nagpurpolice Chapter 74 A Grand Gift
Chapter 74 A Grand Gift
Outside the city, at Chen Dingkun's villa.
"Senior brother, a message came from the Heyi Gang's men saying that Jinshan Prefecture is now stable and the shops have reopened. They also discovered that many students from the academy are helping the city guards, as if they are welcoming someone."
Fanli was filled with worry.
"It's alright."
Fan Ning smiled slightly, "It's just that the new governor and his deputy are coming."
"Huh? The new governor and his assistant have arrived, then our plan is doomed..."
Fan Li couldn't understand why his senior brother wasn't nervous at all at such a critical moment.
"You are still too young. The Sanbao Sect prepared a generous gift for them on the way. When we arrive in Jinshan Prefecture, I will also present a great gift to celebrate the inauguration of the new governor."
"Senior brother, what is it? Why are you playing riddles with me?"
The Buddha said, "It cannot be spoken, it cannot be spoken."
Fan Ning's face was unfathomable.
……
"Bang."
Lu Lin was sent flying by a punch from Zhang Jiacheng.
With a somersault, Lu Lin leaped up from the ground and charged at the enemy again.
"Goodness, you're really unkillable." Zhang Jiacheng laughed and punched Lu Lin again.
However, this time Lu Lin was prepared.
He stepped back half a meter, then roared and grabbed Zhang Jiacheng's wrists with both hands.
This was an opportunity he had been waiting for.
Zhang Jiacheng was tall with long arms and legs, and Lu Lin was constantly on the receiving end of the beating, unable to get close at all.
"what?"
"Kid, you don't think you can do anything by grabbing my wrist, do you?"
Zhang Jiacheng didn't care at all.
A resolute glint flashed in Lu Lin's eyes.
Seeing Zhang Jiacheng's other hand coming down, Lu Lin didn't dodge at all. He pushed off the ground with both feet and instantly appeared in front of Zhang Jiacheng.
thump.
Lu Lin punched him in the chest.
Zhang Jiacheng's actions were brought to a halt.
"interesting."
Zhang Jiacheng relaxed, "I'm not fighting anymore. You can't kill me no matter how much I hit you, and you even managed to punch me. It seems your tough training really paid off."
Lu Lin was panting heavily.
For about half an hour, he was constantly running, getting hit, and retreating, repeating this cycle over and over again.
Although my proficiency with the Dragon Tiger Golden Bell Shield has increased by nearly 10,000, it really hurts.
"Haha, you still need to practice more, kid. I'm leaving now. I'll spar with you again in a few days when I have time."
Zhang Jiacheng turned and left with an air of nonchalance.
Once they reached a secluded spot, he grinned and gasped.
"Ouch, that really hurts! Is this kid's fist made of iron?"
"Even with my vital energy protecting me, I couldn't withstand it."
Zhang Jiacheng pulled open his clothes, revealing a bruise the size of a fist on his chest.
"Xiao Lu, are you alright?"
Fang Tang ran over nervously.
He saw it clearly from the side; Zhang Jiacheng did indeed want to spar at first, and he didn't use any force.
But as Lu Lin was knocked down and rushed back up again more often, Zhang Jiacheng's strength also increased.
It can be said that, except for not using the unique Qi and blood attack of the five internal organs level, Zhang Jiacheng has already revealed all his trump cards.
"It's nothing, I'm just a little tired."
Lu Lin hadn't felt this tired in a long time since he mastered the Dragon-Tiger Golden Bell Cover.
However, it was worth the effort.
If he could practice and spar with Zhang Jiacheng every day, he could perfect his Dragon Tiger Golden Bell Shield in less than a month.
Lu Lin
[Four Sacred Skills (Incomplete): Second Level Complete]
[Dragon-Tiger Golden Bell Cover: 20705/200000, Great Success]
[Nine-Spinning Slash: Third Form, 45/5000, Minor Success, First and Second Forms Completed]
[General-Slaying Blade: 199/5000, Minor Completion]
[Tiger Fist: Perfection]
[Divine Seed Traits: Excellence, Forge]
[Number of refinements: 1]
Looking at his panel, Lu Lin couldn't help but smile.
Since sparring with Yu Tong a few times last time, my Dragon Tiger Golden Bell Shield hasn't increased much. I didn't expect it to actually reach 20,000, which is already one-tenth of the perfect level.
The first and second moves of the Nine-Spinning Slash have been perfected.
The General-Slaying Blade had only been practiced for an afternoon, but it had already reached a minor level of mastery.
The two sword techniques complement each other, helping Lu Lin to improve his sword skills more quickly.
The next goal is to raise my cultivation level to the Bone Refinement stage.
However, during this period of time, Lu Lin had consumed a lot of pills and monster meat, but not only had the rate of increase in his qi and blood slowed down, the process of refining his flesh had become extremely difficult.
This made Lu Lin, who was used to his cultivation level rising like a rocket, feel somewhat uncomfortable.
"Brother Fang, you've reached the pinnacle of bone refinement now, right? I'd like to ask, how many times did you temper your flesh during the refinement process?"
"You've come to the right person with this question."
Fang Tang was extremely proud. "I'm not afraid to tell you, I'm one of the few masters who has refined meat seven times. If my qi and blood hadn't increased too quickly at the end, I would have liked to refine it eight or nine times."
"Boss, stop bragging, okay? It's clear that you broke military orders and were punished by being stationed in the field for two years. Without the subsequent bone-refining techniques, you could only keep refining your flesh."
One of the team leaders revealed the truth without any mercy.
Fang Tang looked embarrassed, but stubbornly retorted, "What you said is certainly true, but is it possible for an ordinary person to train their muscles seven times?"
"Most people can only temper it five times at most, it's impossible for them to temper it so many times like me. I have a special talent, you know what I mean, kid?"
Lu Lin was secretly alarmed. Mr. Hou had told him that ordinary martial artists usually only need to train their muscles about three times.
Some with good talent can be tempered five or six times.
Although some people can be tempered nine times, such a person is rare, appearing only once every few hundred years.
After all, for a martial artist, constantly refining at a low level is a complete waste of time.
Instead of wasting time on this, you should focus on cultivation, enter the stage of bone refining, and even temper the five internal organs.
Furthermore, the further one progresses in tempering, the more resources are required, and ordinary martial artists would not waste them.
"Brother Fang, when you were tempering it for the seventh time, did you feel like something was blocking your way?"
"Block?"
Fang Tang's eyes widened. "Xiao Lu, are you kidding me? Muscle training is about tempering the flesh inside our bodies. No one can stop us even if they want to."
Lu Lin decided not to ask any more questions.
We should ask Mr. Hou about this.
The Four Saints Sect's cultivation method requires refining the technique twelve times.
Lu Lin was very curious about how the other members of the Four Sacred Sects managed to do it. After all, such a large sect couldn't possibly have everyone as a genius, let alone someone with a cheat code like Lu Lin.
The next few days were relatively peaceful.
He Wenzhu, in coordination with the government office, also took care of the reception arrangements.
From the welcoming ceremony outside the city gates to the procedures for entering the city, to the preparation of lunch or dinner, and finally to the reports from all the leaders and yamen runners.
Lu Lin had seen He Wenzhu's arrangements and thought he was quite capable.
In the past few days, Lu Lin has only gone out occasionally.
Explore the various commercial districts of Jinshanfu.
The Fierce Tiger Gang is quite reliable; Lu Lin doesn't need to keep pushing them.
News also came from the government office.
Prefect Yang Muzhi has regained consciousness, but his injuries are too severe for him to get out of bed for a while. The affairs of the prefectural government are still being handled by that clerk, Zhang.
The day finally arrived: the arrival of the new governor.