick as granite.

All of the students who were walking in and out of the school gates were in hiding.

With such a big backer, Zheng Guandong's words were also quite arrogant. His face was full of excitement as he waved his fist at the students next to him, scaring them out of their wits.

"Zhong Ming, I heard that Zheng Guandong's cousin, Zheng Guanqiang, has decent kung fu and practices in Shaolin Temple. Only after reaching Shaolin Temple's 18 Coppers did he manage to climb the mountain. "After returning, he even opened a Soaring Dragon Martial School. This person is quite powerful …" Yuan Tao introduced Zheng Guanqiang's background to Zhong Ming.

His tone was obviously filled with fear.

Although Yuan Tao had always fought fiercely, when he met an opponent who was obviously stronger than him by more than a level, he could not help but feel fear in his heart.

Zhong Ming smiled and pushed Yuan Tao: "What's wrong, afraid?"

"What's there to be afraid of? I'm not afraid of birds …" How can I be afraid... "Hehe, what do you think …" Yuan Tao said with an embarrassed smile.

"Right, afraid of f * cking birds!" "Go, let's go meet him!" Zhong Ming pushed his broken bicycle and walked towards them.

Yuan Tao stared blankly for a moment, then followed after, encouraging himself: "Yes, what is there to be afraid of as a disciple of Shaolin? My brother, Zhong Ming, has learnt a divine art … Afraid of a f * cking bird. "

As he spoke, his voice became softer and softer.

When the two brothers under the tree saw Zhong Ming and the others coming over, they naturally greeted them with a swagger.

"Your name is Zhong Ming?" Zheng Guanqiang, who was half a head taller than Zhong Ming, pointed at him and asked. That kind of arrogant and condescending attitude made people feel very uncomfortable.

Yuan Tao stood beside Zhong Ming. Although the one Zheng Guanqiang pointed at was not him, he still felt a strong pressure.

The Zheng Guanqiang in front of them was like a tiger that had just left the mountains, while the two of them were like little rabbits that were waiting to be eaten.

However, Zhong Ming only smiled, he was not afraid at all. He stopped his bicycle steadily, patted off the dust on his body, and said indifferently: I am Zhong Ming, what business do you have with me?

His calm appearance caused Zheng Guanqiang to be a little agitated.

In Zheng Guanqiang's mind, this thin and weak scholar should have been so scared that when he saw a tall and sturdy man criticizing him, he trembled and knelt down to beg for forgiveness. He was as calm and composed as Mt. Tai.

"You beat up my little brother, don't you have any objections?" Zheng Guanqiang gritted his teeth and said coldly.

"It was Zheng Guandong who first got someone to beat me up. My brother only did that in order to save me." Yuan Tao immediately explained.

Zheng Guanqiang's mouth twitched, he stared at Yuan Tao: "I don't care who it is that attacked me first, but my cousin got beaten up, so I will help him get back at them."

"Zheng Guandong, this turtle grandson, is being beaten by me. If you're looking for trouble, then come at me." Seeing that he was unreasonable and did not want his brother to be beaten up, Yuan Tao took the blame on himself, stuck out his chest, and stood in front of Zhong Ming to protect him.

Although Yuan Tao knew that Zhong Ming had received guidance from an expert, he did not believe that Zhong Ming would be able to defeat him.

He was the one who started this, and he thought it'd be better if he could take the beating.

Zhong Ming heard Yuan Tao's trembling voice and knew that he was only spouting vicious words. He couldn't help but pat him: "Brother, let me do it."

"Zhong Ming..."

"Since young, you've always been the one protecting me. Today, let me protect you." Zhong Ming looked at Yuan Tao firmly and said. Although his voice wasn't loud, his anger was unstoppable.

He pointed at Zheng Guanqiang and said: "I was the one who hit your cousin. If you want to find trouble with me, come find me.

Zheng Guanqiang looked at him coldly, gritted his teeth, and looked at Zhong Ming. From the vicious aura that he was giving off, Zhong Ming speculated that this person liked to fight ferociously, and probably had killed before.

If he had met Zheng Guanqiang yesterday, he probably would not have been a match for him. And after last night's true essence refinement of the 'Nine Revolutions Technique', his muscles and veins were now much thicker, and his strength had also increased by more than twofold. He believed that he had the absolute confidence to get rid of this boorish man in front of him.

"If it was in the Sky Dragon Continent, a normal person like him could easily vanish into ashes with a flick of my finger. Today, such a clown actually stepped on my head … "Alas …" When he thought about his arrogance in the Sky Dragon Continent and how carefree and carefree he was in killing gods and exterminating immortals, he couldn't help but let out a long sigh.

If they were weak, they had to endure it! This was the rule of the real world!

However, he believed that one day, he would be able to return to the peak.

Zheng Guanqiang carefully sized up Zhong Ming, this completely different opponent. From Zhong Ming's body, he felt an undetectable aura, just like his previous master. Although he was an extremely ordinary old man, his strength was unfathomable.

This made Zheng Guanqiang a bit hesitant, and he couldn't help but ask: "Are you a martial artist as well?"

He wanted to probe further.

Zhong Ming slightly smiled, and said indifferently: "I learned it for two days. It's not worth mentioning. "

However, from the other party's expression, he could tell that Zheng Guanqiang had become a little weak.

"In that case, we'll follow the rules. We'll set a time and place to get this thing out of the way. "What do you think?" Zheng Guanqiang cupped his fists and acted the same way.

"Sure, report the location and time to me." Zheng Guanqiang's words fit his plan perfectly. Fighting in front of the school gate, no matter who wins or loses, the consequences will always be bad.

"Soaring Dragon Martial School, eight o'clock the day after tomorrow." If you don't know where you are, tell my cousin to bring you guys there. " Zheng Guanqiang said.

The reputation of Soaring Dragon Martial School was not small in the Songshan City. Many parents sent their children to train in martial arts to improve their health.