Chapter 41 No matter how high your martial arts skills are (please recommend)


    "As expected of the Blood Cage Fighting Arena, it has great energy..."


    "I must take revenge. This 200,000 yuan can obtain detailed information about the enemy, so I can''t save it! In addition, I can also take private lessons..."


    Fang Xing closed his eyes and thought slowly.


    Money isn''t a big problem, it''s only 300,000 yuan in total.


    He had sold gold on the black market before, and was targeted by Lance for this, so he still had some money.


    As for why it is three hundred thousand?


    Naturally, it’s because he plans to buy only one class!


    "The information on the Extreme Sword is available online. What''s more, I only need to understand the artistic conception of the ''Ultimate Sword'' once, and that''s enough to get started... After that, I can completely rely on the attribute column to make my own progress!"


    "Strictly speaking, it''s free prostitution!"


    "Learn another swordsmanship. It can be used mainly to disguise your identity...and the double skills of swordsmanship are also quite handsome."


    …


    night.


    After putting on the mask, Fang Xing came to the blood cage fighting arena again.


    After being attacked last time, he found that the shuttle bus to the fighting arena was the safest.


    "Welcome!"


    Zhang Jiarui was wearing a small suit with a bright red bow on his collar. He placed his hands on his lower abdomen and bowed slightly.


    "Hello. I''m here to trade..."


    Fang Xing spoke in a deep voice.


    "Okay, please follow me."


    Zhang Jiarui took Fang Xing to an office. After opening it, there was a lot of space inside, but there was only a lonely desk.


    "The money has been deposited into the fighting arena account."


    Fang Xing said in a deep voice.


    "Well, this is information." Zhang Jiarui clicked a few times with his fingers and sent a piece of information to Fang Xing''s black market communicator.


    At the top, there is a personal image, which is very three-dimensional.


    "Lance Nott, 37 years old, a cyborg from Clover City. He graduated from Clover City High School and later served in the military. He awakened his powers on the battlefield...retired at the age of 34..."


    "A warrior in the Pure Jade Realm, whose awakening ability is suspected of ''communicating with small animals''. He can only control small animals, and cannot use large dogs as his own... Favorite activity areas: Maple Leaf City Black Market, Blood Dance Bar..."


    Fang Xing glanced at it and found that the information was very detailed.


    This is quite good. To know this is to know one''s weaknesses!


    Even now, he is sure to deliberately set traps for these and kill Lance!


    Of course, this is a bit risky, so Fang Xing must wait until he is fully prepared before taking action.


    "Thank you."


    He sincerely thanked Zhang Jiarui. After all, this level of information was not accessible to ordinary organizations.


    "You are my guest after all... So, personal trainer?"


    Zhang Jiarui asked again with a smile.


    "Well, you have to pay for one class first."


    Fang Xing nodded in agreement and watched Zhang Jiarui go out.


    Not long after, the office door opened again, and a female warrior walked in.


    She is tall, dark-skinned, and doesn''t look amazing. But if you feel it carefully, you can find the ultimate danger hidden in her, just like a female leopard lurking in the grass, ready to kill her prey at any time!


    "My surname is Ping, you can call me Coach Ping...you want to learn the ''Extreme Sword''? How much do you know about this A-level martial arts?"


    Coach Ping asked.


    Fang Xing expressed his understanding.


    After listening, Coach Ping frowned: "It''s all public content, I understand... you don''t have any foundation at all. In this case, I suggest you use ten classes to consolidate the basics first, and then conduct advanced training... It is expected to take fifty classes. You can get started in about a class..."


    Fang Xing''s face immediately darkened: "Well... I haven''t decided to practice the ''Ultimate Emotions Sword'' yet, so I plan to buy an experimental course first... You can ask Coach Ping to give a general introduction to the ''Ultimate Emotions Sword'' and then demonstrate it." Is it the sword intention of the ‘Extreme Sword’?”


    One class is one hundred thousand, fifty classes is five million!


    He''s crazy to spend so much money.


    The purpose of purchasing a course this time is to sort out the key points and then break through the thresholds one by one on my own.


    Of course, the most important thing is to understand the artistic conception of ‘Extreme Sword’.


    "Yes... the essence of the ''Extreme Emotion Sword'' lies in extreme emotion, sincerity in mind, the harmony of heart and mind, the harmony of emotion and body... In your case..."


    Coach Ping looked at Fang Xing, a hint of sneer flashed in his heart, and then he started to tell.


    This A-level martial arts is equally extensive and profound. Without the guidance of a master, Fang Xing felt like he couldn''t even understand it.


    At this time, after listening to the private training class, I felt a sudden enlightenment, and I had to sigh in my heart that you get what you pay for.


    "Okay, finally, let me show you the artistic conception of the ''Extreme Sword''..."


    "The practice of the Extreme Sword requires you to tap into the most memorable and profound emotions deep in your heart...the stronger the emotion, the stronger the simulated artistic conception."


    Coach Ping put his hand on his waist.


    roar!


    In a flash of white light, a sword cry sounded like a dragon''s roar.


    There was a soft sword wrapped around her waist.


    The sword light flashed, as if carrying a strong emotional contagion.


    Fang Xing was in a daze. Unknowingly, he felt a glint of light flickering in the corner of his eyes: "The word love is really difficult to understand..."


    Coach Ping had already sheathed his sword: "Today''s class is over. Next time you come back, remember to pay the tuition in full."


    She is actually a little short of money, otherwise she would not agree to such a request for personal training.


    And showing a hint of artistic conception is the bait for fishing.


    In her opinion, how could one master A-level martial arts in just one experimental class?


    In the end, you still have to practice from scratch.


    "Thank you coach!"


    Fang Xing firmly remembered the feeling just now, at least he had a direction. As for paying for a bunch of courses?


    That is naturally impossible, not even in this life.


    Although this time is not a waste of time, once I have a direction, I may not be able to get started with the help of some small methods in the world of immortality and the help of the attribute panel!


    There will definitely be no need to spend money on subsequent courses.


    After walking out of the office, Fang Xing looked at the time and immediately walked towards the shop where stolen goods were sold and the weapons shop.


    "This is a rare occasion, sell the gold as soon as possible, and then buy the ''velociraptor-level laser gun'' that you have been longing for...and finally take the fighting arena shuttle home, killing two birds with one stone!"


    There is a lot of gold in Qinglinfang City, and Fang Xing brought another batch this time.


    Adding in the remaining money from before, we can barely make up two million.


    What''s more important is that there is no need to launder money. You can buy weapons directly and take them back, which saves a lot of money.


    …


    "Sure enough, the black market doesn''t want me to take a penny home... But without the step of money laundering, it feels so good to spend it... I feel like I''ve made money for some reason."


    Happy Home Community.


    "Laser gun..."


    In the room, Fang Xing played with the gun in his hand.


    This ''Velunosaurus-level laser gun'' came from the black market. The gun body has a silver-white metallic feel, and it is heavy and heavy in the hand.


    What''s more important is...it''s good for people!


    "The speed of the laser gun is close to the speed of light, and its destructive power is enough to penetrate the nano protective suit..."


    Fang Xing showed a few standard gun aiming postures: "It should be enough for revenge. That Lance will definitely not be able to stop him anyway..."


    "I don''t have anything to do over there now. I''ll just leave this gun here for now. I''ll take it after I take revenge..."


    Although the owner of the weapons shop swore that there was no secret door on the firearm, Fang Xing did not believe it at all.


    Without the hidden hands of the manufacturers, there may still be hidden hands of the black market!


    Therefore, if this firearm is taken to another world, it will definitely not be brought back.


    Fang Xing then planned to let it take effect first, and then throw it into another world after taking revenge.


    When the time comes, I won''t have to worry about anything in Qinglinfang City, but I won''t be too afraid either.


    At least apart from the monks in the foundation-building stage, the monks who have perfected their Qi training can kill them with a sneak attack!


    As for whether the monks in the foundation building stage can resist?


    Fang Xing didn''t know and didn''t want to try. After all, at that point, he was afraid that his situation would be very dangerous.


    …


    A few days later.


    black market.


    Blood Dance Bar.


    ''Scavenger'' Lance came out drunk, holding a wine bottle in his hand.


    Since retiring from the interstellar battlefield, he has needed strong alcohol and even psychotropic drugs to soothe his soul.


    In fact, that memory has become a taboo for him, forcing himself to forget it and not wanting to think of it again.


    He turned into an abandoned street, opened a sewer manhole cover very familiarly, and got in.


    The sewer is narrow, blocked, dark...and smells bad.


    For some reason, Lance felt very at ease in this environment.


    "Squeak! Squeak!"


    At this moment, two mice suddenly crawled over and made a squeaking sound.


    "Gululu..."


    Lance picked up the bottle and took another swig from his mouth. He was swaying on his feet, like a drunk who had been drunk.


    "vomit…"


    The next moment, he covered his mouth, as if he was about to vomit, and held on to the wall next to him.


    suddenly!


    Lance''s legs suddenly exerted force, and his whole body was like a cheetah, pounced somewhere in the darkness.


    His hands turned into claws, tearing apart the strong wind, with shocking murderous intent. This was the A-level martial arts - the ''Crazy Eagle Style'' of Crazy Eighteen Strikes!


    ‘Hmph… If I were just an alcoholic, I would have been killed on the black market! ’


    A trace of pride flashed in Lance''s eyes. Ever since he was alerted by two rats that someone was hiding, he had deliberately pretended to be a drunkard and vomited, just to lower the vigilance of the ambusher.


    At this point, another sudden attack!


    Even when he was flying, his whole body was already covered by the nano-protective suit, and the defense was airtight.


    The next moment, he saw the attacker hiding in the darkness.


    Although the other party was wearing a mask, his figure and eyes still gave him a sense of familiarity, and he immediately locked onto the target: "The fat sheep that ran away that day still dared to come and assassinate me? I will let you know today, What is an elite who survives a hundred battles on the battlefield!”


    The opponent was just a person in the Muscle and Bone Realm, how could he be the opponent of a person with supernatural powers who was in the Uncut Jade Realm and also used A-level martial arts?


    Lance could already imagine what the other person would look like after death.


    But in mid-air, he suddenly saw the attacker''s right hand in his arms, something hidden by his clothes, and his eyes were full of teasing.


    At this moment, he who had experienced many battles suddenly remembered something, and a trace of horror appeared on his face: "You don''t follow martial ethics..."


    "goodbye!"


    Fang Xing pulled the trigger, and a white laser flashed.


    The laser hit Lance instantly, melting the defense of the nano-protective suit and turning the opponent''s head into nothingness.


    Bang!


    The headless corpse fell to the ground, causing nearby rats to scream and flee.


    "No matter how high your martial arts skills are, you can knock him down with one shot!"


    Fang Xing blew the muzzle of the laser gun and sighed with emotion: "The great revenge has been avenged, it''s time to go..."


    (End of chapter)