"Zitao's brother, this fist technique of yours seems to be very fun to learn. I want to learn it too!"

Zhou Lingling came over and said.

"Little Tao, I'll trouble you to teach Lingling along the way."

Elder Zhou dotingly looked at Zhou Lingling and requested.

"It's fine."

Zhang Zitao shook his head.

Teaching one is teaching, teaching two is also teaching.

And the young Zhou Lingling might even be stronger than Elder Zhou in terms of learning talent.

's fist arts had nothing to do with whether or not he had learnt martial arts before.

It all depended on one's mastery.

Even if it was Zhang Zitao, without the gray shadow in his mind, it would not be easy for him to master this fist technique quickly.

"Elder Zhou, Lingling, this boxing style of mine is divided into three parts."

Zhang Zitao explained.

"Yes."

Zhou Lingling nodded very seriously.

"You guys watch and see. I will now divide the first part bit by bit for you to see."

Zhang Zitao then completely demonstrated the first part of the fist technique to Elder Zhou and Zhou Lingling, and then slowly taught it to the two of them, step by step.

The master at the side was also bored, so he simply learned from the side.

From what the Master could tell, Zhang Zitao's fist arts, and even those with cultivation bases, did not hold much of an advantage.

Master's learning process was only slightly faster than Old Man Zhou's and Old Man Zhou's.

"Zitao's brother, the movements of your punching routine are so hard."

Zhou Lingling scratched her head in distress.

"Lingling, since you want to learn, be more serious!"

Elder Zhou reminded them sternly from the side.

Zhou Yingbing stood to the side and watched.

If it was to learn martial arts, she had thought of doing the same thing.

If she had any skills, it would be easier to deal with trouble in the future.

Not to mention that with her identity, she had encountered quite a few troublesome situations.

Now that Zhang Zitao was imparting her fist arts, she could only watch from the side.

Who asked her to look for Zhang Zitao to learn?

Also, the relationship between her and Zhang Zitao was not very good, and there was even a stalemate.

Judging by her usual indifferent attitude, it was impossible for her to take the initiative and mention it to Zhang Zitao at this time.

"Grandfather, it's really difficult."

Zhou Lingling said as she read her small mouth.

"Hey, Lingling, give me your hand. "Actually, you've already done almost that. It's just that the position of your hand is a bit wrong."

Zhang Zitao helped to adjust Zhou Lingling's condition.

After the change in her hand state was correct, Zhou Lingling suddenly felt that the blood in her body had increased in speed due to this movement.

And at this moment, she even felt that her whole body had become very relaxed because of this.

It was only an experience, but even Zhou Lingling, who loved to play, fell for this feeling of relaxation.

"Zitao's brother, quick, quick, move! I want to learn it! "

Zhou Lingling anxiously urged Zhang Zitao on.

"Alright, alright, alright. Don't be impatient."

Zhang Zitao said with a somewhat helpless tone.

"Lingling, don't rush your Zitao's brother, take your time. First, you master the movement you just learned. It's impossible for people to become fat with a single bite. They all have to take their time. "

Elder Zhou looked at Zhou Lingling.

He chuckled.

The Master stood at the side and looked at Zhou Yingbing curiously. "Ying Bing, why didn't you join us to learn together?"

"Me? I'll forget it. "

Zhou Yingbing shook her head.

Zhang Zitao glanced at her.

In fact, he didn't have much of an idea to teach Zhou Yingbing, and since Zhou Yingbing didn't want to join, Zhang Zitao couldn't be bothered to do so.

Teaching one less person, Zhang Zitao would still lose a bit of strength.

Furthermore, he wasn't going to deal with Zhou Yingbing, and based on what Zhou Yingbing had said, she would give him thirty million. After hearing it, Zhang Zitao couldn't be bothered to care about her anymore.

And during the time that Zhang Zitao was imparting the techniques of the three people, Zhang Zitao also noticed a small detail.

He noticed that the pendant around Zhou Yingbing's neck had disappeared!

Following the rise of Zhang Zitao's cultivation, the suction force from the pendant around Zhou Yingbing's neck became smaller and smaller, but it would still attract more.

But after he woke up, the attractive feeling Zhou Yingbing gave him disappeared just like that. He had it when he was walking up the mountain.

Regarding this, Zhang Zitao was a little curious.

And when Zhang Zitao thought about it during the process, could it be that when he made his breakthrough, that strand of sudden energy was from the necklace on Zhou Yingbing's neck?

The more Zhang Zitao thought about it, the more he felt that it was possible.

"Let's take a rest first." Ling Ling, come with me. "

Zhang Zitao suddenly stopped, and asked Zhou Lingling to go to the side.

"What's wrong, Zitao's brother?"

Zhou Lingling asked curiously.

During the process of learning fist techniques from Zhang Zitao, she was covered in sweat.

At this moment, her entire body was covered in sweat. Not only did it not stink, it even had a faint fragrance.

This made Zhang Zitao a little curious. Could it be that Zhou Lingling had the legendary sweat like physique?

Although this kind of physique was rare, it was basically useless to cultivators like Zhang Zitao.

This kind of existence could only be said to be more attractive to boys if placed on girls.

"What's with your sister's pendant?"

Zhang Zitao asked Zhou Lingling softly.

"Ai." Just when you are about to wake up Zitao's brother, your sister's pendant suddenly flew up, and then the intact pendant shattered into pieces. Even though my elder sister didn't say it back then, I knew that she must have felt extremely uncomfortable inside. After all, this pendant has been with her for many years, and it was given to her by her deceased ex-boyfriend. "

Zhou Lingling sighed as she explained.

"Alright, I understand."

Zhang Zitao looked to be deep in thought.

Just from what Zhou Lingling had said, it was already enough for Zhang Zitao to be certain that the sudden burst of energy coming from Zhou Yingbing's pendant could be determined when he was close to a breakthrough.

Although Zhou Yingbing and the others did not know of the relationship between Zhang Zitao and the others, they would still feel guilty if they found out about this matter.

Furthermore, Zhou Lingling had also mentioned the origin of the pendant and its importance to Zhou Yingbing. This matter was even more complicated.

"What's wrong, Zitao's brother?"

Zhou Lingling looked at Zhang Zitao's serious expression and asked.

"Nothing. Ling Ling, drink some water and relax. We'll continue after a while. "

Zhang Zitao called Zhou Lingling away.

He saw Zhou Yingbing holding onto a pile of broken pieces, looking lonely, and subconsciously reached for her pocket.

However, he did not find the cigarette he was looking for.