Chapter 100 The Old Neighbor

  Along the South Chen Alley, all the way down, there is a small park. Although the park is not big, it has everything you need, with various exercise facilities and lush trees.

  Maybe due to being washed by the rain at night, the air in the park is exceptionally fresh, and the calls of various birds are rising and falling, welcoming a new day.

  Maybe it was too early, or maybe it was because of the rain, but at this time there were not many people exercising in the park. Qin Lang rushed straight to the depths of the park, where there was a very open area surrounded by trees, making it an ideal place for practicing boxing.

  Upon arrival, Qin Lang took a deep breath and immediately launched his fists and feet.

  "Bang bang bang......"

  Fists and legs were fiercely whipping through the air, accompanied by a series of crackling sounds like firecrackers.

  This place is basically unobstructed, Qin Lang can completely freely and randomly inspect the changes in his body. After a series of punches, he only feels that his whole body is filled with a refreshing feeling.

  In just half an hour, Qin Lang slowly stopped his movements.

  "I really didn't expect that, after only half of the treatment course, my body has already undergone such obvious changes. It seems that I made a wise decision in choosing to use the Fourteen-Ingredient Tendon-Nourishing Decoction to regulate my body."

  Qin Lang's face was filled with joy.

  In those years on the Dan Ding continent, he had to endure a lot of hardships in order to temper his skin, flesh and bones. At that time, he didn't know any shortcuts or methods to achieve quick success, so he could only rely on his willpower and talent to practice diligently, spending more than a year before finally achieving great success in cultivating his skin.

  Now, he only used fourteen days to achieve the purpose of adjusting this body, and also cultivated his skin and flesh to a great success, which was unimaginable in the past.

  "If I continue at this rate, it won't be difficult for me to recover my cultivation to the level of when I was in Dan Ding Continent..."

  The more he thought about it, the more Qin Lang's eyebrows danced with excitement, and he wished he could immediately restore his cultivation to its peak, so that he could immediately devote himself to refining the Jieyun Golden Elixir.

  However, reason told him that even if he were to restart his cultivation in this life, with the experience of his past life, avoiding many detours and knowing many shortcuts and clever methods, it would not be possible to restore his cultivation overnight.

  "Haste makes waste, it's better to be steady and take things one step at a time." Qin Lang made up his mind, but suddenly felt a growl of hunger in his stomach.

  He always eats immediately after taking a medicinal bath to replenish the large amount of nutrients consumed by his body. But today, he was too excited and didn't eat right away, so now his stomach is naturally hungry.

  Rubbing his belly, Qin Lang didn't say a word and quickly turned around to leave. However, just as he took a step forward, an old man's voice suddenly came from one side.

  "Haha, Little Qin, the set of punches you just threw was vigorous and full of life. It seemed to lack any formal structure, but it actually had a natural, effortless quality to it. You can't tell that you're still young, your mastery of martial arts is already quite deep. How come I've never seen you perform like this before? If I hadn't walked closer and taken a clear look at your face, I really wouldn't have thought that the person throwing those punches was you."

  With the sound, an old man wearing a white Tai Chi shirt walked out from the edge of the woods.

  Qin Lang turned his head and took a look, and immediately recognized him.

  The memory of Qin Da Shuai told him that this old man who walked over was a neighbor living near him.

  In the past, we didn't have much interaction, but unexpectedly this time, a fight attracted this old neighbor over.

  "It turned out to be Old Man Hua. Are you here to exercise?" Qin Lang stopped in his tracks and greeted him with a smile.

  "Right, old bones and legs can't compare to you young people's vitality, if I don't move a bit, I'll rust away." Old Master Hua said with a smile, his footsteps gradually approaching Qin Lang.

  At a distance of about one meter from Qin Lang, the old man who was originally walking with his hands behind his back suddenly made a move, and a palm wind fell towards Qin Lang's waist, using the Bagua Palm of the Internal Family Fist.

  Qin Lang was taken aback, but his body's reaction wasn't slow. With a swift turn of his body, he lightly dodged the palm strike and immediately created some distance between them. He looked at Old Man Hua with hesitation and asked: "What are you doing?"

  Old Master Hua's sneak attack didn't work, so he didn't continue to pursue, and with a smile, he withdrew his hand: "Just now I saw that your fists and feet were quite good, and my hands itched to exchange moves with you. However, it seems that this old man's eight trigrams palm is really not enough in front of you, can't even touch you with a sneak attack, what a loss of face!"

  Qin Lang was somewhat amused and annoyed. Cultivators hated it when others suddenly made a probing attack, because once they couldn't tell it apart, they might mistake someone's well-meaning probe for an attack, leading to misunderstandings.

  Facing an old man, or even his own neighbor, Qin Lang was somewhat dissatisfied in his heart, but apparently he had no way to care about it, and could only smile helplessly: "Old Man Hua, next time you want to make a move, it's better to give me a heads up in advance, otherwise I'm afraid I won't be able to control myself and hurt you."

  Old Hua burst out laughing and said, "It's my fault, but I've put my fists and feet on you, so there's no way to exchange blows now. Little Qin, I come here every day, rain or shine, to practice, but this is the first time I've seen you come to fight. If I hadn't seen it with my own eyes today, I wouldn't have known that our alley was home to a young master like you."

  Qin Lang smiled and said, "Flower Grandfather, you're overpraising me. I'm just randomly hitting out, how could I be considered a master?"

  Old Hua shook his head and said, "Little Qin, don't be modest with me. Although this old man's physical skills are not good, my eyesight is still okay. Although your fist and footwork are still in the stage of open power, but at your age, within ten years, you can reach hidden power. A 20-year-old master of hidden power, nationwide, that's also a rare talent."

  As he spoke, Old Man Hua's gaze at Qin Lang had become shining and bright, as if he had discovered a rare talent.

  Qin Lang nodded silently, and he also had to admit that this old flower master's eyes were very accurate, and with one glance, he could see the realm he was currently in.

  As for the saying of Ming Jin and An Jin, Qin Lang had already understood it from those books in the library. At that time, he also found that the division of martial arts on Earth was very similar to the refining realm of Dan Ding Continent.

  But the other party said that he still needs at least ten years to reach Anjin, which made him laugh in his heart. A mere Anjin, why would it take ten years? With his experience and methods, it would take at most half a month to achieve.

  Of course, Qin Lang would never say this out loud, because no one would believe him and would only think he was bragging.

  "Little Qin, which high school did you go to today?" Old Master Hua suddenly asked.

  Qin Lang was taken aback, but still said: "Senior high school!"

  "How's your schoolwork?" Old Man Hua asked again.

  Qin Lang's face turned strange, he didn't understand why this old man suddenly asked about this, what was he going to do.

  "After some thought, Qin Lang replied: 'For now, it's still a mess.'"

  "Good, good, it's all settled then." Old Man Hua was delighted.

  Qin Lang was suddenly a bit flustered and didn't know what kind of wind this old man was blowing. He shook his head and said, "Are you joking with me?"

  "There's no need for that." Old Man Hua also came back to his senses and hastily waved his hand, saying: "Don't misunderstand, I didn't mean to make fun of you."

  After a pause, Old Man Hua said: "Little Qin, since your grades are so poor, but your martial arts skills are surprisingly good, have you ever thought that if the college entrance exam doesn't go well, what will you do?"

  "I haven't thought about it yet." Qin Lang shook his head.

  Old Master Hua's eyes lit up and he said eagerly, "Why don't I show you a way? With your skills, not joining the army would be a waste."

  "When will I be a soldier?" Qin Lang wiped the sweat from his forehead, and said with a mixture of laughter and tears: "Master Hua, I've never thought about becoming a soldier, and I probably won't have this idea in the future. Besides, isn't there a saying that goes 'good iron is not used to make nails, good men do not become soldiers'?"

  Old man Hua was listening to the first half of the sentence and was just about to lose hope when he suddenly heard the second half, and immediately got angry and jumped up, "What kind of nonsense is this? Joining the army is for protecting one's family and country. What good iron doesn't make nails, what good men don't join the army? I'll have the military department arrest those who spread such rumors, it really makes me furious."

  The old man seemed to be extremely annoyed by this, his face turned red with rage and his breathing became rapid. In just a moment, his complexion suddenly turned pale, he clutched at his chest and fell to the ground.

  This change is really too sudden.

  Qin Lang never thought that his casual remark would actually make this old neighbor so angry.

  If he had known earlier, he wouldn't have gone to learn that dialect.

  "Grandpa Flower, what's wrong?"

  Qin Lang took a few steps forward and supported the old man with his hand just as he was about to fall.

  Just now, this old flower gentleman was still enthusiastically trying moves with him, looking vigorous and spirited. But in the blink of an eye, he looked like he had been seriously ill, which left Qin Lang somewhat caught off guard.

  Needless to say, Qin Lang could also guess that this old flower master must have been ill, and it should be a heart disease, otherwise he wouldn't change suddenly like this.

  Medicine, medicine...

  Old man Hua's voice was as weak as a strand of silk as he uttered two words, and then he started panting heavily, unable to say another word.

  "Let me find it for you."

  Qin Lang searched Old Man Hua's body but didn't find any medicine.

  As the old man's condition worsened, Qin Lang didn't dare to delay any longer, fearing that his life would be in danger if he didn't act soon. Without saying another word, his palm pressed onto the old man's Baihui acupoint on the top of his head, using the Wugong Observation Method to examine the old man's body.

  About a hundred meters away from where Qin Lang was, in another forest, two men who were dressed and looked extremely ordinary suddenly changed their expressions.

  "Bad, the old captain's heart disease has relapsed. Little Wang, do you have the medicine on you?" One of the older men asked a younger man beside him.

  "No, Lao Shou Zhang hasn't been ill for a long time. He rushed out today and forgot to bring his medicine." The man known as Little Wang said anxiously.

  "What are you still standing there for, hurry back and get the medicine, I'll go first." The slightly older man finished speaking and ran towards Qin Lang like a gust of wind.

  And Xiao Wang rushed out of the park at a speed of 100 meters per second.